Type Month; My fiancée is a politician

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Cruel eyes.

That was the impression that Huan Ning Wu gave to Yuanliuin at first glance, and it could be concealed by this.

Terrifying eyes.

Cruel eyes.

Enchanting eyes.

Hard eyes.

Misrepresent people as human eyes.

From the inside, look into people’s eyes.

It is as if he can see through the God of cut.

Eyes that seem to be priced.

It is as if looking down on the eyes of all living beings.

Eyes that prescribe the world as the opposite.

Eyes that deny the existence of the world.

That…… Eyes.

It’s already cold to the extreme.

Is that…… The eyes of the First Emperor.

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In early autumn, the sky is shining, above the wind and flowers, the clouds are rolling and cloudy. The sound of winning condensation dance lingered in his ears like the notes played by a pianist, and looking at the political sister wearing the Xuan-colored emperor robe, Yuanliuyuan found that the female emperor’s eyes had already changed.

There is no extreme generosity, nor the depth of the world, nor the cold and cold alienation, some…

Just a touch of warmth.

“Husband-kun

Step by step approaching the Yuanliu Courtyard, Ying Ningwu slightly approached the man’s arms, dragged her boots down, and curled her body as she seemed to smell a little snowflake smell of the precious frost demon lotus.

Yao?

The brilliant golden eyes flashed, and there was no doubt that there was him. She never doubted Ying Yaoxue’s Geng Zhi loyalty.

Thinking that after falling asleep tiredly yesterday, she might have been picked up by the maid Yuanliuyuan, but she didn’t say anything.

“Condensation.”

Admiring his wife’s beautiful side face, Motoyanagiin felt that no matter how many times he watched it, he would never get bored.

“Husband-kun.”

There is no shyness, or there is no need to be shy.

At least at this time, Sister Zheng’s eyes looked at Yuanliuin very calmly.

Su Shou slightly gripped her clothes, she thought about it, and her delicate little face was full of curiosity.

“Is there any interesting person on your husband’s trip?”

Wanting to listen to the man’s little bits, the husband who wants it, Win Ningwu likes the things that Motoyanagiin explained to her every time he came back.

Of course, if you remove anything from those people, Enchi or something is better.

That’s right.

As if thinking of something, Win Ningwu vaguely remembered that the guy called Gilgamesh was dangerous, not for anything else, just for her intuition as a woman!

“This time, ah, I experienced three dynasties and saw Artoria in a parallel world.”

Starting with a trip to the Land of Shadows, Motoyanagi tells the story of the shadow of the Land of Death, the rise and fall of the Roman Empire, and the last glory of Camelot.

As time passed, the two quietly communicated their time in the hall.

One speaks, the other listens, very harmonious.

Night falls.

Looking at Motoyanagiin with interest, he finally said that he opened the passage between the root and the Camelo, and Sister Masa patted the back of the man’s hand.

“Really, how can you be so careless.”

The angry look is very interesting, even if she pouts, the charm of the female emperor is peerless.

The heavenly sound struck, blowing the three thousand green silk slightly, and the reflection of the female emperor appeared on the wall.

“Yes, yes, I was wrong, I was wrong.”

Nodding, Yuanliuyuan found that it was already dark, and without his and Ying Ningwu’s orders, the guards and maids in the entire palace did not dare to come in and light the lamp or something.

“Ning Wu, I’m not eating in the palace tonight, how about going out by chance?”

In addition to living outside the palace for the first half of the month, since the first mission, Yuanliuin and Yingning Dance have moved to the Afang Palace.

It has been a long time since I went out, and men occasionally want to see this world that belongs to their wives.

“Good.”

Nodding naturally, Ying Ningwu and Yuanliuyuan casually put on a coat, covering the imperial robe mark on their bodies.

The boots stepped over the stone steps, and the two went down little by little from the highest point.

“Ning Wu, are you fat?”

Because a certain First Emperor was too lazy to wear shoes, Yuanliuyuan kept holding Yingning Dance downstairs.

In the middle of the royal court, countless maids and guards stopped to salute, passing through the layers of buildings, and Yuanliuyuan suddenly asked.

“Annade?”

The golden eyes were sharp in vain, looking at Yuanliuyuan seriously, and Ying Ning Wuhun only revealed a word on his body.

Dangerous!

“Just kidding, you girl.”

Gently nodded Sister Zheng’s forehead with her chin, looking at the winning condensation dance with a little girlish temperament. This was the first time since Motoryuin came to this strange era that he and the female emperor went out for a walk outside the palace.

Slowly walking out of the cold building complex and stepping out of the political center of the Qin Kingdom, the street in front of the two was so prosperous, and the restaurants between the roads were endless.

This is Daqin.

Different from the previous trip, this time the streets on the Motoyanagi Temple saw real residents, and there were no civilians played by the guards, presenting the most real and natural posture.

Time passed little by little, the moon above the sky dome hung higher and higher, and with the moonlight and the flawless skin of the female emperor, this was simply a fairyland-like scenery on earth.

“Condensation.”

“I’m here, husband-kun.”

Linger in the lively city, reflect on the foothills of the green mountains, and stroll along the banks of the Weishui River. Looking up, Motoyanagiin seemed to see a few children walking past them with laughter.

Looking at the group of people laughing and walking, Yuanliuyuan’s gaze seemed to cross the endless time and space and void, reaching the center of the root.

“It is appropriate to drink alcohol and grow old with your son.”

Feeling the body temperature of the female emperor in his arms, the man couldn’t help but whisper.

“Qin Se is in the royal palace, don’t be quiet.”

Similarly, looking in the direction of Yuanliuyuan, Ying Ningwu seemed to see the past that belonged to her.

That, the upside down, never felt at ease in the past.

“Don’t worry, Condensation.

All….. It’s all going to be good. ”

Holding the female emperor’s hand tightly, Yuanliuin has always been convinced of one thing.

That is… He—who will surely make his wife’s anecdote belt—the true kingdom of human and intellectual unity, become the real world.

Definitely will! _

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