Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess

The fingers were getting tighter and tighter, and between the palms, cold sweats oozing out.

Feng Chu songs flashed a few minutes, and finally looked up again, "dust, is it wrong, got it wrong?"

She still has a little extravagant hope.

Because, once it is as true as the emperor said, then she really fell into a big picture! !

She is not afraid to face, just... don't want to...

In the past six years, the righteous father has been so gracious to her.

She lifted her seal and allowed her to practice.

Give Fengyuelou to her jurisdiction, and let her report the feud of Fengfu for this body...

But now, she told her that all this is the righteous father who is using her...

"It can't be wrong." The emperor shook his head. "In these two days, I sent people to investigate everything, things, just like what I said."

The eyes of Fengchu’s songs are a bit desolate.

She believes in the imperial power of the emperor, and the ability to use the imperial dust, but also afraid that it will not be found?

She took a deep breath and combined with everything that Zilan had said before her death, her look was different.

She has always trusted the most respected person, perhaps using her!

At the time of the dawn of the light, the imperial dust was already aware of her anomaly.

He reached out and clenched her hand that had already been soaked with cold sweat. "Yiang, I have been there. No matter how other people treat you, I will always be with you."

"A dust ... you said ... I am not particularly ridiculous?" Feng Chu song raised his lips, revealing a few self-deprecating.

The emperor sighed and sighed, and stretched her arms into her arms.

"No, where is it ridiculous?" He said, he made a slight meal. "Yangzi, since they all married us together, then we smashed their intentions..."

Feng Chuge looked over the head to see the Emperor's dust, only to see the imperial dusty lips stalking the cold arc, continue to say -

"Looking at their intentions, they let us get married, we will be married, when the time comes...

Feng Chuge slammed the scorpion and wondered what he was thinking.

For a long time, she nodded. "it is good!!"

marriage……

After getting married, you may know their attitude.

She is not willing to be held in the hands of people, not willing to be controlled.

If the righteous father really has other thoughts, then six years...

Feng Chuge took a slight breath.

It was the imperial dust on the side. After seeing the nodding of the Fengchu song, a face overflowed with joy. "Yiang, are you really?"

Feng Chuge squinted his eyes and looked at him. "There is no name for the woman who has been called for so long. How can I say that I am losing... I will definitely come back later!!"

She looked at the emperor's dust as a child's smile, and the corners of the lips also evoked a faint arc.

This man...

Always dedicated to her man...

I didn’t know when and when I had occupied her heart.

Perhaps... At every juncture, he always appears first in front of her.

Or maybe... really is destined.

From the time he turned into a small dust, she completely put down his guard against him alone...

The curvature of her lips is getting deeper and deeper.

Reaching out, clutching his waist tightly.

"The emperor is dusty, in the future... you are just my man! I am a man alone..."

"Good - you are a man alone."

He turned his head to the side, and the bottom of the glory circulated, and the bottom of the glory flowed, and the smile on his lips was stronger.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

It looks like this one, it is a long time...