"Damn it, I won't die sooner or later, I will die at the worst time." Meng Fuyao squatted in front of Ashina's unscarred corpse with a mournful face, biting his nails and muttering curses.
Now she, the acting city lord, seems to be doing well, but in fact, she is just a tightrope walker, and the situation is stabilized only when she is so busy. Wang tacitly made this cheap city lord, and then screened out the more dangerous Rong people in the county government, re-recruited the Han people's government servants, and began to form a militia group to strengthen the self-protection power of the small number of Han people, re-classify the household registration, and make the previous The Rong people who were used to living together were dispersed and mixed with Han people, and a few of the most fierce Rong people who were the most active in hanging colorful cloth were beheaded. Although the dark tide is inevitable in the city, it is still relatively stable.
She can't handle these things alone, and Zong Yue found people who don't know where to help her grow from a young age, gain the trust of the Han people who are familiar with the local conditions, and realize the strategy of protecting the people with the people. At the moment when he was blinded by the documents, he taunted her with a vicious tongue while handling all kinds of complicated affairs. He handled the affairs smoothly and smoothly, like a butcher solving a cow, and the pile of documents disappeared in an instant. When Meng Fuyao was amazed, he felt that Zong Yue's background was unusual, how could a doctor be so good at government affairs? Once asked about it, Zong Yue pretended not to hear, and went to continue collecting herbs the next day, refusing to control her, so Meng Fuyao had no choice but to shut up from then on, the two of them cooperated, and they did well.
However, all these efforts will turn into water with the sudden death of Ashina. The people of Yao Chengrong love the city lord very much. Immediately blazing.
Obviously, there must be a secret operation in Yaocheng to do things for the army, and it is dedicated to fanning the flames so that the inside and outside can cooperate, and even take down Yaocheng without a single soldier.
And she, the airborne city lord, is unlikely to cleanse all the subordinates in the county office. Meng Fu shook his head, stood up lazily, and said to Zong Yue who had been calmly looking at Ashina's body, "Get rid of it."
Zong Yue frowned, and said, "Think of Ashina's body, do you think the Rong people will not be with your missing former city lord? In a few days it will be the Rong people's 'God Worship Festival', and Rong people everywhere will have celebrations." , If Ashina doesn't show up on this occasion, you can't explain it at all."
Meng Fuyao wailed and was hesitating, when he suddenly heard the sound of drums in the front hall, the sound was very strange, the sound was not rushed, not at all the grief and indignation of those who called for grievances, but it was long and far away, and the sound was heard all the time. In the dungeon, there was even a slight noise that didn't match the drum beat.
That little noise sounded like something soft hitting the drum.
Meng Fuyao stood up suspiciously, and murmured, "Hey, someone actually beat the drums to appeal for grievances? Shouldn't there be peace and tranquility under my Meng Qingtian rule, with absolutely no cases of injustice?"
Zong Yue glanced at her, revealing a helpless smile, Meng Fuyao's nerves are basically made of iron, such a bad situation did not make her stop joking.
Meng Fuyao kicked and walked out, put aside the bad luck first, and looked forward to her first promotion in the career of the city lord with excitement. Stepping up to the seat in a humanoid manner, when he heard the drum still beating, he turned his head and shouted impatiently, "Why are you still beating! My lord, I'm promoted!"
With this turn, it was clear who was beating the drum.
Meng Fuyao uttered an "uh" and staggered down from behind the desk.
... In front, from the grille, a man in a lavender robe in front of the Dengwen drum held up the drumsticks, beating unhurriedly, with an elegant and dignified posture, beating the grievance drum like a musical instrument. Surrounded by girls and daughter-in-laws, they stared obsessively at his delicate wrists exposed from his slipped sleeves under the sunlight.
What was even more speechless was that under the drum, a snow-white fur ball was squatting on the drum stand, banging its head on the drum with a "bang bang bang". Every time the master knocks three times, it will hit once, with precise frequency and attentive attitude.
If it wasn't the unscrupulous couple, who else
Meng Fuyao opened his mouth wide enough to stuff Mr. Yuan Bao, and he was stunned on his seat, not knowing whether to slap the gavel or slip away quickly, but before he could turn around, the man playing the drum had already put down the drumstick gracefully, no hurry He was not in a hurry to adjust his sleeves, and smiled and nodded to the girls and daughter-in-laws all around, and then walked over in a gasp of surprise.
A certain fat ball squatted on his shoulders, with serious eyes, looking forward to his own glory.
If you look carefully, you can see a trace of disdain in Fei Qiu's eyes—this official robe is so ugly.
Meng Fuyao froze for a while, then suddenly sniffed, raised his head, and cheered himself up.
Hey... Isn't it just that someone came to sue, even if this person is a little bit special, and the real purpose of the complaint is a little bit unreliable, but it can be regarded as an ordinary person who really came to sue.
It's just... why do you always have a guilty conscience
Meng Fuyao's gaze couldn't stop wandering, she floated up the beam, floated over the table, floated down to the ground but refused to float directly opposite, she touched the paperwork, her robe and her hair but refused to touch the gavel.
"I have no conscience, I'm very guilty" was clearly written on her face, the man in the light-colored robe opposite couldn't help but smile, but Master Yuan Bao rolled his eyes.
The people outside the hall were full of people, they all wanted to see how the new city lord would handle the case, and what kind of grievances this handsome man had. The complainant, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the two looked weird, and the new city owner was especially weird. It seemed that there was a brazier under his buttocks, and he was rubbing back and forth endlessly.
There was a long silence, the people began to whisper, Meng Fuyao couldn't be forced, so he covered his face with his paws, slapped the gavel weakly, and said hoarsely, "Who is under the hall? Why are you complaining?"
She glanced furtively at Yuan Zhaoxu, not knowing what he was going to do, and seeing Yuan Zhaoxu raised her eyes and smiled, she said in a manly voice, "My lord..."
Meng Fu shook.
Yuan Zhaoxu didn't stop, he lifted his robe and was about to kneel down.
Meng Fuyao jumped up in fright, and was about to yell to stop, but Yuan Zhaoxu just swayed the gun, bent his knees and immediately stood up straight, patted his head and smiled, "Oh my lord, I forgot, I With fame and fame, you don’t need to kneel when you see an adult.”
Meng Fuyao stared at him with itchy teeth, and suddenly felt guilty, what are you doing with a guilty conscience? This guy has never been willing to take any losses, and he will pay her back sooner or later, so why should she feel sorry
She immediately straightened up, slapped the gavel viciously, and shouted, "Pass in the certificate!"
Yuan Zhaoxu took out a silk cloth from his bosom with a smile, Yao Xun, the temporary master, stepped forward to get it, and when he saw something on the silk cloth with his fingers, he immediately showed an expression of wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, and held back with his mouth pursed. Laughing, send the silk cloth in small steps.
Meng Fuyao took it in doubt—is this guy really talented
When you unfold it, you can see a complete fish bone wrapped in silk cloth.
Meng Fuyao stared at the treasure with a dark face, and recognized that it was the remains of the fish he gnawed on Luzhu Mountain.
Hey, didn't you throw it away by yourself? When did he pick it up
What a different kind of "statement paper"...
Before he could figure it out, he listened to the person below say calmly, "Lansheng, Yuan Zhaoxu, sued the Meng family of the Taiyuan Kingdom, and abandoned me from the beginning to the end, ignoring me, innocent, unintentional..."
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Meng Fuyao almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
What kind of thing is this
Yuan Zhaoxu, student Yuan, this is the court, this is the administrative center of Yaocheng under the rule of Wuji, can you say that
I... I was in disarray and finally abandoned, I ignored you, I was unkind, unlucky and unintentional
She shook her fingers, and really wanted to pick up the fish bone and throw it at Yuan Zhaoxu, but this was a court after all, and she couldn't afford to lose her face. Thinking of Yuan Zhaoxu's "chaos and abandonment", her face burst into red , staring at Yuan Zhaoxu resentfully for a while, but that person had a serious face, like the white-haired mouse on his shoulder, without any shame.
Meng Fuyao had no choice but to lower his voice, and said viciously, "Your Excellency's pleadings don't seem to be in compliance with the regulations."
"Really?" Yuan Zhaoxu smiled and pointed to the silk cloth, "Your Majesty, why not show the pleadings to the public, Wansheng thinks it is quite standard, and even the token of love, Wansheng attaches it to the pleadings to show Proved."
Gossip is the nature of any people in any era. As soon as they heard the "token of love", the people below burst into an uproar and squeezed forward desperately, wanting to see what treasures were mysteriously wrapped in pleading papers, but Mr. Meng pointed at them. The fish bone wants to cry but has no tears, well... a token of love.
She hurriedly put away the "Love Token" in twos and ones, crushed it, and said solemnly, "You are right, this county has seen it, and in this case, this county accepts this pleading, but this is the border of Wuji, you It is beyond my jurisdiction to sue Taiyuan Renshi, you should go to Taiyuan to sue."
After speaking, he was very complacent about his quickness, thinking that Yuan Zhaoxu would have nothing to say now, he moved his buttocks and was about to retreat, who knew that person smiled again.
Meng Fuyao got hairy when he saw him laughing, moved his buttocks halfway and stopped immediately, and he heard him say, "My lord, although this girl is from Taiyuan, she likes to wander here and there. Recently, she has been lurking in my Wuji territory, right next to Yaocheng." In addition, she cheated money and sex, there is no guarantee that after poisoning me, she will not harm others again, please remember the common people, and arrest this girl as soon as possible."
"Cheating, cheating, cheating... cheating... sex..." Mr. Meng started to stutter, "What kind of cheating... what kind of sex..."
"Tricking away a hair on the buttocks of the house pet. The hair of the house pet is not an idle hair. It is taken care of by servants every day, and each hair is worth a thousand gold." The "peerless family pet worth a thousand gold" on Yuan Zhaoxu's shoulder immediately He turned his back and raised his fat buttocks to show the elder the "peerless hair that was brutally plucked". Of course, it is basically impossible to recognize it.
"As for sex..." Yuan Zhaoxu smiled, drooping his long eyelashes, his pupils were radiant and rippling, and said, "I'm sorry to say so, the old man knows."
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There is no such thing as the most shameless, only more shameless. This pair of favorite partners who are good at "two-person turn" are really deceiving. Meng Fuyao struggled for a while, then suddenly jumped up, slapped the gavel, and shouted, "Given the circumstances of this case Special, involving peerless hair and private secrets, the public hearing is now suspended, come here, close the door, and let the dog go!"
The door was closed with a bang, cutting off the curious eyes of the common people. Some people still refused to give up on the crack of the door, wanting to peek, guessing that "there must be an adulterous relationship between the new master and this strange bitter master." Yunyun, Meng Fuyao ordered people to pour water out from the crack of the door, and successfully splashed away the gossip strongman.
Immediately afterward, Elder Meng kicked and beat away Yao Xun, who had been snickering, and Xiaodao, who was watching the show with bright eyes, and slumped on the seat and howled, "Okay... Mr. Yuan, Mr. Yuan, Grandpa Yuan, I beg for mercy, please stop playing with me, okay?"
Yuan Zhaoxu walked over gracefully, leaned over to look at Meng Fuyao, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, the city lord, looks pretty good, it seems that he is living a peaceful life."
"I'm not frank, I'm not nourishing." Meng Fuyao replied weakly, "I repent, I'm guilty."
Yuan Zhaoxu's eyes flashed, he was a little surprised that Meng Fuyao was so easy to talk, then he smiled slightly, this girl looked cruel, but in fact she was too upright, otherwise why would she feel guilty and retreat step by step? He had thought she was going to jump up and do it.
Meng Fuyao was not so easy to talk to in front of others.
Yuan Zhaoxu patted her on the shoulder in a good mood, and said, "My lord, don't you intend to entertain your old acquaintance from afar?"
"Oh," Meng Fuyao got up like a dead dog, and said, "There is no extra yard, do you mind squeezing with Zong Yue?"
"Mr. Zong has gone to Suishui," Yuan Zhaoxu replied casually, "King De is ill, please go and treat him."
Meng Fuyao turned back to stare at him, "What's the relationship between you and Zong Yue?"
"Friends of interests, maybe one day when interests compete, they will be enemies." Yuan Zhaoxu answered straightforwardly.
"You're free," Meng Fuyao continued to question, staring at him brightly, "Can the crown prince's staff run around?"
"The crown prince sent me to supervise the army in southern Xinjiang. I am on official business." Yuan Zhaoxu looked at her with a smile, "Is there anything else you want to know?"
"I also want to know how dark your heart is, how many twists and turns you have in your stomach..." Meng Fuyao muttered.
Yuan Zhaoxu pretended not to hear, followed her into the back hall, and the two of them walked through the small garden. The climate in southern Xinjiang is humid and warm. In the garden, bougainvilleas grow in winter. The bracts are huge, colorful, and grow in large swaths. There is a fierce and unrestrained beauty.
Looking at it from a distance, the man in the light purple robe with wide shirt and long sleeves and the young man in the neat black dress are walking side by side with elegant postures, which is also a rare beauty in itself.
Meng Fuyao walked through the flowers, stroking the silky petals with his fingers, and suddenly felt a rare peace and tranquility in his heart. The series of incidents since he arrived in Yaocheng, those bloody murders, the seizure of power, and the bloody rush Coming here, she has been working hard, but now she suddenly feels tired, a kind of fatigue is awakened from the blood, and it spreads all over the body in an instant.
She turned her head and looked at the man beside her. Was it because of him? It seemed as if as long as he was around, she would relax for no reason, and release herself from the depths of her soul, comfortably and peacefully, this man, this man who could affect her inner emotions and had a considerable influence on her, was really in a few days Did you just meet a month ago
Her smiling and gazing expression at this moment reveals the fragrance and elegance of a little girl that she has never noticed. Yuan Zhaoxu noticed it, turned her head and smiled at her, and suddenly bent over to pick a bougainvillea, and took off her official veil. hat, as if to put it on for her.
Meng Fuyao blushed, subconsciously turned her side, suddenly a white light flashed, a rival in love jumped up while she was shy, bared her teeth and excitedly met the flower.
Big red flower... wear it for the master... youth... rippling... Mr. Yuan Bao's teeth are so bared that he can't see his eyes, and the white hair all over his body is flying with excitement.
The hand holding the flower suddenly turned to the side, and then Mr. Yuan Bao's eyes went dark, and a huge thing suddenly came down and covered it.
Yuan Zhaoxu kept his hat on and loved his pet, scooped it up and hung it on a nearby tree, then smiled as before, and gently inserted the flower into Meng Fuyao's hair.
The hair color is blue and blue, the bonus is as red as fire, and against the girl's natural bright eyes, the beauty of the world is breathtaking.
The wind was soft, and there was a faint fragrance. Yuan Zhaoxu held the flower in his hand and looked at the person in front of him carefully. His eyes were deep and rolled, and the old things had passed by. look."
When he spoke, his tone was leisurely, and if there was any deep meaning, Meng Fuyao's heart skipped a beat when he heard that there was something wrong with what he said, and for a moment he forgot to be shy, and just as he was about to ask, Yuan Zhaoxu turned around and walked forward, and behind him, Mr. Official hat, miserable call for help.
Meng Fuyao angrily picked up the hat, tied it on her hand and shook it until Master Yuan Bao flew out and fell into the ruthless embrace of her master.
"Since you are the supervisor, you should be in Suishui, what are you doing here?" Yuan Zhaoxu walked quickly, but not very fast, and Meng Fuyao chased behind very hard.
"Isn't Yaocheng considered the frontier?" Yuan Zhaoxu didn't turn his head back, "The Rong and Han tribes live together here, it's the junction of the Rong and the mainland, a real military center..." He suddenly stretched out his hand in the middle of speaking, and He fished out a small person from behind a tree beside him, "Huh? Is the scenery here good? It looks very beautiful?"
The eavesdropping child was suddenly dragged out by him, startled, but stared at the small beast-like eyes without saying a word, it was the knife, she raised her eyes to look into Yuan Zhaoxu's eyes, without fear, Meng Fuyao secretly praised With a sound, she knew the power of Yuan Zhaoxu's gaze, and it was rare for a little child to remain unmoved.
Yuan Zhaoxu looked at the child with lowered eyebrows, a trace of thought flashed in his eyes, he closed his eyes slightly, as if searching for something from his memory, then opened them and smiled.
Seeing Meng Fuyao's smile, he couldn't help curling his lips, hey, this person can pretend to be serious!
I thought Yuan Zhaoxu would express some opinion on the existence of the knife, but Yuan Zhaoxu didn't say anything, let go of the child, and asked Meng Fuyao very much, "The house next to the garden is not bad, I'll let someone clean it up ?”
Meng Fuyao said "Oh" in a daze, and then saw Yuan Zhaoxu calling the maidservant to tidy up, and heard him ordering even more freely, "The city lord will move in later? No, the city lord has moved, so he will live next door." , Yes, change it for her."
Meng Fuyao looked at the servants all over the yard with black lines all over his face, who were very obedient and were led around by Yuan Zhaoxu, and changed his residence in a blink of an eye, and said in amazement, "Why change places?"
"I want to put you where I can see you." Yuan Zhaoxu led her to walk over, "In case you are not careful and you disappear."
His tone was melancholy, Meng Fuyao looked around awkwardly, and muttered, "Isn't it just that I walked away once without saying hello, and I didn't even leave the Wuji Kingdom, so narrow-minded."
Yuan Zhaoxu smiled but didn't answer. At this moment, Meng Fuyao suddenly remembered the corpse in the dungeon, and couldn't help frowning. He couldn't help asking Yuan Zhaoxu what to do. In front of the corpse, he was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "It's easy, there are such things as human leather masks in this world."
Meng Fuyao looked at him speechlessly - this is an official of Wuji Kingdom, he is your subordinate, why are you so unconscionable using someone else's face as a mask? I'm not as heartless as you.
Yuan Zhaoxu understood her gaze, and glanced at her with a smile, "If you have a conscience, then give the whole body to Master Ashina, we don't care what happens on the 'Worshiping God', the sky is falling, With you supporting me."
Meng Fuyao glared sadly at this guy who was able to read minds and draw fire from the bottom. He arranged for Yao Xun to find someone with a similar build to Ashina. Yuan Zhaoxu closed the door and handed her a box after half an hour. Said, "After a few days of air drying, it can be used."
Meng Fuyao opened it and took a look, then asked for a while, "Is there anything in this world that you can't do?"
"Yes." Yuan Zhaoxu answered quickly.
"Oh?" Meng Fuyao squinted at him, thinking that he would say something difficult.
"Things I won't do," Yuan Zhaoxu looked at her and said leisurely after seeing Meng Fuyao feel guilty all the time, "I never leave people who care about me without saying hello."
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Meng Fuyao wailed in his heart.
Damn, never offend this man again in this life!
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On the winter night of the twelfth lunar month in southern Xinjiang, there is a kind of damp and cold that penetrates into the bone marrow, and a layer of light frost forms on the window paper, which is instantly roasted by the ignited charcoal fire.
Meng Fuyao was biting the corner of the quilt and sitting on the bed, not in the mood to practice, there was no other way, there was someone next door, and I heard that he was taking a bath.
take a shower...
There was the sound of water rushing, and the light came in through the cracks in the wall.
Yes, wall joints.
This house is rather special—the structure of the house of Ashina City Lord is half-Han and half-Rong style. It is made of wood, and the partitions are all assembled from logs. A row of wood slits moves quickly, and it can roughly collect all the spring scenery of a person next door.
Meng Fuyao's bed was facing a large wooden gap, and she sat upright, resolutely preventing her eyes from glancing in a certain direction directly opposite.
I saw the president's eye of a needle... I am a decent person.
Serious people watch their noses and minds with their eyes and listen to the sound of rushing water to practice exercises.
Before he left his dantian with anger, his eyes slipped suddenly, and he caught a glimpse of a white shadow in the biggest crack in the wood. It was strange, it wasn't there just now, what
Meng Fuyao, who was full of curiosity, immediately found an upright reason for himself to peep—see what that is
She jumped out of the bed barefoot, approached on tiptoe, walked to the gap, moved her eyes, and was suddenly pricked by a white hair that escaped.
hair
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Meng Fuyao stared at the gap in the wood in astonishment - a fat ball wearing a white coat was spreading its body with its four claws wide open, tightly blocking the gap, and the white shadow was it.
Sensing someone approaching, Master Yuan Bao, who was prepared for a rainy day, turned his head, his black round eyes met those of the peeping person, his two big eyes widened, Master Yuan Bao's eyes immediately conveyed all his contempt:
"I knew you would peep!"
Master Yuan Bao tragically used his fat body to block in front of the only gap where he could barely see his master taking a bath. He was more righteous and selfless than the gunshot blaster who blew up the bunker.
Master can only show me!
Meng Fuyao looked at it speechlessly, deep in her heart was full of extreme admiration for Master Yuan Bao's obsessive and almost perverted possessiveness.
She decided to turn this worship into practical actions, and communicate well with the idol in her heart.
Grinning at Master Yuan Bao, Meng Fuyao suddenly stretched out his hand, broke open the gap, and grabbed Master Yuan Bao.
The latter immediately yelled and struggled desperately, wanting to defend his own safety as well as his master's happiness, so flustered, Meng Fuyao said with a smile, "It's okay, I won't look at your family, I'll talk to you heart-to-heart .”
Just as he was about to leave after grabbing Yuan Bao, he heard someone's voice with a smile coming from the gap.
"Don't tell me you don't want to see it. When you grabbed Yuanbao just now, your eyes were desperately looking for something in the cracks?"
Meng Fuyao rubbed his nose and said loudly, "I saw a bedbug slipping into the next door, I'll help you find it."
"Really?" A certain person smiled as usual, suddenly let out a soft ouch, and said in an extremely seductive voice, "There are really bedbugs, it's so itchy, Fuyao, come and scratch my back."
"..."
A little while.
A thing exuding a strange smell popped out of the gap like lightning, and shot straight at the bathtub next door.
At the same time, it was accompanied by someone's murderous shout.
"Insect-killing pills, buy one get one free, the efficacy is guaranteed, once you kill it, you will die! It is a must-have product for family gatherings, travel and bathing!"
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"Hey, Mr. Yuan Bao, in fact, you really don't need to block the gap. Look, you are so poor in shape and weigh so much. Are you tired if you are stuck there?"
Lord Yuan Bao turned around slowly, facing Meng Fuyao with his buttocks to show that he would not cooperate, Meng Fuyao immediately stretched out his hand to turn it around.
"I think, there is a misunderstanding between us, and misunderstanding this thing, communicate kingly, come on, don't hide it, put all your emotions about your master's incest love, secret love, incest love, cross-species love , vent it all to me!"
Master Yuan Bao stretched out his claws, covered his face in pain, and felt ashamed of Meng Fuyao's ignorance of restraint, ah, why did the master fall in love with such a living treasure...
"If you don't tell me, then I'll tell you first?" Meng Fuyao was so mouthbroken tonight, he walked under the bed and took out a jug of wine, and poured it heavily on the table.
"I'm upset and want to talk, but I don't know who to tell. Our brother has a better relationship. I'm not afraid of you leaking it. Come on, the relationship is deep, and it's boring..."
Master Yuan Bao lost control of his anger, and almost pulled out one of his peerless hairs—who the hell is with you two brothers, I only produce one in a hundred years, and you can finish it in ten months, for example
"...I'm depressed..." Meng Fuyao slapped his chest and slurped his drink, "I'm contradictory..." He slapped and slapped again, "I don't know what to do..." Boom...
Master Yuan Bao opened his mouth wide, staring at the drunk maniac in front of him—what's wrong? Isn't Meng Fuyao's cockroach always more invincible than genuine cockroaches? What's the matter tonight, I didn't see the master taking a bath, are you so heartbroken
The kind-hearted Master Yuan Bao couldn't bear it anymore, and began to think carefully about whether to allow Meng Fuyao to take a look at the gap.
Hmm... just a glance... maybe? Anyway, the master should have finished washing.
How did Meng Fuyao know that this white mouse didn't match her thinking at all, she was purely depressed for herself, since she came to Yaocheng, she has been very nervous, the anger and self-blame of the killing of the old man Hu's family made her consciously bear the responsibility. With the responsibility of protecting the city, she has no time to think about what is there and what is missing when she is busy, but Yuan Zhaoxu suddenly appears, but suddenly falls like a boulder into Bo Xin who has barely recovered her calm. She is embarrassed at first, and then there is a faint joy and joy An Xin, but after the joy, she suddenly felt that she was overwhelmed by the tide of depression.
She was dizzy, dizzy, her hands and feet were hot, restless, and there was a wave of conflicts intertwined with happiness and worry in her heart. The shouts of indulgence and the rationality of admonishing herself interacted, and the cutting continued, and the rationale remained chaotic.
Hey, it won't be poisonous, will it? Meng Fuyao patted his face and murmured. In a blink of an eye, he saw Master Yuan Bao staring at her curiously, his shiny black eyes were moist and crystal clear, like a pair of fine agate beads.
"Hey, I know you can understand human speech, but it's impossible for you to know how to read?" Meng Fuyao smiled slyly, and stretched out his hand to caress Mr. Yuan Bao. She lay down on the table in a trance, dipped the tea over and over again and wrote on the table.
Master Yuan Bao twisted his buttocks and was about to walk, but when he lowered his head and saw the words on the table, his paws stopped suddenly, after thinking about it, he sat down facing Meng Fuyao, and took out a small piece of fruit from his pocket, which tasted delicious. Nibble slowly with flavor.
Meng Fuyao couldn't help laughing dumbfounded when he saw Lord Yuan Bao put on a posture ready to listen to her confidant, and then thought that rats are just rats after all, we can't think of them as too smart, maybe they just want the coolness here? However, no matter what, even if there was only a mouse sitting opposite, Meng Fuyao couldn't hold back anymore.
The moonlight is cool tonight, the fragrance of flowers is floating, the wind is like this tonight, people are at the end of the world.
It is advisable to tell all your thoughts.
"It's a good thing you're a mouse, otherwise I wouldn't dare to say it." Meng Fuyao looked at Lord Yuan Bao with a smile, "I don't believe you can translate all the words I wrote into Zhizhizhi and tell your master. "
Master Yuan Bao gnawed on the fruit without raising his head.
"Your master, hey..." Meng Fuyao stared at the glimmer of light in the gap next door with a sad face, as if she saw a treasure but couldn't go in to get it, she slowly wrote on the table, "I seem to like him a little bit ,what to do?"
Mr. Yuan Bao gnawed, and gnawed more ferociously. With one bite, the fruit was pitted.
"Don't be so angry," Meng Fuyao looked at it with a smile, and said, "Cross-species love will not have good results, Yuan Bao, I advise you, you should put away your swaying spring heart, even if your master is not mine , and it won't be yours, you've been busy protecting him all day, aren't you tired?"
Master Yuan Bao immediately raised his paw, and the fruit core in his claw shot accurately into Meng Fuyao's laughing mouth. Meng Fuyao couldn't prevent this guy from retaliating so fast, and was almost stuck to death, so he spat out the core angrily and cursed, "You rat with a brain on a sperm!"
After cursing for a while, Meng Fuyao suddenly became discouraged again, resting her chin on the table, half-deadly scribbling, "Hey, it won't be mine...so I can't like him, I can't."
Master Yuan Bao stared at Meng Fuyao with disdain, as if "you are such a coward".
"What do you know?" Meng Fuyao lazily waved his hand and wrote, "You think I'm the kind of hypocritical woman who wants to love but dares not? I just don't want to hurt him. Since I'm destined to leave, why should I mess with him? A pile of love debts, killing them all their lives?"
She stared at the moon in the sky for a long while, then suddenly slapped the table, grabbed the jug on the table and poured it with all her might.
Thousands of things on her mind, full of melancholy, these things should not belong to the unrestrained and unrestrained Meng Fuyao, she doesn't like them, she must wash them down with strong wine.
She raised her head and gurgled to drink, the clear liquid flowed down her chin, soaking the skirt of her clothes.
After drinking three pots in a row, Meng Fuyao finally became drunk.
"Yuanbao... Yuanbao..." Meng Fuyao hiccupped and looked for the mouse with drunk eyes, "Listen to me... Hey, where have you been? Hey..."
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The lights next door were brightly lit, and Yuan Zhaoxu was reading a book under the lamp after washing up, when suddenly he heard a broken voice, something squeezed and squeezed in the gap, Master Yuan Bao crawled in slowly.
It went straight in front of Yuan Zhaoxu, Yuan Zhaoxu smelled a faint smell of alcohol from afar, couldn't help but put down the book, and said with a smile, "Are you drinking secretly again?"
"Squeak!"
"Not you?" Yuan Zhaoxu raised his eyebrows, "Her?"
Master Yuan Bao stood up straight, shaking his short tail.
"Do you have something to tell me?" Yuan Zhaoxu stared at Master Yuan Bao, stretched out his hand and the fat mouse obediently climbed into his palm, "What do you want to say?"
Master Yuan Bao scratched his head, feeling that it was a bit difficult to express to Yuan Zhaoxu what he saw drawn by Meng Fuyao. He could recognize the shape of the character, but he couldn't translate it into Yuan Bao's language. It was so anxious that Yuan Zhaoxu's palm turned wildly.
Yuan Zhaoxu looked at it, thoughtful, and smiled for a while, "I remember a while ago, we used to play word recognition games."
He clapped his hands, and immediately a man in black appeared outside the window, Yuan Zhaoxuan said, "Yuan Bao's toy".
The man in black took out a box from his sleeve and handed it over, then disappeared into the night.
Mr. Yuan Bao was overjoyed, and immediately climbed up to look through it. The small box was full of small pieces of paper, but upon closer inspection, it was not paper, but carefully made Poria pancakes, with words printed on them. This was what Yuan Zhaoxu taught Yuan Bao to read on a whim. Toys, in order to arouse the interest of the glutton, are specially made of food, recognize a word, and eat a piece of cake.
Yuan Bao jumped into the box, flipped through it for a while, didn't seem to find the word he needed, turned around in a hurry, Yuan Zhaoxu smiled and said, "Don't look for it, there is no Meng character here, this character is not commonly used, I have no plan to learn it for you."
Master Yuan Bao looked back sadly, Yuan Zhaoxu smiled lightly, "You don't need to search for Meng Fuyao, I know that you came here in such a hurry must be about her, there is something wrong with her, did she tell you something?"
"Zhizhi!" Master Yuan Bao turned around, rummaged around for a while, and found out the word "Li" in his mouth for a while, and then turned out the word "Open" after a while.
The smile in Yuan Zhaoxu's eyes dissipated, he stared at those two words, and remained silent.
Mr. Yuan Bao continued to flip through. Actually, it can express this, but it just doesn't want to express it. After a while, it flipped out the words "Xi" and "Huan".
A glint flashed in Yuan Zhaoxu's eyes, but Lord Yuan Bao stopped turning it over. It hugged the word "you" in its claws and looked at it for a long time angrily. It didn't want to show it to Yuan Zhaoxu. After thinking for a long time, it took a bite. Mouth bitterly gnawed off.
Yuan Zhaoxu stared at the two words, leaned back on the chair for a long while, beckoned to the awkward Yuan Bao, and gently stroked its smooth white hair.
He was leaning on the chair, his slightly wet long hair was not bundled up, and was loosely draped over his shoulders, which was more poetic and romantic. However, under the yellowish light, his eyes were steadfast and crystal clear, changing and flickering like starlight.
After a long time, he got up with his hands behind his back, walked to the window, and looked in a distant direction. The wind blew his hair up like a flag.
The lights projected his back on the board wall, a slender and steady figure who seemed never to be swallowed up by the world's conspiracies, ups and downs, and vicissitudes.
After the light shone on the panel wall, the woman who had been drinking too much was finally drunk. She stretched out her hand and pushed the wine pot down, and she fell to the ground.
The candles were extinguished, and the moonlight came in cool and cool.
In the silence, the door suddenly creaked, and a slender figure walked in lightly, and stopped in front of the drunk Meng Fuyao, reaching out to hug her up.
Meng Fuyao turned over in spite of himself, and pulled the person, the black shadow was tilting down, and was dragged by her inadvertently, Meng Fuyao immediately entangled him like an octopus, hugging him tightly, Mumbled, "This quilt is so warm... nice."
The black shadow froze, and did not pull away her evil-looking hand. The light from the next door leaked in, illuminating his godlike eyebrows, the peerless and glamorous Yuan Zhaoxu, his eyes were gentle at this moment.
He just lay down, lying beside Meng Fuyao, on the slightly cool wooden floor.
Leaning sideways, leaning on his arms to support his elbows, Yuan Zhaoxu took a close look at Meng Fuyao's peaceful sleeping face, listening to her breathing and his own breathing, which were inseparably intertwined.
At this moment, the time is quiet, and in the garden ahead, a flower is quietly condensing with dew.
After a long time, Yuan Zhaoxu stretched out his hand lightly, brushing away the messy hair on Meng Fuyao's face. His low and elegant voice dissipated in the quiet space.
"Fuyao...everything will be fine."