Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 1: Yuanbao selling art

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It is indeed a beauty.

A few days ago, Meng Fuyao was fortunate enough to witness other people's wonderful bodies.

When he thinks he comes from the modern world, who reads the vermilion lips and the pseudo-women's spring beauty, has a deep and transparent understanding of beauty and body art, and therefore has a high degree of determination, he still can't control his saliva. When you can't forget it, you can basically prove that the beauty is very awesome.

Meng Fuyao's small universe is shining, but people retreat.

Tiecheng held the sword and looked at her master strangely--seeing that the expression looked like a wolf pounce, but the action seemed like a wolf running. What did she want to do?

Guardian Tie has never wanted to worry about his master’s virginity problem--anyway, the people around her are not good things, the crown prince, the Emperor Han, the more poisonous Zong, the cloud mark... Yun marks he is not pleasing to his eyes— Don't ask why it's not pleasing to the eye, I don't know.

Is there anyone in the world worthy of Meng Fuyao? The iron guard will always shake his head firmly on this question.

Meng Fuyao smiled at Tiecheng's gaze. This girl would not know the unbreakable truth formula she exchanged for her **** life experience: Beauty = trouble, and it is proportional.

Ahead, the beauty is still dressed in black, standing on a dirt bag in front of the city pass with his hand, looking down at the Xuanyuan national border city pass in the night, he seems to be very suitable for black, the coldness and agility from that slender body. It was as silent as the night and soaked into the earth instantly. He also seemed to like tights very much. His whole body was **** and down without any extra cloth corners. Obviously, it was not to highlight his amazing body, but to highlight his amazing body. Convenience.

Meng Fuyao can almost imagine that once this streamlined body is fully unfolded and plunged into the dark, it will certainly be like a shiny dagger with the sharpest and sharpest lines, the smoothest and most in line with the mechanics of the human body. The obstructive rips and the darkness slumped thousands of miles away, like black fine silk and soft satin facing the sharply polished scissors, cut down, "哧——"

No resistance, fastest speed.

Ninety-nine percent of this person's occupation is a killer.

Meng Fuyao squatted far to the side, wanting to see how the killer beauty entered Xuanyuan-Xuanyuan's border crossing is very strict. The towers are tall and heavily guarded. Those who don't have a pass are exempted from entering. Meng Fuyao has Xuanyuan's pass. , But there was only one. Tiecheng's dead child refused to leave her, and the daytime crowds of people rushing through the barriers did not conform to the low-key style of King Meng. She liked killing people at night.

Meng Fuyao originally planned to sneak across the border of Xuanyuan tonight. He didn’t want to meet the beauty here. Looking at the beauty of her back, there is definitely no such impersonal thing as the customs clearance order. Meng Fuyao really wanted to know what he used. The way is over.

The figure was motionless in the night.

Then, suddenly floated up like a fallen leaf.

As soon as he floated, he floated on the city wall, passing through the blind corner where the light of the tower turret could not be illuminated with extreme precision, and gently pasting the wall, the whole person and the iron-black wall became one.

His posture is a bit weird-he is hanging upside down on the wall, his toes are hooked in the gap of the wall, his head and hands are hanging down, hanging above the city gate, that posture is extremely challenging and difficult, Meng Fuyaoyuan I thought he was planning to do the same as himself-to kill a few people if necessary when he crossed the city wall and crossed the tower at night, but seeing him hanging upside down, motionless, he seemed to be waiting for something.

Meng Fuyao became curious, sneaked close, lay down in the grass, and waited.

The moonlight in the autumn night is cool, and the frontier of Xuanyuan is peaceful. The soldiers patrolling under the moon can’t even dream of it. At this moment, on the wall below them, there is someone waiting in silence, while on the farther hillside In the grass, there are also a pair of bright eyes, shining like moonlight.

They don't even know that the master of these two pairs of calm eyes is about to bring an irreversible huge wave to Xuanyuan.

The moonlight slanted a little bit westward. After most of the night, the man was very patient, and Meng Fuyao was also very patient, because she was lying on the ground and suddenly heard the sound of horses hoofs in the distance.

The sound of a quick horse's hooves hitting the ground was still far away. It was a moment ago. On the dirt road under the moonlight, the white horse was very handsome and its feet moved extremely fast. It was obvious that the people were still pushing their bodies down. In a hurry, he arrived at the gate of the city in an instant.

Meng Fuyao's eyes flashed--she knew what the beauty was going to do.

It's just... she frowned... what should I do next?

Riding on a spark, running overnight, quickly alarmed the guards on the gate of the border city, and heard a series of footsteps, and a torch was quickly lit on the city. A man looking like a captain leaned down and asked loudly. : "Whoever comes, the night is over!"

Immediately, the masked knight in black sneered without saying a word, and a golden token appeared sensibly toward the light that came down from the tower.

Meng Fuyao was far away and couldn’t see the token. He only heard the people on the tower seem surprised, and his voice immediately changed: “I don’t know it’s the special envoy of the Holy Palace. Your lord, open the door!"

The lantern was retracted, and there was another jumble of footsteps, and immediately the knight sneered triumphantly, waiting for the city gate to open for him with his arms folded.

It was the moment when he waited alone, the people on the top of the city confirmed that he was back, and the guards at the gate had not had time to open the door.

This is the only moment that can be exploited.

The man hanging upside down above the city gate suddenly floated down.

Like a dead leaf naturally falling from the branch, it floated to the knight horse. The knight had just photographed a faint shadow in his pupils, and suddenly felt a cold in his throat.

Just as careless and light as a beautiful woman's slender fingers flicking over a flower, she instantly plucked the petals of life.

Before the blood light had time to blast, the black beauty's sword was slapped, and the blood was sealed for some reason. He raised his hand, in the darkness in an elegant posture like playing a piano, an extremely elegant and smooth arc of light. After that, in the next instant he had a **** and complete face!

Then he raised his hand and threw the body in his hand upward!

The corpse flew up to the city wall silently, his sleeves flicked, and a white light flew from the bottom of his sleeves, and he passed through the corpse, nailing the corpse firmly to the city gate, where he had just stayed!

"Squeaky--" The heavy gate opened at this moment.

At this moment, the one who entered the field of vision of the guards was already holding the gold medal. The cold and arrogant "masked knight" just now, the guards bowed humbly, and the others went out of the city and looked around as usual—Xuanyuan The border is guarded cautiously. There is no place around the city to hide his figure, not even grass.

A soldier with a sharp nose sniffed the air suspiciously, and said suspiciously: "Why is it a little bloody..." He was slammed by the team leader halfway through his words, and he turned to the knight's back. After slamming his mouth, the soldiers suddenly realized-I heard that the papal knights are all killers performing top secret missions in the country, and they are bloody, which is normal.

The guards didn’t find anything, they went back safely, stretched out their hands, and cautiously invited the "knight" to enter the border. The man nodded aggressively, and suddenly half turned around to look behind him, and then he spurred his horse to break the autumn. The moonlight night away.

The city gate slowly closed again, and Meng Fuyao let out a long sigh of relief on the hillside.

Rely... It's really cruel.

The shots are precise and powerful, and the timing is amazing!

Hang the gate upside down and waited for the prey. After the prey had displayed the token, he called to open the gate and he took action. From the guard verification token to the lower city, he fell, killed, peeled and nailed the body. It was done in one go, and it was completed in an instant when you raised your hand, turning murder into art.

The most wonderful thing is to nail the corpse. It takes full advantage of the blind spots of human thinking. Because there is no place to hide the corpse around, no one can think of looking up at the city gate. There is a corpse nailed.

I can imagine what a sensation and shock to find such a corpse nailed to the wall tomorrow on the border of Xuanyuan.

This killer beauty is not only good at killing people, but also seems to know the situation in Xuanyuan very well. It can be seen that he knows what kind of "Holy Palace Special Envoy" will pass through the night tonight, specially to wait for the rabbit Li Daitao Zheng, he has taken Tokens, presumably, are not an idle thing.

This person has a bad intention. It seems that something is going to happen in Xuanyuan.

Meng Fuyao thought about the look he had before he left. This guy has discovered himself. What does his look mean? Tell me to learn too?

So she learned.

She didn't learn well—the slashing technique was too subtle and she was not proficient, so she drew a big cross.

Soon, the desks of the intelligence specialists of the emperors of various countries put such a news on the desk of X, X, X, X, Xuanyuan was invaded, and the intruders were vicious and bold. Three dead bodies were hanged at the city gate. One of the faces has been lost, and the two have crosses on their faces. It is suspected that Xuanyuan’s neighboring countries XX and XX protested. Xuanyuan Zhengti rode out and searched closely... The Wuzhou Continent, which has been peaceful for many years, may be about to set off war again... Yun Yun .

This piece of information has naturally entered the vision of the Dahan Intelligence Department. It’s a pity that you are busy turning the stones to see if there are any spies below. Recently, no one has time to enter the official office... So, wait until the Emperor Dahan read it. When I arrived at this vital piece of information, I had already sadly missed the first time......

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Xuanyuan State Kunjing Huguo Temple has always been the most lively place in Kunjing. Its style is similar to the flyovers of modern and old Beijing. There are stalls selling food, reselling cultural relics, and a mixture of three religions and nine streams. Of course they are all inferior goods, such as pots and pans in front of the gable wall, broomsticks, dustpans and baskets. Basically, you can go back to your grandma's house after three times. Those who sell fragrant noodles will lose the aroma when they go home. It didn’t take long for the comb to break its teeth, the salt sellers mixed with noodles, and the cotton stalls were full of coarse cloth, blue cloth, moon white, gray, and light blue. The cloth used by ordinary people was stuffy in the storeroom. Yes, after washing with two water, the edges will be rotten.

In short, a place where profiteers live and a concentration camp for swindlers, but because of the chaos, you can sometimes find new gadgets and unexpected goodies.

On the west side of the Huguo Temple's gable, there are usually play stalls and bargaining land. Whoever comes will grab the land first.

This morning, the gong rang loudly.

"Grandpa, aunt, eldest brother, eldest sister, old folks...Dangdangdang..." The gong knocker surrounded the field with rope and white cloth, and the crowd in twos and threes stood curiously.

"Walking by, don't miss...Dangdangdangdangdangdang..." The gong knocker put a dog skin plaster on his forehead, and the bench was placed in and out. There were slightly more onlookers.

"Brothers first arrived at the precious place...Dangdang..." The gong knocker climbed onto the stool, and the onlookers yawned.

"There is no money to vote for relatives. Brother is still sick and has no money to heal at home..." The gong knocker wiped his tears, and the onlookers continued to yawn.

"The boss rolled a bedding and threw it out..." The gong knocker wiped his tears, and the onlookers were indifferent.

"Go out and fell in the gutter..." Wiped tears away, indifferently indifferent.

"It hit a bone in the gutter, and the two competing dogs thought I was going to grab food, so they rushed forward and took a bite..." Qi "Shh——"

"Climbing out of the gutter, a carriage ran over my elder brother's hand..." The gong-knocker wailed, showing the paws of "elder brother" wrapped in zongzi, and the onlookers were finally moved-these two dead children are too unlucky A little bit?

"My eldest brother grabbed people and did not let go to ask for medical expenses, and was kicked by the eldest sister Sungen..." The gong knocker ran away in tears, "Big Brother" silently gritted his teeth and trembled, and the onlookers sympathized-see this child is angry Got.

"When I went to the hospital to see injuries, I didn't have the money to buy good medicine. The black-hearted doctor gave me the medicine I didn't know what it was. I had a bad smell. If you don't believe me, you heard it..." Everyone craned their necks with great interest, and "Big Brother" clenched his crotch and gritted his teeth: "I said Master, can you be more similar?"

"...Then I met the Kunjing bully again..."

"Come on, pay for it." A mother tearfully unbuttoned the placket, then unbuttoned the triple buttons in the placket, took out the small bag inside, opened the thirteen layers of handkerchiefs, revealing the double-wrapped wallet, shaking from the inside Take out...a copper coin.

A copper coin! ! !

Everyone looked at that girl who knocked the gong with admiring eyes—God, iron beak, the iron hen, who hasn't given alms for 30 years, actually broke the ring today!

The aunt of the Li family in Persimmon Hutong, Kunjing Tiejiao Street, Xuanyuan State, is known as the first iron hen in Kunjing. It is said that if you want her to pay for an extra non-essential copper coin, it is better than the rabbit of the Xuanyuan Palace’s little princess. It's hard to harbor a man.

Then everyone's eyes fell again.

The gong knocker didn’t understand the representativeness and importance of this record-breaking copper coin with sufficient historical significance. He stretched out his hand and said solemnly: "No merit, no gain, although my brother is poor, he is not The empty glove white wolf is here to perform today, earning money from art, noble, otherwise it will really become a beggar bird."

"The baby is ambitious!" The aunt looked at the kid knocking the gong kindly... He is a pretty kid, at least one or two silver in the Xianggu Pavilion...

"Selling all my lips!" Someone was impatient, "Do you know how to play with big swords? Do you know how to play with crescent shovel? Do you walk with silk ropes? Do you know how to play banners..."

The gong-knocker smiles, points vertically, and shakes his head.

"What's that new? Brothers first came to your place, so naturally you have to show some interesting things to the fathers and villagers, so that you can live up to the Huanghuang country at the feet of the emperor. Let everyone see the world, look at me... …Dangdangdangdang!" Vigorously knocked on the gong, "The world's unparalleled beauty, Yushu Linfeng, a pear blossom tree shocking the world, weeping ghosts and gods on the poor blue down Huangquan, it is difficult to see wherever you go-the world's best rabbit!"

Dangdangdang!

"God Rabbit" appeared.

A black hair-easily tolerable, a red robe-from his own baggage, four short legs-Master Yuan Bao.

The "God Rabbit" gracefully rushed to a big red lacquered box that was used as the stage, grinning with a standard smile with four sharp front teeth, and waving his claws politely at the audience.

If the original owner of this "rabbit" was present, he would probably have to vomit blood--a precious favorite that was born in a century, and a rare treasure of the same wisdom as humans, fell into the hands of Meng Fuyao and fell into the third-rate. Make a living in the busy city...

The "God Pet" itself does not have the self-awareness of noble blood. I really enjoy the feeling of being surrounded by the eyes of the crowd. He looks back slowly and smiles, and the four teeth are fascinating...

"Ah! Little black rabbit!"

"Mouse!"

"Cable Cat!"

"Weasel!"

Master Yuan Bao darkened his face and stared at Meng Fuyao bitterly--who asked you to dye me black? Destroy my image of Yushu Linfeng!

"Come here, folks!" Meng Fuyao struck the gong hard, "A peerless rabbit who can read..."

"Can you read?"

"No way? Bragging."

"The kid is blowing the air! Be careful of black bricks!"

Meng Fuyao waved his hand and said with a smile: "True gold is not afraid of fire, it is a donkey or a horse, a rabbit or a weasel, you will know it by pulling it out for a walk."

She banged the gong danglingly, attracting the crowd from all sides. Seeing a few ordinary but calm-looking men approaching, her eyes flashed, and she smiled and said: "Speaking of my divine rabbit, also It’s nothing unusual, it’s just a match."

There was a bang in the crowd—literacy is strange enough, how can it be right? Immediately someone shouted enthusiastically: "What if you can't come out?"

"Send my eldest brother to you as domestic slaves!" Hei Xin Meng Fuyao pointed to poor "elder brother" Tiecheng, "Cure the disease, anyhow he is a strong man who can work!"

"Well, I will make one first, red flower!"

Master Yuan Bao looked up contemptuously, and ignored it—too much demeaning this master's IQ.

"Please, can you make more than five words?" Meng Fuyao sighed, "Don't insult the wisdom of our Lord Rabbit."

Everyone started to think about couplets. It's all about the lower level. Haha, there is not much ink. A man scratched his head and thought for a long time. He suddenly touched a louse and bit it in his mouth. The louse was too big and giggled. He lost his teeth and regretted the premature aging of his teeth. At the same time, the man was inspired and shouted: "This rabbit has a big front tooth!"

Master Yuan Bao was furious, snapping a few words and throwing them out.

"Your mother's hind legs are thick enough!"

……

"His father went out and hit the big luck"

"Your mother gave birth to you on a runaway"

……

"Here is outstanding people, beautiful mountains and clear waters." A poor scholar came and shook his head.

"Your mother flies and walks on the rocks, she is very skillful."

……

"Shoot! How can you fight against others!" The poor scholar was furious.

"Woohoo! Your mother can be more dull than the mouse!"

Aunt Li asked Meng Fuyao sluggishly: "How can it be your mother?"

Meng Fuyao replied affectionately: "Because she lacks maternal love..."

Aunt Li continued to be sluggish: "It, it, it... Is it really a rabbit?"

"Actually..." Meng Fuyao's meaningful prolonged voice, Aunt Li and the onlookers desperately pricked their ears.

"It's just a rabbit".

"..."

"Wonderful!"

At this time, there was a loud shout of applause underneath, and all the people strolling in Quanhuguo Temple squeezed over, and the copper plate rained over—shen rabbit, real rabbit!

Master Yuan Bao stood up and grinned. The person who entered the character personally took the copper plate and threw it into the small basket-the feeling of working to earn money by yourself is glorious, although the total of these copper plates is not enough to buy a robe. A button...

Meng Fu shook his fists, smiling like a flower, playing round the circle: "Thank you for your support, thank you for your support..."

Countless people came up, wanting to worship the sacred rabbit who "literate and hyphenate, mouthful of your mother", Meng Fuyao stuffed that very expressive guy into his sleeve and smiled: "People are shy. Please don’t disturb him thinking about his creation. If you have anything to do, you can contact the adult’s agent-I will tell you..."

Master Yuan Bao rushed into her sleeve desperately—let me out! You dead child, my lord, I rarely find the pleasure of grassroots......

Aunt Li squeezed in and looked at Meng Fuyao and her sleeve kindly with the eyes of Jin Jin: "Little brother, you are unfamiliar with this place, and the eldest brother is injured again. If you don’t dislike it, old lady My house..."

"Take a step to speak."

The calm male voice suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two of them, and the voice was calm with irresistible domineering, more than one came, and the left and right thrusts had already squeezed Aunt Li away. Aunt Li raised her head to curse, and glanced at the other party. The unicorn bag faintly exposed from his waist changed his face immediately, and he fell silent.

I actually showed it to the people in the Prince Regent’s Mansion. This kid doesn’t know if it is a blessing or a curse...

"What's the big brother's order?" Meng Fuyao asked with a smile, "Are you giving me a reward?"

"There will naturally be rewards, maybe more than you think." The visitor pointed to Meng Fuyao's sleeves straightforwardly, "What kind of "sacred rabbit" you just sold, I sold it to us." He used it. With a certain tone, he took out a heavy money bag from his arms and threw it into Meng Fuyao's arms, "Three hundred taels."

The onlookers from far away made a "wow", three hundred taels! Ten years for the home of ordinary people! The Regent's Mansion is so generous!

Someone also looked at Meng Fuyao with envy--I heard that the little princess of the palace had gone out a few days ago, and when he came back, he has been depressed and often sick. The prince always loves this daughter and often sends people out to search for interesting things for her. , 80% of the people in the Prince Regent’s Mansion are fond of this pair of rabbits. This kid is lucky, three hundred taels, and he has made a fortune.

The guard threw the purse, and waited for Meng Fuyao to deliver the rabbit. Meng Fuyao squeezed the purse in his hand and said with a smile, "It's so heavy..." He threw it back with his backhand.

The person who changed the palace of the Regent was surprised now, and the guard frowned: "Do you dare to think too little?"

"No, no." Meng Fu shook his finger, "Have you heard of it? There was a meal filling, no knocking on the rice bucket, my family **** rabbit is my magic weapon for making money in the world, my two brothers I hope to make a living from it for a lifetime, and now I sell it once, where can I find a way to survive in the future?"

"Is three hundred taels not enough for you?"

"Three hundred taels," Meng Fu shook his head and turned to look at him, "It's supposed to be enough, but if you want to take the Fateful Flower, why do you want it?"

"What do you mean?" The guard was startled, and said angrily: "Do you think we are the people who are arrogant?"

Meng Fu shook his head again, and looked at him pityingly. Why is this kid's IQ worse than "Your mother is right" Yuanbao Lord?

"Now I have taken these three hundred taels, and out of this downtown, all the thieves and robbers in Kunjing will probably be thinking of me," Meng Fuyao smiled, and his face changed with a glance. Later, Aunt Li, and other people in the crowd shone with eyes and big waists, "Boy, my muscles and bones are thin, and I can't stand it."

The guard understood immediately, raised an eyebrow and smiled: "You kid is smart, then what do you want?"

"Give it to the truth." Meng Fu shook his hands. "My brother has wandered around the world, and I really don't want to go anymore. Three hundred taels will be bought as a domestic slave by my brother. It is fair and affordable. "

This request is not excessive, but the guard hesitated. The Regent’s palace is different from other prince’s residences. The regent’s power is overwhelming the world. The first-class Xuanhe, the palace is connected to the palace, and the palace is equal to the palace. Therefore, the Prince Regent’s Mansion has always been very strict on entering people. Those who have Kunjing household registration and are innocent and have a guarantee are not allowed to enter, and these foreign slaves can only be cleaned outside the three gates. The domestic servants are all **** ladies. The kid wants to enter the palace, he really has no right to let him in.

Meng Fuyao looked in his eyes, did not speak, and smiled slightly: "The kid has been doing art here these days, and he will change places in a few days. If adults like it, remember to come and join him." Leave without hesitation.

The guard "Hey you--" said half a sentence and then stopped, and a guard beside him said: "This rabbit is really fun. The little princess must like it. It's better to go back and report it to the princess. Do you want this thing? , Let her speak."

Several people nodded and left, Meng Fuyao listened to the conversation and smiled with his lips curled up.

Show my ingot, and wait for you to come here...

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Meng Fuyao has been selling art for three days, and the tricks are different every day.

Day 1: Right, "Your mother is right" Lei fell the world.

The next day, for ballet on ice, Meng Fuyao personally condensed the ice with the treasure of the moon spirit, and created a blurry, dreamy five-color gorgeous ice ballet. Basically, the performance was very successful. Except for the "Shen Rabbit" figure which is a little unsightly, the rest are perfect.

On the third day, fighting freely, the three mice were beaten by Master Yuanbao "with the front hand turned straight and the body turned one hundred and eighty degrees" until the nose was swollen and the mouse scurrying.

Three days later, the bombarding news of "A multi-talented rabbit in the Huguo Temple’s downtown area who would fight against the Dancing Party" spread throughout Kunjing. Every day, the Huguo Temple was crowded. Master Yuanbao was in the limelight. Jin is close to a certain prince who is the most legendary among politicians on the continent.

At night, when the three people met to count the small but surprisingly large number of copper plates, two of them were in tears. Meng Fuyao was excited that he had finally discovered a future superstar with a great future, and Master Yuan Bao was in tears. The discovery of the orbit, it turns out that his own rat life is still very meaningful and valuable. After so many years of following the master, he has been shrouded by his infinite brilliant aura and atmosphere. It thinks that he is a "love to eat and sleep, but only Eat short-sighted domestic pets whose sleepy stomach is bigger than the head buttocks are bigger than the stomach (Prince Ziyu)". I have to say that although Meng Fuyao is shameless, cunning, treacherous, vicious, lazy, insidious and hateful... but still quite discerning.

When Master Yuanbao used his own rat power to really feed two big living people, he felt that his image was brilliant and tall. Those eldest grandsons Wuji, Black Pearl, Taiyan, Meng Fuyao, all shrank shiveringly Countless times under its sturdy belly...

When ordering food that night, Master Yuan Bao grabbed Meng Fuyao’s ears and dragged her to the most luxurious "Sky Upstairs" in the city. He grabbed the menu and used his paws for a while. The majestic guy wanted to invite two people to have a good meal. Fuyao smiled and thanked it very gratefully for its gift. When paying the bill, he secretly stuffed Xiao Eryi a silver coin from under the table. The copper plates earned by Lord Yuan Bao were actually not enough for half of the meal...

On the fourth day, when Meng Fuyao knocked on the basket again, she was suddenly startled.

In the crowd, there was a figure that seemed a bit familiar. He was tall and slender in a black tights. He stood quietly in the turbulent crowd, like a black reef that would not be shocked by the impact of the current.

He looked at Meng Fuyao from a distance, the corners of his eyes raised slightly are gorgeous and sharp, his eyes are like the best quality colored glaze, every angle is so dazzling that you dare not look at him, and the outline of his lips are bright and stunning. The red.

Male color.

This word suddenly appeared in Meng Fuyao's heart, especially focusing on the last word, color. He is the most vividly colored man she has ever seen. Just as his body is beautiful and distinct, his complexion is also extremely beautiful. Xian Yan, it seems that the facial features are not stunning, but the ink-cut temples, jade-like skin texture, glazed eyes, flame-like red lips, the whole person is bright like a colorful flag, so hunting and hunting. Human eyes.

Meng Fuyao stared at him in a dazed manner, looking at this completely different old-time grandson Wou-ki, graceful and graceful, bright and strong in the northern field, and Zong Yue light as pure as cherry blossoms. The man suddenly smiled at her and turned around.

Just this turn, the crowd flocked and dispersed, and Meng Fuyao could no longer see his shadow, as if the man who painted her eyes with brilliant colors had never appeared.

She retracted her gaze, smiled thoughtfully, thinking that she would see you again.

As soon as the gong was about to be struck again, the crowd was suddenly separated, and the guards of the Prince Regent's Mansion who had appeared last time lined up with force.

They stepped neatly and walked towards Meng Fuyao with a smile of charity and gifts.

Meng Fuyao put down the gong, looked at it with a smile, and gently stroked the hair of Lord Yuan Bao who was performing hard.

To be honest, she herself can’t bear to let the love pet of Longsun Wuji sell in the street. Now, this hardship is finally over. If she sells it, she is afraid that one day Longsun Wuji will come back to know and she will know where Suffered.

She raised her eyes with a smile, and looked at the exceptionally high blue sky at the end of autumn and early winter. A line of wild geese flew across the blue sky, their posture swayed and swayed like ink, and they lined up in "B" for a while. Into "T"...

Xuanyuan Sheng, His Royal Highness the Regent.

My King Meng is here too!

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The Prince Regent’s Mansion is really big...The new pet servant has been living in it for half a month, and he hasn't visited the entire mansion. Every day, he can only admire the tallest Lintian Building in the middle of the lower palace.

However, this is also related to her identity. As the pet servant of the lord of the royal palace, Meng Fuyao is divided into a room under the inner courtyard. The scope of activities is limited to the first three entrances in the inner courtyard and the last entry in the inner courtyard. , The courtyard wall connected to a large red gate is their forbidden place-it is said that there is the imperial palace.

There is only one room for his "brothers" to live in. It doesn't matter if Meng Fu shakes, but Tiecheng is uncomfortable. He insists on vigil outside the door every night, but Meng Fu shakes him back—at this step The regent's palace in crisis is keeping a vigil outside his door? Looking for trouble.

The two "brothers" lay on the floor, sleeping in the middle of the ingot, the ingot is always the best treatment, with its own small bed, the golden toilet is not available, but the little princess personally sewed it with a duvet. Master Yuan Bao is very satisfied-compared with Meng Fuyao, any woman is like a woman.

The rabbit-like little princess, classmate Xuanyuan Yun, still has the same rabbit temperament. When he saw Meng Fuyao for the first time, he blushed, saw Tiecheng, blushed, and saw Yuan Bao - actually blushed.

Meng Fuyao is naturally not the face of the Zhenwu Conference now. Anyway, she has more human skin masks. Her personal hobby is to play all kinds of beautiful teenagers with small temperaments-good looks, which brings troubles at the same time. It will also bring convenience. Meng Fuyao is now basically not afraid of any trouble, and naturally wants to seek a lot of convenience for himself.

The convenience is obvious. Xuanyuan Yun really liked it at first sight. Meng Fuyao was allowed to enter and exit the inner courtyard freely for the first three times, but the last time she entered, she repeatedly asked not to enter.

Meng Fuyao obediently agreed, and according to the usual practice, bring Master Yuanbao in to accompany her for an hour.

This day, Master Yuanbao came here and did not perform. He grabbed Xuanyuan Yun’s hand and sighed. Xuanyuan Yun looked up at Meng Fuyao in amazement. Meng Fuyao frowned and said, "It heard that one of its distant relatives was eaten by a wolf. I am sad."

She said, staring at Xuanyuanyun carefully—does she know that Zong Yue was taken into captivity?

Xuanyuan Yun's expression was nothing unusual, except that the daiyu-like flirting for Master Yuan Bao made her eyes blush for some reason. She sat there and suddenly began to cry.

Meng Fuyao is overjoyed-there is a show!

There was a look of trepidation on the face, and he quickly apologized: "The rabbit hurt the little princess. I will take it down and beat it."

"Don't." Xuanyuan Yun hurriedly stopped, wiping her tears and said: "It's not...it's not...I thought of the sad thing myself..."

Meng Fuyao shut up, numb, looking sluggishly at the sky-this hour can't be anxious to ask, this child has been suffocated, and will pour beans obediently.

Sure enough, Xuanyuan Yun waited for her for a while, and saw that she had a zombie look like the others, and sighed in disappointment. However, she hugged Lord Yuan Bao and said softly: "You can still be sad for your own distant relatives... ...I don't know who I should be sad for..."

Meng Fuyao continues to be deaf.

Xuanyuan Yun continued without defense: "When will Brother Yue come back... Father promised me to invite him back and give him his title. I waited until today. There is no news yet. Father said he won't I'm back..."

Meng Fu shook his eyebrows and jumped.

Xuanyuan Yun didn't know that Zong Yue had fallen into Xuanyuan Sheng's hands?

Xuanyuan Yun and Xuanyuan Sheng ever asked for the return of the title of Zong Yue?

In other words, is she revealing Zong Yue’s identity and hiding place?

This child was born in a royal family, the darkest, deepest and most capricious royal family in the world, why is he so naive?

Meng Fuyao raised his head and glanced at Xuanyuan Yun with anger, but only saw a little girl in a pink and yellow dress, cut water with two pupils and a beautiful nose, and her cheeks were so tender that they were half open. The pink hibiscus flower is just like the pink hibiscus flower, and the eyes are slightly red against the silky hair of Master Yuanbao, the hibiscus flower is more delicate and beautiful, and it is full of the cool autumn breeze.

She is a real pearl-like little princess who has not been warm and cold in the world, and is pampered in the greenhouse.

It's not the Arranzhu, who was chasing around the world at the age of twelve, or the Feng Jingfan who "wandered with great concentration on Buddhism" as a diplomatic ambassador of various countries since childhood.

Her life has no cracks, it is as bright as a mirror, and what shines into her life has always been the scenery created for her by her father and king. The greatest suffering she has suffered in her life is probably in Dahan Commander’s Mansion. That night in the open air.

It's no wonder that her father finally came to participate in the Zhenwu Conference. It turned out that he was afraid that his little princess would be brought back personally because of the earthly conditions.

Meng Fuyao sighed secretly, not knowing how Xuanyuanyun used to recognize Zong Yue, and gave the news to her father. It was her fault, why did she let Xuanyuanyun see Zong Yue in the first place? ?

This is the end of the matter, and it's useless to sigh. Since Xuanyuanyun didn't intend to harm Zong Yue, she still has a chance to fight for it.

She stayed on Xuanyuan Yun for too long. After all, the child was a martial artist, and looked back in surprise, but Meng Fuyao had already retracted his gaze.

She retired to Xuanyuan Yun and slowly returned to her house. When she passed the inner courtyard for the third time, she suddenly saw someone leaning against the pavilion in the pavilion by the Bibo Pool in the garden.

From the back and the clothes, he seemed to be a slender man. Meng Fuyao has never seen a man with a waist that can be so thin, nor has he seen a man whose back can be so... enchanting.

His long sleeves are hanging down the water, and his moon-white cloud brocade sleeves are like a cloud. They glisten lightly above the clear ripples, swaying round ripples like a few moon wheels, his waist is slender, and his fingers are like flowers. , With her back facing Meng Fuyao, facing a deep purple emperor chrysanthemum that seems to be unopened, Qiansi Liuman, gently sing:

"The ice wheel of the island is turning, and seeing the jade rabbit rise again early...the ice wheel is away from the island, and the universe is very clear...the bright moon is in the sky, and it is the Chang'e Li Moon Palace..."

The garden is full of silence, the wind blows down the blooming flowers, and the weak willow man on the white jade pavilion blue wave pool is soft and elegant, and his voice is like wine.

It turned out to be a natural good voice, broken jade and cracked silk, but also subtle and pure, each bit between the teeth and the bottom of the lips, the words are intoxicating, and the rare thing is that the lyrics are embarrassing and complaining. Also angered, Duan Lizhong has her introverted charm, fascinating and charming, but she is also beautiful and graceful.

Meng Fuyao stayed in place and couldn't move--she had never heard of drama before, and never understood why men such as Mei Lanfang could play a role in Liyuan, and now she saw the man’s radiant singing style. Only then did I really understand that there is really a kind of beauty, transcending gender, and graceful.

In her hand, Master Yuan Bao suddenly sucked.

The sound of drool alarmed the slender beauty, and her voice suddenly stopped. Meng Fuyao was a pity. The beauty looked back, her slender and bright eyes glimpsed Meng Fuyao, and her eyes lit up, Yingying stood up, and rushed over.

"San Lang——"

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The drama "The Drunken Concubine", I don’t bother to think about it myself. I don’t have time, I don’t have time. The ready-made ones are much easier, so if someone thinks that there will be "The Drunken Concubine" on the Wuzhou Continent, it’s just a parallel crossing of time and space. .

Yuanbao's right pair, casual nonsense, flat part-of-speech, no time to deliberate, experts don't laugh.