I don’t know where the wind came from, and it carried me swaying slowly... There is an ancient temple on the hillside in the distance, and the corner of the cornice and brackets disappeared for a moment... The body is very soft, and the rattan and beautiful mattresses can be seen... all around Misty mist... People are in the water.
An old hand stretched out...a low sigh of pity...suddenly saw the dark and claustrophobic space again, a little purple light spilled into the gap...sudden panic, infinite panic...a little knife light fell, the light appeared, and there was a faint in the light The face with light brows... the next moment it began to float again... like a dandelion blown by the wind over a high mountain... something fell on the face, itching.
itch…
Meng Fuyao stretched out his hand, and carelessly stroked in front of his face—hey, why is it so itchy
Opening his eyes in a daze, he saw a snow-white butt.
That butt was sticking to her face, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing, a little short tail wagging, wiggling, wiggling, sweeping, sweeping, sweeping, sweeping on her face.
That's where the itch comes from.
Meng Fuyao stretched out his hand lazily, pulled the lump down, and muttered, "Don't lose your hair on my face."
After squinting for a while, he felt something was wrong in a daze, that guy Yuan Bao was so kind, would he come to wake her up
Then I felt something sticky on my face, and seemed to have a bad smell. I stretched out my finger to touch it, and there was a suspicious, yellowish, ambiguous substance on the fingertip.
"What is this?" Meng Fuyao narrowed his eyes.
Master Yuan Bao squatted on the table far away, looking at her with ambiguous eyes, looking very wretched.
Meng Fuyao sat up, shaking her heavy head, and was about to climb out of bed to wash her face when the door opened suddenly, and Yuan Zhaoxu came in dressed in bright sunshine, followed by two maids.
He first smiled at Meng Fuyao, and then said to Yuan Bao who wanted to slip away when he saw him, "Caixiuer said that you ran away this morning without waiting for her to wipe it clean, what are you doing in such a hurry?"
Big solution... did not wipe off... suspicious substances on my face...
Could it be that this guy used his face as toilet paper just now and rubbed his deflated ass with his own face
"Ah!" Meng Fuyao let out a roar, jumped up and looked for his dagger, "I'll kill you mouse for soup!"
Master Yuan Bao had already caught the wind under his paws, and rushed to the window with a squeak, Meng Fu shook his hand, and the quilt flew out and hit the window frame, smashing three vases, Master Yuan Bao had already been flying.
Still angry, Meng Fuyao jumped off the bed and wanted to chase after him, but was suddenly pulled back by Yuan Zhaoxu.
"careful."
Immediately, she lightened up and was hugged back by Yuan Zhaoxu. Meng Fuyao was startled, and suddenly realized that she was wearing obscene clothing, and it was a non-underwear in the usual sense—her homemade small vest and large underpants.
The vest is very small, wrapping the body so that it is ready to be seen, and the underpants are very large, so it is very cool to float around.
Not to mention this dress in ancient times, even in modern times, there is nothing wrong with it. What's more, now someone's hand is unceremoniously attached to her waist. The warm palm is like a small stove, and wherever it is attached, it will be hot combustion.
There seemed to be flames burning in Yuan Zhaoxu's eyes. The girl's body in front of her was plump yet delicate, with slender neck, jade arms, long legs and slender fingers, everything was beautiful and exquisite. She loses her color, but on the contrary, she outlines that outstanding figure just right. You can see the seductive groove on the chest, you can see the white and delicate long legs under the fluttering wide trousers, and you can feel the amazing softness of the waist under the palm. , surprisingly elastic.
Such a color, pure and coquettish coexist, romantic and seductive, like the four seasons of smoked wind, blowing towards the face with dazzling brilliance, so that the calm and noble Yuan Zhaoxu couldn't help breathing a little.
He suddenly smiled slightly, and touched his lips with his fingers, his expression lingering aftertaste.
Meng Fuyao raised her head and saw his eyes, although she didn't understand his lip stroking action, let alone remember her crime of indecent assault last night, her face blushed subconsciously, she quickly stretched out her hand to push him, and jumped back, not falling. The ground was held back by Yuan Zhaoxu again, but in an instant, his eyes had regained clarity, and he said calmly, "There are broken vases on the ground, be careful."
His tone was calm, but his eyes did not avoid flitting across all the exposed parts of Meng Fuyao, seeing that Meng Fuyao slipped into the quilt and waved vigorously, "Dodge, dodge. I want to change."
Yuan Zhaoxu smiled and led the door out. His slender figure floated past the window sash, and then he heard a light sound outside the window, the window sash was pulled open with a snap, and a certain ball was thrown in by Gu Lulu.
"Yuan Bao, it's embarrassing for me to sneak a peek outside, if you want to see it, just look at it openly."
Someone's voice floated through the window, calm, dignified, elegant, and calm.
Poor Master Yuan Bao, who was betrayed by his master, widened his eyes in panic in mid-air, and watched himself fall in the direction of Meng Fuyao. In front of him, on the bed, Meng Fuyao, his mortal enemy and rival in love, was smiling wickedly, with his hands open, waiting for it. drop.
Master Yuan Bao's mind flashed through the top ten tortures...
"Squeak!"
A horrific scream suddenly erupted from the mouth of the venerable Heavenly Mystery Mouse Master Yuan Bao—Meng Fuyao smiled and blew his nose, and wiped it on Master Yuan Bao's snow-white hair with a smile...
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Early in the morning, the road outside the wall of King De's Mansion was quiet and undisturbed.
The sun shines on the wall in the southwest corner of the palace, a tuft of grass on the wall moves and a head pops out.
Looking east and west, I saw that the Dexin Courtyard below was very quiet and the doors and windows were closed. I must be having a good dream. I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and quickly climbed over the wall.
The one who climbed the wall during the day was naturally Meng Fuyao. After she woke up in the Canglan Palace, she remembered that she hadn't returned all night. Don't let Yao Xunzong think that she was missing, so she hurried back. Before she left, she remembered about those child prostitutes Later, Yuan Zhaoxu said that there was another reason for this matter, so she should ignore it, so Meng Fuyao had no choice but to come back angrily.
Just as he lifted his leg across the wall and was about to drop his other leg, a calm voice suddenly came.
"The door is open."
The implication is that there is no need to climb the wall.
Meng Fuyao, who "drunk somewhere else and didn't return all night", originally felt a little embarrassed, but if he wanted to enter his room, he had to go through Zong Yue's room, so he planned to walk through the wall. Zong Yue, who cooperated with each other, screamed out.
Call Po or Po, Meng Fuyao didn't leave at all, and sat straddling the wall with one leg outside and the other inside, arms crossed, raised his head and sighed, "The sun is so bright today..."
A few drops of cold rain fell from the sky, it was icy, and flakes of snow drifted down leisurely.
In the snow film, Meng Fuyao said intoxicatedly, "The temperature is really suitable..."
After praising the weather, temperature and scenery, Meng Fuyao unhurriedly got down from the wall and calmly walked in front of Zong Yue's gate.
She suddenly stopped in front of the door, leaned her head over to sniff, and said, "The smell of this medicine is really bad." Turning her eyes, she found that Zong Yue was still sitting on the ground, looking at him through the slanted Zaomei with a look on his face. She was a little pale, and on the table beside her, there was an empty cup with still juice left, from which the medicinal smell emanated.
Seeing Meng Fuyao looking at the medicine bowl, Zong Yue shrank his eyes, swung his sleeves, and the window slammed shut, almost hitting Meng Fuyao's nose.
Meng Fuyao rubbed his nose and walked back, thinking that Zong Yue was dispensing medicine, or was he injured? This male god with a poisonous tongue is mysterious, so it's better to stay away.
After entering his own room, Yao Xun came to knock on the door and moved a food box to eat breakfast. Meng Fuyao happened to be hungry in the middle of the night, so he wiped his mouth before asking, "Is this green rice?" The porridge has a special taste, is it rice soaked with good herbs?"
Yao Xun shrugged, "I don't know either, Mr. Zong ordered you to come back and eat this porridge."
"Ah?" Meng Fuyao jumped up, trying to get lucky for a week. He didn't find anything abnormal, but he was worried about Zong Yue's character. He sat there thinking hard, and suddenly said, "The fake horse chestnut you got yesterday, you gave it later. Is Zong Yue gone?"
"Yes," Yao Xun said proudly, "I really want to get horse chestnut honestly. Who knew horse chestnut is too tough, so it's so easy to mash, but the grass you mentioned will rot when you pound it. I gave it to Zong Yue, but he didn't even notice, haha, a dignified medical sage, that's all."
Meng Fuyao didn't finish listening, and ran out, Yao Xun followed out suspiciously, and saw Meng Fuyao squatting in front of a clump of grass, howling.
"Damn... this is yin-yang grass... why do my eyes grow..."
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Meng Fuyao was lying on the ground, her buttocks pouted, her eyes were as big as abacus beads, digging and digging on the ground.
While digging, don’t touch it on your face—the biggest effect of Yin Yang grass is to reverse Yin and Yang. Yang people eat this grass at night, which can cure deficiency and deficiency symptoms, but Yin people eat this grass during the day, and their yang fire will rise, and their faces will be full. Acne looks youthful, but if you don't take antidote, the acne will become bigger and bigger and out of control.
Meng Fuyao picked up a rock and shot himself in the foot, now he had to lie down on the ground to look for the antidote - the antidote is the grass seeds of Yin Yang grass, this thing is very small, scattered on the ground is hard to find, Meng Fuyao searched for a long time, the amount is not enough One time medication.
Sighing and straightening up, Meng Fuyao gritted his teeth and threw a dagger at Zong Yue's room with his eyes. After waiting for a long time, he realized that Zong Yue had already gone to treat King De's illness, so he couldn't see him at all. An abandoned garden, where there are a lot of yin and yang grasses, it should be easier to find grass seeds, so I quickly dragged Yao Xun over there.
The abandoned garden is in the northwest corner of the palace. Looking from afar, the walls are peeling off and the cornices are incomplete, but the walls are solidly built with long-lasting spider webs hanging on them. The branches of trees tremble in the wind over the walls, and the branches Withered, in the haze of the slightly cold winter, there is a gloomy and dead air.
Meng Fuyao and Yao Xun found the yin-yang grass outside the garden. After digging for a long time, they managed to gather enough quantity. When they were about to leave, Yao Xun suddenly stopped suspiciously and said, "Ms. Meng, look at this garden. people."
Meng Fuyao looked back, only to find a white dress hanging on a tree branch, it was probably blown up by the wind, he couldn't help being startled.
It is already very strange that there is such a ruined place in the rich and luxurious Dewang Mansion, but it is even more surprising that there are people living here.
Meng Fuyao took a few steps forward and pushed the door subconsciously. The door was locked and the lock was already rusted. After thinking about it, she turned around and went to climb the wall.
Yao Xun wanted to pull her, but she kicked her off.
Meng Fuyao jumped off the wall, the scene in the garden was even more dilapidated than what he saw outside, with dead flowers and weeds all over the place, the door facing the courtyard was half-closed, Meng Fuyao walked past step by step, the surroundings were very quiet, and he could hear himself The sound of breathing.
Her eyes suddenly landed on the door knockers. It was not a pair of ordinary door knockers, but a pair of small golden bells, exquisite and delicate, with luxurious patterns and carvings, but the cracks were also filled with dirt and the lines were black.
The wind blew, but the golden bell did not ring, so that the surroundings were as quiet as death, and the dead leaves on the ground rubbed against each other, making a hissing sound like a snake spit out a letter.
But there was a shrill cry, which suddenly broke the deathly silence!
"Changsun Wuji! You have a bad blood, you are a despicable villain who steals your position and seeks power!"