All Chapters of The Fierce Princess Consort: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Asahi, KoreaIn the cabinA beautiful woman weak in bed, tender white arm gently leaning on the head, smiling at the pulse for her diagnosis of the young, black eyes with an uncontrollable soft light.She is the sister of Korea Rui di, also is collect thousand dotes on a body of snow princess. She had an unattainable dignity, a face that women envied, and she was a four arts of the Chinese scholar woman. More valuable is that she did not rely on their own identity, but regardless of his brother to stop, secretly ran to the South Korean border relief victims.I thought I could defend myself with the martial arts I learned at Miyanaka, but I didn't think it was just a show of hands and legs. Soon after I came out, all my belongings were stolen, even the token of her identity was gone. Don't say to give relief to the victims, even she almost became a beggar herself. I didn't expect to come here from the palace and see such a scene.The dilapidated village, the dead bodies on the road

Broken soul cliff cliff top soul broken, mountain steep wind cold as a knife, high-rise cloud can be picked on the moon, mountain peaks folded fog boundlessDeath cliff is the first cliff in Qi and the Tianxia Diyi over the Korean precipice. Legend Cliff undulating, continuous, mountains, mountains, mountains are ren deep, the cliff is unfathomable. Can Be in such a far away from everyone on the cliff, but stands a magnificent, magnificent villa. If you stand on the top of the cliff, you will be able to see the four elegant characters in front of the villa -- Baihua villa.This Baihua villa although the appearance of the magnificent, Quite Majesty of the wind. But in the village, there are carved railings and painted buildings. Just after entering the village, you can see two apricot flowers standing proudly on branches. Immediately after that, there are small bridges and flowing water. The green shade is everywhere. On the way ahead, there are rockery and strange stones, pavilions a

Heh Heh. Dust-free light smile, smile with a slight self-mockery: "In this world you are my only relatives, if you do not care about dust-free training so many forces there is no use? ""The only family member? The spirit of the cold shock, the original wind light cloud eyes finally caught the dust. Try to calm the trembling in the heart, she said lightly: You eat slowly, I go out for a while.Perhaps no dust because of the table can not see rhyme cold trembling hands, can be in her side of Yan Limin but see clearly. Looking at the weak figure disappeared in the hall, the original joke of the mou son also welled up a trace of pain, chuckle he said to two people: "I go to see the sister. " The figure moved, blink disappeared in the empty hall."The only family, the only family, the only, the only... family" winter ran on the winding road, the tears on her face poured down like pouring rain, even though she desperately covered her tears even though she closed her eyes in despair, but

"Will you come with me to the palace? ""Do you love me? "The man looked at her and said, "I just like it. ""Do you have to be so cruel? Why break my last silk illusion? " The rhyme cold facial expression is desolate, the tear drop by drop falls, the long eyelash flutters flutters like the butterfly of the wing.A finger move, the man for the woman wiped away tears, gently said: "Do not cry! If not willing to -- ""I want to marry and live a life of rest, I can not rest, " she said in a low voice as she swept away her decadence in her black eyes, "I do! " There was a deep tenderness in her clear eyes, an incomparable firmness and a flying confidence. Yes, she wanted to go to the palace, to be with him, to give him a chance to see himself, to give him a chance to love himself, even if it meant a moth to the flame, even if it meant his own death. Smiling into his arms, in the bottom of my heart made a vow.What a beautiful thought. Heh. Until the age of old, the years not in her

The Palace, the Royal GardenThe breeze is warm, the weather is fine, the sun is bright. That Evening Sun poured over the blooming flowers, bringing out a golden hue. In the Imperial Garden, the beauty of Begonia, the dream of roses, the purity of lilies, the tender white of pear blossoms, nothing is more beautiful than the peony, the king of flowers, whose branches are slanted out like rosy clouds, and whose peony blooms in the gentle wind, like a mass of carmine, gently swaying in the warm breeze, faint Incense, blowing from the face, petals light cluster, just need to touch, then the purplish petals will fall down, mixed with the spring wind up a million customs, light sprinkling in the broad embroidered robe.Beside the peony, a bright yellow figure stands among the flowers, calm and erect, clear eyes, tender feelings, the smiling expression seems to appreciate the flowers, but also seems to indulge in boundless spring unable to extricate themselves. Only a pair of clear eyes ref