Chapter 213

"Hard enough, fast enough, this Chenfei really can't be underestimated." Waving the folding fan in his hand, Yunzhao is half gloomy.

Looking up and down at Ryukyu, I don't like it. I don't like the news very much.

Not because Ryukyu wanted to stay in the later Jin Dynasty, but because he didn't want Ryukyu to marry him and think about his wife, he suddenly felt sick.

I just don't want him to marry.

Don't want Ryukyu to marry? Yunzhao was shocked and almost jumped up.

How could he have such a terrible idea?

Even if he wants Ryukyu to go with him, even if he wants to become a brother with Ryukyu, it's inevitable that this brother will marry him. What's wrong with him.

Damn it, damn it, Yunzhao has a cold war.

"I'll take a bath." Throwing down a word, Yunzhao turns around and disappears the figure. That speed actually uses lightness skill.

Ryukyu looks at the direction of the disappearance of the eye cloud call. He needs to use lightness skill urgently when bathing. Hum.

At the same time, I ignored him, only glanced at him, and there was a cold face on the edge, but now I couldn't help it. Du Yi's face was twisted.

A fierce stare, Du a flash back out.

Their princess is going to marry the princess. It's good news. It's great news.

If the news goes back, I don't know how much shock it will cause. Their princess's marrying the princess is just a big story.

Even though he was cold and heartless, he could not help it.

Looking at Du Yi's painstakingly twisted face and retreated, Ryukyu reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, but she didn't want to marry him.

Looking up at the direction of the East China Sea, Ryukyu revealed his white teeth and said in a very low voice, "I haven't come back yet. How can I not come back yet?"

"Well, if I don't come back, I really married that princess. I'm so pissed off that you bastard." Clench your teeth and grind your fist in the moon.

The breeze is blowing slightly, and countless messages are heading in all directions.

Zhao Guoyun Chengfu.

In the moonlight, an ordinary carriage is on its way all night, flying towards the sky like stars.