His eleven, how should he restore her appearance?

These questions are the most worrying to him now, this father and daughter still dare to shout grievances here, if it weren't for the sake of the big plan, he really wanted to draw his sword now and send them all to Huangquan Road.

It's just that in the end, the emperor also has times when he can't help it.

In the past, in the most difficult times, he always felt that as long as he became the emperor, he could do whatever he wanted, could do anything, not be bullied or restrained, and could make his eleven glorious people and be full of energy.

Never be trampled under the feet of others and struggle in pain.

Therefore, he desperately snatched the country, regardless of it, that is, to get the world.

But now, he got the world, but he lost his eleven, and the world is like an empty city!!

He guarded, for hatred!!

"What happened, what happened......"

Qiu Lingyun said in a panic, his head was turning sharply, as if he wanted to come up with something to exonerate Qiu Fengyi, he knew that if he couldn't exonerate Qiu Fengyi this time, Qiu Fengyi's forehead would be imprisoned.

Then, Zhan Yu grabbed her handle, and if he wanted to save her, it would be difficult.

He couldn't think of a good reason, sweat dripped down his forehead, and his face became whiter and paler, and he already showed a look of despair.

For the first time, he felt that death was so near.

"I know what's going on."

The woman's crisp voice like a wind chime floated in leisurely from outside the door, it was really nice to listen to, and the witty words fell on the bead plate, crisp and beautiful.

Like a touch of spring breeze with a faint fragrance of plum blowing on people's hearts, it is exciting.

Qiu Yinong's face changed, and she could feel it, and the body that was holding her dry bones tensed a little, and soon returned to normal, as if she was afraid that she would find out, and recovered lightly.

It was just a slight anomaly that she could feel the change in his mood.

So, this woman, he must know.

Everyone was stunned, and they raised their heads to look at the door, and the autumn mood followed everyone to look at it, and they suddenly had some surprise, and there was a slight chill in their squinted eyes.

I saw a touch of silk Luo Qingyi elegant out of the dust, swaying in, the woman was born like a hibiscus eyebrows like falling flowers, the country and the city are not a problem, red lips and thin eyebrows, when laughing, the charm is calm and elegant.

Qiu Yinong's eyes widened slightly, and some surprised looks appeared.

Because she found that this woman's appearance was somewhat similar to Zhao Zishi.

The woman's slender figure was graceful, she stood still, raised her head slightly, with an evil smile on her red lips, looked at Zhan Yu, and said kindly: "Would the emperor like to listen to Changyang's words?" ”

The woman bowed down gracefully, and the atmosphere was gorgeous.

Zhan Yu's gloomy and cold eyes changed uncertainly, and he was shocked.

In this world, there are really such similar people.

When she slowly approached him step by step, he saw Zhao Zishi's shadow in a trance, walking on the road, swaying, long skirts, under the bright light and shadow, giving birth to infinitely enchanting flowers.

His eyes, from the initial coldness, turned scarlet.

The suppressed emotions gushed out, his eleven, is he back?

Yes, she must be back, otherwise, this face, this look, this charm, this temperament, why is it so similar, the breeze and elegant smile on the face, the graceful and shallow smile on the face, go deep into the bone marrow.