: 552 Emperor Concentricity (3)

"The emperor, his subordinates will accompany you to go with you." He Lianchuan and Xuanyuanyao have a similar state of mind, and he can't find anything similar to the female host from the current queen.
But he could not deny that it was not her.
Besides being sick, what else can you explain?
The two have similar ideas.
In any case, it was when the queen was seriously ill, which led to unconsciousness, confusion, and abnormal behavior that could not be understood. [
But one day, she will heal, and the man they hoped for will return.
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Hurry and hurry all the way, quicken the whip, day and night.
After three air blows, Jixiang and Lingtong finally determined the location of the imperial driving, and rushed to the border city before the city gate closed.
The distance from Xuanyuan was getting closer and closer, and every step of auspiciousness took a heavy point at the foot.
He clamored with desire in his heart, hoping to see him at once, but somehow the pace of his journey slowed down.
"What's wrong? Did the school walk on the street to learn tortoises?" Ling Tong looked at her strangely, with flaming red hair, fluffy and arrogant, did not go to the village to follow the customs, and changed the costume, so the strange eyes she attracted were much more surprising.
The spirit boy, who has long been accustomed to being surrounded by the eyes of everyone, disregarded, riding on horseback, head tossing around, very happy.
"We're not going to the palace, we'll change places." Stretching the reins, Lucky turned his horse's head and went in the opposite direction.
She must find a way to determine Xuanyuanyao's current intentions, and send them to her door, which may not be the most appropriate.
The Lingtong was not familiar with the border city, so he had to follow behind Jixiang, and turned seven times and eight times. He bought a large pile of things, hung it behind the horse, and then returned the same way. After eight times and seven times, he arrived on the other side of the city. In the horse-selling market, after the war broke out, it became empty and was left unused.