Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 19: Heart of Promise

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"Damn, I will die sooner or later, I will die when it shouldn't be the last time." Meng Fuyao squatted in front of Ashina's unscathed corpse, chewing on his nails and muttering curses.

Now she, the acting lord of the city, seems to be very popular. In fact, it is just a tightrope walk. The situation is stabilized when she is too busy. First, Zongyue goes to the King of Xinde and detailed the reason for this. He got the acquiescence of the King of Germany and became the cheap city lord. Secondly, I screened the more dangerous Rong people in the county government, re-recruited the Han national government servants, and started to form a civic group to strengthen the self-protection force of the smaller Han people and re-divide the household registration. , To disperse the Rong people who were used to living together in the past, live with the Han people, and cut off a few of the fiercest and most active Rong people. Now, although the dark tide is inevitable in the city, it is still stable.

She can’t support these things alone, because Zong Yue didn’t know where to find people to help her grow up, gain the trust of the Han people who are familiar with the local situation, and realize the strategy of protecting the people with the people, even in Meng Fuyao. The city lord of the government was facing the moment when he caught the clerical blindness, while ridiculing her venomously, he took care of all the complicated affairs. He handled the affairs at his fingertips, like the moment when the deceased and the deceased were cut to the point, and the documents were piled high. After disappearing, Meng Fuyao was amazed, and felt that Zong Yue's background was absolutely unusual. How could a doctor be so good at government affairs? Once asked, Zong Yue thought he hadn't heard him, so he went to pick up the medicine the next day and refused to care about her. Meng Fuyao had to shut up since then, and the two of them cooperated, but they did what they did.

But all these efforts will turn into water with Ashina’s violent death. Yao Chengrong people love this city lord very much. If the news of Ashina’s death spreads, it will be easy to suppress the riot. The spark will immediately ignite.

Obviously, Yaocheng must have a meticulous work for the Rongjun, specifically to fan the flames, so that the inside and the outside can be combined, and even take Yaocheng without a single soldier.

And she, the airborne city lord, is unlikely to clean all the subordinates in the county office. Meng Fu shook his head, stood up lazily, and said to Zong Yue, who had been calmly watching Ashina’s body, "Destroy Right."

Zong Yue frowned and said, "Destroy Ashina's body, do you think the Rong people will not be with the former city lord you are going to disappear? In a few days it will be the Rong people's "God Respect Festival". There will always be celebrations. On such occasions, Ashina does not appear, and you cannot explain it."

Meng Fuyao wailed, hesitating, and suddenly heard the drums from the front hall. The sound was very weird. It didn't bang and bang, and there was no sorrow and eagerness from the screamer, but it was a long and long sound. The sound went all the way to the dungeon, and there was even a little murmur that didn't match the drumbeat, and it came out quietly.

The noise sounded like something soft hitting the drumhead.

Meng Fuyao got up in doubt and murmured, "Hey, someone beats the drum and screams injustice? Under the rule of Meng Qingtian, shouldn't it be stable and peaceful, and there will be no injustices?"

Zong Yue glanced at her, revealing a helpless smile. Meng Fuyao's nerves were basically made of iron. Such a bad situation could not stop her from joking.

Meng Fuyao kicked and walked out, putting aside the bad luck first, looking forward with excitement to her first promotion in the city lord’s career. The government officials finished their work, and Meng Fu tremblingly made a special The robe, leaping towards the position in a human form, heard the drum still beating, and turned his head impatiently and shouted, "What are you going to beat! Lord, I'm promoted!"

This turn, I can see who the drummer is.

Meng Fuyao said with a "uh", and he staggered and planted after a few moments.

...Ahead, looking out from the grille, the man in the lavender robe in front of the drum smelled the drum, holding the drumsticks, banging without rush, graceful and honorable, and beating the drums as if they were percussing an instrument. , A bunch of big girls and little daughters-in-law surrounded, staring obsessively at the delicate wrists exposed from his slipped sleeves in the sun.

What's even more speechless is that under the drum, a snow-white fur ball crouched on the drum stand and hit the drum with its head "bang-bang-bang". Every time the master knocks three times, it will hit once, with precise frequency and diligent attitude.

It’s not the unscrupulous couple, who is it?

Meng Fu shook his mouth wide enough to plug Mr. Yuanbao. He was stunned in his seat, not knowing whether to shoot the gavel or hurriedly go first. Without a thought, the man who played the drums has gracefully put down the drumsticks. He did not rush to adjust his sleeves, and smiled at all aspects of the girl-in-law and nodded, and then walked in a breathtaking breath.

A certain fat ball squatted on his shoulders, his eyes dignified, looking forward to his own self.

If you look closely, you can also see a trace of contempt from the eyes of the fat ball-this official gown is so ugly.

Meng Fu shook the black line for a while, then suddenly sniffed, raised his head, and cheered himself up.

Hey...Isn't it because someone came to complain, even if this person is a little bit special, the true purpose of the complaint is not a little credible, but he can be regarded as an ordinary person who really came to complain.

It's just... why is there always a little frustration?

Meng Fuyao couldn't help fluttering her eyes. She floated up the beam and floated over the table and floated down to the ground, but she refused to float to the opposite side. She touched the paperwork, the robe and the hair, but she refused to touch the gavel.

Her face clearly reads "I have no conscience, I am very guilty". The man in the light-colored robe on the other side couldn't help smiling, but Master Yuan Bao rolled his eyes.

The people standing outside the hall were full of people, all wanting to see how the new city lord tried the case, and wanted to see what the grievances this handsome man had. Everyone stared at the young and handsome new city lord in the hall with scorching eyes, and then looked at the demeanor. Shao Xiu's accuser, no matter how you look at it, felt that the two of them looked weird, and the new city owner was especially weird. It seemed that there was a brazier under his butt, and he writhed endlessly.

Since there was a long silence, the people began to whisper, but Meng Fuyao was forced to cover his face with his paws, and slapped the gavel weakly, and said dumbly, "Who is down here? Why do you complain?"

She glanced at Yuan Zhaoxu furtively, not knowing what kind of moth he was going to make, seeing Yuan Zhaoxu raised her eyes and smiled, and said, "Boss..."

Meng Fu shook.

Yuan Zhaoxu didn't give up, but he pulled up his robe and was about to kneel down.

Meng Fuyao jumped up with horror, just about to yell to stop, the opposite Yuan Zhaoxuan just flicked a shot, bent his knees and immediately stood up straight, patted his head and laughed, "Oh, old man, let me forget. Now, you have a good reputation, you don’t need to kneel when you see an adult."

Meng Fu stared at him ticklely, suddenly no longer guilty, what did he do? This guy has never been willing to eat at a loss, and will return it to her sooner or later, so why should she bother?

She straightened up immediately, slapped the gavel viciously, and yelled, "Hand in hand!"

Yuan Zhaoxun smiled and took out a piece of silk cloth from his arms. Temporary master Yao Xun stepped forward to take it. As soon as he saw the silk cloth with his fingers, he immediately showed an expression of wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, squeezing Holding back his smile, he sent the silk cloth in small steps.

Meng Fuyao took it suspiciously--Is this guy really in good shape?

Unfolding, there is a whole fish bone rolled in the silk.

Meng Fuyao stared at the baby with a black line, and recognized that the thing was the remains of the fish he had gnawed at on Lvzhu Mountain.

Hey, didn't he throw it away, when did he pick it up?

What a different kind of "like paper"...

I haven’t thought about it clearly, so I listened to the person below, saying, "Late born, Yuan Zhaoxu, sued the Meng clan of Taiyuan country. Unintentional..."

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Meng Fuyao almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

What is this called?

Student Yuan Zhaoxu Yuan, this is the court, this is the Yaocheng Administration Center under the Promise Ruler, what can you say?

I...the beginning of chaos and the end of abandonment, leaving you alone, betraying your feelings, and being lucky?

She shook her fingers, and wanted to pick up the fish bone and threw it on Yuan Zhaoxu's body. Helplessly, this is a court after all. This face is really not as shameful as she thought of Yuan Zhaoxu's "being chaotic and finally abandoning". He couldn't help but burst into red, staring angrily at Yuan Zhaoyu for a long time, but the man had a serious face, just like the white-haired mouse on his shoulder, without any shame.

Meng Fuyao had to lower his voice and said viciously, "Your Excellency, this paper seems to be out of standard."

"Really?" Yuan Zhao smiled and pointed to the silk cloth. "The old man might as well show the certificate to the people. The late birth feels that it is quite standard. Even the token of love is attached to the certificate. The proof is shown above."

Gossip is the instinct possessed by any people in any era. When they hear the "symbol of love", the people underneath squeeze forward in an uproar, wanting to see some treasure, mysteriously wrapped in a paper, Master Meng But at the fish bones, I wanted to cry without tears, well... a token of love.

She hurriedly put away the "credit tokens" in three and two hands, crushed them easily, and said solemnly, "You make sense. This county has already seen it. In this case, this paper counties accept it, but here is Promise For the border, you sue the people of Taiyuan, which is beyond my control. You should go to Taiyuan to sue."

After finishing talking, I was very complacent about my victory, thinking that Yuan Zhaoxuan would have nothing to say now, and moved his **** to leave the hall, who knew that the man was smiling again.

Meng Fuyao got hairy when he saw him smiling, and moved halfway to his hips and immediately stopped. He really heard him say, "My lord, although this woman is from the Taiyuan family, she likes to wander around. Recently, she has been lurking in the realm of Wuji. In Yaocheng, and she cheated on money and sex, it is impossible to guarantee that after poisoning me, she will no longer harm others. Please read this woman to the public as soon as possible."

"Cheat, deceive, deceive, deceive, deceive, deceive, deceive, deceive, deceive, deceive, deceive, and deceive, and deceive, and deceive...

"Cheated away a piece of hair on the buttocks of the family pet. The hair of the family pet is not idle hair. It is taken care of by a servant daily, and each one is worth a thousand dollars." Yuan Zhaoxu's shoulder "a peerless family with a thousand dollars worth of hair" "Chong" immediately turned back and raised his fat buttocks to show the "peerless hair tragically plucked" to the elder. Of course, it is basically impossible to recognize it.

"As for the color..." Yuan Zhaoxu smiled, lowered his long eyelashes, his eyes were radiant and rippling like water, "I'm sorry to say that late birth, the old man knows it."

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There is really no shamelessness, only shamelessness. This pair of master pet partners who are good at "two-person turn" really deceived people too much. Meng Fuyao struggled for a long while, suddenly jumped up, beat the gavel, and yelled, "Whereas The circumstances of this case are special, involving peerless hair and private secrets. The public hearing is now suspended. People come, close the door, and let the dog go!"

The door slammed shut, isolating the curious eyes of the people. Some people refused to give up and slammed on the door to take a peek, guessing that "the new master must have an adulterous relationship with this strange bitter master." Yunyun, Meng Fuyao ordered people to pour water from the crack in the door, and successfully pour away the gossip strongman.

Immediately, Master Meng kicked and beat and drove away Yao Xun, who had been snickering, and the knife who had been snickering, and slumped on the seat, wailing, "Okay... Master Yuan, Master Yuan , Grandpa Yuan, I beg for mercy, don’t you play with me, okay?"

Yuan Zhaoxu walked over, leaned over and looked at Meng Fuyao, smiled and said, "The lord of the city is very popular, and it seems that he has a frank and moisturized life."

"I am not magnanimous, I am not moisturizing." Meng Fuyao replied feebly, "I repent, I am guilty."

Yuan Zhaoxuan's eyes flashed, and he was a little surprised that Meng Fuyao was so easy to talk, and then smiled slightly. This girl looked cruel and cruel, but in fact she was still too upright in her bones, otherwise, why would she step back with guilt in her heart? He thought she was going to jump up and do it.

Meng Fuyao is not so easy to talk in front of others.

Yuan Zhaoxu patted her shoulder in a good mood, and said, "My Lord, don't you plan to entertain your old acquaintances from afar?"

"Oh," Meng Fuyao climbed up like a dead dog and said, "There is no more yard, do you mind if He Zong Yue squeezed?"

"Mr. Zong has gone to Suishui," Yuan Zhaoxue replied casually, "Dewang is ill, please come and treat him."

Meng Fu shook his head and stared at him, "What is the relationship between you and Zong Yue?"

"Friends of interest, you may not be the enemy if there is a conflict of interest one day." Yuan Zhaoxu answered happily.

"You are very free," Meng Fuyao continued to question, staring at him brightly, "Can the prince's staff run around?"

"The prince sent me to supervise the army in southern Xinjiang. I am on official business." Yuan Zhaoxu smiled and looked at her, "Do you still want to know anything?"

"I also want to know how dark your heart is and how many bends in your belly..." Meng Fuyao muttered.

Yuan Zhaoxu just didn’t hear it. As she walked into the back hall, the two walked through the small garden. The climate in southern Xinjiang was humid and warm. The garden was full of bougainvillea in winter. The bracts were huge, colorful, and large. Long, there is a fierce and unrestrained beauty.

Looking at it from afar, the man in the light purple robe with wide shirt and big sleeves and the neat boy in the daisy-colored shirt walk together, with elegant posture, and it is a rare beauty in itself.

Meng Fuyao passed through the flowers and stroked his fingers on the satin-like petals. Suddenly a rare peace and tranquility appeared in his heart. A series of incidents since Yaocheng, those murders, bloodshed, seizures and uniforms Bloody rushed over, she had been holding it all the time, but now she suddenly felt tired, a kind of fatigue was awakened from the blood, and instantly spread all over her body.

She tilted her head and looked at the man beside her. Was it because of him? It seemed that as long as he was there, she would relax for no reason. From the depths of the soul, she would release herself, comfortable and quiet. This man, this man who can affect her inner emotions and affect her is really in a few Did you just meet one month ago?

She smiled and stared at this moment, revealing the fragrance and elegance of a little woman that she hadn't noticed. Yuan Zhaoxu noticed it, and smiled at her sideways, suddenly bent over to pick a bougainvillea and took it down Her official hat must be inserted for her.

Meng Fuyao blushed, and he subconsciously turned to one side, and suddenly a white light flashed. A certain love rival took advantage of her shameful side and rushed up, and his teeth were excited to meet the flower.

The big red flower... the master wears it... youth... rippling... Master Yuan Bao's teeth are so hard that he can no longer see his eyes, and the white hair all over his body is flying excitedly.

The hand that was holding the flower suddenly turned sideways, and then Master Yuanbao's eyes went black, and a huge thing suddenly came down and covered it.

Yuan Zhao said calmly and loves pets. He picked it up and hung it on the tree next to him. He smiled as before, and gently inserted the flower in Meng Fu's hair.

The hair color is Qingdai, the red flowers are like fire, and the girl's natural bright eyes are set off, and the beauty in the world is stunning.

The sound of the wind is soft, and there is a faint fragrance coming, Yuan Zhao holding the flower room in his hand, carefully looking at the person in front of him, his eyes are deep and rolling, and the old things are replaced, and he said for a while, "I still like you better. The appearance of women wearing flowers."

He spoke with a long tone. If there is a deep meaning, Meng Fuyao's heart jumped when he heard what was wrong with his intuition. For a while, he forgot to be shy. Just about to ask, Yuan Zhaoxuan turned and walked forward, and behind him, Yuan Bao The adult took off his official hat and called for help tragically.

Meng Fuyao picked up the hat with no anger, tied it on his hand and shook it until he flew Master Yuanbao out and threw himself into the master's merciless embrace.

"Since you're a supervising army, you should be in Suishui, what are you doing here?" Yuan Zhaoxu didn't have a lot of steps, but he walked fast. Meng Fuyao worked hard to rush behind.

"Isn't Yao Cheng considered the frontier?" Yuan Zhaoxu didn't turn his head back. "Here, the Rong and Han people live together. It is the border between the Rong and the inland, a real military powerhouse..." He was halfway through. Suddenly stretched out his hand, he fished out a small person from behind a tree beside him, "Huh? Is the scenery here? It looks very beautiful?"

The eavesdropping child was suddenly pulled out by him, startled, but stared at the little beast-like eyes without saying a word. It was a knife. She looked up into Yuan Zhaoxu’s eyes without any fear, Meng Fu Yao gave a secret compliment, but she knew that Yuan Zhaoyu's gaze was so powerful that it was rare for a little child to be unmoved.

Yuan Zhaoxu lowered his eyebrows and looked at the child, with a trace of deep thought in his eyes. He closed his eyes slightly, as if searching for something in his memory, then opened his eyes and smiled.

His smile was seen in Meng Fuyao's eyes, he couldn't help but curl his lips, hey, this person just pretends to be deep!

I thought that Yuan Zhaoxu would have something to say about the existence of the knife, but Yuan Zhaoxu said nothing. After letting go of the child, the very master asked Meng Fuyao, "This house by the garden is nice. Clean it up?"

Meng Fuyao gave a dazed "Oh", and then saw Yuan Zhaoxuan greet the maidservant freely to clean up, and heard his more freely command, "Go in after the lord of the city? No, the lord of the city moved, just Live next door, yes, change her."

Meng Fuyao looked at the servants all over the yard with a black line. He was very obedient and was turned around by Yuan Zhaoxie. In a blink of an eye, he changed his place of residence and said in amazement, "Why do you change place?"

"I want to put you where my eyes can see." Yuan Zhaoxuan led her to walk over, "If you don't be careful, you will disappear."

His tone was faint and melancholy, Meng Fuyao looked around and murmured, "I just walked away without saying hello, even the Promise Kingdom did not leave, so careful."

Yuan Zhaoxu laughed and did not answer. At this time, Meng Fuyao suddenly thought of the corpse in the dungeon. He frowned and couldn't help asking Yuan Zhaoxu what to do with him. Yuan Zhaoxu followed her to the dungeon to see and squatted. Before Ashina’s corpse, he was silent for a while, and suddenly smiled and said, "This is easy, isn't there such a thing as a human skin mask in this world."

Meng Fuyao looked at him speechlessly--this is an official of the Promise Kingdom, it's your subordinate, you just use someone's face as a mask so unscrupulously? I'm not as unconscionable as you.

Yuan Zhaoxu understood her gaze and smiled at her. "If you have a conscience, then give the whole body to Lord Ashina. What will happen on the Festival of Worship? Let's not worry about it, God It collapses and you support it."

Meng Fuyao glared sadly at this guy who knows how to read minds and draws a salary from the bottom, and set about arranging Yao Xun to find someone similar to Ashina's body. Yuan Zhaoxun closed the door and gave it to her after half an hour. A box said, "It can be used after a few days of air-drying."

Meng Fuyao opened his eyes and said for a while, "What else in this world you can't do?"

"Yes." Yuan Zhaoxu answered quickly.

"Oh?" Meng Fuyao squinted at him, thinking he would say something more difficult.

"What I don't know how to do," Yuan Zhaoxuan looked at her, and kept seeing Meng Fuyao feeling guilty before he said leisurely, "I never leave people who care about me without saying hello."

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Meng Fuyao wailed in his heart.

Damn, never offend this man in this life!

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On the winter night of the twelfth lunar month in southern Xinjiang, there was a kind of dampness deep into the bones of the bones, and a layer of frost formed on the window paper, which was instantly roasted by the burning charcoal fire.

Meng Fuyao sat on the bed, biting on the corner of his bed, unconsciously practicing the exercises, no way, there was someone next door, I heard he was taking a bath.

Have a bath...

The sound of water was rushing, and the lights came in through the cracks in the wall.

Yes, the wall crack.

This house is very special-the structure of the house of Asina City Lord is half Han and half Rong style, all made of wood, and the partitions are all assembled from logs, and some of the wood seams are quite large. Basically, if it is correct Moving quickly against a row of wood stitches on the wall, you can roughly gather the spring light of the person next door.

Meng Fuyao's bed is facing a large wooden slit. She is sitting on her breasts, resolutely preventing her eyes from gazing in a certain direction.

Looking at the president of the needle...I am a serious person.

A serious person observes his eyes, his nose, his nose, his heart, and listens to the sound of water while practicing.

Before I left my dantian, my eyes suddenly slipped, and I saw a white shadow in the biggest crack in the wood. It was strange, there was nothing just now, what?

Meng Fuyao, who was very curious, immediately found an honest reason for himself to peep—see what it was?

She jumped out of the bed barefoot, tiptoed close, walked to the gap, her eyes leaned over, and she was suddenly pierced by an escaping white hair.

Mao?

……

Meng Fuyao looked at the wooden gap in amazement--a fat ball wearing a white pocket was spreading out with its four claws, and it was stuck in front of the gap. Bai Ying was it.

Feeling someone approaching, Lord Yuan Bao who was prepared for a rainy day turned his head, his round black eyes met the voyeur’s eyes, and his eyes widened, Master Yuan Bao immediately conveyed all his contempt:

"Just know you will peep!"

Master Yuan Bao tragically used his fat body to block the only gap where the master could barely see the master bathing, and he was more upright and selfless than the one who blew up the bunker with a sense of justice.

Master can only show me!

Meng Fuyao looked at it speechlessly, and deep in his heart was filled with the extreme worship of the almost perverted possession of Master Yuan Bao.

She decided to turn this worship into practical action, and communicate well with her idol.

With a grin at Master Yuan Bao, Meng Fuyao suddenly stretched out his hand, broke through the gap, and grabbed Master Yuan Bao.

The latter immediately screamed and struggled desperately, not only to defend his own safety but also to defend the spring of his master. What a mess, Meng Fuyao grinned and said, "It's okay, I don't look at your house, I will Talk to your heart."

I grabbed the ingot and was about to leave, when I heard someone's voice with a smile suddenly in the gap.

"You don't want to see, what did the eyeballs desperately looking for in the cracks when you grabbed the ingot?"

Meng Fuyao rubbed his nose and said loudly, "I saw a bug slipping next door, I'll help you find it."

"Really?" Someone smiled as he did, and suddenly made a soft ouch, and said in a very seductive voice, "There are really bed bugs, itching, sway, come and scratch my back."

"..."

Slightly.

An object with a weird smell popped out of the gap like a lightning, and shot directly at the bathtub next door.

At the same time, it was accompanied by a murderous shout from someone.

"Insecticidal pills, buy one get one free, guarantee the efficacy, kill you when you kill it! A must-have product for family gatherings, travel and bathing!"

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"Hey, Master Yuanbao, in fact, you really don't need to be stuck in the gap. Look, your body is so poor and your weight is so heavy. Are you tired if you are stuck in there?"

Master Yuan Bao turned around slowly, and turned his **** to Meng Fuyao to show his uncooperativeness. Meng Fuyao immediately reached out and turned it around.

"I think, there is a misunderstanding between us, and misunderstanding this thing, communication is the kingly way, come on, don’t hide it, and put your crush on your master’s LUAN Lun love and unruly love cross-species Let all the emotions of love vent to me!"

Master Yuan Bao stretched out his paw, covered his face in pain, and felt ashamed of Meng Fuyao's lack of subtlety, ah ah ah, why would the master like such a living treasure...

"If you don't tell me, then I'll tell you first?" Meng Fuyao's mouth was broken tonight, he walked under the bed and took out a pot of wine, and hit the table heavily.

"I'm upset and want to talk, but I don't know who to say to my brother. My brother has a better relationship. I'm not afraid of you leaking out. Come on, I have deep feelings and a mouthful..."

Master Yuan Bao got out of control in anger and almost pulled out one of his own extraordinary hairs——who and your brother, I only have one in a hundred years, you can do it in ten months, like What?

"...I'm depressed..." Meng Fuyao patted his chest bang, puffed wine, "I am contradictory..." patted and pounded again, "I don't know what to do. ......"Boom boom boom...

Master Yuan Bao opened his mouth and stared at the drunk man in front of him--what's wrong? Isn't Meng Fuyao's cockroach better than genuine cockroaches? What's wrong tonight? Didn't you see the master taking a bath? Is it so heartbroken?

The kind-hearted Master Yuanbao was a little bit intolerable, and began to think carefully about whether Enzhun Meng Fuyao went to the gap and took a look.

Um...just a glance...maybe? The master should have finished washing anyway.

Where did Meng Fuyao know that this white mouse did not connect with her at all. She was purely depressed for herself. After coming to Yaocheng, she had been very nervous. The anger and self-blame of the murder of the old man Hu made her conscious. Taking on the responsibility of protecting this city, she didn’t have time to think about the things that were there when she was busy, but Yuan Zhaoxuan suddenly appeared, but like a huge stone, she suddenly plunged into the calm heart, she was embarrassed at first, and then vague. Joy and peace of mind, but after joy, she suddenly felt that she was overwhelmed by the depressive tide.

She was dizzy, faint, heated in her hands and feet, and irritable. Her heart was filled with a wave of contradictions intertwined with happiness and sorrow. She indulged in her own cries and exhortation of her own reason.

Hey, it won't be poisoned, right? Meng Fuyao patted his face and murmured. In a blink of an eye, I saw Master Yuanbao staring at her curiously, her black eyes moist and sparkling, like a pair of fine agate beads.

"Hey, I know you can understand human words, but you can't even read words?" Meng Fuyao smiled slyly, and reached out to touch Lord Yuanbao. The latter immediately disliked it, and Meng Fuyao also Don't mind, she lay down on the table in a daze, dipping tea and writing on the table over and over again.

Master Yuan Bao twisted his butt. He was about to walk. When he lowered his head, he saw the words on the table, his paws suddenly stopped, and after thinking about it, he sat down in front of Meng Fuyao and took out a small piece of fruit from his pocket. , Nibbled slowly and tastefully.

Meng Fuyao saw Master Yuanbao making a pose ready to listen to her. He couldn't help but laughed. Then he thought that the mouse was just a mouse after all. You can't think of it as a high IQ. Maybe this girl is coveting the cold here? However, no matter what, Meng Fuyao couldn't hold back even if it was just a mouse sitting opposite.

The moonlight is cool tonight, the fragrance of flowers is floating, and the wind is so long tonight, and people are on the horizon.

It is advisable to tell all your concerns.

"Fortunately, you are a mouse, otherwise I really dare not say." Meng Fuyao looked at Master Yuan Bao with a smile, "I don't believe you can translate all the words I wrote into squeaky talk to your home Master listen."

Master Yuanbao chuckled the fruit without raising his head.

"Your master, hey..." Meng Fuyao stared at the dim light from the crevice next door with a sad face. She looked like she saw the treasure but couldn't go in for it. She slowly scratched on the table, "I seem I like him a little bit, what should I do?"

Master Yuanbao clicked, gnawing more fiercely, and after one bite, the fruit saw the core.

"Don't be so angry," Meng Fuyao smiled and looked at it, and said, "Cross-species love will not have good results, Yuanbao, I advise you, you should put away your rippling spring heart, even your master It’s not mine, and it won’t be yours. You’re busy blocking the peach blossoms for him all day, so you’re not tired."

Master Yuan Bao immediately raised his claw, and the fruit core in his paw was very precise and shot into Meng Fuyao's laughing mouth. Meng Fuyao couldn't prevent this guy from retaliating so quickly, he was almost stuck to death, and hated the core. Yelled, "You are the rat of the worm!"

After cursing for a while, suddenly frustrated, Meng Fuyao put his chin on the table, half-deadly, "Hey, it won't be mine...so I can't like him, no."

Master Yuan Bao stared at Meng Fuyao contemptuously, meaning "You are really a coward".

"What do you know." Meng Fuyao waved lazily and wrote: "Do you think I am the kind of hypocritical woman who wants to love but dare not love? I just don't want to hurt him. Since I am destined to leave, why should I Want to get a lot of love debts and kill them all their lives?"

She stared at the sky for a long while, suddenly patted the table, grabbed the flask on the table, and poured it hard.

Thousands of thoughts and sadness, these things shouldn't belong to the bold and unrestrained Meng Fuyao, she doesn't like it, so she must rinse them down with spirits.

She raised her head to slurp and drank, and the clear liquor ran down her chin, drenching her clothes.

Meng Fuyao was finally drunk after drying three pots.

"Yuanbao...Yuanbao..." Meng Fuyao hiccuped, looking for the mouse in a drunken eye, "Listen to me...Huh, where have you been? Huh..."

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The light in the next room was shining, Yuan Zhaoxuan was reading under the lamp after he was freshened up, and suddenly heard the sound smashing, there was something squeezed and squeezed in the gap, Yuan Bao-sama slowly crawled in.

It went straight to Yuan Zhaoxuan. Yuan Zhaoxuan could smell a little drunk smell from far away, so he couldn't help putting down his book and laughingly, "Did you secretly drink again?"

"Squeak!"

"Not you?" Yuan Zhao raised his eyebrows, "She?"

Master Yuan Bao stood upright and shook his short tail.

"You have something to tell me?" Yuan Zhaoxuan stared at Master Yuanbao, and stretched out the fat rat to climb onto his palm. "What are you going to say?"

Master Yuan Bao scratched his head and felt that it seemed a bit difficult to express what Meng Fuyao saw to Yuan Zhaoxuan. He recognized the shape of the word, but couldn't translate it into Yuan Bao language. Anxiously turning around in Yuan Zhao's palm.

Yuan Zhaoxuan looked at it, thoughtfully, and smiled for a long while, "I remember we used to play word recognition games for a while."

He clapped his hands, and immediately a man in black appeared outside the window. Yuan Zhao said, "Yuan Bao's toy."

The man in black took out a box from his sleeve and handed it over, then disappeared into the night.

Master Yuan Bao was overjoyed and immediately climbed up and flipped through it. The small box was filled with small pieces of paper. It was not a piece of paper, but a carefully made Poria pancake with words printed on it. This was when Yuan Zhaoyu started teaching Yuan Bao on a whim. In order to arouse the gluttonous interest, the word-recognizing toy is specially made with food, recognizes a word, and eats a piece of cake.

Yuan Bao jumped into the box and turned around for a while. It seemed that he couldn't find the word he needed. He was so anxious that Yuan Zhao smiled and said, "Don't look for it. There is no Meng word here. This word is not commonly used. I didn't plan to give it to you. Learn."

Master Yuan Bao looked back sadly, Yuan Zhaohuan said with a chuckle, "Meng Fuyao doesn't have to look for three words, I know you must be about her in such a hurry, she is a little bit wrong, did you tell me? What?"

"Squeak!" Master Yuanbao turned around and turned around. After a while, he uttered the word "Li", and after a while he turned out the word "Open".

The smile from Yuan Zhaoxun's eyes disappeared, he stared at the two words, silently.

Master Yuanbao continued to read this. In fact, it can express, but it just doesn't want to express it. After a while, it turned out the words "Happy" and "Huan".

The gloomy light in Yuan Zhaoxuan's eyes flashed, but Yuan Bao-sama didn't turn it anymore. It held out the word "you" in its two paws, and looked at it madly for a long time. I didn't want to show it to Yuan Zhaoxuan. I thought about it. After a long while, he bit off bitterly.

Yuan Zhaoxuan stared at the two words, leaned against the back of the chair for a while, beckoned to call out the awkward ingot, and gently stroked its smooth white hair.

He leaned back on the chair, his long damp hair was not tied up, and he covered his shoulders sloppily, a bit more poetic, but his eyes under the light yellow light were fixed and crystal clear, changing and shining like stars .

For a long time, he held up his hands, walked to the window, and looked in a certain direction in the distance. The wind blew him up like a flag.

The lights projected his back on the wall, a slender and steady figure that would never seem to be swallowed by the conspiracy, ups and downs, and changes of the world.

After the light shone on the panel wall, the binge-drinking woman was finally drunk. She stretched out her hand and pushed down the hip flask, Gu Lulu fell to the ground.

The candlelight went out, and the moonlight was cool and cool.

In the silence, the door suddenly creaked, and a slender figure came in gently, stopped in front of the drunk Meng Fuyao, and reached out to hug her.

Meng Fuyao turned over without obedience, and dragged the person. The shadow was leaning down, and she was inadvertently pulled downwards. Meng Fuyao immediately entangled him like an octopus. Hugging, muttering, "This quilt is so warm...it's nice."

The shadow froze, and did not remove her evil hand. The lights next door leaked in, illuminating his celestial eyebrows, and Yuan Zhaohu, who was exceptionally elegant, had gentle eyes at this moment.

He lay down, lying beside Meng Fuyao, lying on the cool wooden floor.

Leaning sideways and propping up his elbow with his arm, Yuan Zhaoxu looked at Meng Fuyao's peaceful sleeping face carefully, listening to her breath and his own breathing, intertwined inseparably with the light leaking in.

At this moment, the time is quiet, and in the flower garden ahead, a flower quietly condenses with dew.

For a long time, Yuan Zhaoxuan gently stretched out his hand and helped Meng Fuyao to remove the messy hair on his face.

His low and elegant voice dissipated in a quiet space.

"Fuyao... everything will be fine."