She is indeed a beauty.
A few days ago, Meng Fuyao had the honor to observe her wonderful body with his own eyes.
When Meng Dawang, who thought he came from the modern age, had read the world of fake girls with pink lips and red lips, and had a deep and transparent understanding of beauty and body art, and therefore had a very high concentration, was still uncontrollably drooling and thinking about it. , it can basically prove that the beauty is very good.
Meng Fuyao's small universe was shining brightly, but the person stepped back.
Holding the sword in his arms, Tie Cheng looked at his master strangely - he looked like he wanted to pounce on his face, but his actions seemed like he wanted to run like a wolf, what was she trying to do
Guard Tie never wanted to worry about her master's chastity—anyway, the people around her were not good people, the prince treacherous, Hanhuang Ba, Zong Yuedu, Yun Hen...Yun Hen didn't like him—don't ask why he didn't like it ,have no idea.
Is there anyone in the world who is worthy of Meng Fuyao? The Iron Guard would always shake his head firmly at this question.
Meng Fuyao smiled at Tie Cheng's gaze, she would never know an unbreakable formula of truth she exchanged with bloody life experience: beauty is troublesome, and it is directly proportional.
In front, the beauty is still dressed in black, standing on a dirt bag in front of the city gate with his hands behind his back, looking down at the city gate of the Xuanyuan Kingdom in the night, he seems to be very suitable for black, the coldness and vigor exuding from his slender body is like the night Silently and instantly soaked into the ground, he also seems to like tights very much. The whole body is tied up and down without any extra cloth corners. Obviously, it is not for the purpose of highlighting his amazing body, but for convenience.
Meng Fuyao could almost imagine that once this streamlined and neat body is fully unfolded and plunged into the darkness, it will surely be like a gleaming dagger with the sharpest and sharpest lines, the smoothest and most in line with the mechanics of the human body, cutting without hindrance in an instant. The cracked darkness blew out for thousands of miles, like a black fine silk satin meeting the polished scissors, cutting it down, "whee—"
No resistance, maximum speed.
Ninety-nine percent of this person's occupation is a killer.
Meng Fuyao squatted on one side far away, wanting to see how the killer beauty entered Xuanyuan—Xuanyuan's border checkpoints are very strict, with tall towers and heavy guards, and those without a pass order are not allowed to enter. Meng Fuyao did have Xuanyuan's pass order, but only one However, Tiecheng's dead child refused to leave her side, and breaking through the checkpoints in full view during the day was too inconsistent with King Meng's usual low-key style—she liked to kill people at night.
Meng Fuyao originally planned to sneak across the border of Xuanyuan Kingdom tonight, not wanting to meet the beauty here, looking at the back of the beautiful woman, there must be no such impersonal things as customs clearance orders, Meng Fuyao really wanted to know how he would get there.
In the night, the figure remained motionless.
Then, it suddenly floated up like a fallen leaf.
As soon as he floated, he floated onto the city wall, passed through the blind corner where the lights of the turrets couldn't reach, and gently stuck to the wall, his whole body and the iron-black wall became one.
His posture is a bit weird - he is hanging upside down on the city wall, with his toes hooked into the cracks of the city wall, his head and hands hanging down above the city gate, this posture is extremely challenging and difficult, Meng Fuyao thought he was going with him I have the same plan—to cross the city wall and pass through the tower at night to kill a few people if necessary, but seeing him hanging upside down and motionless, it looks like he is waiting for something.
Meng Fuyao became curious, sneaked closer, lay down in the grass, and waited.
The moonlight of the autumn night is cool, and the frontier of Xuanyuan Kingdom is peaceful. The soldiers patrolling under the moon could never have imagined that at this moment, on the city wall below them, there is a person waiting silently, and in the grass on the hillside farther away, There is also a pair of bright eyes, shining like the moonlight.
What's more, they don't know that the owners of these two pairs of calm eyes are about to bring huge and irreparable waves to Xuanyuan.
The moonlight was slanting towards the west, and it was more than half of the night, that person was very patient, and Meng Fuyao was also very patient, because she was lying on the ground, and suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes in the distance.
The sound of swift horseshoes hitting the ground was just far away, but in a blink of an eye, it came close. On the dirt road under the moonlight, the white horse was very handsome, and its feet were extremely fast. In an instant, they arrived at the gate of the city.
Meng Fuyao's eyes flashed - she knew what the beauty was going to do.
It's just... She frowned... What should I do next
Riding on Xinghuo, he galloped all night and quickly alarmed the guards on the gate of the border city. Then he heard a series of footsteps and commands, and a torch was quickly lit on the top of the city. A man who looked like a captain leaned down and asked loudly: "Come Whoever it is, you can't pass the night!"
Immediately, the masked black-clothed knight sneered and remained silent, and flashed a golden token towards the lights that came down from the tower.
Meng Fuyao was far away, so he couldn't see the appearance of the token clearly, but he heard the people on the tower who seemed to be taken aback, and his voice changed immediately: "I don't know if it's the special envoy of the Holy Palace, I'm sorry, come here, open the door for your lord! "
The lantern was retracted, and there was another sound of chaotic footsteps, and immediately the knight sneered triumphantly, and waited for the city gate to open for him with his arms crossed.
It was at this moment that he was still waiting alone, and the people at the top of the city shrank back after confirming that he was upright, and the guards at the city gate hadn't had time to open the door.
This is the only moment you can take advantage of.
The person hanging upside down above the city gate suddenly floated down.
Like a dead leaf falling naturally from a branch, it floated in front of the knight horse. Just as the knight caught a faint black shadow in his pupils, he suddenly felt a chill in his throat.
Carelessly and lightly like a beauty's slender fingers brushing a flower, the petals of life are instantly plucked.
Before the blood light had time to shoot out, the beauty in black slapped the tip of her sword, and somehow the blood was sealed. He raised his hand, and in the darkness, he made an elegant gesture like playing a piano and playing a sheng, and an extremely elegant and smooth arc of light flashed across. In an instant, there was already a bloody and complete skin in his hand!
Then he raised his hand and threw the corpse upwards!
The corpse flew up to the city wall without a sound. With a flick of his sleeve, a white light flew out from the bottom of the sleeve, and passed through the corpse, nailing the corpse firmly to the city gate, where he stayed just now!
"Squeak—" The heavy city gate opened at this moment.
At this moment, the one who came into the guard's field of vision was already holding the gold medal. The cold and arrogant "masked knight" just now, the guard bowed humbly. There is no place around the city where you can hide your body, not even grass.
A soldier with a sharp nose sniffed the air suspiciously, and said doubtfully, "Why is there a bloody smell..." He was slapped hard by the squad leader in the middle of his words, and pouted at the knight's back. Immediately, it dawned on me—I heard that the Holy Palace Knights are all domestic killers who carry out top secret missions, and it is normal to smell blood on their bodies.
The guards didn't find anything, so they went back in peace, stretched out their hands, and carefully invited the "knight" to enter the border. The man nodded sharply, and suddenly turned half-turned to look behind him, then swung his horse and rode through the autumn night and moonlight and go.
The city gate slowly closed again, and Meng Fuyao on the hillside let out a long sigh of relief.
Damn... really ruthless.
The precision and ruthlessness of the shot, the timing is simply wonderful!
Hanging the city gate upside down, waiting for the prey to show the token and call to open the city gate before he makes a move. From the guard verifying the token to going down the city, it takes only half a cup of tea. He falls, kills, skins, and crucifies the corpse in one go. It was completed in a blink of an eye, turning killing into an art.
The most wonderful thing is to crucify the corpse, which completely utilizes the blind spot of people's thinking, because there is no place to hide the corpse around, so no one would expect to look up above the city gate, and there is a corpse nailed alive.
It is conceivable that the discovery of such a dead body nailed to the city wall at the Xuanyuan border city gate tomorrow will cause a sensation and shock.
This killer beauty is not only proficient in killing skills, but also seems to know the situation in Xuanyuan very well. It can be seen that he knows that there will be some "special envoy of the Holy Palace" to pass the customs tonight, and specially come to wait for Li Daitao to stiffen. Presumably it is not something to be taken lightly.
This person came with bad intentions, and it seemed that something was going to happen in Xuanyuan's country.
Meng Fuyao thought about his look before he left, this guy must have found himself, what does that look mean? Tell me to learn too
So she learned.
She didn't learn it very well—the method of face-cutting was too delicate for her to be proficient in, so she drew a big cross.
Soon, the desks of the intelligence departments of the emperors of all countries put such a news-on X, X, X, the border of Xuanyuan was invaded, and the intruders used vicious and bold methods. Lost, two crosses on their faces, suspected to be the result of demonstrations in Xuanyuan's neighboring countries XX and XX, Xuanyuan Zhengti riding around and searching closely... The Wuzhou Continent, which has been peaceful for many years, may soon be at war again... and so on.
This information naturally entered the field of vision of the Dahan Intelligence Department. Unfortunately, you are busy looking over the stones to see if there are any spies below. When it comes to important information, I have already sadly missed the first time...
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Huguo Temple in Kunjing, Xuanyuan State, has always been the most lively place in Kunjing. Its appearance is similar to the overpass of modern old Beijing. There are stalls selling food, reselling cultural relics, practicing the style, a mixture of three religions and nine streams, of course. Some low-grade goods, such as pots and pans in front of the gable, brooms, dustpans and baskets, can basically be used three times before returning to grandma’s house. Teeth were broken after a while, and flour was mixed in the ones selling salt, and the cotton stalls were full of coarse cloth, blue cloth, moon white, gray, light blue and other colors, the cloth used by ordinary people, stuffed in the warehouse, washed Two water will rot the edge.
In short, it is a place where profiteers live and a concentration camp for swindlers, but because of the clutter, sometimes you can find new gadgets and unexpected good things.
On the west side of the gable of Huguo Temple, there are usually Sanxi stalls and paddle fields. Whoever arrives will grab it first, and the early ones will occupy the land.
Early this morning, the sound of the gong was deafening.
"Daddy, aunt, big brother, big sister, folks... Dang Dang Dang..." The gong beater surrounded the field with rope and white cloth, and the crowd stood still in twos and threes curiously.
"Pass by, don't miss it... Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang plaster on his forehead, and benches coming in and out, a little more onlookers.
"Brothers first arrived in Guibao... Dangdangdang..." The gong beater climbed up the stool, and the onlookers yawned.
"I have no money to visit my relatives, my elder brother is still sick at home and has no money to treat him..." The gong beater wiped his tears, and the onlookers continued to yawn.
"The boss packed up his clothes and threw him out the door..." the gong knocker wiped his tears, but the onlookers were indifferent.
"I fell into the gutter when I went out..." Wiping tears, indifferent indifference.
"I hit a bone in the gutter, and two fighting dogs thought I was going to snatch food, so they jumped up and bit me..." The gong beater tearfully tried to take off his pants to show the wound, and the onlookers all said "shh— "
"Crawled out of the gutter, a carriage ran over my elder brother's hand..." the gong beater wailed, showing the paws of "big brother" wrapped in rice dumplings, and the onlookers were finally moved—these two dead children are too unlucky, right
"My eldest brother grabbed her and refused to let go to ask for medical expenses, and was kicked by the eldest sister..." The gong beater burst into tears, "big brother" silently gritted his teeth and trembled, and the onlookers sympathized—look at this child's anger.
"I went to the hospital to see my injuries. I didn't have the money to buy good medicines. I don't know what kind of bad medicines the black-hearted doctors gave. They stink all over my life. If you don't believe me, you heard it..." The gong beater made a gesture to untie the elder brother's pants, and everyone stretched their necks Enthusiastic, "Big Brother" gripped his crotch tightly and gritted his teeth: "I said, master, can you be a little bit more?"
"...and then I met Kunjing's bully again..."
"Come on, let's pay." With tears in her eyes, the aunt unbuttoned the skirt of the skirt, and then undid the triple buttons in the skirt, took out the small bag inside, opened the thirteen layers of handkerchiefs, and revealed the double-wrapped money bag, and tremblingly took out... A copper coin.
A copper coin! ! !
Everyone looked at the girl beating the gong with admiration—God, iron mouth, the iron hen who hasn't given charity in thirty years, unexpectedly relapsed today!
The aunt of the Li family in the persimmon alley of Tiejiao Street, Kunjing, Kunjing, Xuanyuan State, is known as the number one iron hen in Kunjing. It is said that if she wants to pay an extra copper coin for her, it is better than letting the little princess of Xuanyuan's house hide a man in the boudoir of the rabbit. Still difficult.
Then everyone's eyeballs fell again.
The person who beat the gong didn't understand the representativeness and importance of this record-breaking copper coin with sufficient historical significance, so he stretched out his hand to stop it, and said solemnly: "You will not be rewarded for no merit. Although my brother is poor, he will not be empty-handed." Wolf, I am here to perform art today, earning money through art is noble, otherwise I will really become a beggar bird."
"The baby has ambition!" The aunt looked at the child beating the gong kindly... he is really a pretty boy, and at least one tael of silver can be sold to the elephant house...
"It's all about talking!" Someone impatiently asked, "Can you play with a big knife? Can you play with a crescent shovel? Can you walk with a silk rope? Can you play with a banner..."
The gong player smiled, raised his finger, and shook his head.
"What's so new about that? Brothers who are new to your land, naturally want to show something interesting to the folks, so as not to let down the emperor's footsteps. Let everyone see the world, and look at me... Dang Dang Dang! "Bang the gong vigorously, "Unparalleled in the world, a peerless jade tree facing the wind, a pear tree shaking the world, weeping ghosts and gods, going up to the poor, and down to the yellow spring, no matter where you go, it's hard to see—the number one rabbit in the world!"
Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!
"God Rabbit" appeared.
A whole body of black hair - the one that has been disguised, a red robe - that is in his own bag, four short legs - that of Mr. Yuan Bao.
The "God Rabbit" galloped up to a big red lacquered box as a stage, grinned a standard smile with four bright front teeth, and waved its paws politely at the spectators.
If the original owner of this "rabbit" was present, he would probably vomit blood in his heart - the rare treasure mouse, which is a precious god's pet that comes out once in a hundred years, and whose wisdom is equal to that of a human being, fell into the hands of Meng Fuyao, and turned into a third-rate street performer to make a living...
The "favorite" itself does not have the self-awareness of noble blood, and enjoys the feeling of being surrounded by the eyes of the crowd. He looks back slowly and smiles, and his four teeth are full of coquettishness...
"Ah! Little black rabbit!"
"Rat!"
"Civet cat!"
"weasel!"
Lord Yuan Bao's face darkened, and he glared at Meng Fuyao hatefully—who the hell told you to dye my hair black? Destroy my Yushu Linfeng image!
"Folks, look over here!" Meng Fuyao beat the gong vigorously, "A peerless divine rabbit who can read..."
"Can you read?"
"Can't you? Bragging."
"You brat! Watch out for black bricks!"
Meng Fuyao waved his hand and said with a smile: "True gold is not afraid of fire, it's a donkey or a horse, a rabbit or a weasel, just pull it out for a walk and you'll know."
She banged on the gong, attracting the crowd from all around. Seeing a few ordinary-dressed men with calm expressions approaching, her eyes flashed, and she said with a smile: "Speaking of my rabbit, there is nothing unusual about it." , that’s right.”
There was a bang in the crowd—literacy is already rare enough, so why talk about being right? Immediately someone shouted excitedly: "What if you can't get it right?"
"Send my elder brother to be your house slave!" Heixin Meng Fuyao pointed at "elder brother" Tie Cheng in pity, "If he is cured, he will be a strong man who can work!"
"Okay, I'll make one first, Red Flower!"
Master Yuan Bao raised his head in disdain, and ignored it—too belittling my IQ.
"Please, can it be more than five words?" Meng Fuyao sighed, "Don't insult the wisdom of our God Rabbit."
Everyone began to think hard about the couplets. This is the bitterness of the lower classes. There is not much ink. A man scratched his head and thought for a long time, and suddenly touched a louse, and he licked it in his mouth. The louse was too big and bit his. Teeth, while regretting the premature aging of the teeth, the man had a sudden inspiration and shouted: "This rabbit's front teeth are so big!"
Master Yuan Bao was furious, snapped a few biscuits and threw them out.
"Your mother's hind legs are thick enough!"
…
"His father went out to hit the big luck"
"Your mother deserted you"
…
"There are outstanding people here, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful." A poor scholar shook his head with interest.
"Your mother is flying sand and walking stones, and she is amazing."
…
"Hey! How can you fight wits with humans!" Poor Confucianism was furious.
"Whoa! Your mother can be more stupid than a mouse!"
Aunt Li asked Meng Fuyao dully: "Why does it say everything about your mother?"
Meng Fuyao replied with deep feeling and melancholy: "Because you lack maternal love..."
Aunt Li continued to be sluggish: "It's it... is it really a rabbit?"
"Actually..." Meng Fuyao drawled his voice meaningfully, and Aunt Li and the onlookers pricked up their ears desperately.
"It's just a rabbit."
"..."
"Wonderful!"
At this time, there was a roar of applause from below, and all the strollers in the Huguo Temple crowded over, and copper coins rained down—God Rabbit, really God Rabbit!
Mr. Yuan Bao puffed his chest and grinned, very into the role, he personally took the copper coins and threw them into the small basket - the feeling of earning money by himself is an honor, although the sum of these copper coins is not enough to buy a button of one of his robes...
Meng Fuyao clasped his fists together, and bowed with a smile like a flower: "Thank you for your support, thank you for your support..."
Countless people rushed forward, wanting to pay respect to Master Rabbit, who is "literate and full of words, full of your mother", Meng Fuyao stuffed that very expressive guy into his sleeves, and smiled: "I'm shy, please don't disturb me!" As he thinks about creation, if there is anything he can contact with your manager—this mere mere..."
Master Yuan Bao is rampaging desperately in her sleeve - let me out! You son of a bitch, my lord, it's rare for me to find the pleasure of grassroots...
Aunt Li squeezed in, and looked at Meng Fuyao and her sleeves kindly with the eyes of sizing up gold: "Little brother, you are not familiar with this place, and elder brother was injured again. If you don't dislike it, my wife, my family..."
"Take a step to speak."
A steady male voice suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two, with an irresistible domineering aura in the calm voice, more than one person came, and Aunt Li was already squeezed away by thrusting left and right. The exposed unicorn bag immediately changed his expression, and retreated silently.
He actually fell in love with the people of the Prince Regent's Mansion. This kid doesn't know if it's a blessing or a curse...
"Big brother, what are your orders?" Meng Fuyao asked with a smile, "Will you give me any money?"
"There will be rewards of course, maybe more than you imagined." The person came straight to the point, pointing to Meng Fuyao's sleeve, "You just sold that 'God Rabbit' to us." He used an affirmative tone, He took out a heavy money bag from his arms and threw it into Meng Fuyao's arms, "Three hundred taels."
The people watching from afar let out a "wow", three hundred taels! Ordinary people's homes cost ten years! The Regent's Palace is a big deal!
There were also people who looked at Meng Fuyao with comprehension and envy—I heard that the little princess of the Wangfu went out a few days ago and came back depressed and often fell ill. Most people will fall in love with this pair of rabbits, this kid is lucky, three hundred taels, a fortune.
The guard threw the money bag, and waited for Meng Fuyao to deliver the rabbit. Meng Fuyao weighed the money bag in his hand, smiled and said: "It's so heavy..." He threw it back with his backhand.
The person who changed the Regent's Palace was surprised, and the guard frowned: "How dare you think too little?"
"No, no." Meng Fu shook his finger, "Have you heard of it? With a full meal and no knocking on the rice bucket, my rabbit is the magic weapon for my wandering around the world to make money. My brothers and I count on it I have earned money for a lifetime, and now I sell it all at once, where will I find a way to survive in the future?"
"Is three hundred taels not enough for you?"
"Three hundred taels," Meng Fuyao smiled, and turned to look at him, "Supposedly it is enough, but if you have life, you can spend money if you don't, what do you want it for?"
"What do you mean?" The guard was startled, and said angrily, "You think we are renegades?"
Meng Fuyao shook his head again, and looked at him with pity, how could this child's IQ be worse than Master Yuan Bao's "Your mother is right"
"Now that I have taken these three hundred taels and left this busy market, all the thieves and robbers in Kunjing will probably miss me," Meng Fuyao smiled, and glanced at Li, whose face changed and retreated. Aunt, and some other big-waisted people mixed in with the crowd, "Boy, I'm weak and thin, so I can't stand it."
The guard immediately understood, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You are smart, so what do you want?"
"Give me a real meal." Meng Fuyao spread his hands, "My brother is wandering all over the world, and I really don't want to go on. Three hundred taels will buy my brother as a domestic slave. It's fair and affordable, and there is no deception."
This request is not too much, but the guard hesitated. The Prince Regent's Mansion is different from other princely mansions. The requirements for entry have always been very strict. Anyone who has a Kunjing household registration is innocent and has a guarantor is not allowed to enter. Moreover, such foreign slaves can only clean outside the three gates. The domestic slaves in the inner house are all eunuchs and maids. This kid wants to enter Wangfu, he really has no right to let him in.
Seeing it, Meng Fuyao didn't speak, and said with a smile, "The boy has been performing here for the past few days, and he will change places in a few days. If adults like it, remember to come and join us." After finishing speaking, he did not hesitate to simply then go.
The guard said "Hey you—" and then stopped, and a guard beside him said: "This rabbit is really fun, the little princess must like it, why don't you go back and report to the princess, let her speak if you want this thing Bar."
Several people nodded and left, Meng Fuyao listened to the conversation and smiled with the corners of his lips curled up.
Show off my ingot, and wait for you to come to the door obediently...
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Meng Fuyao performed for three days, with different tricks every day.
Day 1: Right and right, "Your mother is right" shocked the world.
On the second day, for the ballet on ice, Meng Fuyao personally used the treasure of moon spirit training to condense the ice, and created a blurred, dreamy, and colorful ballet on ice for "Master God Rabbit". Basically, the performance was very successful, except for " "Master God Rabbit" has a little bit of an unsightly figure, but the rest is perfect.
On the third day, in the free fight, the three mice were beaten by Mr. Yuan Bao's "hand roll straight and front somersault 180 degrees", until their noses were blue and their faces were swollen and their heads were covered.
Three days later, the bombarding news that "the Huguo Temple has a multi-talented rabbit who can meet couples, dance and fight" spread throughout Kunjing. Force the most legendary prince among the political figures in Wuzhou mainland.
When the three of them met at night to count the small but surprising amount of copper coins, two of them burst into tears. Meng Fuyao was excited that he had finally discovered a promising future superstar, and Master Yuan Bao burst into tears when he found out. , it turns out that his rat life is still very meaningful and valuable. After following his master for so many years, he has been shrouded by his infinitely brilliant aura and aura. A short-sighted house pet with a bigger belly than his head and a bigger hip than his belly (in the words of the prince). It has to be said that although Meng Fuyao is thick, shameless, cunning, treacherous, vicious, lazy, sinister and hateful...but he still has a good eye.
When Master Yuanbao used his individual power to feed two big living people, it felt that its image was magnificent and tall, and those eldest grandsons Wuji, Heizhu, Taiyan, and Meng Fuyao all shrank countless times in front of them. Under its sturdy belly...
When ordering food that night, Master Yuan Bao dragged Meng Fuyao by the ear and took her to the most luxurious "Tian Shang Lou" in the city, grabbed the menu, ordered with his paws, and wanted to treat the two of them to a good meal, Meng Fuyao smiled , I thanked it very gratefully for its gift, and when paying the bill, I quietly slipped a silver coin from under the table to Xiaoer—the copper coins earned by Mr. Yuanbao are actually not enough for half of the meal...
On the fourth day, when Meng Fuyao knocked on the basket again, she was suddenly startled.
In the crowd, there was a figure that seemed somewhat familiar. He was tall and slender in black tights. He stood quietly in the turbulent crowd, like a black reef that would not be shocked by the impact of the water and stood forever.
He looked at Meng Fuyao from afar, the corners of his slightly raised eyes were gorgeous and fierce, his eyes were like the best quality glass, every angle was so dazzling that people dare not look directly at them, and his lips were sharply defined, gorgeous and shockingly red.
masculinity.
This word suddenly popped up in Meng Fuyao's heart, especially the last word, color, he is the most colorful man she has ever seen, just like his body is beautiful and clear, his complexion is also extremely beautiful, It seems that the facial features are not stunning, but the ink-cut sideburns, jade-like skin, glass-like eyes, and flame-like red lips, the whole person is as bright as a colorful flag, so flamboyantly flamboyant that it catches people's eyes.
Meng Fuyao stared at him in a daze, looking at this man who was completely different from his grandson Wuji who was graceful and elegant, Zhan Beiye who was bright and calm, and Zong Yue who was as light as a cherry and clean and crystal clear, but that man suddenly smiled at her, and then turned around.
Just turning around, the crowd flocked and dispersed, and Meng Fuyao could no longer see his shadow, as if the man who painted colorful colors into her eyes just now had never appeared at all.
She looked away, smiled thoughtfully, and thought, I will see you again.
Just as the gong was about to be struck again, the crowd was suddenly separated, and the guards of the Prince Regent's Palace, who had appeared before, lined up in an imposing manner.
They walked towards Meng Fuyao with tidy steps and smiles of alms and gifts.
Meng Fuyao put down the gong, looked at it with a smile, and gently stroked Master Yuan Bao's hair who was hard at work performing.
To tell the truth, she is still reluctant to let her eldest grandson Wuji's beloved pet perform in the street. Now that this hard work is finally over, if she continues to sell it, she is afraid that one day her eldest grandson Wuji will come back and find out, and she will suffer from it.
She raised her eyes with a smile, and looked at the extremely high blue sky in late autumn and early winter. A group of wild geese flitted across the blue sky, their figures turned and swayed like ink stains, forming a "B" for a while, and a "T" for a while. "Character…
Xuanyuan Sheng, His Royal Highness the Prince Regent.
I, King Meng, are here too!
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The Prince Regent's Mansion is really big... The new pet servant has been living here for less than half a month, yet he hasn't visited the entire mansion yet. Every day he can only look up at the highest Lintian Building in the middle of the inner courtyard of the Palace.
However, this is also related to her identity. As the pet servant of the little princess of the palace, Meng Fuyao was assigned a room in the inner courtyard. A courtyard wall with a wide red gate is their forbidden area - it is said that it is connected to the imperial palace.
There is only one house for his "brothers". Meng Fuyao doesn't care, but Tie Cheng is uncomfortable. He insists on keeping vigil outside the door every night, but Meng Fuyao takes pictures of him back—in this crisis-ridden regency. The palace guards the night outside his gate? Make trouble.
The two "brothers" sleep on the floor, sleeping with Yuan Bao in between, Yuan Bao is always the one who gets the best treatment, has his own small bed, and the golden toilet is out of order, but the little princess personally sewed a duvet for it, Mr Yuan Bao is very happy Satisfaction—Compared to Meng Fuyao, any woman is like a woman.
The rabbit-like little princess, student Xuanyuan Yun, still has that rabbit temperament. When she saw Meng Fuyao for the first time, she blushed; when she saw Tie Cheng, she blushed;
Naturally, Meng Fuyao is not the face of the Zhenwu Conference now. Anyway, she has too many human skin masks. Her personal hobby is to play all kinds of beautiful boys with small temperament-good looks bring troubles and also bring troubles. Convenience, Meng Fuyao is basically not afraid of any trouble now, so naturally he wants to seek a lot of convenience for himself.
The convenience is obvious, Xuanyuan Yun really liked it when she saw it, and she granted Meng Fuyao the first three times to enter the inner courtyard freely, but she also repeatedly asked her not to enter the inner courtyard for the last time.
Meng Fuyao obediently agreed, and brought Mr. Yuan Bao in to accompany her for an hour every day as usual.
This day Master Yuan Bao didn't perform after he came, but he held Xuanyuan Yun's hand and sighed. Xuanyuan Yun looked up at Meng Fuyao in astonishment, and Meng Fuyao said with a frowning face: "It heard that one of its distant relatives was eaten by wolves, and it is sad. .”
As she spoke, she stared carefully at Xuanyuan Yun's expression - did she know about Zong Yue's captivity
There was nothing unusual in Xuanyuan Yun's expression, but her eye circles were red because she was teased by Master Yuan Bao's jade-like appearance, and she sat there and suddenly started to cry.
Meng Fuyao was overjoyed—there was a show!
But there was a look of panic on his face, and he hurriedly apologized: "The rabbit hurt the little princess, I will take it down and beat him up."
"Don't." Xuanyuan Yun hurriedly stopped, wiped away her tears and said, "No... no... I just remembered something sad..."
Meng Fuyao shut up, numb, and stared blankly at the sky - at this moment, you can't ask in a hurry, this child is already holding back, and he will obediently pour the beans out of the bamboo tube.
Sure enough, Xuanyuan Yun waited for her for a while, and saw that she had the same zombie-like face as the other servants, and sighed in disappointment, but hugged Lord Yuan Bao, and said softly: "You can still feel sad for your own distant relatives... but I don't Knowing whom I should grieve for..."
Meng Fuyao continued to be deaf.
Xuanyuan Yun continued undefended: "When will Brother Yue come back... Father Wang promised me to invite him back and return his title. I have waited until today, but there is no news. Father King said that he will not come back..."
Meng Fuyao's eyebrows twitched.
Didn't Xuanyuan Yun know that Zong Yue had already fallen into Xuanyuan Cheng's hands
Xuanyuan Yun and Xuanyuan Sheng once asked to return Zong Yue's title
In other words, she revealed Zong Yue's identity and hiding place
This child was born in a royal family, the darkest, deepest and most capricious royal family in the world, how could he be so childish
With anger, Meng Fuyao raised her head and glanced at Xuanyuan Yun, but this time she only saw a little girl in a pink and yellow dress, with water-cut eyes, a beautiful nose and jade muscles, and a cheek so delicate that it was a half-bloomed pink hibiscus flower. Like a flower, against Mr. Yuan Bao's silky hair, the eyes are slightly red, and the hibiscus flower is even more delicate and beautiful, and it is full of beauty in the cool autumn wind.
She is a real pearl-like little princess raised in a greenhouse without the filth and filth of the world.
It wasn't Ya Lanzhu, who fled around the world at the age of twelve, or Feng Jingfan, who "devoted himself to Buddhism" and traveled like a diplomatic ambassador to various countries since childhood.
Her life has no cracks, it is as fresh and translucent as a mirror, and what shines into her life has always been the wonderful scenery created for her by her father. The greatest hardship she has suffered in her life is probably in the open air in front of the Dahan Commander's Mansion that night.
No wonder her father came to participate in the Zhenwu Conference in the end, because he was afraid that his little princess would suffer from the misfortunes of the world, so he wanted to take it back in person.
Meng Fuyao secretly sighed, wondering how Xuanyuan Yun recognized Zong Yue, and gave the news to her father, it was her fault, why did she let Xuanyuan Yun see Zong Yue in the first place
The matter has come to this point, it is useless to sigh, since Xuanyuan Yun did not intend to harm Zong Yue, then there is still a chance to fight for it.
Her gaze stayed on Xuanyuan Yun for too long, the child was a martial artist after all, she looked back in surprise, but Meng Fuyao had already withdrawn her gaze.
She bid farewell to Xuanyuan Yun, and slowly returned to her room. When she passed the third entrance of the inner courtyard, she suddenly saw a person leaning against the pavilion in the pavilion by the blue pool in the garden, facing the flowers and shining the water.
Judging from the back view and clothes, he seemed to be a slender man. Meng Fuyao had never seen a man with such a thin waist, nor had he seen a man whose back could be so... enchanting.
His long sleeves hang down on the water, and the moon-white cloud brocade sleeves also meander like a cloud, passing over the clear ripples, with a few round ripples like moon rings, his waist is slender, his fingers are like flowers, his back is facing Looking at Meng Fuyao, facing a deep purple emperor chrysanthemum that seemed to be unopened, with thousands of strands flowing, she sang softly:
"The ice wheel on the island is just turning, and the jade rabbit has risen eastward early... The ice wheel leaves the island, and the universe is very bright... The bright moon is in the sky, which happens to be Chang'e leaving the Moon Palace..."
The garden is full of silence, the wind blows and the flowers fall a few times, the man like a weak willow on the blue pond of the Baiyu Pavilion is soft and elegant, and his voice is like wine.
It turned out to be a natural good voice, broken and broken, yet reserved and gentle, each bit between the teeth and under the lips, every word is intoxicating, what's more rare is the shyness, resentment, joy and anger in the libretto Vigorous, elegant and introverted charm, captivating and captivating, yet elegant and charming.
Meng Fuyao stayed where she was and couldn't move—she had never heard of drama before, and she never understood why Mei Lanfang and other men could play the role of a female role in Liyuan to monopolize the coquettishness. Now that she saw the man's radiant singing style with her own eyes, she really understood, It turns out that there is really a kind of beauty that transcends gender and is peerless.
In her hand, Master Yuan Bao suddenly sucked in his saliva.
The sound of saliva startled the slender beauty, the beauty stopped singing suddenly, Meng Fuyao was feeling sorry, the beauty looked back, her slender and bright eyes glanced at Meng Fuyao, suddenly her eyes lit up, Yingying stood up, and rushed over with a coquettish cry.
"Saburo—"
I'm too lazy to think about the drama "The Drunken Concubine" by myself, I don't have time, I don't have time, it's much easier to have a ready-made one, so if anyone thinks that there will be "The Drunken Concubine" in the Wuzhou Continent, it's just a parallel crossing of time and space.
The pair of Yuan Bao's pair, the nonsense, the level of the speech, what is too late to scrutinize, experts don't laugh.