Sang lay far away on the cloud couch, his eyes rolling from time to time, watching the young and beautiful bodyguard turning around in the hall.
He held his arms and looked very bored.
After a long while, he walked over, put his head into the shark gauze tent, and asked her without expression: "Han Shaoling is here, do you want to see him?"
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Does she still have to choose
She thinks that this guard can live to the present, it must be because his mother's medical skills are too good.
"See, why don't you see." Sang sighed far away, "After all, I and him have a marriage deed."
He nodded, left the shark gauze tent, and strode towards the outer hall.
A murmur floated over: "So why am I wasting time here?"
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
As soon as he left, Han Shaoling came in.
Han Shaoling seemed to be in a good mood.
He has used all means to investigate, and the result is that there really is no such person as You Wuming in this world.
Many things are different from the previous life. The person sitting on the Dragon Chair in Tiandu is Jiang Xuhong. The empress of the previous life, Jiang Yanji, eloped with others many years ago, and his whereabouts are still unknown.
The royal family of You did not encounter that bloody killing. The king of Youzhou was very strong in his youth, and he brought up a complete trash. You Yingri—not the gloomy kind of You Wuming who pretends to be a pig and eat a tiger, but a real trash. .
A few days ago, You Yingri ran to Dongzhou and bought the clam fairy from Xifu. When the king of Hanzhou wanted to find him, Pi Diandian came over with the clam fairy. Han Shaoling had only seen him. , You Yingri looks similar to You Yingyue, puffy, and you can see that you are addicted to wine at a glance.
Han Shaoling intends to let Sang see him from a distance, and completely drive away the shadows brought by the lifelessness of his previous life.
"Sang'er, I look good today. I will accompany you around the garden. Later, you will accompany me to meet someone at the dinner." He helped her up very gently.
Sang Yuan nodded politely, let the waitress put a thick cloak on her, followed him, and walked slowly towards the garden.
Walking out of the sleeping hall, a faint anxiety suddenly appeared in my heart, and he couldn't help turning his head back, unconsciously looking at the top of the hall.
Nothing.
As soon as he stepped out of the gate of the Hall of Clouds, a guard hurriedly reported that something was wrong with You Shizi.
Han Shaoling had a bad instinct.
The guard said with difficulty: "You Shizi met Meng Wuyoumeng girl by chance, and fell in love with her at first sight, saying that it was... with the concubine he brought to exchange with the lord..."
Sang Yuan's face was clear.
For the old heroine Mary Su like Meng Wuyou, all the plots surrounding her are that the male partner falls in love with her and makes the male lead jealous, which is normal and normal.
Sang Yuan found that Han Shaoling clenched his fists suddenly.
She took a step back thoughtfully, and gave him a slight salute: "King Hanzhou first go to deal with You Shizi's affairs, I happen to be tired, so I will go back to rest."
She is simply too experienced in this situation!
If there is a female partner on the court of the male lead and female lead, the female partner will definitely be slapped in the face, and there is no discussion. She didn't want to show her face.
Han Shaoling turned his head suddenly and stared at her nervously.
After staring for a long time, she didn't notice that she was unhappy at all.
Han Shaoling couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief—great, she still doesn't know the person and those things about Meng Wuyou. This time, I must hide her from her, wait until she captures her heart, and then slowly confess her love to her.
"Sang'er, it's good to rest," Han Shaoling looked at her affectionately, "I'll be back as soon as possible to accompany you to dinner."
Poor Sang waited a long way until night fell, but didn't see Han Shaoling or his food.
Maybe it's because she looks too beautiful and immortal. Others naturally think that she doesn't eat fireworks. From beginning to end, the waitresses did not come and ask her whether she was hungry or not.
No one asked, nor did she mention it. Seeing nightfall, she held back the waitress and sat alone beside the huge carved wooden window, not knowing what she was waiting for.
It was definitely not waiting for Han Shaoling anyway.
She understands this truth. After the Shura field, the male and female lead will definitely have to go up and down and talk to each other.
After screaming for several times, she finally couldn't restrain herself, calling out calmly: "Guard, please come out."
… I forgot to ask his name!
There was no movement for a while.
Sang stood up from afar and called out: "The guard sent by the King of Hanzhou to protect me, please come out immediately!"
A hesitating voice came from outside the hall: "What's your order, Madam?"
The sound is wrong.
Sang Yuan said, "You come in."
The other party hesitated for a while, opened the door and walked into the hall, standing by his hand.
Not that one.
"What's your order, madam?" the guard asked again.
"Are you on duty?"
The guard replied respectfully and honestly: "The subordinate's cultivation base is in the Seventh Heaven of the Lingming Realm. There is no need to sleep. It is enough for one person to look after the wife."
Sang Yuan found that something was wrong, she hesitated for a moment, and asked, "King Hanzhou only sent you to protect me?"
"Yes." The guard raised his eyes suspiciously. "Madam?"
Sang Yuan's heart sank suddenly.
After thinking for a while, she said, "I'm a little uncomfortable. Can you ask a doctor to come and take a look?"
"Yes, ma'am!"
The imperial doctor came soon.
Sang knocked away from the side and quickly determined that no female doctor's son was serving as a guard in the palace.
She finally realized who was the fault of the ass lips.
That person is not her guard at all, and his mother is not her doctor at all.
So who is he
Sang was far from insomnia all night.
From time to time, she would sit up and look around this gorgeous and deserted hall.
A person who didn't know the details was able to bypass the defenses and sneak to her side. It was a bit shocking to think about it, but she didn't tell the real guard about it.
Intuition tells her that the beautiful snake disease is not malicious to her.
He also brought her such delicious grilled fish.
She couldn't sleep even more when she thought of grilled fish.
Thinking about it, since he met Han Shaoling, he actually let her dove out for a meal!
Can this kind of person be a husband? Can be pulled down!
Hungry, tossing and turning.
Suddenly she remembered the last sentence of that person-"So why am I wasting time here?"
At that time he asked her if she saw Han Shaoling.
She said of course she wanted to see, she and Han Shaoling had a marriage contract after all.
Then he left.
Does he think he doesn't need to continue wasting time on her
So, is he really sent by his mother to marry her
Sang was far conquered by his own brain. She tumbled for a while, too hungry to sleep, so she put on her clothes and sat on the low couch by the window, and looked at the moon with her cheeks up.
She found herself in a distressing situation.
How many episodes can a female partner who can't even fill her stomach live? I have to find a way to contact Sangzhou as soon as possible.
This marriage must be separated quickly!
The royal family who divorced because they didn't have enough to eat are really unprecedented and no one to come after.
Before you know it, it will dawn.
Sang stood up from afar, and suddenly the world turned around. As soon as his legs were soft, he fell under the low couch. His forehead slammed on the wooden legs of the low couch. He knocked out all the hunger in his stomach and turned into Venus. Turn around in front of you.
Just hearing a soft "flutter" sound, a pair of slender and straight legs appeared in front of her eyes.
The man squatted down with his hands on his knees and looked at her sadly: "For a man? Do you need it?"
Sang far found that he was too hungry to speak.
He grabbed her by the arm and lifted her from the ground, his face looked a bit stinky.
He said, "It's not the first day that Han Shaoling slept with other women. Why don't you sleep when he sleeps?"
Sang glanced at him weakly from a distance, and exhaled, "Hungry."
he:"… "
After a long while, he laughed out loud and stared at her weirdly: "If I don't come back, you won't eat?"
Sang Yuanyuan: "... No, I don't have enough food."
"A liar. Han Shaoling can still send you a meal." He frowned in annoyance, "Is it dependent on me?"
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
He hesitated, then bent down and hugged her sideways.
Sang Yuan found that this guy looked weak, but he was actually very strong, with a layer of lean muscles on his body, and he felt powerful.
He put her on the cloud bed and looked down at her: "Do you still eat grilled fish?"
Sang Yuanyuan: "... Soup."
He nodded, jumped out of the window, and disappeared from view.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." The guards outside, the powerhouse of the Seventh Heaven in the Lingming Realm, decorate it
Soon, the bereaved handsome came back.
He brought back a small clay pot, which contained the white and thick sweet fish soup.
He helped her up, she nestled on his chest, took his hand, and drank the fish soup.
"Where is the fish?" She turned to look at him.
"Throw it away," he said naturally, "you didn't mean to have soup."
Sang Yuanyuan looked sad and angry: "... I'm hungry."
His pupils suddenly shrank.
This little sangguo, small and soft, grouped into a small ball, pouting his red lips with a pitiful look, suddenly'boomed', as if crashing into his heart.
"... I'll find it for you again." His voice was a little dry.
"Thank you." She smiled at him, "When I return to Sangzhou, I will definitely repay you."
He nodded sloppily, two beautiful eyebrows tightly twisted together, as if thinking hard about something.
After two steps, he suddenly turned his head, took out two paper deeds from his arms, and patted them on the side of the cloud pillow.
"Here, the marriage deed is one-hearted deed, what you want."
Sang Yuanyuan: "?!"
She picked it up and looked at it.
The silk paper of extraordinary material is engraved with simple and gorgeous dark patterns.
He hugged his arms and looked at her triumphantly, as if waiting for her compliment.
"You can still do fake certificates!" Sang Yuanyuan was full of emotion.
The question is, what is the use of this false certificate
He was a little puzzled, tilted his head, and said: "I'll go find you food first."
"What's your name?" she asked.
He suddenly stopped.
For a moment, Sang Yuanyuan felt that his breath had disappeared.
After a while, he said in a low voice: "Our clan, before adulthood, had no name. I'm twenty-five, but my mother still doesn't give me a name. She said that in the future, my daughter-in-law will tell me what I should be called. name."
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." It's a wonderful family.
"If I can't marry a daughter-in-law, I will never have a name." He said sadly.
Sang Yuanyuan didn't know from which angle to comfort this unfortunate young man.
His eyes suddenly flashed, narrowed his beautiful eyes, and moved closer: "Han Shaoling is here, do you want to see him?"
Sang raised his eyebrows far away: "I don't want to."
"Oh." With a little excitement gleaming in his dark eyes, he turned around and strode out.
Han Shaoling really didn't show up.
About twenty minutes later, the unknown handsome came back with a piece of fresh boiled fish and bamboo rice.
Sang Yuan has never eaten such a delicious and delicate fish.
She ate up the food he had brought back like a raging cloud, and when she turned her head to look, she saw him standing on the edge of the cloud couch, motionless.
"Duplicity." A cold and calm voice floated out faintly.
Sang Yuan followed his gaze and saw the marriage deed and the concentric deed.
"Why don't you want Han Shaoling? I brought you the marriage deed. It's not that I'm reluctant to tear it." He turned around and smiled coldly.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." This drama is pretty good.
Come on, show off!
She rushed forward, grabbed the two deeds, and used a very exaggerated movement to tear them into a hundred pieces, and threw them high.
A strange feeling filled my heart.
It seemed that something was disconnected, and a strange sourness filled the heart, a bit like the taste of broken love.
Concentric agreement.
"Is this a real marriage agreement and concentric agreement?" She stared at him in horror among the flying shreds of paper.
"There are still fakes." He looked at her with idiot eyes.
"So I have made peace with Han Shaoling unilaterally?" Sang Yuan felt dizzy.
"Yeah." He took a step back and looked at her warily, "but I haven't promised to marry you. Xiao Sangguo, don't think too much. I still have to observe carefully."
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Who is thinking too much
"Wait!" She narrowed her eyes suspiciously, "Han Shaoling really came just now? How did you make him disappear?"
He looked indifferent: "I threw the fake that looks like you on You Yingri's bed."
…
Just when Sang Yuanyuan tore the concentric agreement, Han Shaoling stood in the palace where You Yingri was placed, looking at the disheveled You Yingri and Meng Wu worry, his eyes were cold.
He said: "It doesn't matter. I have no worries about dreams, and have no affection at all, but she is a lover, I accidentally touched her, and I have to detoxify her. If you want to be poisoned by her, you can, sleep as you like, or you can. Call Jiang Jinyuan to play together—he really loves this dream without worries."
You Yingri stared at Han Shaoling blankly, the Yin smile on his face completely froze.
Han Shaoling continued cruelly: "It's just a detoxification tool, we can share it with the three of us. But I want to explain in advance that in order not to affect the relationship between my wife and me, I will completely destroy the face of Meng Wu You, you think carefully. , Do you want to sleep with a woman with a terrible face and sleep for a lifetime."
You Yingri was so scared that he shook his hands again and again, and said with a smile: "King Hanzhou, Brother Han, Brother Han, I, I, I, I absolutely don't mean that, no, no, why are you taking it seriously!"
Meng Wuyou on the side heard her heartbroken.
Taking advantage of her unpreparedness, she slammed into Luan Zhu on the side.
"Han Shaoling, I hate you forever!"
Just as Meng Wuyou's head was about to knock on Luan Zhu, Han Shaoling suddenly felt a strong sourness rising from the bottom of his heart! He half-concealed his heart, he didn't even realize that this was the effect of concentric deeds, but thought that he was actually in love with dreams and worry-free.
He shuddered, and without thinking, he rushed forward, blocking her with his body.
She pierced his chest.
Han Shaoling discovered that the force of the collision was not too great, and it was definitely not dead. He would stay in bed for half a month at most.
However, even if he had seen the true face of this woman crying, making trouble, and hanging himself, his heart was still very honestly aching when she saw her seeking death at the moment, which made him feel uncomfortable and frightened.
"Woman, I don't allow you to die."
It turned out that the long-term companionship in the previous life had allowed this woman to take root in his heart, and he could not bear the pain of losing her at all.
Oh my God, did he actually love her! If not, why is his heart sore at this moment! There is absolutely nothing wrong with the instinct of the body, he must be in love with dreams and worry-free...
Meng Wuyou and Sang Yuanyuan, he must have both!
They are all his!
In an instant, Han Shaoling made up his mind.
Since there is no Yu Wuming in this world, then, what else can he not get? Jiangshan, beauties, all these are things in his palm!
Han Shaoling was full of pride, holding up the dream of worry-free crying almost to death, leaving a dazed You Yingri, strode to his bedroom.
"You Shizi, I won't keep you alone!"
Han Shaoling completely accepted Meng Wuyou and used his sturdy body to soothe her sadness. The two of them spent the whole night on the huge bed of the Promise Hall.
He suddenly felt a little stupid. The previous life Sang betrayed herself and followed You Wuming far away. She was the one who took the lead, so why should he be so polite to her
Let her dry for a few days!
…
Sang sat in a daze by the window.
After dinner, the nameless snake went out, and it was dark and still hadn't come back.
She found that she had such a fledgling complex for him—he was the only one feeding her since the journey. Until now, she started to miss him unconsciously when she was hungry.
It's time for supper.
There was more drumming outside, and he finally saw him jump in with one hand on the window sill.
He brought her roasted roe deer meat.
"The evidence you want is almost collected." He squatted opposite, "Just the scene where you, Han Shaoling, and Meng Wuyou appear together. If there are only two of them, Han Shaoling can quibble that Meng Wuyou is you."
Since yesterday, he has used Lingzhu to help her collect evidence to prove that Han Shaoling has found a woman who looks exactly like her—collecting these just in case. If Han Shaoling is willing to break up peacefully, it will naturally be a good time to get together, and everyone is happy.
I'm afraid I'm afraid that the male protagonist is not sober minded and refuses to let go.
Sang Yuanyuan must leave a way for himself.
"Thank you for doing so much for me." She said sincerely while biting the fragrant and crispy meat strips, "I have nothing at this moment, and I can't talk about repaying. You give me some time. I will never be so lonely. use."
He tossed the Lingzhu that he had just brought back, and asked lazily: "What are you going to do?"
"Cultivation." Sang Yuanyuan curled his eyes happily.
He raised his eyebrows: "I am good at this, I will teach you."
His tone was extremely natural, which made her feel a little strange: "After I return to Sangzhou, will you still visit me often?"
"Otherwise? My mother said you are my daughter-in-law." He replied naturally.
Sang Yuanyuan suddenly felt a little flustered.
I saw him lazily leaning against the pillow next to the low couch, with a sad expression: "Little Sangguo, you don't know how terrifying my mother is."
He shook his fingers: "At the age of three, he forced me to wash my muscles and cut my marrow. At the age of seven, I used spiritual marrow to forcibly empower me to break through Lingyao. At the age of ten, he took me to Dongzhou and forced me to practice not to put out the fire. At the age of fifteen, I broke the boundary. A bunch of old men talking about gods and gods have been destroyed every year. From then on, every year, half of the time I was thrown into the ground to kill the underworld demons, and the other half time I was forced to practice a terrible colorful light. Tell me how much I am awful!"
Sang looked at him blankly from a distance. She couldn't help thinking of those kindergarten children who had to attend eight different interest classes a week.
He glanced at her faintly: "A few days ago, she asked me to rescue my daughter-in-law. Little Sangguo, what can I do?"
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." It turned out to be an older man who was forced to go on a blind date.
The inexplicable panic that had just arisen in her heart was slapped to death by her.
"I understand you." She said sincerely, "If you need to deal with your mother, I will definitely cooperate."
"Yeah." He squinted his eyes happily. "Little Sangguo, you are a nice person."
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Is this sending her a good person card
After she finished the barbecue, she could not help but reach out when she saw him rolling the round spirit pearl on the table.
"Let me see what you recorded today?"
She has no spiritual accumulation and can't see the spiritual orb.
"Wow." He suddenly became interested, walked around the low table and squatted next to her. He said, "I put it on the roof, and then I went to barbecue for you. The fake was still there when I left. That dance, I didn't look at it."
Injecting the spiritual aura, the mind of the spiritual pearl glowed with white light.
After a while, like a projection, a square picture appeared in front of him.
Han Shaoling accompanies Meng Wuyou to dinner, Han Shaoling watches Meng Wuyou dancing, Han Shaoling talks to Meng Wuyou, Han Shaoling and Meng Wuyou... go to bed.
Voices and images that are inappropriate for children floated out. Although the details are far away, but...
Sang was so embarrassed that his hair stood upright, and he squinted to see the snake disease beside him.
I saw that he also seemed to be struck by thunder, annoyed clearly floated in his dark eyes, his eyes rolled slowly, and he was forced to calm down.
After a while, the picture and sound finally disappeared.
"Xiao Sangguo, why are you blushing? Just look at the evidence, do you want those messy things?" He turned his head, and the serious wicked complained first.
Sang Yuanyuan: "... I'm not that I didn't!"
He leaned closer, and a handsome face quickly magnified before her eyes.
A dark floral scent accompanied by a warm breath suddenly hit, and he stretched out two fingers and probed her cheeks and forehead.
"So hot, sick?"
Sang Yuanyuan: "... Ah, it's a little uncomfortable."
He picked her up and walked to the bed.
She suddenly discovered that his thin and sturdy forearms and waist were very, very existential, and Ruoyoruowu's good-smelling masculine aura was on her.
Sang Yuanyuan's heart tightened slightly, and he glanced at him, and found that his face was serious.
"I'll find medicine for you." He put her on the cloud couch, quickly retreated to the window, and jumped out.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." is dying.
She seems to have been slapped by a snake disease!
Not long after he left, the gate of the palace was suddenly opened.
Han Shaoling walked in with a full body of alcohol.
Sang Yuanyuan was slightly startled, and quickly got up from the cloud couch and saluteed him upright.
"Sang'er," Han Shaoling snorted, "I have been busy with official business these few days and left you out of the cold. Come, let me get a lot of money to find a spiritual pill. After serving it, it can help you remember the affection between us."
Sang Yuan's instinct was not good, she said vigilantly: "King Hanzhou, are you drinking too much? I'll ask you to make sober soup for you."
While talking, walked quickly to the hall door.
He grabbed her arm.
"Sang'er, are you afraid of me? Why are you afraid of me?" He tugged her and bumped her against his hard chest, "Huh?! Why are you not afraid of You Wuming?"
His expression was a bit hideous: "When you are with You Wuming, why are you not afraid!"
"You are drunk!" The strong alcohol smoke made him feel dizzy.
She was so depressed to death. You Wuming and You Wuming again, this Han Shaoling feels uncomfortable without picking up a green hat for a day, isn't it
"I'm drunk." Han Shaoling squinted and smiled, "I have been thinking about you for two lifetimes, but I don't know how to open up the situation between you and me. After thinking about it, it doesn't need to be so complicated. You are my wife who is married to the Ming media. You just need to be a good husband. Fulfill your obligations, and you and I will be able to play and sing together."
Today, Jiang Jinyuan called him a lot of noise, insisting to see the dream without worry. Today's Jiang Jinyuan is very different. His father Jiang Xuhong is the emperor of the heaven, and Jiang Jinyuan is the real prince, and Han Shaoling does not want to offend him.
Holding a puff of acetic acid, Han Shaoling suddenly remembered that he still had a lady who hadn't used it.
Drinking up, the scene of the past life Sang Yuan Yuan and You Wuming together appeared in front of me, jealousy attacked my heart, and there was only one thought in my mind—possession of her!
So he came.
Sang Yuanyuan had an ominous premonition in his heart, staring at the pills twisted in his hand in horror.
At first glance, you know it's not a good thing!
She calmed down and smiled calmly: "Then, let me take a shower first..."
"Take the medicine and go again." A dark fire was burning in his eyes.
Intuition tells Sang Yuanyuan that if she refuses, he will just open her mouth and stuff the pill into her belly.
Heroes don't suffer from immediate losses.
Go to the bathroom to throw up.
She smiled, took the pill from him, and took it without hesitation.
"King Hanzhou," she smiled sheepishly, "wait for me."
Han Shaoling's scalp was crisp.
She pointed him with her fingertips, forced him to back up a few steps, and fell on the cloud couch.
"Don't move, wait for me here!" She winked again.
Han Shaoling, who was already drunk and dim, couldn't find North.
"Okay!" He grinned his teeth with a grin.
Sang escaped far from the sleeping hall.
A heat wave spread from the stomach and swept across the body.
She gritted her teeth and said to the waitress: "I want to bathe in cold water."
When stepping into the tub, she found that she didn't even have the strength to vomit. In the cold water, it was still dying hot.
Fortunately, Han Shaoling drank a lot of wine. Fortunately, she stabilized him.
There seemed to be 10,000 ants crawling in her body, and it was difficult for her to wake up when she stuffed her head into the water.
This medicine is extremely powerful!
Presumably Han Shaoling is also in a rude, and is determined to deal with her.
It was just when it was uncomfortable, when I saw the gate of the palace, a lanky figure strode in, and teleported to the side of the wooden barrel, looking down at her with an inexplicable expression.
It's him, the snake is sick, he's back.
Sang pinched himself a few times, sure it was not an illusion, and then whispered to him—
"Help."
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