My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: One thousand and forty-third

The soldiers surrounding the outer circle stepped back a little, moving the bow and arrow blades back in unison.

　　 took a closer look and saw that the blue bird seemed to carry five people on his back.

　　 Qingluan swooped down with a cry.

　　 After a while, he turned into a human being and stood there with his back straight.

　　 At this time, the other five people all swooped in quickly. Standing behind Qing Luan, Qi Qi respectfully bowed to this Majesty Cangzhou.

　　 Duan Yue's heart moved, and he asked softly, "Can I have letter paper?"

　　 Qingluan glanced at him, flicked from his sleeve for a long time, took out a crumpled letter paper, and glanced at him with some confusion, "How do you know there is a letter?"

　　 "Guess it." Broken Moon took the letterhead and scanned it through ten lines.

　　Small facial paralysis actually wrote a lot of words.

　　 The origins and experiences of the five people told him, as well as some of her plans.

　　 At the end of the letter, he left a message to make him pay attention to safety.

　　The corners of Broken Moon’s lips raised slightly, and he took off a piece of jade from his waist and threw it to Qingluan, "Bring it to her."

　　 Qingluan's expression is a little tangled: If this matter is let the prince know greatly, he will definitely be stripped of his skin!

　　 Isn’t this just private giving and receiving? Teaser? Ah yeah, jade ornaments show your heart?

　　 No, no, no, no, absolutely no.

　　 "What do you want, give it to my godson." Duan Yue waved his hand, "Go."

　　 Qingluan turned around and flew away, but his head was still a bit dazed.

　　What the **** is the godson?

　　Who is his godson?

　　 What did he give to his son and give it to the Lord Bank...

　　Mo baby?

　　's body shape flying all the way, suddenly crooked, Qingluan, this guy, almost fell from mid-air, flying crooked all the way.

　　 The poor prince Da, his son has not yet been born, he has already taken half of him.

　　 The star-fire night, the moon is as warm as water.

　　 30,000 elites from the three states have set up camp here.

　　 Although there are many people, the whole army is silent, only grilling food, and the sound of wooden sticks "piping" occasionally sounded.

　　After breaking into the account, he held the letter and sent it for a while.

　　Several shadow guards wandered back and forth outside, looking at each other.

　　 One of them really couldn't help it, and simply turned the account and walked in.

　　 But seeing the black light in front of me, my Majesty is sitting in front of the case, not thinking about anything, and has not yet recovered.

　　 "Your Majesty!" The Shadow Guard hurriedly yelled, quickly stepped back and let a soldier come in and light the lamp.

　　 After the lights came on, Broken Moon followed suit, nodded at them and said, "Send the meal."

　　Several shadow guards breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly asked people to bring food and drinks in.

　　 Actually, it doesn’t make much difference whether you eat or not.

　　 just...

　　 These three-state elite soldiers have somehow developed the habit of three meals, so he just let the flow go.

　　 More than 80% of the people have already broken through the spiritual realm. They are a spiritual master, and it doesn’t matter how long they eat.

　　 This three-meal problem reminded him of his Joe.

　　 When Joe raised these soldiers on Snow Island, it must be Joe’s wonderful subordinates who brought out this common problem with the elites of the three states...

　　 are all with his family Joe, who looks very kind.

　　 Just eat, and you won’t be able to waste a few grains or spend a few coins.

　　 Broken Moon took a few bites of his chopsticks and put down his chopsticks blankly, "Why is it so noisy outside."

　　Several shadow guards also heard it, and the noise was not far from the camp, and it was as if there was a woman's screaming from crying.

　　 is very ear-piercing.

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