Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 5: The Fate of Sleeping Together

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The man suddenly turned around and rushed over.

With extreme agility, he rushed to the feet of both of them.

Meng Fuyao and Changsun Wuji didn’t move when he threw him over. Both of them are top masters. They all know that rushing doesn’t mean killing people. Those who want to kill may not rush over. Whether or not a person will shoot, see. Murderous to know.

Not only is this person not murderous, but even the martial arts are lowly.

He rushed over, changed his previous look and randomness, and raised his head very respectfully: "Before he is rude to His Royal Highness and King Meng, please forgive me!"

Meng Fuyao murmured: "Before and be stubborn...really bothering you."

Changsun Wuji took a step back and said: "I don't know who is your Excellency. I dare not accept the gift."

Meng Fuyao murmured again: "If you have nothing to do with courtesy, you will steal if you do it."

The man stood up, leaned slightly and said: "Xuanji Fengwu, I have seen Prince and King Meng."

Meng Fuyao grumbled again: "Fengwu? I still have Liuwu!"

Changsun Wuji pinched her, she immediately pinched back, and the two behind each other pinched each other with smiles and groaned: "Ah...Fifth Prince Feng...I am so lucky to meet."

Both of them are human spirits. They neither asked why the dignified son should cook in the fishermen’s boat house, nor why they suddenly called out their identity since they were incognito. After the two sentences "fortunately meeting", Meng Fu patted. Stomach said: "Ah... I'm so full today." Changsun Wuji said: "Then go back, Tiecheng and Chuanniang are still waiting for us." The two of them talked to themselves and turned around.

The Fifth Prince Feng smiled bitterly and looked at him without a word. He suddenly said: "There are many crises ahead, tigers and wolves are waiting for you, Xuanji is the power of the country, and the net is open for the crown prince and king Meng. The two really don’t know. Huh?"

Meng Fuyao half turned around, propped his hands on the bulkhead, and smiled: "If I really don't know, how could I be'missing', and how could I meet you on this fishing boat?"

"The prince and the king of Meng are brave, so naturally they don’t put the trivial Xuanji in their eyes." Feng Wudao: "I just heard inadvertently that someone wants to harm the two people and invites the world’s first-class powerhouse. After all, Tianbang is just a hors d'oeuvre, and resetting on the road ahead is the fresh and hot stir-fry."

He lifted his fingers and said like a treasure: "It is said that the eleventh princes took advantage of their current position and used the clearing and suppression as a cover to gather all the northern land green forest forces in an attempt to kill you. Once this is done, I wish to benefit. I am rewarded with a lot of money, and I hope those who have won the official will be recruited. In addition, the eldest daughter of the Royal Concubine Rong is also currently serving as an inspector in the middle road. She has always been in charge of the "purple cloak" of Xuanji Country, similar to the assassination monitoring agencies in various countries. People can eat well in both black and white. When you leave the northern border and enter the middle road, you also enter the sphere of influence of the "purple cloak." After the middle road, the three princes of Ning Fei cleared out the long-standing criminal case in Fujing and are investigating the case locally. They are in charge of all the military deacon powers in the Southern Territory. These people are a group of evil dogs. They kill people like the grass and are notorious as the "purple cloak." When people reach the hands of such people, they are not afraid of death, but they are afraid that they cannot die properly. It is still the most powerful person who clearly wants to fight for the throne and disturb the muddy waters. As for the palace, there are other... alas, the hodgepodge is hard to distinguish!"

Meng Fuyao looked at the three-sentence prince who cooked vegetables, and said lightly: "It's nothing, it can't be done. The two of me are not afraid of losing face, just return to China."

"I'm afraid I can't come and go." Feng Wu's tone sounded like alarmism. Meng Fuyao laughed and pointed to his nose and said: "We? Can't come and go?"

The grandson Wuji suddenly said: "What is the meaning of the five princes, just say it."

"It's really a last resort." The joy of hope flashed through Feng's five eyes, and he bowed his body and said: "Two of you, please come in and talk."

"No." Meng Fu shook her eyebrows. She intuitively disliked the narrow space, and she refused directly, "Except for the top five of the top ten, the world can eavesdrop on us and still be undetected has yet to be born, you think Whatever you say, don’t worry."

"Okay." Feng Wu considered it and said slowly: "Let me make a long story short, the dispute between the emperor and heir of Xuanji has always been the fiercest country known to all countries. Last summer, the emperor father suddenly fell ill. Day by day, the succession of the new master has become the most important issue in the harem of the court. The queen asks for the birth of a child, the royal concubine Rong asks for the birth of a son, and the concubine Ning asks for the establishment of a virtuous person. The three parties have their own powers. In half a year, several princes and princes died inexplicably. Last winter, when his majesty was at his worst, he finally issued an edict saying that the new master had been established, but he did not say who it was, but the prince. The courtiers naturally had doubts, but According to the regulations, I have only officially enthroned the new lord in April. Now the situation is grim. There are still a few months before the enthronement. His Majesty kept the identity of the new lord secret, perhaps just to protect her, so it was a little quieter."

"Who knows that once my wife went home from the palace, but immediately asked me to pack up and leave Tongcheng. I don’t know why, seeing her tone and expression very anxious, she insisted on going together, she said Two days later, we had to go to the palace waiter. We agreed that I would wait for her to leave the capital with her at Shiliting outside the city gate before the key was released that night."

Feng Wu said that, with an expression of pain on his face, Meng Fuyao and Changsun Wuji looked at each other, knowing that people can't wait.

Sure enough, Feng Wudao said: "I waited until the moon was in the middle of the sky that night, and until the dawn, I didn't see her. I still want to wait. My loyal servants knew that things were not good and knocked me out. Take it away. Later, I tried to quietly contact the old Beijing to help me find out about my wife, but no one was born or a dead body was seen."

When he said this, he turned his head and quietly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, breathed silently, turned around and smiled reluctantly: "Let the two laugh, I... my wife and I are very affectionate, Tong Everyone in the city knows that Fengwu and his wife are in harmony with each other in their case. My wife is not of high birth and is the daughter of a small official. My royal family has never been allowed to intermarry an official below the third grade. At the beginning, I worked hard and insisted on marrying. I don’t have the support of my mother’s power. My mother is just a five-grade picking forest in the palace. She can’t say anything for me. For this reason, I fell in love with my father. In the end, it was Yasukuni Tang’s family who saw us pitifully and accepted my wife as a righteous daughter After I got married from the Tang family, I entered the royal gate. My wife had a hard life. After I got married, I couldn't enjoy the royal wealth for a day. On the contrary, I was often teased by the concubines who came from everyone. She and other princes and concubines only ask for peace twice a month, but when she comes to the palace to talk about gossips, she must often enter the palace to serve the queen, do things that palace ladies and eunuchs can do, and often gossips come and invite An Jiji to eat melon seeds. Gossip, she doesn't even have a seat, standing and serving tea and pouring water..."

Feng Wuxuxu said, Qingzhu’s face was already distorted by the pain in his heart, and he choked up: "I am useless...I can't give her a good life. Fortunately, she smiles every time she comes back from the palace and says What delicious and fun things the queen gave, I have always believed that it was true, if it weren't... if it wasn't for one time I accidentally ran into..."

Meng Fuyao sighed softly, and felt a little bit more disgusting towards Xuanji Palace. The heart said that Queen Xuanji had better not meet her. He met the boss to instigate her!

"My wife is very virtuous." Feng Wu calmed down for a while, barely suppressing her voice: "Since marrying me, she has followed the old rule that the prince Xuanji can succeed to the throne. It is really a silent murderer, she always persuades I, don’t get involved in the fight for the throne. Just be your own idle prince. It’s good if you don’t use all the glory and wealth, but it depends on whether you have a life to enjoy. I listen to her, and I only go to the yamen every day. , I usually only cook with her at home, I like cooking. I have always been ridiculed by my brothers. They think that I am a prince and shame the entire Xuanji royal family. But she said, I would rather live to be despised. , Is better than being admired by death. Her words are really good. I look down on my brothers. Most of them are dead now..."

Meng Fuyao was silent, thinking that this woman is indeed transparent. Some things seem to be very simple for bystanders, but the authorities are often easy to get confused. Besides, she has been bullied and replaced by an ordinary person. Exciting, it's rare that this woman is generous and calm, not surprised by honor or disgrace, Feng Wu really has a good eye.

It’s no wonder that Fengwu, even eating a dish, never forgets to test the affection of the husband and wife, probably to miss the time of love.

"Then what did she hear that caused misfortune?" Meng Fuyao pondered.

"I don't know, she looked in a hurry that night and only urged me to go. I asked again and again. She only said that it is better not to know something than to know. She only said one thing when sending me out..."

"What?"

"She said, why is she like this..."

"He is the man or she is the woman?" Meng Fuyao asked.

Feng Wu shook his head, and for a long while, he slowly stretched out his hand, covering his face, his voice and tears slowly overflowed from his fingers: "She should have escaped with me that night, but she just wanted to do it the next day. Going to the palace, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, I will go to Hushan. Why am I so stupid, I never thought that she was giving me time to go out of the city..."

Dark cabins, narrow passages, pale and clear men standing against the wall, crying silently, the air has a unique salty taste on water, the smell of tears of longing and pain.

"So you are fishing for our two fish with political food on this water?" Meng Fuyao said slowly: "How do you know we are coming?"

"Earlier, I didn't have this plan." Feng Wu blew his nose and wiped his nose with a dirty veil. Meng Fu turned his head unbearably and listened to him, "I was heartbroken. , Drifting around, cooking in various water, small towns, mountains and plains, that is just a vent, only recently received news from the Tang family that it is the Tang family of Jingguo, a loyal and good family, the young master is very talented. The prince fought for the seat, and the courtiers stood in line. Only the Tang family had been impartial. He told me that my wife had visited the Guogong Mansion before returning home that night and talked to him, but he didn’t say anything. , I just want me to find a way to stop you and tell you that the road ahead is dangerous. Please be careful. In the northern border under the influence of the Eleventh Prince, it is best to take the waterway, but the waterway is inconvenient. If possible, the water can help. Not yet under the control of the eleven princes, they can at least bypass half of the ambush with their power, and try to meet the mountains in the middle. It is difficult for the "purple cloak" cavalry to enter the mountains, so I came up with this political dietary method, I want to come to you Will be attracted..."

"What about then?" Meng Fuyao's eyes flashed and smiled, "Then he exchanged this kind of whistleblower with limited substance in exchange for us to help you find your wife or get revenge?"

Feng Wu, who wasn't thick enough, lowered his head in shame and acquiesced.

Meng Fuyao looked at him, sighed, turned his head to the smiling and silent grandson Wuji: "Look, everyone is taking me as a victim, this one gave the news of Yunshan Mist at any rate, that Huajun King , I hit my door with nothing."

The grandson Wou-ki touched her head and said like a puppy: "Who told you to take care of the royal family has long been famous."

"I love pipes? I love pipes?" Meng Fuyao pointed to his nose and wanted to cry without tears. It was a big misunderstanding. When did she nosy? Isn't it all because it happened to involve the Longsun Wuji vs. Kitano Zongyue? She just felt that the favor of others had to be reported!

Turning his head to look at Feng Wu with a look of hope, Meng Fuyao asked Changsun Wuji with his eyes. Changsun Wuji chuckles, and whispered in Meng Fuyao's ear: "I will always be the only one looking forward to King Meng."

Every time he speaks in Meng Fuyao's ear, his speech is turbulent, half-talking, so Meng Fuyao feels soft and itchy all over, jumps aside, glares at him, and looks at Feng Wu again, thinking about his love His wife was missing, she was floating alone, carrying the sorrow of worrying about his wife, living on the fishing boat and selling vegetables, and talking about food and scriptures painstakingly just to ask them for help. It was really miserable for a prince to get into this situation.

No, it should be said that, as the prince and prince of Xuanji, she is really miserable...

For a long while, Meng Fuyao murmured: "That's what happened anyway..." Turning his head and saying: "His Royal Highness, I will take down your words. I advise you, don't be a chef here after today. I went to my subordinates incognito and went back to Beijing with them all the way back to Beijing. I'm not allowed to meet Hua Yan, an old acquaintance, and make friendship together. His Chinese family should be somewhat influential."

She handed over a box and said: "This is a mask. You change your outfit and wait at the root of the wall of Yonghe County in front. I will arrange for someone to pick you up and return to Beijing."

Feng Wu thanked him again and again, and then took out a small bamboo tube from his arms and said: "Little Grandpa Tang asked me to bring it to King Meng."

Meng Fuyao glanced at him with a smile, thinking that this person is a nerd, that is a nonsense, look at this thing, if she doesn't make a formal statement, he won't give it, right?

She accepted it, but did not open it, and said: "Where is the third dish?"

Fengwu Black Line, I didn’t expect this woman to forget to eat at this time. How did all the ups and downs in the past come out?

He had no choice but to really wash his hands and make soup. This time, he didn’t need to make a silly one, two or three dishes. He made a table full of meat and vegetables, which was effective in comforting him because he didn’t eat meat and he had already complained about the first two dishes. The long-awaited Master Yuan Bao, Meng Fuyao and Master Yuan Bao leaped on the table to eat, but Changsun Wou-ki tasted everything, then put down his chopsticks and sighed: "I still think the first two dishes are the best..."

Meng Fuyao looked at him contemptuously—not the best, but the way you like it best, right?

After eating and rubbing his mouth, Meng Fuyao pointed to the last colorful vegetable stir-fried ten vegetables, and smiled: "This is like your prince Xuanji, entangled in a mess, but each has a bright and distinct stand. There is only one good way to deal with them."

She picked up the dinner plate and ate half of them unceremoniously with Master Yuan Bao. After hearing Feng Wu curiously asked what to do, she laughed and said: "One pot stew!"

After finishing the bowl and putting it aside, he pulled Long Sun Wuji and left. Feng Wu suddenly remembered something and asked, "How do you plan to change the route?"

The two turned around, smiled, and answered together:

"Continue traveling!"

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"Why don't you continue to play?" Meng Fuyao lay lazily on the boat, constantly burping, "He Fengwu really thought he was selling vegetables on this boat, and those flowers and plants would not know? Fengwu left. Although the flowers and grasses of Xuanji's family are not sure about our whereabouts, they must know that they have already talked to us, and they must think that we are going to change our route and go to the remote road... I will not change the king, I will not go!" /

"Yes, yes, you don't want to go. The princes and princes of Xuanji don't know our King Meng, who is a born orphan, doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back."

Meng Fu shook his head and smiled and looked at the guy who closed his eyes and dozingly: "Comrade, it seems that you have a lot of opinions on me?"

"Dare not dare." Changsun Wuji smiled, "Anyone who has opinions about your Excellency is said to be dead now."

Meng Fuyao laughed, spread his hands and feet on the deck, looking up at the blue sky and white clouds, listening to the side of the flowing water, and said: "This is a good time to talk about life and death, it is really horrible..."

"In the bamboo pipe, the little father of the Tang family, what did you tell me?"

"A very mysterious and weird sentence, just four words." Meng Fuyao said: "See you Yan Wang."

Zhang Sun Wuji smiled and said: "How can there be such a whistleblowing."

"I'm afraid there is something hard to say." Meng Fuyao said: "I suspect that the flowers and plants arranged by the flowers and plants must be very complicated. I always feel that not only the hopeless flowers and plants of the throne hope to kill us and cause the Three Kingdoms disputes, but the troubled waters are coveted. The throne, maybe even Xuanji’s new emperor and the old emperor might not be at ease. The two of us seem to be the target of Xuanji’s entire imperial family. Everyone took turns stabbing, ahhhh...it’s so tired to think of it."

"Since I have been involved inadvertently, the road ahead and the back road are as dangerous as it is, just go forward." Changsun Wuji said indifferently: "If you don't advance or retreat, avoidance may not be useful, but passive."

"I only ask you one question." Meng Fuyao leaned over and lay on top of the grandson Wuji, "The last time your junior sister said that you saved Buddha Lotus, is it true or not?"

Zhang Sun Wuji opened his eyes, smiled and stared at the white forehead like a flowery lips, stretched out his hand and pulled Meng Fuyao to his chest, and smiled: "I will tell you if I kiss."

Meng Fuyao scolded: "I don't forget the pervert who takes advantage all the time!" The hand-stucked man was about to get up, but somehow the hull of the boat suddenly swayed, and the water was weak, and suddenly fell again. Changsun Wuji immediately smiled and hugged him. With a flick of his finger, a golden leaf fell silently at the feet of the ship’s lady.

Chuan Niang quickly picked it up with an open eyebrow, this business is a good deal!

The grandson Wuji chuckled and kissed Meng Fuyao’s forehead. He didn’t even plan to get an inch and let go, and said, “Taeyeon was deliberately **** me off. I went back to the teacher’s door and asked her last time. Although he was there, he did not save Buddha Lotus."

"So, dead?"

"The problem lies here." Changsun Wuji said: "At that time, Tae-yan didn't know the situation. She saw Folian being robbed by the robbers and wanted to save her. After sealing off the memory of the guards who were fake bandits, she turned her head. Buddha Lotus is gone."

"It's gone?" Meng Fuyao was stunned, "Can the big man disappear under Taiyan's eyelids?"

"Taeyeon herself was very angry, so after she figured out what was going on, she turned around and came to me for something wrong." Changsun Wuji frowned and smiled helplessly.

"Hey..." Meng Fuyao sighed and stopped speaking.

Suddenly felt a shock, Meng Fu shook his brow and straightened up. Turning his head, he saw that the hull was slightly tilted, sinking slowly.

Someone pierced the boat underwater.

The ship’s lady ran over in a panic, slapped her thighs and cried and cursed: "Goddamn water devils! Didn’t you promise to pay the hard work?"

Meng Fuyao originally thought he was the one who was chasing the two of them, but he was wondering that these people were so capable and could find them so quickly. Hearing this, it didn't mean that right, and he quickly pulled Changsun Wuji to the top of the boat. He suddenly asked: "What's the matter?"

"Guests can swim? Hurry up, it's not the time to talk!" The ship's lady lost her oar with tears in her eyes, and quickly gathered the money from the ship and tied it to her waist. Meng Fuyao sighed and said: "Or I can’t avoid the fate of falling into the water......"

In a blink of an eye, I saw several ships coming in front, all with black hulls and red flags. There were many people standing on the bows, all carrying bright knives, drumming drums, and the sound of the drums passed dozens of thick. Inside the water, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "The boatman, let's go to the boat to avoid it. The water is cold in early spring. It's not fun if it's frozen."

"I can't go." The ship's lady turned her head and saw the ship, her lips trembled as if she saw a ghost, "Lishui Cao Gang's ship raised its flag to sacrifice to the God of Water. It's no wonder that we smashed my ship for fear of crashing into the God of Water. Grandpa, I knew I wouldn’t leave the ship today...The guests must not go, they will take you for the most important sacrificial rites of Caobang Kaichun!"

After she finished talking, the ship had only the roof left. The ship’s lady stomped, and a fierce boy plunged into the water. Meng Fuyao shrugged, kicked the spire of the boat, and stood with Changsun Wuji. On the canopy of the boat floating on the water, he reached out his hand and picked up a rope from the board of the boat, Huo Huo threw it out at the big boat.

The long rope flew straight away, and with a "swish" sound, it steadily got on the ship's side. Meng Fu shook his hand and wanted to fly straight. Suddenly, the boat flashed with a knife, and someone cut the rope with a knife.

Meng Fu shook his brow and raised his brow, retracted the rope with his hand. The rope end was dipped in the water, kicked off a canopy, and his feet slipped along the water for several feet. The rope in his hand suddenly flew up, bending around his back and bowing his head. Swipe vigorously!

"Pop!"

The rope soaked in water was as heavy as an iron whip, passing over the calm water, and the wind stirred up a crystal curtain wall, and then with splashing water, it hit the opponent's hull!

"嚓——"

The cracking sound can still be heard clearly even if it is several feet apart. The paulownia wood oil-thick hull gave the ferocious whip and cracked, and the hull tilted, and a large amount of water poured into the hole. The huge ship immediately began to sink slowly.

The people on the boat exclaimed, the drum music stopped panic and rescue, the deck was slammed by jumbled footsteps, vaguely heard someone shouting: "Go to the boat over there!"

Someone called: "I have already prayed for the God of Water, don't abolish the sacrifice halfway!"

"Push it down!"

"Wow!" There was a sound of water, and a heavy object seemed to be pushed down.

From the angle where Meng Fuyao was, I couldn’t see what they were pushing down. She didn’t save her. She just sneered and stood on the floating canopy, watching the ship slowly tilting and sinking, and watching the people on the ship follow. She slid into the next ship in a panic after the hook lock, and after waiting for a while, she frowned slightly.

With a sudden "puff" on his side, Tiecheng dived into the water and swam desperately to the place where the heavy object had been pushed down.

Meng Fu shook his head to look at the grandson Wuji, and said, "This child, I am impatient."

The two looked at each other and all smiled. The previous three people saw that the sacrificial offerings on the ship were individuals, and they were pushed down when the ship broke apart. Meng Fuyao was afraid of fraud, so he waited for a while, seeing that. People never come up, it seems that there will be no fakes.

Seeing Tiecheng rescue the man and swim towards the second boat, Meng Fuyao and Changsun Wuji both flew up, stopped on the first boat, and brought Tiecheng and the people he rescued to the second boat. This time no one dared to intercept this ship, and anyone who destroyed a ship with a whip could not offend it.

Meng Fuyao stepped on the board, smiled at the shining light of the boat, and said, "Good afternoon, everyone."

"Who are you! How dare you disturb me to worship the water god!" The yellow robe man with a lion-nosed mouth shouted angrily.

"It's really an uncivilized cannibal fan, when is it still a living sacrifice?" Meng Fuyao frowned and looked back at the animal, wet and unconscious in Tiecheng's hands, with a small face with big palms and tight hair. Sticking to his pale forehead, he was even more skinny. He was tied tightly by a few cowhide ropes. Tie Cheng was busy untying the ropes. At his age, he was only a child.

"That's our business!" The man in yellow robe shouted angrily, "Are you an outsider, you are nosy and not afraid of death?"

The captain's knives slapped each other together, and the sound was clear. This was a signal for all enemies. Meng Fuyao just smiled lazily, and when he stretched out his hand, the yellow robe man’s neck suddenly came into her hand.

The sound of the boat full of knives stopped abruptly, and the men on the water showed horror and took a step quietly. The yellow-robed man struggled vigorously, his face flushed, but he couldn't say a word.

Pinching the other person’s neck unhurriedly, Meng Fuyao squinted, and said unhurriedly: "Auntie, I have seen your ship, so I decided to use this ship to get off to Lishui. From now on, you Everyone on the three ships stayed on this ship for me. Five cabins on the top floor were reserved for us. The rest except the helmsman and the cook, stayed in the cabins below for me, reporting daily to the toilet and reporting to eat. , I will count the number of people every day, one less, kill the whole cabin."

She gently, almost gently, grabbed an iron anchor weighing a hundred jins in her hand, squeezed plasticine in her hand into a ball of collar shape, hung it around the neck of the yellow robe, and smiled very politely. Asked: "Do you need me to kill now to prove it?"

The people in the boat watched the heavy iron anchors were crushed into iron yoke like muddy understatement, and watched their assistant rudder handles being let go, they crashed top-heavy to the ground, desperately. Pulling the iron ring but unable to pull it apart, thinking that it is immortal, wearing this heavy thing on the neck for a lifetime will be tossed to death sooner or later, the eyes are full of horror, and they stare at each other. The people who opened their mouths to curse, now shrink their necks. Meng Fuyao clapped his hands, grabbed another iron anchor, raised his hand, and smashed the third ship that was about to escape.

The iron anchor screamed and the wind screamed, and the "boom" hit the ship. The river flooded and destroyed another ship in an instant. Meng Fu sat on the ship with a golden sword and waved to the opposite side, "Come, come to the meeting. "

The stairs were set up, and the people on the opposite ship boarded helplessly. The people on the three ships squeezed into one, and the ship was full of people. Meng Fuyao asked Tiecheng to lead them off the cabin, each of the narrow cabins. Five or six people crowded like canned sardines. Meng Fu shook his head and looked at the cabin design. He saw that it was a small townhouse with several rooms on the left and right. The cabins were closed with only one door. He smiled and said, "Open it to you. A window." Grabbing a long gun, standing in front of the wall of a cabin, raised his hand and shot.

The spear went straight through with lightning, and there was a burst of crackling. In an instant, there was a large hole in the upper half of all cabins, which penetrated straight to the end. Everyone can pass through that hole and see all cabins. movement.

"I said, run one and kill the whole cabin." Meng Fuyao smiled and pointed to the hole: "Welcome to report illegal departures."

She Shi Shiran went out, walked to the door and smiled and said: "Welcome to escape."

The sardines squeezed into the can and looked at her silently, looking at her like a murderer.

Meng Fuyao is very satisfied with this effect, just to create a butcher's potential without killing one person, otherwise it would be tiring for her to monitor so many people, and for her Tiecheng to monitor her, she would also feel sorry for her family's labor. Let them monitor each other to save effort.

She lazily went up to the top deck, Tie Cheng was still uneasy, she dragged a bench to wait, Meng Fuyao passed by him, sighed: "Fool, wait for annoying you."

Tie Cheng is still counting the numbers with his fingers, and he asks very puzzled: "Prince, you, me, the rescued, we only need four cabins."

Meng Fuyao smiled wryly, and passed him, Master Yuanbao in her arms crawled out of her arms, and lay on her shoulders and pointed at Tiecheng's nose.

There is one more room, too, for Master Yuanbao.

Tiecheng sighed and looked at the canned sardines below, showing sympathetic eyes.

Meng Fuyao passed by the cabin where the child slept, and looked at the probe. The child was unconscious. Meng Fuyao went in and took his pulse. The pulse became loose and tight when it was floating. It seemed that he was too frightened. Seeing that the child’s face was yellow and thin, his hands and feet were rough, and his palms had thick calluses worn out by fishing nets and ropes, he was probably a fisherman’s child, but he didn’t know why he became the water **** offering.

Meng Fuyao is very allergic to the child right now, so he immediately avoided him and returned to his cabin. As soon as the door was opened, he saw a certain prince lying halfway on her bed as expected. As comfortable as his own bed, he saw her beckoning: "Come here."

Meng Fuyao feels that His Royal Highness has become more and more unreasonable recently. The magpie's nest has taken the initiative to take the initiative to move her feet and hands, which made her step by step. She is highly vigilant and always vigilant. She should be severely condemned from a high moral level. : "Hey, why did you sleep on my bed!"

"This is your bed?" Changsun Wuji blinked and asked innocently.

"Natural!" Meng Fuyao said strictly.

"But I heard that someone has the habit of going to the wrong room." Someone started to turn over the old bill.

Meng Fuyao said with a black face, "I will not go wrong again today. First, I didn't drink, and second, I asked Tiecheng to mark the cabin for me."

The cabins on the ship are exactly the same. Meng Fuyao was afraid that someone would use this as an excuse to "go to the wrong room." He asked Tiecheng to mark each cabin in advance. Tiecheng had already told her that the first cabin The room belonged to her, and a salted fish was hung up, while in the room of Changsun Wuji, fish bones were hung.

"Really?" Changsun Wuji smiled, clicked the cabin door, and said, "Yes, mark."

Meng Fu shook his head and looked up, there was a fish bone hanging on the door...

"You are shameless, change the sign!" Meng Fuyao was grief-stricken.

Chang Sun Wuji smiled and waved, and a cat came out under the bed with a "meow", and Chang Sun Wuji patted its head gently and praised: "Be good, eat fast."

"Squeak--" Master Yuan Bao let out a tragic scream, and worked hard to penetrate deeper into Meng Fuyao's clothes...

Changsun Wuji stood up, pulled Meng Fuyao over, and smiled: "Which one does not matter what is important, come and take a look at the water scene."

The cabin was so big, it was difficult to turn around. Meng Fuyao sighed and moved him to the side. The two leaned on the bedding and looked at the thousands of hectares of water beyond the narrow window. Jiang Haimingyue quietly lived together. Enjoying the tranquility and tranquility in the fishy air around, Meng Fuyao said for a long while: "With this mind, it is better to think about how to easily get to Tongcheng."

"Isn't it great right now?" Changsun Wuji smiled, "At present, the waterway is the safest. Previously, the water was emptied and the surrounding water was completely empty. There were no ships. Where are you and me? Currently, no one in the world knows."

"Your hidden guard and my guard don't know either." Meng Fuyao sighed, "Pros and cons."

"I just had a few words with the cook on the ship when I was up there." Changsun Wuji changed the subject. "He said that these three ships are the elites of the Cao Gang. After the sacrifice to the gods, he originally planned to stop at the next port to participate. The Green Forest League Conference held in Guangcheng County is said to be because the Eleven Princes suppressed the acquisition of banditry policies, which disturbed the balance of the Northland Green Forest and even Xuanji Wulin. Except for those who were bought by Feng Jingrui, most of the strength Gangs actually don’t want to get involved with the government, but they don’t want to survive under Feng Jingrui’s policy of "those who follow me prosper against me and die". Jing Rui is right to the end."

Meng Fuyao listened, his eyes slowly lit up, the light was sly, and the eyes turned and turned, the corners of Changsun Wuji's lips curled up, and he immediately pecked on her cheek with a smile, before she could react. Let go, and said: "I'm going to sleep."

Meng Fuyao was about to pursue the crime of stealing a kiss. He was surprised to see him let go so simply, and he suddenly forgot to condemn it. He yawned lazily, fell asleep, vaguely heard the cabin. Xia Tiecheng's uninterrupted report, "Report, pee!" "Report! Want to solve!", laughed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When she was sleeping, she rolled on the small bed and suddenly felt something was wrong, but she couldn't think of what was wrong. Pressed the bed, sat up and looked around and didn't feel anything, so she had to lie down and sleep while sleeping. While thinking, what is it?

When she slept in the middle of the night, she suddenly felt that the side walls were empty, and the bed moved, and then... a pair of arms stretched over, the familiar smell like the silent but gentle sound of midnight water. Her whole body suddenly fell into the warm embrace of someone.

The person’s eyes gleamed in the dark, like a pearl shining through the mountains and rivers, and he smiled quietly but powerfully in her ear: "I said, which one is really It doesn’t matter, this wall...is active."

Meng Fuyao: "..."

"And." The **** continued, "The next door to your bed is my bed, which is basically connected together. When the movable panel is pulled, it is a bed. You and I were originally sleeping on the same bed. ."

Meng Fuyao tears: "..."

"Fuyao, look." Changsun Wuji's spring breeze breathed on the corners of her forehead, nose, cheeks and lips, an inch of gentle and charming worship, and a low smile, "We are really fate, and we can just drop a boat. Live in the same bed."

Because of your dead head... Meng Fu shook tears and ran away... You shit, so if you are destined to be Mao, you want to point my acupuncture points?

"At this time, there shouldn't be any horrible things happening." Changsun Wuji explained in her ear. The explanation is not like an explanation but like a poker, she gently pulled her hair on her teeth, so not light. The intensity is not heavy, the pain is not painful, and the itch as if the electricity is overturned makes people tremble and trembles, and his smile is low, and his voice seems a little distorted because of being too close. "Fuyao...Ten years of cultivation can be achieved by the same boat, 100 years of cultivation. Sleep together, you and I have cultivated the fate of thousands of years in the previous life, how can you be rejected by your incomprehensible style time and time again?"

Meng Fuyao killed him with his gaze—I said yes, that’s all!

The grandson Wuji turned a blind eye, chuckled lightly, and told her with the strongest smile-I said no, so no.

He stretched out his palm to block someone's gaze from killing the scenery, and leaned in with a smile.