MTL - The Phoenix Arises-Chapter 439 If you miss him, go find him.

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Warm eyes quickly crossed a distressed heart and walked slowly under the tree, \"笙儿.\"

The whistling sound of the cymbal stopped, and the cold swayed, and the warmth of the tree, the micro-hook of the lips, floated directly from the tree.

The beautiful face, the flying skirt, like the nine-day fairy flying in the sky, the beauty is thrilling.

\"Big sister.\" The lips are like a blue-eyed smile, shaking the eyes of warm eyes.

Warmer converges to gather the heart, raises his hand, and smoothes the hair from the ear of the cold ear to the back of the ear. "It’s all sixteen, and like a child, I have to change my clothes. We have to go to the hall."

\"Good.\" Cool and nodded, turned and entered the house.

Looking at the slender back of the cool, the warmth is lost again.

For fifteen years, she still can't forget him...

Behind the red pillar outside the Changle Hall, two large and one small heads were discovered.

\"Sister of the month, how did the second hall and the third hall have not come yet?" "Looking at the empty avenue in front, the little head looked up in disappointment and looked at the big head." "Will they not come?"

The month’s Qingge patted the small head of the wind, and comforted, “Reassure, today is their birthday, they will come.”

The wind and the light gleam, and immediately refreshed the spirit, looking back at the road ahead.

Today, she deliberately asked her to bring her into the palace, just to see two of His Royal Highness.

The reason why the wind is so interested in the string and the cold is the credit of the month.

The fifteen-year-old moon Qing song looks like a moon like a night, Qing Ya Juan Xiu, a beautiful beauty embryo, but the temper is the same as her mother-in-law, Lilian, seeing the beautiful man can not move.

Since I saw the string and the chill in two years ago, the song of the moon has been completely fascinated by the appearance of the two, not only often find ways to sneak into the palace to meet the beautiful couple, the string, the two names It is still hanging on my lips every day.

Not to mention that the moon and the night of the night, and the ears of Chulian’s ears, the six-year-old winds and sorrows all remember the name of the string and the cold, and only want to enter the palace to see a god-like brother.

\"Come on, come...\" Seeing the two black and white figures in front, the moon clear song exclaimed excitedly.

The two figures are slowly approaching, and the moon-clearing songs and the winds are fascinating, and two big red hearts appear in the eyes of both of them.

\"Is it beautiful?\" The low-pitched voice is a little obsessed.

\"Ok.\"

The wind stunned and nodded, but the watery big eyes did not look warm and chilly, but the small worry in the hands of Wen Xian.

I have to say that the eyes of the wind are really good, the little worry is indeed a fascination, and the men and women take all the food, and none of his boys and girls have been fascinated by him.

The warm string and the coldness did not seem to see the hot eyes, and entered the hall directly with little worry.

Until the figure of the three people disappeared completely, the moon-clearing songs and the winds and sorrows slowly recovered their gaze.

\"花痴.\" A disgusting voice suddenly sounded from behind the two.

The two immediately turned around and saw the snow blaze, and the moon-clearing song instantly changed its face. "Snow 翎 flame, want to fight?"

The sly little beast looks completely different from the previous idiot.

It is also strange to say that the moon Qingge saw that the beautiful man couldn’t move, but he couldn’t catch the snow. It’s not that the snow flames look bad. On the contrary, the snow flames are handsome and extraordinary. A beautiful man.

However, no matter how long the snow flames look good, it is impossible to enter the eyes of the moon songs. Similarly, Xue Yanyan also does not like the moon songs. When they are young and big, they both look at each other and bicker. I got the original flowers and Chulian children to think about the baby's mind. Feng Yuyou is honestly shouting "Cousin".

The wind is not afraid of her hurricane Xifan, not afraid of her mother Xuemei, but most afraid of this cold cousin, so every time he sees him like a cat.

Xue Yanyan coolly squinted at the moon, and turned to the wind and sighed, "Go to the hall, Mei Aunt finds you."

\"Good.\" Feng Yuyou immediately nodded.

In the hall.

Wen string and chilling one by one to Huangfu, Duanmu Xue, Huangpu Che, Xuanyuan Lie, Shenhou, Situ Kong, Nalanxi, Merlot and other elders please.

Ten years of time, let the four small grow up together, but did not let Duanmu Xue and other people get old, have to say, Duanmu's fixed face Dan effect is really good.

Even the imperial concubine is still in the spirit of ignorance, not in the old age, even younger.

And the queen is no longer the state of the soul. As early as two years, the front raft has refined the resurrection Dan and successfully resurrected the gods.

This time, the four small births, not only the emperor and other people have arrived, even the innocent, Lian Zhengyu, Xiahouchen, snow falling dust, the moon as night, Feng Xifan and so on have arrived.

After Duanmu was unified in the four countries, he reappointed all ministers.

Lian Zhengyu, the general. Snow falling, left phase. The moon is the night, the right phase... The friends who lived and died in the original Duanmu, have now become the ministers of the Dahuang Dynasty.

Everyone gathered around the string and the greetings. To be exact, it is surrounded by warm strings, cold and cold, with frost on the face, and the whole life is not close. If it is not the hard string, he must sit down and drink tea.

Everyone's gift, the warm string of the people refused to let the palace waiters accept.

In fact, he does not like this occasion, but there is no way, the guests here are the elders who watched them grow up, no matter how much he dislikes, they have to smile.

When everyone has finished the ceremony, the innocent and mysterious dragging the two people to the side, one person stuffed a booklet into the hands of the two, \" take it back and look slowly, this is specially chosen for you. Birthday gift.\"

Looking at the innocent and mysterious look of the monarch, both of them are very curious. The temperature string is directly intended to open the booklet, but it is held down by the innocent.

\"All said to take it back and look at it slowly, and wait for a chance to take you out to see and see." "Nothing to say, I will put two booklets into the arms of the two."

Looking at the eyes of the innocent, the two also understood that seven seven eight eight eight, are handsome face red, even the booklet on the chest, both people feel very hot.

\"I have to go." "Suddenly young and tender, let the three men at the same time black.

How did they forget that there is still no worries?

The innocent light flashed lightly, and he bent straight to pick up the little worries, smiled and said, "When you are worried, you want to go, then you will grow up without worry, and you will take you there."

The warm string and the cold moment are full of black lines. Is there such a flaw in this world?

\"Good.\" Do not understand the minds of adults, small worry is very serious nodding.

\"Ser and the nephew are coming." "Two bright figures appeared together, so that the people in the hall were quiet."

One red and one purple, one Yang and one elegant, obviously the same face, but gives a completely different feeling.

After the two entered the temple, they also asked the elders for peace, and then they received gifts.

In the same way, the two of them are also the ones who come here. For a little while, the palace waiters took a big push.

\"Shantou and Mo Xiaozi are coming.\"

Duanmu and Xuanyuan ink are dressed in the same model of the couple, the stunning looks, the pure white clothes, and the relatives raising their hands, like a pair of fairy monks.

Time did not leave any traces on the faces of the two people. The only difference is that Duanmu is less cold and more charming than before, and Xuanyuan ink is still cold, but it is more mature than before.

When I saw Duanmu and Xuanyuan, everyone went to salute.

Duanmu 汐 lightly sleeved a wave, free of the people's gift, and he and Xuanyuan Mo went to the court in front of Huangfu and others.

Although she has been a queen for more than ten years, Duanmu has still insisted on giving imperial concubines to the emperors.

After the ceremony, Duanmu and Xuanyuan Mo also sent gifts to the four small ones, and the birthday party was officially started.

Wine, snacks, song and dance, vocal music, are carried out in an orderly manner.

From day to night, the birthday party is very lively, but some people seem to never get into this lively atmosphere.

Looking at the glass of a glass of drinking, the warmth and other people are frowning.

Liang Yan took a drink from the glass and sneaked away from the Changle Hall.

Looking at the back of the cool and sullen, the snow smog flashed lightly, put down the wine glass, and went out.

Liang Yan did not go anywhere else, but went directly back to Zi Yan Yuan, still sitting in the big tree in the yard, but this time not playing the flute, but drinking.

The faint scent of wine blends with the floral fragrance of the iris, which is the most intoxicating aroma.

Liang Yan held the jar of wine, slammed a bite, and the blurred look looked at the starry sky in the sky.

The bright moon, the shining stars, seems to have turned into that beautiful face, she seems to see the look with relief and reluctance.

The corner of the eye gradually became wet, raising her hand, trying to touch the face that made her heartache, but no matter how far she stretched her hand, she could not touch it.

Retracting her hand, she knows that they are separated by the furthest distance in the world.

The distance between life and death...

Heart, once again, uncontrollably pain, and once again took up the jar.

The branches around me sank and the hands were instantly empty.

\"You are drunk." "The cool voice is with deep worry and distress.

Cool and squat, see the familiar face, gently raise the lips, \"Drunk is not better? The world is drunk, the one that I am awake is a fool."

Looking at the lips and lips of the cool lips, the heart of the cold screamed, "I will accompany you."

Han said that he grabbed the jar and slammed it.

The eyes of the cold eyes are slightly wet, and the bottom of the eyes is a distressed, no longer drinking, gently leaning on the shoulders of the cold, staring at the starry sky in the sky.

The chills put down the jars and looked at the stars.

After a long time, the cold eyes coveted the cold eyes with closed eyes, and the amber scorpion was full of distress. "If you think about him, go find him."

The cool body is stiff and slowly opens his eyes.

Looking for him...

Can she?

In a corner of Zi Yan Yuan, a white boy looked at a man and a woman in the tree slightly lost.

\"Good eye, I did not expect the big ice to have a woman who likes it too!\" Suddenly moving the sound, let the snow flames instantly return to God.

Xue Yanyan coolly squinted at the moon, and it was very disgusting.

The moon is clear and the eyebrows are light, "Don't be self-satisfied, I am not following you."

The month of the Qing dynasty said, looking at the chill of the tree with love, \"The two emperors drink like this is so charming."

\"花痴.\" Throwing a disgusting sentence, Xue Yanyan turned and left, only to stay in the moon, one person is still immersed in his own fantasy.