"I'm not an ordinary servant, I demand treatment that matches my own excellent qualities!" Meng Fuyao squatted in front of the "Dexin Courtyard" of King De's Mansion in Dongjiao Lane, Zhongzhou City, grabbing a servant's clothes and shaking in protest.
There was no movement in the house, Yao Xun squinted at Meng Fuyao, and pulled her, "Hey, Miss Meng, you drank wine worth tens of thousands of gold, and you should be a servant to pay off your debts. This, this, it seems a bit too much to ask for anything..."
"You know what!" Meng Fuyao blocked him back, "Aren't I annoying him? This person is so quiet and clean, I'm going to annoy him until he voluntarily surrenders."
She climbed up the window slowly, the window was closed tightly, Meng Fuyao went to poke the window paper, I poked, I poked, poked, poked, poked... Pooh, pooh, poof, the window paper quickly became a hornet's nest.
Thinking of what a wonderful scene it would be for the cold wind to penetrate through the window paper full of holes and blow on someone at night, Meng Fuyao smiled happily, I poked, poked, poked, poked... Ouch!
There was a sudden pain in the fingertips, like a needle prick, Meng Fuyao hastily withdrew his hand, saw that a round drop of blood had burst out from the fingertips, couldn't help being furious, and cursed, "The villain is so vicious! There is an ambush!"
With a whoosh, the window sash was quietly pulled open, and Zong Yue, who was dressed like snow, sat in front of the window. Behind him was a large screen of white and beautiful maple leaves. The vicissitudes of Shuang set off Zong Yue in front of the maple map, with light and delicate features.
He held a hollow needle on his fingertips, looked thoughtfully at the thin blood flowing in the needle tube, and said lightly, "I once met Lord Feiyan, the holy maiden of the sky in Fufeng, and she told me, If there is a seventeen-year-old virgin girl who has practiced the supreme mental method, it is a rare blood sacrifice body, she has been looking for it for many years and can't find it, if I meet her, I must let her know." Shaking the blood needle in his hand , he pondered, without looking at Meng Fuyao, he murmured, "The sacrificial body that Lord Feiyan wanted, I tried many times and it didn't fit, I don't know if this is it?"
Meng Fuyao crouched under the window, laughing angrily, and murmured, "Aside from threatening, extorting, oppressing, and framing, what else will you do in your life?"
Zong Yue raised his eyes, threw her a basket through the window, and said, "I'll show you what I can do now—please pick off the tender tips of those horse chestnuts in the garden and grind them up in a medicine kettle. I want to use, remember, it should be as fine as powder, and it should be the tenderest tip."
Meng Fuyao's nose was up in the air, and he folded his hands, not moving, but Yao Xun stepped forward to pick it up, and dragged Meng Fuyao away.
"You picked it up and went to pick it." Meng Fuyao stomped out, saw the grass on the side of the road out of the corner of his eye, and said suddenly, "Hey, this grass is very similar to the seven-leaf clover, exactly the same... Hey, you Pick it up, grind it up and give it to Zong Yue, didn’t he let me see his skills? I wonder if he can see it.”
Before Yao Xun could answer, she waved her hand and said, "I'm going shopping."
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Zhongzhou is worthy of being the number one bustling city on the Wuzhou Continent. It is different from the legendary capital of Tiansha with thick walls and thick walls, which is simple and solemn. Leisurely, from the snow-white bare feet of the flower girl, from the tea drinkers who spend half a day in the teahouse, from the scholars who talk loudly in the hall, from the merchants from various countries who exchange goods in the market, from the red sleeves fluttering in the wind in the brothel, from the people who are full of makeup You can see the eclecticism of this city in the gambling halls full of fragrance and alcohol.
According to a very romantic saying by a famous bard, Pandu is like a tall, strong and mighty man, with a calm demeanor, as immobile as a mountain. Elegance coexists, gorgeousness and romance coexist.
Meng Fuyao was walking aimlessly on the street, buying some gadgets at will. She is rich now. Although Zong Yue is not a good person, but it is not bad to provide her as a servant. If it is not for finding a responsible Meng Fuyao, the benefactor of free board and lodging, had long thought of a way to run away.
Stumbling all the way, gradually passing the main street, the crowds are gradually thinning out, the road is gradually widening, and in front of you, you can see exquisite and gorgeous buildings, but they don't look like Miyagi, the wall is so short that Meng Fuyao can step over it with a lift of his legs , there were still scattered dwellings around, Meng Fuyao asked a passing old man, the old man looked at her with a kind smile, and said, "Miss is a foreigner, this is the residence of His Highness the Crown Prince."
"Prince's palace?" Meng Fuyao was stunned, "Only emperors can have palaces, right?"
"Is Prince Wuji an ordinary prince? He has long held the power of the Wuji Kingdom, and he just needs to be enthroned." The old man was displeased, "According to what you said, only the emperor has the title. Doesn't Prince Wuji still have the title?"
"Oh? What title?" Meng Fuyao asked casually, it seems that Changsun Wuji is very popular in his country.
"Is it worthy of us people to mention the crown prince's title?" The old man hurried forward, "Girl, you can just take a look here, the crown prince rarely comes here, this palace is a quiet place, judging by today's appearance, the crown prince is definitely not here." Pointing to the low palace wall again, he said, "I see that the low wall is not there. There are many herbs planted in the garden outside the palace, which is convenient for the people who have no money for medical treatment. Just turn over the wall and go in to get it. In fact, it is not that difficult to see the prince. , it’s just that everyone consciously doesn’t bother.”
Meng Fuyao snorted, and muttered, "Don't be defensive at all, be careful of assassins sneaking in." She turned around and saw that there were a lot of herbs in the medicine garden, and Meng Fuyao had a whim—steal some and sell them, isn't it money
A quarter of an hour later, Meng Fuyao, who had sneaked into the medicine garden, straightened up furtively, with a big pile of swollen sacs in his arms. Meng Fuyao knew the principles of medicine, and selected the most valuable medicinal materials, planning to take them back and sell them to Zong Yue later. , must be severely slaughtered.
After stealing for a long time, it was a bit hot, and there was a lot of mud on his hands. Meng Fuyao looked around, looking for some water to wash his hands, and saw a clear pond behind a rockery in front of him. Looking at the black flowers, Meng Fuyao frowned, feeling that this was a bit like the sacred green tree mentioned by the dead old Taoist priest. It was also very helpful, and I suddenly became covetous, and sneaked closer.
Before they got close, a pair of gold-armored guards suddenly turned out from behind the rockery, crossed their guns and stopped, and said, "The future is the outer hall of the prince's palace. If you come to pick herbs, please stop here."
"Oh," Meng Fuyao rolled his eyes and laughed, "I'm not going, but Brother Bing, can you climb up the rockery for me to see what the palace looks like? You can tell me when you go back."
The two guards looked at each other, because people often made such requests out of admiration for the crown prince, so it was no surprise, they smiled tolerantly and said, "Then go up and take a look, don't make mistakes."
"Hey, thank you." Meng Fuyao went to climb the mountain, and when he passed by their side, he flipped his fingers, and the two guards fell to the ground.
"Hey, Changsun Wuji has trained these soldiers really well, their qualities are so high, you can tell him to fall down, he's so good." Meng Fuyao looked around, and there was no one in the endless space, it was really empty and unguarded. , I couldn't help being overjoyed, I climbed up the rockery in two or three steps, I didn't even see what the palace looked like, and jumped down without saying a word.
Under the sky, on top of the rockery, a black figure jumped straight up, and swallows fell towards the pool behind the rockery like swallows throwing themselves into the forest.
"Freestyle prep! I'll come too!"