In February on the grassland, the wind was still cold with frost and snow. When tens of thousands of cavalry came galloping with the strong wind, the whole grassland seemed to be shaken, shaking off countless frost and snow from grass tips.
When Feng Zhiwei left the tent, He Lianzheng who was waiting outside the tent made her eyes shine.
The golden crown of the silver fox and seven treasures, the silver light of the fox hair and the golden light of gold complement each other, the black mink and gold thread cloak, the colorful embroidered boots, the golden brocade robe, the black tassel gold buttons, the belt inlaid with coral, jasper and agate, and the tight The narrow and strong waist, the bronze inlaid jade waist knife on the waist, and the hanging amber snuff bottle keep hitting each other as he walks, and the voice is clear and clear.
His face became more and more handsome, his eyes were amber as thick as wine, deep purple as deep as an abyss, shining like colorful gemstones, compared with his usual green robe that couldn't be buttoned well, it was so luxurious that it was dazzling .
"This person still needs to wear clothes..." Feng Zhiwei murmured.
He Lianzheng looked at her bright eyes, and was happily waiting for her to appreciate her, when he heard this sentence, his face turned half black.
What is this called? Doesn't he usually wear clothes
He would rather show it in front of her without clothes, would she
However, Feng Zhiwei had already held his arm with a smile, and when her arm passed through his so gently, He Lianzheng's heart felt as if soaked in warm water, so soft that he didn't know what time it was. The abdomen's belly immediately disappeared out of thin air.
Not to be outdone, Peony Hua'er tried to hold her son's other arm vigorously, but was kicked by her son in disgust, "Fuck you, crazy woman!"
"I don't know what's good! Good dog!" Liu Mudan cursed and punched her son on the back of the head.
There was a small hill in front of the tent, which blocked the sight of Wang Ting and Wang Jun. The mother and son chased and beat all the way, chasing the hill.
Just turn out this moment.
He Lianzheng slammed his wife up.
Liu Mudan put down the hand that was about to hit He Lianzheng with a swish, and dropped it to her temples, and brushed her hair gracefully.
When a group of three people turned around the mountain and appeared in front of Wanjun, what Huzhuo Wangjun saw was the luxurious and formal little King Shunyi, and the graceful and smiling old Princess Shunyi. Appeared before the hosts.
Oh, there's one more person.
Everyone secretly turned their eyes to the Han woman in their king's arms.
ah! Yellow face! ah! emaciated! ah! Small buttocks! ah! Thin waist! ah! Does not have the majestic breasts of the former concubine Xiaoao Prairie! ah! Without enough milk, how will the next generation lead them to gallop on the grassland
Disappointment appeared in the eyes of the prairie boy.
Not satisfied anywhere!
Ba Biao grinned bloodily on the side—calling you for your virtues, calling for your looks, and making you dissatisfied—his grandma's group of lambs, just wait.
The eyes of the boys in the prairie are always unscrupulous, not to mention Liu Mudan, who is so generous that she allows others to look at her, and even fears that others won't look at her. Seeing Feng Zhiwei, she is like a wolf, watching and waiting for the timid Cowardly Han girls in the Central Plains were seen crying—many times in the past, the emperors of the Central Plains gave Han girls to Lao Wang, and they also made the Han girls cry and dizzy at the behest of the concubine.
Look, look, look, look, look, look...
They were disappointed.
No matter how she was looked at, Feng Zhiwei acted as if nothing had happened, looking down at the armored and murderous Wang Jun, it was like looking at a group of cats raised in her own yard, or the ones with their claws cut off for her pets.
The prairie men have been watching for a long time, and have to admit that even though the woman does not meet their requirements in everything, but standing next to the tough concubine and king, her expression is indifferent, her eyes are lofty, no matter how you look at it, she is no more noble than them The king is one point short.
She put her hands together in front of her belly with a smile, standing upright, reminiscent of a tall lily flower growing from a cliff.
He Lianzheng did not speak the whole time, but with a proud smile, watching Feng Zhiwei meet his unruly Wang Jun for the first time, he overwhelmed all the troops with his broad and awe-inspiring demeanor.
Then he turned his head and shouted violently.
"Have you seen enough?"
The majestic shout mixed with true energy, like a rolling thunder passing across the grassland, tens of thousands of knights who were staring at him were instantly awakened, and they looked at He Lianzheng a little dazedly.
This is their eldest son, the current king. Before he went to the imperial capital last year as a hostage, he was their brother. He was the leader of the Golden Lion Camp under the king's tent. They hugged and wrestled with them during the festival, took a bath together with bare buttocks in summer, went hunting together in the dangerous Harlem Snow Mountain in winter, and shared the freshest roasted bear paws together.
This is the generous and hearty son in their memory, and a bit of a rascal. If he loses a hunting bet, he is told to roll around a few times, but he is determined not to pay.
Unlike the old king who is wise and powerful, the prince lacks a certain prestige in their hearts because he is more kind. At this time, when the royal court is in turmoil, most of the soldiers from the Golden Lion Camp who went to the Tiansheng Dayue battlefield were lost. The strength of the descendants of Ji's direct lineage of noble blood has declined sharply, and the Yinerji family is about to be unable to occupy this distant pasture and golden position. In the hearts of every knight, there is a sense of confusion and anxiety about an uncertain future.
Then he was awakened by a sound like a thunderbolt.
"Take back your stupid eyes that you only know about looking at women!" He Lianzheng pointed forward, "Show me the thousand miles of grassland behind you, show me clearly, the four thousand miles under the heavy snow north of Dong'eguan Soldiers of the Golden Lion Battalion, they went to the battlefield, and then their bones were scattered on the wilderness forever; no one buried them; show me clearly, Kukuinerji, who died in the violent death tent in the royal court south of Dong'eguan, thirty years ago He led your father to defeat the Huzhuo Jinpeng tribe, and the golden lion flag was planted all over the north and south grasslands. Thirty years later, he died on the throne and did not fall, but your father's brothers have been buried outside the bone. Hongjile Jinpeng's betrayal has already passed Trampled on the golden lion banner, killed your king, trampled on your brother's bones, wiped your own boots with your flag, you still have the face to appear before me with this flag? Why don't you hurry home and use your The mother-in-law's belt strangled your own neck?"
"Aw..." Babiao suddenly let out a desolate howl, like a lone wolf crying blood to the moon on a snowy mountain.