Chapter 132: The prince is very sick and tender 58

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The already weak face now looks more weak with closed eyes.
Xuanyuan Yongxuan rested on her shoulder, and the corners of her lips could not help but rise.
Of course, if this smile can not be so obvious, maybe it will be more realistic.
However, Su Yan couldn't see it.
Su Yan's shot was not just shocked by everyone, Ouyang Ling also hated his teeth itching after being surprised.
This niece, before colliding, did not confess her death, but now dare to hurt her love tiger?
If she didn't kill her today, she would be hard-pressed!
Ouyang Ling's eyes changed a little. Eventually, her heart sank, and her face was smiling again and again.
"Xuanyuan Guo really crouches, hides and admires, a niece, all have such skills, admire, admire."
Follow the words
"I don't know this girl, how dare you come up and compare? If the princess loses, then there is nothing to say, and I really admire Xuanyuan's great land and nature. If you lose ... you have to pay for hurting my love for tiger . "
Obviously it was the carelessness of the tiger, and he fluttered in front of him, but now, he feels that it is the maid's fault.
It's arrogant!
However ... Xuanyuan Honghua on the throne does not seem to think so.
Because I just lost my face, I still remember it.
Nowadays, it's so hard to see that there is an opportunity to find face, how can it be given up?
He patted the armrest of a dragon chair again and said loudly
"Okay! If the princess invites you sincerely, it's called ..."
He didn't recognize Su Yan, but just watching Su Yan next to Xuanyuan Yongxuan, he seemed to be protecting him.
Pause, said
"Then try it."
His Majesty the Emperor spoke, where would anyone dare not follow?
Only Xuanyuan Yongzheng did not let go of her arm around her waist.
His voice is gentle,
"If you don't want to, don't compare."
It didn't seem to care that his father the emperor gave orders, not even moving his eyelids.
His niece is a bit stupid. If he is bullied, he won't be able to compensate the princess for thousands of dollars.
If she doesn't want to, she must guard.
Su Yan looked at the princess on the stage, and looked at the gaze that was cast in the audience. She whispered.
"It's okay, I'm not afraid of her."
Listening to her, Xuanyuan Yongzheng reluctantly let go.
She stood up and ran her skirt up to the high platform.
The sky was already dark, only the torches were shining, and the light on the platform was bright or dark.
Ouyang Ling touched the white tiger next to him, walking down the hair for him, soothing his emotions.
Her footsteps turned, and the sound of the golden bell was especially crisp under the night sky.
Follow, raise your hand, and point to the weapon of the sword and halberd in the distance
"Knife, gun and axe, pick one."
Su Yan looked sideways, then quietly stepped off the stage and walked towards the weapon rack.
She stood by the weapon rack and hesitated to stand there for a long time.
Floret
"Host? You pick the best one"
Su Yan looked at it from beginning to end,
"I won't use it."
"Well? What ?? The host has never used it?"
"No"
She admitted it honestly.
Didn't she run around? Where would this be?
As she grinded, her eyes suddenly fell on the whip.
Different thicknesses and different styles.
Almost all kinds of long whip.
Then, looking at a black and red pattern with someone's arm hanging there so thick, this dazzling, if the snake head was spitting the red letter there, it really thought it was a whip.