Chapter 75: Badcomer 7

On the right hand side, the first person sits on the Prince Edward Xuan Cheng, down the second is the second emperor, then Xuanyuan Che and the moon.
This prince has not yet married his wife, but Xuanyuan has a good month, so in this few seats, he is alone.
A pink-purple dress, a long hair that is combed into a big scorpion on weekdays, is carefully placed on the top of the head, only two folds of hair on the cheeks, counted as a prostitute, the crown of the head is under the insistence of Haoyue Only a green peacock scorpion was inserted, and in a crowd of beautiful women, the truth was usually at the extreme.
Tianchen Palace is divided into three halls, and the princes will be in the main hall. The officials of the three products and their wives are in the deputy hall, and in the future they are the deputy hall.
Without the emperor sitting, the deputy hall and the deputy hall were obviously more relaxed, and the laughter and noise were one after another, and the slightest dullness of the main hall matched the interest.
Sitting next to Xuanyuan Che, I still played with my fingertips and swept my eyes to the opposite night.
At this time, the solitary night did not wear the immortal moon white, but a reddish inlaid gold, far from a seemingly gentle fire, wrapped in a thousand years of ice, not awkward, but very good-looking .
And the Xuanyuan Che's dark red robes around him, the atmosphere is cold and arrogant, one ice and one cool, red and dark red, far away.
"Xiao Wang heard the Tianchen Emperor's law of extremely happy sound bamboo, Xiao Wang slightly passed one or two, may wish to make a song today, the right to be the emperor's Majesty Heshou." A faint conversation, the solitary night suddenly cold road .
As soon as the sound fell, there was a moment of silence on the main hall.
According to legend, the proud son of the proud son of the night, the chess and calligraphy, the military strategy, all the proficient, one hand flute is outstanding.
When he sat down and talked about Xuanyuan Yi, he suddenly laughed and could play the song of the prince of the world's largest country. This scenery can be far better than the country.
At the moment, he laughed loudly: "Okay, good, the widow is listening."
The neighbors of the left are immediately applauded at the same time, and the applause sounds one after another.
Only the moon and Xuanyuan are quiet.
Slightly sweeping the face of Xuan Yiyi with a look of joy, Haoyue secretly sneered, self-declining identity for him to play, this Xuan Yiyi really is a good intention, I am afraid that this cheap is not so good.
Slowly, he took a small drink in his hand and leaned back on the back of the chair, watching the night.