Phoenix Couch Luan [CP Ended]

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After pouring down a bowl of clear honey plum soup, his seventh brother regained some strength, tearing him apart with disgust on his face, angrily said: "Go to die!"

With such a hot temper, who can bear it?Xia Yunze used the professionalism of a gold medal private teacher to coax him vigorously: "Seventh brother, calm down, now we are both waiting to be married, we have to work together with one heart and one mind, Seventh brother!"

Xia Yunqing took a breath, went around a mess, sat on the only clean chair, raised her phoenix eyes slightly, urging him to fart quickly.

In the past few months, the situation in the palace could no longer be seen clearly, so he spent so many episodes of Gongdou drama with his mother in vain - when his mother sat on the sofa to watch the drama, he practiced push-ups beside the sofa. If someone dies, he will be a Russian, and he will become the most shining Russian prince in their gym.

There is no need to mention all kinds of things in the past, but now he understands the spirit and starts to analyze the pros and cons with his fingers.

Now the empress and concubine Shu are fighting fiercely, only they are the only ones who have raised the prince. Even if the other concubines give birth to sons, they will die inexplicably when they are three or five years old.

Concubine Hui and Concubine Xian are worthy of being best friends, and they have the ambition to raise their son as a daughter, so that they can grow up safely. No wonder Concubine Hui didn’t adopt him back then. In case something happens to the east window, everyone will finish playing together.

"My mother only asked me to take care of you from time to time." Xia Yunqing sighed, "It is only now that I know that you are just like me..."

Maybe it was because he was young and frivolous and couldn't hide his thoughts. Concubine Hui not only remained indifferent to Zhilan Palace, but also didn't tell Xia Yunqing that his delicate "ninth sister" was actually the ninth younger brother who had been the flower protector for so many years. Knowing that Hu Lai Hu Qu was almost pissed to death.

Looking at his timid look, Xia Yunqing snorted coldly, and said contemptuously: "How did Eunuch Huang raise you up like this, you are more than soft, but not brave enough!"

Xia Yunze covered his face in shame, and secretly made up his mind to wait until he got back to his original physique, and first slapped this contemptuous tsundere into a specimen.

But he still admires Seventh Brother, this is fucking black under the lamp!

Obviously relying on men's dressing up as a woman to survive, Xia Yun cleared that he had to dress up according to the grade in formal occasions, and usually wears men's clothes, and he is aggressive and arrogant, but no one in the palace thinks there is anything wrong Concubine Hui even stroked her forehead every three days and complained that her "daughter" was stubborn and rude, as if she had been cast in the wrong baby, and she convinced the whole palace to believe it.

Even Emperor Zha once joked at the palace banquet that it would be great if Xiaoqi was a son—not only did everyone not scare the pee, but they laughed loudly, which shows how hard the deep-rooted impression in people’s minds is—it’s better than him holding Ding Ding all day It is ten thousand times easier to be a human being with trepidation!

Xia Yunze was sour for a moment, and then felt that he was narrow-minded and disgusting - they were all people with their heads tied to their belts, and no one needed to be jealous of anyone else.

Seeing his silence, Xia Yunqing thought that what she had said was serious, so she went back to make amends: "Actually, you are already fine now, before..." Before, it was even more annoying.

Xia Yunze looked at him eagerly, and asked: "Brother Seven, if I am like this now, will little girls like it when I go out?" He also specially made a curling movement, showing off his slightly curved biceps.

Xia Yunqing stopped talking, pursed her lips, and closed her sharp mouth tightly.

He already knows the answer!

Seeing that he was even more depressed, Xia Yunqing resisted the urge to twitch, and coaxed patiently, "Do you want to practice martial arts with me?"

Then I might as well continue to train my muscles. You haven't become a strong man after practicing martial arts for more than ten years!

"No way." He looked at Seventh Brother's slender and slender physique, shook his head, and added, "You didn't beat your concubine either."

Very good, I saw his seventh brother took a deep breath, the corners of his lips sank, and he said gloomily: "It's fine if I can beat you."

The door of the private room was closed tightly, and the sound of heavy objects falling could be heard from time to time. It was clearly brothers who fought but were torn apart by others as sisters, and none of the guards in the building came in to fight.

Although his seventh brother practiced martial arts all day long, he didn't have much actual combat experience, and the martial artists who usually accompanied him in the moves all restrained their strength for fear of hurting this noble princess, so Xia Yunqing's moves were proficient and beautiful, and their lethality was really mediocre.

Xia Yunze suffers because of his poor physical condition, but in his previous life he had practiced free combat for several years, combined with street gangster fighting routines, he didn't let his seventh brother kill him on the spot. Look at the time to use the peerless yin trick monkey to steal the peach.

Xia Yunqing was startled, and narrowly dodged, wrapped his whip around his waist and threw him aside, angrily said: "Elder Huang taught you this all day long?!"

Xia Yunze missed the blow, was panting from exhaustion, lay down on the ground and couldn't get up, the whip was slightly caught, Xia Yunqing couldn't hold back and fell too.

The two lay side by side on the messy floor, seeing each other's embarrassed appearance, they laughed in unison.

The depression in his chest gradually dissipated, and the resentment all over his body seemed to be dissipated with sweat, and his mood was more open than ever.

It turned out that he was not the only one walking alone on this narrow road full of thorns. They were not only brothers, but also partners, and they were the only comrades-in-arms who could trust each other and rely on each other.