Legend of Fu Yao

Die you to go!

She had the heart to go back to sleep, and asked the position of Ji Yu's own inner courtyard in the outer court. As a result, the **** palace was too big. She turned an hour and found it sad that she was lost in her own house.

All the houses seem to be similar, it is impossible to tell which one is their own, thinking that the entire palace is their own, and simply sleep.

So she casually entered a room that was completely exquisite and exquisite, **** and sleeping.

All the way tired, in her own palace, she slept and relaxed, and soon entered sleep.

And at the moment.

Late at night.

The month is cold.

The long blue street is silent.

A stumbled figure, struggling to run on the long street, all the way dripping blood and sweat, can not stop growing and then can not climb, and finally squatting against the wall carrying trees, step by step to the Daxu Wangfu .

A person who drank slightly, shivering slightly, could not help but support the wall, step by step toward the room.