When Changsun Wuji and Meng Fuyao walked out of the iron prison filled with the bloody smell, the sky was already bright, and the golden sun was pouring down unobstructed. Meng Fuyao raised his head and blocked the too bright sunlight with his hands. The sunlight shot straight into the bottom of her heart, she heard the sound of her stiff joints recovering, she turned back with hope, hoping to see the expression of her eldest grandson Wuji bathed in the sun.
His cruel father wanted to knock down his invincible son with the last blow, but Meng Fuyao hoped that his eldest grandson Wuji would be able to let go of his burden and be born again.
The dead will eventually be buried deep in the loess with those sins, and all the past will be turned into a ray of bitter ink in the unofficial history. The living still have a long way to go. She believes that Changsun Wuji is the eternal winner. When his narrow-minded father uses his own death intent to drag him to hell forever, the game is sealed.
Sensing her gaze, Changsun Wuji smiled slightly and shook her hand.
The temperature in his palm has recovered, it is the warmth that reassures Meng Fuyao.
Meng Fuyao smiled with tears in her eyes, her eyes were shining like the most precious gems.
Changsun Wuji looked at her, then looked over her shoulder, and cast his eyes further away, to the woman standing in front of him.
There, in front of a morning peach tree, a woman in luxurious clothes stood firmly, still wearing bright pearls and swaying around her, but her eyes behind the pearls were restless and anxious. She had to wrestle together, revealing the tension inside her.
Empress Yuan.
Changsun Wuji looked at her, then turned his eyes away, and walked over with Meng Fuyao, he walked past Empress Yuan, and then brushed past her side, completely ignoring her expression of opening her mouth to speak.
Empress Yuan stared blankly at her son passing by indifferently, with no clue on her face at all, her body suddenly began to tremble, she supported the peach tree behind her, her nails sank deep into the tree, and pinched out the green tree. juice, like a tree weeping.
Meng Fuyao lowered her eyelashes, in her heart, like Changsun Wuji, she hoped that Empress Yuan could just keep silent, be smart enough not to ask or say anything, and then let time heal all the scars.
However, not everyone can be the eldest grandson Wuji. After they walked more than ten meters, Empress Yuan finally screamed.
"He-how is he?"
The eldest grandson Wuji continued walking without turning his head, and replied, "Excuse me."
Empress Yuan swayed, took a step back, hit the tree behind her and swayed, and the pink peaches fell all over the sky, falling on her head and body.
She leaned half sideways, and just let the peach blossoms fall all over the front of her clothes. This mother of a country, who is very tidy at first glance and refuses to lose her composure at any time, completely forgot the dignity and dignity of the royal family at this moment. She kept her expression blank and let herself be overwhelmed In a delicate light powder.
The eldest grandson Wuji didn't look back at his mother, he just walked away, until a loud roar suddenly erupted from behind, "Take me to see!"
At the same time, Empress Yuan lifted her skirt and staggered towards the group of houses they came out of. Changsun Wuji immediately said, "Stop!"
Like a ghost suddenly appearing from the ground, a few gray-clothed figures flew down from under the roof behind the bushes, without any expression or hesitation, they stopped Empress Yuan.
Empress Yuan yelled, "You bitch, how dare you stop me!"
"The queen's phoenix body is noble, so it's not suitable for her to be involved in the filth." The eldest grandson Wuji said indifferently, "Besides, King De hasn't been buried yet, so it doesn't fit the etiquette."
Empress Yuan stood there in a daze, the cool morning breeze blowing on her cheeks that were instantly pale and then flushed again, after a while she suddenly smiled coldly.
She squinted at her eldest grandson Wuji, and said calmly, "Queen, is it?"
Slowly raising her hand, Empress Yuan took off the gold hairpin, took away the phoenix crown, pulled out the jade hairpin, tore off the bead chain, threw the queen's crown belts on the ground, and then stepped up gently.
Her phoenix shoes adorned with pearls slowly rolled over the jewelry that symbolized honor, crushing them one by one.
The sound of pearls and emeralds being trampled was subtle and soul-stirring, which made people's hearts tighten. The brows of Changsun Wuji twitched. Empress Yuan sneered and began to take off the phoenix robe embroidered with nine phoenixes.
Yinwei couldn't stay any longer, bowed to his eldest grandson Wuji, and turned his back. Empress Yuan didn't even raise her eyebrows, she threw the phoenix robe in the mud at her feet, leaving only a light yellow unlined garment on her body, she looked down Around his waist was a gold ribbon with phoenix pattern representing the identity of the royal family, and he untied it easily.
Finally, she took off the phoenix pendant around her waist, and the delicate and moist jade shone brightly in her well-maintained palm. She put the jade in her palm, and stretched it out towards her eldest grandson Wuji.
Changsun Wuji's gaze was instantly as cold as frost and snow. Empress Yuan raised her eyebrows and gave him a provocative smile, her palms slowly lowered and folded.
"Snapped!"
Jade broken.
The appointment of the concubine twenty-six years ago, the supreme phoenix pendant representing the emperor and empress of the Wuji Kingdom, has never returned to shattered at this moment.
Emerald and crystal-clear broken jade splashed among the grass, rolling down like teardrops.
"I have abolished myself." Empress Yuan sneered, "Now, when I go to see my old friend, it is no longer out of courtesy? Is it no longer in the way of your eldest grandson's family?"
She was dressed in light yellow single clothes, with loose black hair, and stood under the peach tree without any decorations. Twenty-six years hadn't worn away her natural beauty. The mother of the country is dead, and the young girl from the past has come back again. She is still in a trance many years ago, with fluttering clothes and a lively figure, approaching the little girl of the Yuan family in the eyes of the emperor playing the piano and the prince dancing sword.
It began in late spring twenty-six years ago and ended in early spring twenty-six years later.
Empress Yuan let out a long laugh, "From then on, there will be no Empress Yuan, only Qingyi of the Yuan family!"
With a lift of her dress, she took off her phoenix shoes adorned with pearls, and walked barefoot on the cold ground. Empress Yuan walked straight forward. Every time she took a step, Yin Wei had to take a step back, but because of They didn't dare to leave without Changsun Wuji's order, and beads of sweat gradually appeared on those expressionless faces.
Changsun Wuji suddenly sighed softly.
He waved his hand, and the hidden guard retreated as if he had received an amnesty. Empress Yuan turned around with a sneer, and said, "Now you can—"
She fell down suddenly, and fell into the arms of her eldest grandson Wuji who flew to her side in an instant.
Changsun Wuji tapped her acupuncture points.
Shen Mo bent down and picked up his mother himself. The eldest grandson Wuji sent her back to the backyard room, sat on the side of the bed, stared at the unwillingness and hostility between her brows for a long time, went back to the table and wrote a letter, ordering to stay outside the courtyard all the time. The kneeling governor of Jiangbei Province, "immediately send additional troops to send the queen back to the palace, and send the letter to your majesty for personal seal."
Meng Fuyao kept watching him do these things until the house was empty, then came forward, gently held his hand, and said, "She will understand you one day..."
If King De's body was seen by Queen Yuan, it would be truly cruel.
This is the only way Changsun Wuji can protect his mother.
Who dares to say that Changsun Wuji doesn't love his mother? Who would dare to think so, Meng Fuyao spit at him all over his face, for a person who even subconsciously uses his mother's surname as an alias, what kind of place in his heart should he leave for his biological mother? And what kind of harm would Empress Yuan's selfishness and ignorance do to him
"Doing things in the world and going against the wind, how can you expect so much understanding?" Changsun Wuji has kept his eyes closed since Empress Yuan was sent away, only now opened his eyes, and stroked her hair with a smile.
"Fuyao, it's hard to find a soulmate, your understanding is enough."
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King De committed suicide in fear of crime and died in Huazhou. Not long after, Zhongzhou issued an imperial decree, only taking away the title of King De, taking back the title and burying it in the suburbs of Beijing. Mentioning the old days when the emperor and his ministers met each other, he expressed regret in his words. Meng Fuyao thought that the sick and weak emperor who lived in the deep palace of Wuji must also be deeply saddened by the ending of the 26 years of love and hatred between each other. Bar.
It is inconvenient for her to live in the Huazhou government office. It just so happens that Zong Yue has a manor in the suburbs of Huazhou. It was a gift from a wealthy local family after his illness was cured. The daughter of that rich family had a crush on Zong Yue, and she ran here all day long, Zong Yue couldn't bear the disturbance, and often avoided going out, although Meng Fuyao was in a bad mood, she laughed for a while.
According to Zong Yue and Changsun Wuji's tone, Fang Yimo has already arrived in Huazhou, but this person's whereabouts are mysterious, he likes to dive deep into the world of mortals, and he is good at changing appearances, so he can't figure out where he is for a while, so he has to search slowly. Meng Fuyao was curious once, and asked about Zongyue's ten strong men, only to find out that the ten strong men had been famous for many years and had not often appeared in Wuzhou Continent. Heng, Dafeng, Yunhun, Yuepo, Wuyin, Xinghui, and Yansha." Among them, except Yuheng who doesn't know men and women, Yunhun and Wuyin are women, the top five of the top ten, almost no one in the past thirty years I have seen that Fang Yimo, the holy hand of Xinghui, ranks ninth, and he is already a god that no one dares to violate in the Wuzhou Continent.
Meng Fuyao was quite fascinated at that time, and smacked his lips and said, "I'll get one of the top ten to play with, how about you, me, Changsun Wuji, and that guy Zhan Beiye, and another Yalanzhu?" , shall we make a Five Saints?"
Zong Yue replied immediately, "Please don't list me with you, I still want to keep a clear name."
This venomous man is always venomous, so he was chased and killed by Meng Fuyao again, it was just a joke, no one thought that sometimes the oath may not come true, but the joke is very likely to be arranged by fate to gradually become true.
Taking advantage of this period of time, Zong Yue tried his best to pour tonics on Meng Fuyao. Some of them were just a little bitter, and some of them actually caused her to have diarrhea. At most, Meng Fuyao went to the toilet seven times in one night, making her feel like she was dying. Unbearable, the next day she took Yuanbao to Zongyue's gate to sit-in and demonstrate, saying that if she was given that croton again, she would smear Yuanbao's stool on Zongyue's gate every day. Let him know what the real stinkiest thing in the world is. As a result, the man leaned on the door frame and said lightly, "Poison can produce poison. There is a dark poison in your body that has been lurking for more than ten years. After such a long time, a pile of dirty poison has already grown in your body. Don't you want to clean it? Okay, you will die in the future." Don't look for me if you have scabies all over your body."
Meng Fuyao thought for a moment about himself covered in scabies, so he had no choice but to pick up the ingot and head back home in desperation.
This is not over yet, after Zhan Beiye beats Tiecheng every day, he will also take her to beat him. First she gets beaten, and then occasionally she beats him, and finally they both beat him halfway. He couldn't even move his fingers, and then Lord Yuan Bao would walk around Shi Shiran, inspecting the number of scars on their faces, if Zhan Beiye had more injuries, he would reward Meng Fuyao with a pine nut he had licked, if Meng Fuyao had more injuries , it farts on Lord Zhan.
It also made a notebook, which recorded the record of the two people's fights. Every day before the fight, it would buy its own wins and losses. Of course, it would buy Meng Fuyao to win. The bounty is a fruit. If Meng Fuyao wins If Meng Fuyao loses—this fruit will still be eaten, because Master Yuan Bao will hit the wall with grief and anger, and after the collision, he needs food to soothe his "wounded and fragile heart."
Meng Fuyao sometimes flipped through that very abstract notebook, admiring Mr. Yuan Bao's weird records, obviously he couldn't win once out of ten times at the beginning, how could this mouse record a half-win? Even if he can win half of the ten times, how can this mouse's record be a complete victory
The eldest grandson Wuji went back to Zhongzhou for a while to deal with the follow-up matter of King De. Empress Yuan abolished herself, but the father and son did not intend to abolish her. She is still the noble and supreme queen of the Wuji Dynasty, but Meng Fuyao heard that, Empress Yuan had already built another nunnery in the palace because of her poor physique, and moved in by herself, and never saw anyone again.
Whether she wants to remember the past forever in the age of Qingdeng Ancient Buddha, or she has other ideas, no one can really understand those words buried in the depths of time, those words and emotions buried in the depths of time, those silently passed away swords with clear light and beautiful face Like a flower, from then on it is written in the monotonous sound of wooden fish, and the sound is heartbroken.
For her, Meng Fuyao felt that this was almost a doomed ending, even the best one. She always felt that King De and Empress Yuan were a pair of paranoid and selfish parents. Beloved, with the passage of time, as the eldest grandson Wuji's political talents are revealed, this pair of joyful parents must have wishful thinking sketched out a wonderful future of parent-child cooperation to win the throne, but when they found out that this child has his own ideas and plans, he has no plans at all. When they are perfected, and even hindered everywhere, helping "outsiders" deal with their biological parents, so that they cannot be reunited, that love gradually turns into hatred.
Such hatred caused King De to take risks and embark on the road of rebellion, and made Empress Yuan feel resentful and indifferent to her parents and children. The evil son of the "biological father".
But he didn't know that if Changsun Wuji really didn't recognize him, there would be no King De in this world long ago.
He would never know that his eldest grandson Wuji would never kill him.
Paranoia creates tragedy, leaving only a sigh.
There was another thing that made Meng Fuyao a little uneasy. He heard that the mad concubine De Wang had disappeared. When the imperial guards went to seal up the De Wang mansion as usual and urged the princess to move in, they found that the courtyard was empty and the ground was dirty. All the filth was gone, and even the thick pile of dust was found to be fake, glued to the ground, and behind that dirty grass bed, there was another mechanism, which was a secret room , clean and tidy, it can be seen that someone has lived there.
This news stunned Meng Fuyao for a long while, and then she recalled in a daze when she broke into the mad concubine's room, from the time she entered to the time she came out, her actions were so violent, the thick dust did not rise, and indeed there were no footprints on the ground.
Whether it is deceitful madness or other secrets is unknown at this time. Only time will pass and the truth will finally be revealed.
After Changsun Wuji came back, he also joined the army that tortured Meng Fuyao. He has always had a different style from Zhan Beiye. He didn't fight her directly, but asked her to endorse every day. He didn't force her, didn't call her over at all, just smiled He spread out some weird books, grabbed Mr. Yuanbao and studied them together. As long as Mr. Yuanbao was with his master, he would be happy, and if he couldn’t read it, he would squeak there with great enthusiasm. Curious baby Meng Fuyao They were all hooked, and then they fell into the trap of the two masters and pets. They were dazzled by the performance diagrams, formation diagrams, five-element thaumaturgy, and sometimes even the techniques of geomancy and witchcraft. Meng Fuyao Very speechless, is Changsun Wuji training her in the direction of an almighty god stick
She also doubts sometimes, seeing how these three people practiced her tacitly, as if they knew the secrets in her heart, but she did not reveal it to anyone. Dare to say, unlike those two who are difficult to serve, she usually chooses him for researching problems and setting secrets. Zhan Beiye immediately laughed, "You are a troublemaker, disobedient, and like to run around alone. If I don't watch you one day, what should I do if you get into trouble alone and can't solve it? Raising your strength is the fundamental solution."
Meng Fuyao was silent, and while being moved, she also felt that she didn't know whether her luck was good or bad. She would cause trouble, but the troubles she caused were often related to these few people. Without them, she would be the purest and most sympathetic A well-behaved baby, but this question is like a chicken or an egg. It has long been unsolvable, so I have to pinch my nose and continue to be practiced in different ways by the three handsome guys every day.
The three of them disliked each other, and fought endlessly in the open and in the dark, but they always agreed on her matters. While forcing her to improve her strength, they did not forget to destroy her subordinates. Zong Yue sent his first-class spies to teach Yao With the techniques of spying, lurking, and information communication, Yao Xun enthusiastically reported his plan to Meng Fuyao, intending to gather his "God's Palm Gang" and use the natural agility and agility of the three hands to train and grow the grandson's "Second Hidden Guards". "For such an organization, Meng Fuyao laughed through his nose and waved his hands, leaving him to toss about.
The Black Wind Cavalry who fought against Beiye had been resting in Yaocheng, but the leader followed him to Huazhou. During the interval when Tie Cheng was beaten, he was responsible for teaching him the art of cavalry and tactics in the battle formation. While restraining the original 5,000 Baiting army in Suishui, Yaocheng, and enjoying his own guard army, Zhan Beiye trained Tiecheng as the leader of Meng Fuyao's guard army in the future. It is conceivable that Meng Fuyao's first guard army will be in the future. , Born out of the Black Wind Cavalry, a powerful army of hundreds of battles, what a majesty it is.
Meng Fuyao didn't notice that those scattered powers obtained by relying on her personal ability and character charm, under the far-sighted training of several powerful men, had already taken shape. It's just to leave. A person who is going to leave sooner or later, what is he doing with such a big business? It is more important to earn some money for travel expenses, so the short-sighted girl Meng has a little spare time and puts her mind on earning money. Her club and dance hall business continued to expand after the war. Now that she has a different status, her development is even more Convenience, her next goal is to classify dance halls into different levels and promote them to the common people. Only the common people are the broad audience, and she is involved in the cloth industry, clothing industry, textile, cotton and linen industries that are driven by this. Entering, Meng Caifan is idle and has nothing to settle accounts, and when he thinks about the future with a lot of money in the future, he smiles very wretchedly.
This day is the opening day of the first club in Huazhou. As the boss, Meng Fuyao will naturally attend. She has been imprisoned and tortured in this private business in Huazhou. She has hardly been out of the house. She also wants to have fun. Changing your appetite or something, especially when I heard that there is a famous "Chrysanthemum Road" Elephant Girl House in Huazhou. Fuyao is really a great attraction, so Chrysanthemum must go to observe it, but naturally, this grand plan cannot be followed by too many people, especially those few tough ones—so she plans not to invite any of them, if they have the ability to know go alone.
Early in the morning, Meng Fuyao got up to get dressed, and Lord Yuanbao, who had been inseparable from her recently, was squatting in front of her suitcase, thinking about which one she should wear to be worthy of this grand day. Lord Yuanbao believed that, as the eternal protagonist, it If you don't dress up perfectly and coquettishly, you are really sorry for the worship of the audience.
Meng Fuyao looked at it with a smile on his face and turned it over for a long time without making a decision, before he took out a... skirt from his pocket.
Master Yuan Bao was furious and severely protested Meng Fuyao's insult to his gender.
Meng Fuyao approached it with a smile and said, "Do you know? The only time your master complimented me on my beauty was when I wore this kind of skirt. Let me tell you, he has no resistance to that skirt. If you want to hug your master back , some necessary sacrifices must be made, besides, for a qualified shou, wearing women's clothes is also a sentimental, isn't it?"
Master Yuan Bao's eyes flickered, and Meng Fuyao continued to say without conscience, "This kind of skirt is the most suitable for your figure - thin waist and wide hips, curves like water waves, ecstasy, ecstasy..."
So Mrs. Yuan Bao put on the dance skirt in ecstasy, and Meng Fuyao sighed, "It's really 'thin waist' and big buttocks, with a bucket-like curve..."
She put Mrs. Yuan Bao in her pocket, and sneaked out all the way, there was... no one outside the door, no one outside the yard, in the garden, Zong Yue was observing the herbs she cultivated, wearing a white robe and white sandals, dressed in homely clothes, Floating like a cloud in his dark purple and light green medicine garden, seeing her, he casually greeted her, "So early?"
Meng Fuyao felt guilty, and hadn't thought of an excuse to go out, Zong Yue had already said, "In the morning, the turbid air between the heaven and the earth rises and the clean air descends, it's good to go out at this time of day to relax, and to breathe in the heaven and earth's aura, and it will save you from living more and more stupidly. "
Meng Fuyao was speechless, she had long been used to Zongyi Sheng's language style with a warm beginning and a venomous tongue, today she didn't want to argue with him, so she just laughed and said, "Yes, yes, no wonder Brother Zong, you are living more and more abstract, dare you to absorb a lot of aura .”
Zong Yue glanced at her and ignored her, Meng Fuyao quickly ran across the garden, entered the yard and met Zhan Beiye, Lord Zhan was holding Tie Cheng to practice, saw her eyes brightened, and beckoned, "Come, come, come Get beaten."
Meng Fuyao thought this was someone who didn't know, so he couldn't help being in a good mood, he swiped his foot to draw a circle on the ground, and said, "Let's play something new today."
Zhan Beiye tilted his head to look at her with a smile, and said, "What?"
"Let's get beaten," Meng Fuyao grinned, "Standing in this circle, the range of avoidance cannot exceed this circle, whoever gets out of the circle will lose."
"good."
"According to gender advantages, you are beaten first."
"good."
Prince Zhan obediently stood in the circle, Meng Fuyao smiled, "You are not allowed to leave the circle, if you leave the circle, you lose, and if you lose, you are not allowed to speak within three days."
Zhan Beiye stared blankly, "Will I lose?"
Meng Fuyao waved his fist, "Go on!"
A fist punched vigorously, Zhan Beiye glanced sideways casually, halfway through the punch, he suddenly turned a corner and touched his stomach, Meng Fuyao winked, "Oh, why is my stomach hurting all of a sudden? I'm going to..." He ran away, while While running, he waved, "Don't go out of the circle, wait for me to come back..."
Zhan Beiye shook his head and cursed, "This vulgar woman..." while obediently waiting in the circle.
Meng Fuyao ran to the latrine, lifted her legs and jumped out from the back wall of the latrine, while mourning that Prince Zhan was too honest, he had used the trick of urination escape for the second time, why did he still fall for it
Turning out from the fence, Meng Fuyao looked at the gate of the yard for the first time. Meng Fuyao rejoiced, and suddenly a person came out from behind the wall. The person smiled calmly and said, "Good morning, Fuyao."
Meng Fuyao's excitement was immediately extinguished by this warm voice, she stretched out her paw, waved it sullenly, and said, "Morning—"
"You are dressed beautifully today." Changsun Wuji looked at her with a smile, "The deep purple robe with big yellow flowers really matches well."
Meng Fuyao sneered, "Yeah, yeah... you dress beautifully too... what a beautiful color..."
The eldest grandson Wuji smiled, "I've been wearing this color for a long time, and it's rare that you finally find it beautiful." He opened his head inward, and said, "Has Mr. Zong woke up? I have some medical questions to ask him."
"Ah?" Meng Fuyao's eyes lit up and she was overjoyed, and she said repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I am planting grass in the garden." She graciously took the sleeve of the eldest grandson Wuji and pointed to him, "Here, let's go into the yard for the last time. ,You know."
"Okay." Changsun Wuji walked away without saying a word, Meng Fuyao was about to jump out, just as he raised his legs, Changsun Wuji suddenly turned around and asked, "I haven't asked you yet, where are you going this early in the morning? "
"Ah?" Meng Fuyao raised his leg high, put it down carefully, rolled his eyes and replied, "I'm tired of eating the breakfast in the manor every day. I heard that the rock sugar tofu nao outside is delicious and tender. I'll buy it." Come back and invite you to eat."
"It's rare that you're willing to treat me. I remember it's the first time I've met you." Changsun Wuji satirized someone's stinginess calmly, and continued walking, "Then go and come back quickly."
Meng Fuyao was overjoyed, he didn't care about his sarcasm, he agreed crisply, and ran away triumphantly.
Finally successfully crossing the gate, Meng Fuyao breathed out a long and comfortable breath. Grandma was oppressed by bitterness and hatred every day, and now she is finally liberated. My old lady wants to have fun today!
Seeing that it was still early, she decided to go to the "Chrysanthemum Road" to taste chrysanthemums first, and triumphantly got on the horse, and suddenly said to her sleeve, "Yuanbao, there is a cluster of red flowers over there, the flowers are sweet, do you want to eat it? "
As soon as he heard that there was food, Master Yuan Bao poked his head out, Meng Fuyao pointed, and Master Yuan Bao rushed over.
"Meow!"
Suddenly a cat emerged from under the flowers.
Mr. Yuan Bao's body immediately froze when he climbed on the string of red. He picked up the flowers and looked down slowly. The cat looked at it with curiosity and thought, seriously thinking about whether this strangely dressed thing is a deadly enemy. Rats are relatives of rabbits.
Meng Fuyao sat on the horse and laughed happily.
Going out today is going to do bad things, so you can’t follow Yuan Bao. The problem is that this guy is very sensitive, and he has a spiritual connection with his master. It’s definitely not possible to bring it by yourself. Get off its master, and when its master rushes over, it can't do anything by itself, so just find something to do for it, so that it has no time to connect.
A few days ago, I saw a cat hole under the bunches of red, and there was a kitten in it. It was just right, so I could prove whether there are any mice in the world who are not afraid of cats.
Master Yuan Bao finally confirmed that the yellow thing below was that kind of animal called a cat, and immediately screamed, jumped off the flower and wanted to run away, but unfortunately it forgot that it was wearing the dance that Meng Fuyao badly presented. The skirt, that thing was dragging and dragging, dragging the long skirt, Mr. Yuan Bao ran a few steps, then rolled, got up and ran again, rolled again.
In desperation, it grabbed a thin broken branch on the ground, withdrew its hind legs, and raised its front paws, assuming the sword posture of Changsun Wuji meeting Meng Fuyao for the first time, breaking through the formation.
The kitten was taken aback by the "Martial Arts Master Yuan Bao"'s flashy gesture, and took a step back a little timidly. Master Yuan Bao immediately pointed at the branch, and the second move was flat on the sand and the wild goose fell. The posture was really silly.
It's a pity that the snow-white fur on the back of its buttocks gradually became wet.
Meng Fuyao laughed heartily, whipped his whip and ran away without a conscience, leaving poor Master Yuan Bao dragging his pink skirt to continue confronting the cat.
After turning a corner, and then another, the energetic Meng Fuyao gradually saw an embroidered curtain in an alley in front of him.
The curtain is really unique, embroidered with a golden chrysanthemum, with thousands of threads and leaves, swaying in the wind. Meng Fuyao watched with bright eyes, shouted, "Chrysanthemum, here I come!" Kicking the horse's belly, he rushed in quickly.
in a minute.
Meng Fuyao hit the horse desperately, "Turn around, turn around for me!"
The alley was so narrow that the horse couldn't turn around, so Meng Fuyao had no choice but to squat on the horse and greet the two handsome guys blocking the alley, "Good to meet you, good to meet you."
Zong Yue calmly looked at a rare flower in the alley without raising his head, "The aura of heaven and earth in this alley is indeed more, no wonder you have walked half the city, it's really not easy."
Zhan Beiye hugged his chest, looked at her sideways, there was actually a circle drawn under his feet, seeing Meng Fuyao looking over with black lines on his face, he pointed to the circle under his feet, and said slyly, "I didn't get out of the circle."
He said again, "Come here, you haven't finished beating yet, your convenient journey and time are really long."
Meng Fuyao collapsed, simply dropped the rein, and fled backwards.
"Since you're here, why leave?"
Someone smiled, caught her who was popping out like a cannonball, squeezed her face, and said, "This bean curd is really fragrant and tender."
Meng Fuyao smiled flatteringly, nodded his head, "It's okay, it's okay."
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Have you ever seen a handsome guy accompany you to a male brothel
Have you ever seen a beauty play with a beauty
Meng Fuyao thinks that he is the record-breaking one, and he is accompanied by not one handsome guy, but three.
It's one of life's great... miseries.
She had already planned to go back home, but the three bastards came as soon as they said they were coming. Let's see together and see what kind of man in this world can attract Miss Meng so much. If you want to come here, if it is really worth learning, they don't mind asking a teacher to learn a skill or something.
Meng Fuyao was held hostage in the middle, he couldn't run away, he couldn't scold him, he couldn't be afraid of scalding, so he reached out his hand to pinch Changsun Wuji to the left and Zongyue to the right, and smiled obsessively, "You two young men It's really beautiful, come and give me a fragrance."
She squinted at the two noble and sturdy ones, waiting for them to get angry and go home, but the eldest grandson Wuji smiled slightly and said, "Master, three thousand taels a pinch, thank you for your patronage."
Zong Yue said lightly, "Master, my face is poisonous, and your hands will itch all day today."
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All the way into the yard, the male bustard came out to meet her, his eyes showed surprise and excitement, just like the old bustard saw a beauty and wanted to cheat into the brothel to make money, the beauty of Changsun Wuji and the three of them immediately shocked the old bustard, Together with Meng Fuyao—she disguised herself as a man, her outline was also delicate, and she was also a good rabbit.
Meng Fuyao picked his teeth, looked at the old bustard with furious eyes, but kept his face calm, and said, "Mom Sang, I want four of the most beautiful ladies in your yard, buddies, one of them is going to bloom today." " She pointed at Zhan Beiye again, "You're welcome, butcher it hard, this one will pay the bill."
The old bustard looked at Zhan Beiye, he had seen a lot of people, and at a glance he knew that these people were not here to visit the Elephant Girl's House, but Zhan Beiye snorted and waved his hands, "Go, find the best one, I... I want to meet her eyes."
Meng Fuyao's gloomy gaze at the sky... Brothers, you will never understand the surging and pure heart of a rotten girl...
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"Beauty... brother is really lucky to see you... vomit..." Meng Fuyao affectionately took Xiao Guan's hand, and couldn't finish reading half of the lines, and threw up while spitting out, and cursed, "Damn this Is it shou? This is also worthy of shou? That waist is thinner than an elephant!"
Zhan Beiye waved his hand and said, "Change!"
Those two were playing chess leisurely, occasionally looking up, Changsun Wuji said, "I think it's okay, it's better than the pockmarked one just now, you just let it go."
Zong Yue put down a pawn and said calmly, "I think this one is cleaner, there was a little dirt behind that ear just now."
Meng Fuyao said dying, "I've had enough fun, can I go home?"
"No." It was Zhan Beiye who answered, "I haven't seen the type you like yet."
The rescued Master Yuan Bao crawled out of Changsun Wuji's sleeve, gleefully watching his master avenge him, Meng Fuyao viciously "meow!", Master Yuan Bao immediately retracted.
"Beauty... Brother, seeing you is really... vomit..."
"Beauty... my brother saw you... vomit..."
"Beauty... brother... vomit..."
"Damn! Don't play anymore!" Meng Fuyao finally yelled at the case after vomiting all his bile, "If you want chrysanthemums, you will die! If you want to kill or cut, whatever you want! Anyway, I won't die—"
"Feng Mo has seen the young master."
The voice from the door, elegant, quiet, with a slightly trembling ending, reminds the listener of a starlight trailing a trail of tail feathers from the sky, or a flower timidly blooming in the wind.
Meng Fuyao turned her head in amazement, and saw in front of the opened paper door stood a handsome man in scarlet clothes, with black hair like ink, skin as radiant as snow, and a pair of slender and bright eyes, shining like stars.
She is a rare beauty!
Meng Fuyao opened her mouth wide, wondering why such a beauty suddenly appeared, did she go the wrong way
Zong Yue said coolly behind him, "Be careful of your saliva."
Meng Fuyao hurried to meet her as if waking up from a dream, "Beauty... brother..."
It was only when I said this that I realized that the beauty is no longer young, and there are shallow fine lines at the corners of her eyes, but her actual age cannot be seen, but it adds a bit of charm accumulated over time. Meng Fuyao stared at the beauty's red lips, her eyes brightened, and she cheered in her heart Wow! Top queen by wow...
Zhan Beiye touched his stump thoughtfully, pondering, how dare this woman like old ones
Changsun Wuji stopped playing, looked at the young man who called himself Feng Mo, and frowned slightly.
The man's posture was generous, without waiting for Meng Fuyao's invitation, he had already walked in, his eyes turned around, and he asked with a smile, "Which young master needs to be served?"
Meng Fuyao hurried over, "I'll talk to you about love, talk about love..."
The eyes of those three people all fell on her very forcefully, and Meng Fuyao's back immediately broke out in cold sweat. She gritted her teeth and persisted, pulling the beauty and refusing to let go. It is not available at any time, and it may be a bragging capital when we return to modern times in the future.
Meng Fuyao desperately resisted the offensive eyes from behind, and pulled the beauty Feng Mo to chat, and while talking, she found that she could not keep up with Feng Mo's eloquence.