In the middle of the night in Dewang Mansion, the lights went out one by one, except for the guards who were on routine night watch, there was no sound. I don’t know when it rained lightly. The dim lights in the distance smeared the shadows of the passing guards even more coldly and vaguely.
But there is a more slender and more flexible shadow passing through the roads of those houses one by one. Her shadow is reflected on the oily ground, just a gray-black light, passing through the parade in an instant.
Sneaking into the night with a dark moon and light rain, just to beat mandarin ducks with sticks.
Before Meng Fuyao came here, he had already inquired about Guo Pingrong, this man did not have any concubines, but all the women who stayed by his side committed suicide. There was an uproar, girls from good families walked around the gate of Guo's mansion, and now Qiaoling was favored by Guo Pingrong because of her eyes like her own. Going back to the source, Guo Pingrong would never treat Qiaoling kindly. wave.
Meng Fuyao, masked in black, ran all the way quickly, relying on her lightness skills and familiarity with the terrain, she quickly rushed into the backyard of Prince De's Mansion.
Once the clever girl flew on a branch and turned into a phoenix, she has moved into the "Ouxiangju" in the backyard today, and is preparing to get married from the palace tomorrow. Perhaps she is excited to be a newlywed, and at this time the third watch has passed. "House" the lights are still on.
Meng Fuyao raised her leg, passed through the half-closed window like a cloud, and landed lightly.
The girl sitting in front of the dressing table in front of the window was startled, and suddenly looked up, under the light, she had a beautiful face, she was a clever spirit who had changed into a woman's attire.
Seeing that Meng Fuyao was about to scream in shock, Meng Fuyao strode over and covered her mouth, and said in a low voice, "Don't scream, I'm here to rescue you."
Qiaoling's eyes widened in astonishment, staring at the night walker who was about to "rescue her", and suddenly thought of some terrible possibility, and trembled all over.
"Hey, what are you afraid of?" Meng Fuyao was annoyed and funny, "I'm not interested in stealing your flair, you're not a pretty boy."
She patted Qiaoling on the shoulder and said, "To make a long story short, you hurry up and leave with me, you can't marry Guo Pingrong."
Qiaoling suddenly pulled her hand away, stared at her and said, "Why can't you marry?"
"Hey... how do I call this?" Meng Fuyao was anxious, "That guy is not a good guy."
"Marry a chicken like a chicken, marry a dog like a dog, not to mention General Guo is a second-rank official, how can you slander my husband like this!" Qiaoling raised her eyebrows and suddenly became angry.
"Your husband?" Meng Fuyao raised one eyebrow, didn't she, she got into the mood so soon
She looked at Qiaoling dumbfounded, and said, "Don't tell me, when we see you today, you are really determined to marry Guo Pingrong, right?"
"Why don't you marry?" Qiao Ling waved away her hand and raised her crescent eyebrows, "I'm just one of the lowest-ranked servant girls in Prince De's Mansion. I was sold into the Palace when I was five years old. The errands are only three renminbi a month, and I have to save more than half of them to send home. I often go hungry to answer the errands, and the underwear is sewn and sewed and I can hardly hide my shame! In the mansion, the first-class master orders me, and the second-class mother Mammy bullied me, third-class servants blackmailed me, and even the servants in the outer courtyard can give us a wink when they meet." She stretched out her arm and showed Meng Fuyao the bruises on her wrist, "Do you see these scars? Mammy pinched them Now I'm about to escape from the sea of suffering, the first woman of a second-rank general, this is a blessing that I can't cultivate in a few lifetimes, I won't marry if I'm crazy!"
Meng Fuyao was silent, at the moment she didn't know how to explain clearly to this woman, what Qiaoling said was right, a lowly maid like her now has this opportunity to change her fate, why would she give up? But let Meng Fuyao watch her face the unpredictable, allegedly sadistic Guo Pingrong with longing and joy, and face the unknown fate in the future, and this fate is caused by himself, Meng Fuyao really can't do it .
After thinking for a long time, Meng Fuyao had no choice but to take out the last trump card that she thought would kill her, "You don't know, Guo Pingrong is... a sadist!"
"Sadistic?" Qiaoling opened her eyes wide, and after thinking for a while, she finally understood the general meaning of the modern word Meng Fuyao. She suddenly became shy, lowered her head slightly, twisted her belt with her fingers, and said with a glowing face, "My mother taught me that when a woman marries and obeys her husband, what happens when a man is in bed... We women are more tactful and obedient, bear with it... and it will pass."
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Meng Fuyao looked at the sky with a gloomy face, how could she have forgotten the huge difference in marriage and family concepts between ancient women and modern women!
"Hey, never mind!" Meng Fuyao gritted his teeth, and talked nonsense with her, passed out and walked away. Even if she hated herself, it still saved her fate after all, as long as her conscience can live with it.
Just as she was about to reach out for acupuncture, she heard Qiaoling suddenly raised her head and said, "You are Mr. Meng from Mr. Zong's place, right?"
"Huh?" Meng Fuyao looked at himself in astonishment, my disguise is so poor
"I've been good at listening to people's voices since I was a child," Qiao Ling said, "Your voice suddenly became low on purpose, but I can still hear it." She suddenly sighed and said, "Brother Meng, I know You... like me, but it's impossible for us. "
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Meng Fuyao instantly petrified, and the fingers that stretched out to touch the acupuncture points became sculptures.
What is this and what...
"You often come to the small kitchen to strike up a conversation with me, and look at me and smile... Actually, I know..." Qiaoling turned her head away from her, and whispered regretfully, "I also... like you, if not Lord General has taken a fancy to me, I have thought about being with you... but now... Brother Meng, you should give up!"
Mamma Mia!
I often go to the small kitchen to steal snacks while you are not paying attention!
I smile at you, who am I not smiling at...
Meng Fuyao was hit so badly tonight that Qiaoling couldn't speak. She looked up to the sky and sighed. In Qiaoling's eyes, she was just another tragic "lover who is about to get married and wants to keep but can't" boy.
She frowned slightly, then suddenly raised her voice, and said firmly, "It is my blessing to be married to the general, Brother Meng, don't stop hindering my happiness, or I will hate you!"
"Damn it, hate me..." Meng Fuyao muttered dejectedly, stretched out his palm and slapped without saying a word, the wind of the palm whistling, covering Qiaoling's acupoint, looking at her panicked look with hidden hope, Meng Fuyao suddenly felt As soon as he moved, he faintly felt something was wrong.
In the middle of the night, why doesn't Qiao Ling, who is getting married tomorrow, stay awake
Why is the bun she wears already a woman's bun
Also, her sudden raised voice just now...
"Snapped!"
Meng Fuyao jumped up suddenly, turned over in mid-air, flipped 360 degrees dexterously like a black swallow, and was already outside the window in the blink of an eye.
"Where to go!"
A low shout sounded from the inner room, and in the low shout, the pearl curtain in the inner room suddenly spread apart, shattered into a glittering pearl waterfall, scattered away, and then suddenly tightened as if being severely restrained by an invisible hand, transforming Chengzhu whip hit Meng Fuyao's back with a slap.
Before the bead whip arrived, the person arrived, Guo Pingrong didn't even say hello, and the person was already close to Meng Fuyao's heart.
Meng Fu shook his head without looking back and stretched out his hand to grab it. There was already a long whip in his hand. The blue shadow of the long whip was faint, and he swung it horizontally and vertically, and the pearls scattered all over the ground again.
The pearls rolled all over the ground, some of them rolled into the feet of Guo Pingrong who was chasing after him, tripped him upside down immediately, Meng Fuyao was annoyed in his heart, and shouted, "Look at the palm!"
She didn't run away suddenly, she turned around and waved a palm at Guo Pingrong, Guo Pingrong was overjoyed, he was always good at palm strength, now the enemy wanted to meet his palms, it was exactly what he wanted, and he immediately greeted him with a wave of palm.
Meng Fuyao suddenly had several black steel needles between his fingers.
Guo Pingrong immediately withdrew his hands, not wanting Meng Fuyao to shrink faster than him, the palm-to-palm was a false move, the steel needle was not intended to be used at all, his legs were already raised before his hands were out, and there was an inverted somersault in mid-air, and his long legs viciously swung past his own Above his head, he kicked a black thing over with a slap of his leg.
At the same time she laughed, "Take me!"
Her slender legs kicked the purple gold crown upside down, and she kicked out a figure like a flying crane and a cloud. She kicked a black thing over with a howling sound. Something like that, quickly withdraw and back away.
With a puff, the lump fell to the ground, and the stench overflowed and black mud splashed.
It was Zong Yue's flower fertilizer "stinky mud" specially used to cultivate Xueshouwu, with some smoky medicinal ingredients added, Meng Fuyao hid a small bag, originally wanted to make Master Yuanbao play with it, but now it happened to be given to General Guo.
"Is it delicious? Eat more and you're welcome!" Meng Fuyao laughed, flying over the eaves like a meteor, and by the time Guo Pingrong escaped the black mud and wanted to chase after her, she had already run far away.
She ran out of Prince De's Mansion, but didn't notice the eaves in the distance. Some men in black who were crouching on the top of the eaves, as if they were integrated with the darkness, looked at each other after she left, and left the Prince De's Mansion quietly.
And Guo Pingrong stood in the wind, staring at the black mud on the ground, thinking of the slender waist and slender legs of the boy when he kicked backwards just now, a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes.