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Chapter 100 Adults, your subordinates want to rebel (24)
"His silly words... How did the previous life get rid of those who tried to hinder him and ascend to the throne of the emperor, and how to govern the country so that the people live and work in peace and contentment, everyone praises?"
Since ancient times, the royal family has been sentimental and fraternal.
【Well……】
It makes sense, the villain is so powerful, and the man who can divide Lin Wangci into five horses in his previous life can be so simple?
Winner or loser.
It seems that I have been taught another lesson in the exercises.
After finishing her makeup, Kona gathered up the newly-made clothes, which were very elegant and light, and her belt was embroidered with a budding lily.
Half-squinting apricot eyes, adding a bit of laziness and wanton, staring at the person in the mirror with a smile but a smile, the slender jade finger is elegant, and a lily is drawn at the end of the left eye.
With a fresh smell in the enchantment, the eye-catching eyes seemed to be far away, and he glanced at the calligraphy and painting prepared earlier on the table.
It is a picture of a beauty playing in the water in the mountains, lifelike.
Kona slowly rolled up the painting, and squeezed it casually, her lips full and radiant, depicting the beauty of the world.
I hope this gift will surprise you, Long Sun Quan.
Kona smiled suddenly, her eyes flickering.
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The banquet begins.
Lin Wangci wore an ink-colored robe, with beautiful jade on his waist, which made him even more elegant. The jade fan handle was tied with a sachet given to Kona by Long Sun Quan, which was out of place.
It's like showing off on purpose.
Lin Wangci bowed his hands in a salute, arbitrarily, obviously unruly, no one dared to stand up and blame, even Long Sun Quan just laughed.
The familiar sachet swayed and became a thorn in Long Sun Quan's eyes for an instant, and the haze in his long and narrow eyes fainted like thick ink.
The palms under the cuffs tightened slightly, gradually forming a fist.
His face is still unchanged, quite royal.
Yu Guang glanced around, but didn't find Kona's figure, and suddenly panicked in his heart.
His thin lips were pursed, and his cold eyes stayed on Lin Wangci.
The two seem to be polarized in the world, and the undercurrent is raging.
"Give a seat."
Long Sun Quan waved his sleeves.
The smell of gunpowder between the two was a little flat.
At this time, there was a sound of profound and elegant music in the palace, and Kona's fairy clothes floated, dancing like a fairy in the world, not so glamorous, her eyes gathering autumn water, noble and dusty.
The veil of the sleeves was fluttering, and the thin waist of the willows hooked the soul of every official present.
After a dance, logically speaking, as the original owner, it is not allowed to sit on the main hall to offer gifts.
Kona got the permission of Long Sun Quan to send a painting specially.
The picture scroll unfolds.
Long Sun Quan's fingers holding the wine glass suddenly became unstable, and he almost squeezed the glass, narrowing his eyes slightly, and twisting his thick eyebrows into a "chuan" character.
Almost the moment he saw the person in the painting, the man suppressed the trembling voice.
Asked, "Who are you anyway?"
Kona's affectionate model, the corners of her mouth curled up just right, decent and generous, the look seemed to look into the man's heart.
"The belts are getting wider and I won't regret it, making people haggard for Iraq."
"His Royal Highness, don't come here unharmed."
Long Sun Quan felt his heart contract violently, and was held in his hand by an invisible big hand, his breath seemed to be drawn away, his handsome face faded.
Such a familiar voice, such a familiar tone, such a familiar style of writing...
The belts are getting wider and he won’t regret it, making people haggard for Iraq...
Isn't this the last word Lucci said when lying in his arms, covered in blood?