Chapter 135: The prince is very sick 61

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As for our comrade Xiaohong, after taking a bite of this white tiger, he fled down the dark corner in a low-key manner.
Su Yan finished speaking, and no matter how Ouyang Ling reacted, he stepped down the stairs and walked towards Xuanyuan Yongyong.
As she walked, she paused, only looking at her with a sticky and uncomfortable gaze.
She turned her head and looked at the emperor on the throne.
I saw the emperor, and her eyes have been sticking to her since she stepped down.
She couldn't understand what the emperor meant, but she hated it.
With this pause, Xuanyuan's original attention was on her body, and she naturally noticed that she looked at the throne.
Naturally, I also saw the obscenity of his father, with a gaze that was moving.
Beating his hand on the desktop, he suddenly stopped.
His eyelids drooped.
Su Yan came over with a skirt.
Just before he spoke, the laughter of the great prince next to him sounded, and he stepped towards this side.
Xuanyuan Yonglin came with a wine glass in his hand
"I didn't expect Brother Three Emperor to be able to produce a lot of people, and a niece also has such a style, it is really amazing."
In contrast, Xuanyuan Yongzheng did not stand up and performed faintly.
"Brother Huang has won."
Xuanyuan Yonglin was furious with his rude behavior.
Glancing at the white jade glass next to Xuanyuan Yongzheng, he smiled.
"The three emperors can be so calm, but it's my palace. I'm really excited. Isn't the emperor planning to have a drink with this palace?"
Xuanyuan Yongzheng remained indifferent, his eyes were down, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
And the guard standing behind the great prince was facing Su Yandao
"You son-in-law, don't you drink wine for your master?"
Su Yan paused and glanced at the glass of tapeworm on the table.
She didn't move.
Xuanyuan Yongzhen raised his eyes and looked at her.
His dark eyes stared at Su Yan, seemingly harmless.
The guard urged again
"Worry? Not faster?"
Su Yan then bent down and picked up the wine on the table.
Handed it to Xuanyuan Yongzhen.
Xuanyuan Yongzheng was a wrist holding Su Yan, dragging people over and holding him in his arms.
Under his breath, the wine spilled out and dipped into his clothes.
Xuanyuan Yongquan Gogo Lips,
"You feed this palace."
He said that the ambiguity was incense.
The tone was slow, and at that instant, I felt that the temptation to degenerate from my bones.
Su Yan blinked, then held the glass close to his lips.
In the end, the Nan Tang did n’t hold back.
"His Royal Highness!"
Why is this, Your Highness?
Knowing that this glass of wine is highly toxic, knowing what the consequences are.
Why do you have to drink this glass of wine?
Nan Tang quickly stretched out his hand, even if he was desperately trying to prevent his imperious behavior.
The three guards standing in front of Xuanyuan Yonglin blocked the Southern Tang.
"Dare to make a mess at the ambassador's banquet. I don't think you want to live!"
The guard's words were cold.
Nantang kept on, the long sword had been shot, stabbed, and crossed the guard's neck.
Blood splattered on the spot.
After just a few breaths, he was quick enough.
It's just that the glass of poisonous wine has been drunk.
Nan Tang was all cold, standing there, some wood.
On the other hand, his master, holding his forehead with one hand, smiled so suspiciously at Su Yan.
Xuanyuan Yonglin's purpose has been achieved.
Although a guard was lost, this did not prevent his good mood.
Not even the sin of the Southern Tang Dynasty.
After the master is finished, how long can a guard jump?