"Little doll, hehe, I like it, I like it." Lingyu also squatted at the feet of Ryukyu, with a smile on his face, reached out and pointed to the belly of Ryukyu.
Two and a half boys, no doubt.
But no one cares. It's about children.
"Gone." Ouyang Yufei reaches for a corner of the cane chair and looks at xiangyunzhao and Capricorn.
Cloud summoned this smile, but walked forward, took a corner.
And Capricorn blinks: "why do you want me to go?"
"Very simply, for the prince of Mohe, you have the right to lift our queen's chair." Ouyang Yu Fei laughs very elegantly.
People on the side are all surprised. Prince of Mohe, this Capricorn
Capricorn eyes a flash of light, touch the nose and smile, unexpectedly no refutation, reached out to hold another corner.
There are three people, the last one.
"I'll do it." One side of Lian chuckles and shakes his head to walk up: "this stubborn moon."
Here, Yunzhao is the former Prince of snow holy Kingdom, Ouyang Yufei is the king of Ming island, and Capricorn is the prince of Mohe.
She is the Empress Dowager of the northern herdsmen, who can be matched by such a camp.
The four sides gather together, xuanyuanche is not refusing. He gently lifts Ryukyu up and puts it on the specially made cane chair.
Turn around, a line of six people toward the temple.
The remaining empress dowager Chen and others looked at each other, and Qi Qi shook his head and followed him with a wry smile.
I'm afraid that no one can surpass this high-level sedan chair lifter, who looks into the past and looks forward to the future. The whole world is under her.
I'm afraid xuanyuanche didn't have the chance to sit on it.
The morning bell rings, and the salute is stacked.
Long live the civil and military officials.
The flags are flying, the dragon is behind the Phoenix.
Twenty four ride now, one hundred and eight ride later, one hundred and eight ride after.
After the striker, the black and gold dragon shaft came slowly.
Golden Dragon hovers on it, Red Phoenix Nirvana and among them.
The xuanyuanche of a black and Gold Dragon Robe held the waist of Ryukyu, stood high on the dragon's pole, and accepted the people's worship along the way.
"Long live your Majesty the emperor."
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