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Although the beauty of the lotus flower is not as beautiful as the rose or the nobility of the peony, it has the word "holiness" all to itself.
Just like Yun Qingwu now.
Although she only wears light makeup and a plain skirt, she is dignified but inviolable.
What's more, Yun Qingwu's speed is very fast, at least faster than the movements of Fang Zheng's right hand. Moreover, she seems to have a good grasp of the timing and movements of evasion.
It is clear…
She had planned this action for a long time, and she should have even practiced it specially.
The posture of turning around is very beautiful, and when combined with the flowing snow-white dress, it is even more beautiful.
However, it was a pity that when she turned around, a hand appeared in front of her eyes. It was a hand that seemed to have been waiting in front of her for a long time.
hand? !
Where did the hands come from
Yun Qingwu didn't quite understand, because she had clearly seen her avoiding Fang Zhengzheng's hand reaching for her veil.
But why is there another hand
The most important thing is that after turning around, he happened to bump into the arm of this hand...
Then, with a slight flick of his face, the black veil came into the hand of this hand.
"You..." Yun Qingwu looked at the black gauze on Fang Zhengzheng's left hand, her expression slightly dull.
The beautiful face was revealed again, with picturesque eyebrows, skin like ice and snow, and pink lips, with a stunning color of purple and red, slightly opened, slightly revealing a row of white teeth.
It was exactly the same as the moment when Fang Zhengyi took off the veil for the first time. With her beautiful and alluring appearance, there was indeed a sense of beauty after a holy lotus was desecrated.
Things in the world are so unpredictable sometimes.
No matter how accurate your calculation is, what is supposed to come will still come!
Fang Zhengzheng gently waved the black gauze on his left hand. Smiling, he looked at Yun Qingwu who took the initiative to run into his arms.
Just as Yun Qingwu expected, she dodged, but what she dodged was Fang Zhengzheng's right hand, but the black gauze now fell into Fang Zhengzheng's left hand.
Another most important point is that there seems to be something wrong with the actions between the two.
Cong Fangzheng stretched out his hands one after the other. Then Yun Qingwu turned to the left, and then, the black gauze fell into Fang Zhengyi's left hand. No matter how it looked, it looked more like Yun Qingwu turned around shyly and lay down in Fang Zhengyi's arms.
If this scene is seen by any talented person or man...
It is estimated that they will kill each other with swords soon. This is blasphemy to the most beautiful lotus in the world, and. It's absolutely unforgivable.
"As a man, you can't just rely on one hand, you must grasp it with both hands, and both hands must be hard!" Fang Zhengzheng expressed his conclusion about this beautiful surprise.
The surprise on Yun Qingwu's face gradually disappeared and was replaced by calmness.
She quietly looked at the young man who was very close in front of her. She did not scream and jump away like other women, but calmly got out of Fang Zhengzheng's arms and sat back on the chair.
"Can I go?" Fang Zhengzheng had no intention of sitting down again.
"Do you think you can leave?"
"The veil has been lifted. You can leave naturally."
"It seems that you do know the purpose of inviting you here." Yun Qingwu's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.
"Yun Qingwu came to Xinhe Mansion just to ask me to play music. I think... if I don't get the top spot on the literary list, there should be some trouble. You top the martial arts list. There is no bet, naturally because of the existence of Yan Xiu. Now that I am at the top of the double list, there will be no trouble outside. Only your trouble is left."
"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to take it off?" Yun Qingwu calmed down abnormally after listening to Fang Zhengzheng's words.
"If I can expose it once, I can expose it a second time. What's so scary?"
"This grand banquet in the Shenhou Mansion will be a storm. Has Mr. Fang decided to go?"
"The storm is coming. If the worst happens, just run away."
"Haha..." A smile finally appeared on Yun Qingwu's face: "Others talk about facing the storm head-on and being calm and calm, but Mr. Fang's first thought is to run away. It's because Qingwu is superficial."
"So, are you considered a Fengyun?" Fang Zhengzheng looked at Yun Qingwu seriously.
The smile on Yun Qingwu's face disappeared, and for the first time she looked hesitant. She did not look at Fang Zhengzheng, but looked at the willow branches fluttering on the shore.
"My surname is Yun."
"Understood."
…
After coming out of the boat, the wind by the Xin River seemed to be getting colder and colder. The talented people looked at Fang Zhengzheng, and Fang Zhengzheng looked at them in the same way. The two looked at each other, and then Fang Zhengzheng spoke.
"Aren't you... cold?"
"Cold?" The talented people looked at me one by one, and I looked at you, but they didn't understand what Fang Zheng said.
Just when he was about to speak, Fang Zhengzheng had already turned around and left...
…
The next day, at the gate of Xinhe Prefecture.
Su Jiu, who was dressed as a servant, stood under the city wall. When she saw Fang Zhengzheng, who was leading a silver-scaled horse not far away and had a leisurely look on his face, he quickly went up to meet him.
"Master Fang, are you leaving the city?"
"You are really well informed." When Fang Zhengzheng saw Su Jiu appearing, he knew that the other party should have been waiting here for a long time.
"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Fang. Our master knows that Mr. Fang is going out of the city. I have something unclear, so I asked the younger one to ask." Su Jiu respectfully helped Fang Zhengzheng lead the silver-scaled horse, and then led Fang Zhengzheng through the city gate. .
"Just ask."
"The head of the family would like to ask, Mr. Fang has time to sit on the boat with others, in front of flowers and under the moon, why did he forget the agreement he made that day in front of Wangyue Tower?"
"Haha, because your boss is too dark!" Fang Zhengzheng smiled slightly.
Go to Wangyue Tower again? To be slaughtered like a sheep
"Too dark?" Su Jiu looked confused, but still respectfully bid farewell to Fang Zhengzheng. Of course, since he came to see him off, Su Jiu still didn't forget about the expenses.
…
After leaving Xinhe Mansion, Fang Zhengzheng rode his silver-scaled horse, and when he rode Juechen, Wu Yu'er looked at the bronze mirror in front of her over and over again in Wangyue Tower.
"Is it black? No way...it's obviously very white, come on!"
"What are your orders, Your Majesty!" A maid in a red dress bowed and walked in immediately.
"What do you think of my skin?"
"The Lord's skin is as white as snow, so bright that it is incomparable. It can be compared to the bright moon in the sky!"
"Well, please step back!" Wu Yu'er nodded, then turned to look at the bronze mirror: "Is this bastard blind?"
…
Are the golden scales just a thing in the pond? They turn into dragons when encountering wind and clouds.
More than ten days later. The capital of the five prefectures in the Northern Desert is Jinlin City.
As an important military city set up by the Great Xia Dynasty to resist the barbarian cavalry in Beibang, one can imagine the prosperity of Jinlin City, with busy traffic and endless flow of traffic, and countless businessmen wearing felt hats shuttled through the city.
However, no matter how big the business traveler is, they will definitely avoid a huge mansion in the city, because there is a pavilion there. The Four Saints, the Bei Desert Divine Marquis Mansion among the Thirteen Mansion.
Two rows of sergeants wearing bright armor guarded the gate of Shenhou Mansion. Each sergeant had a blood-red triangular mark on the chest of his armor.
Shenhou Mansion, Red Feather Guard!
They are the true elites among the sergeants, and they are a symbol of the strength of the Shenhou Mansion in the Northern Desert.
Every Red Feather Guard naturally exudes a murderous intent, a temperament that can only be acquired after experiencing blood and fire battlefields.
No pedestrian wanted to come near them.
However, there is one wearing a green dress at this moment. The girl wearing a silver hairpin walked towards them with light steps. He looked fearless and even had a little arrogance.
The girl walked to the gate of Shenhou Mansion and looked up at the gilded gold plate with the words "Shenhou Mansion" hanging in front of the door, with a deep longing in her eyes.
"It's been a year... finally back!"
At this time, a man wearing a long robe appeared. Some fat middle-aged men also came out of the Shenhou Mansion quickly, followed by several red feather guard sergeants.
As soon as I saw the girl.
The middle-aged man's eyes immediately lit up.
"Oh, Yue'er is back, where is the young lady?" The middle-aged man greeted the girl politely, but his eyes kept looking behind the girl.
"How can I tell you the whereabouts of the young lady?" The girl Yue'er had a haughty expression on her face.
"Uh... Yue'er. Aren't you making things difficult for me? Mr. Hou knows that the young lady has gone to Tiandao Pavilion, but he is looking forward to the young lady's return day and night!" Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man's face immediately turned down.
Unfortunately, he did not dare to embarrass the girl in front of him too much.
Although the girl in front of her is only a maid in the Shenhou Mansion, the person she is serving is Chi Guyan, who is even more important than the Marquis in the Shenhou Mansion.
As Chi Guyan's personal maid, Yue'er does have the ability to be arrogant.
And, no one can do anything about it.
"I can only tell you that Miss is not traveling with me." Yue'er raised her head slightly, then walked around the middle-aged man and strode towards the Shenhou Mansion.
"I'm not going with you? How can Miss not go with you? You've been serving Miss in Tiandao Pavilion for a year, and we went down the mountain together? Miss..." The middle-aged man was surprised, thinking that Miss was alone outside, and was about to say Is there any danger? But after thinking about it, with the young lady's methods, there is no such possibility.
"You are really wordy. How can I know what Miss is thinking?" Yue'er was a little impatient.
"That… "
"Miss said that she will come back before the big banquet!" Yue'er waved her hand and walked towards a quiet independent courtyard in the mansion.
"I have to help the lady clean up first, you people... are too clumsy!"
The middle-aged man did not ask any more questions, but looked at Yue'er's disappearing back with a puzzled expression.
"There are still more than two months before the banquet? What on earth has the young lady been doing?" The middle-aged man was thinking as he walked, and then suddenly he was shocked: "Now the whole dynasty is spreading rumors that the young lady has returned to the Shenhou Mansion. News, but the lady has not come back? What should I do? No, I have to report it to the Marquis right away! "
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After traveling through time, he also came with nine portable grandfathers. Hong Xiaobao is now awesome!
These nine old men are all very shameless! And it’s the kind that has no lower limit! Forget it, the most important thing is that they are still god-level!
This was already bad enough, but with the addition of Hong Xiaobao, a heaven-defying scourge...
Now the world is in big trouble!
Hong Xiaobao: "If you mess with me, I will find at least a hundred ways to make it difficult for you to survive in this world!" (To be continued...)
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