Although I know that my seventh brother is mysterious, can virtue be compared with the holy monk?
"The monarch should have never really seen the temple, otherwise there would be no doubt." Ouyang Su looked up and seemed indifferent.
"Want to come to the princess’s trip should also be in the temple?"
Zhao Nanxu is silent.
She did have this trip.
"The princess is not young." Ouyang Su stroked her beard lightly.
"Can you find someone?"
"Please worry about Nan Xu, but you are not in a hurry." Zhao Nan Xu shook his head.
"The nasty" OuYangSu ChuiShou eyes seem to be meaningful.
"My Ouyang family’s generation has two school-age men who are outstanding, although they are not infanta."
"There are young talented infantas in Sujia and Xiaolang Island. You may wish to pay attention to one or two. If you don’t leave for the time being, you may wish to keep your blood."
Zhao Nan flocculant was a heavy.
"Bold!"
The woman who has been with her has been waiting outside. Although she is not close to the two people, she can hear clearly.
That is to say, I heard that my face changed greatly, and I shook my long sleeves and slammed Ouyang Su.
Feiyunxiu!
A woman’s appearance is plain, but she is like a flying fairy embroidery. It looks soft, but the pumping ripples.
Even fine steel, who was several feet thick, was also broken on the spot when he was drawn.
Graceful posture, powerful convergence, rapid exit, this black iron realm has been superb in the hands of women by martial arts.
"It’s business to talk about marriage when you’re old." In the face of the attack, Ouyang Su’s face remained unchanged and his words were indifferent
"There is no right person in the temple."
Speaking, he greeted the incoming colored embroidery with a single shot.
Snap your fingers and thunder!
The ice thunder burst and a touch of frost spread rapidly along the colored embroidery, and the woman’s body froze her into an ice sculpture.
Although it was not frozen for a while, it was difficult to move.
Zhao Nan flocculant was a cold.
The woman is a master of the late black iron, and her strength is not much weaker than that of the island owner of Xiaolangdi, but she is not the one who takes it as soon as she meets the enemy.
How strong is Ouyang Su’s strength?
And the other party worships Brother Qi so much.
"Ouyang Su, what do you want?"
As if thinking of something, she was angry.
"No rebellion!"
"Don’t do" OuYangSu back finger easy way
"What is the princess worried about? If she wanted to be an emperor 30 years ago, she would never have had an idea until now."
"If there is a temple in the Zhao family, it will never be chaotic. The monarch can rest assured."
This fall although don’t believe it, but Zhao Nan flocculant heart is not a loose.
What worries her most is family chaos.
Nowadays, the military department and all ethnic groups are eyeing the Zhao family because of the ancestor’s affairs. If the family department regenerates unrest, the consequences are unpredictable.
But my father once said that Brother Qi was the enemy of Zhao.
a short while
She couldn’t help being utterly confused.
"The heart of the temple is the continuation of Zhao’s blood." Ouyang Su arched his hand in the direction of Beijing, with a positive color way.
"How can the old house slaves sit idly by?"
"Princess, find a lover!"
"You …" Zhao Naxu eyes wide open a face of incredible looked at each other.
"You are crazy!"
Just hold yourself hostage and force yourself to get married?
This old guy is confused!
"hey"