Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 28: One night “Spring Light”

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When Zhan Beiye came down the mountain carrying Meng Fuyao, he was welcomed by the people of Yaocheng.

The gate of the city was opened early, and the people of Yaocheng who were waiting lined up from inside the gate for a few miles outside. When Zhan Beiye and his cavalry came far away, the people of Yaocheng had a slight commotion-after all, Seeing the different team on the Wuji Land, they were psychologically habitually disturbed, but when they saw Meng Fuyao in the arms of Zhan Beiye, they immediately calmed down.

That was their city lord Meng, an eighteen-year-old slender woman. At the critical juncture of Yaocheng, with the courage and wisdom that a man can’t have, she endured the humiliation alone, broke into the enemy’s camp, and killed almost everything. The general of the military army was almost forced to death by his own people in his own city.

This kind of vigor is not as good as a man, and this kind of injustice is faceless.

Zhan Beiye slowed down the horse and passed through the crowd. The Han people of Yaocheng silently watched Meng Fuyao, who had lost a large circle in Zhan Beiye’s arms, and looked at her abnormally red cheeks, within a few days. The cheekbones protruding high, and the thin wrists that exposed the sleeves were scarred. Some people gradually reddened their eyes, and some began to whimper.

Suddenly a young man knelt down. He was the young man whose head was broken by a stone that day, and the young man who threw mud and stones the most vigorously when Meng Fuyao left the city.

He silently bowed his head and knelt on the human sand, Ren Zhengyue's spring wind blew his hair to block his eyes, and there seemed to be a slight **** breath hovering in the wind, which was left from the war a few days ago The last trace.

Those invading lives passed by without a trace, but some of the imprints left on the heart can never be removed.

More people knelt down, shorting themselves in front of the Maiden City Lord of Yaocheng. Their hearts were filled with self-blame and guilt, their voices stuck in their throats, and they could not explain or apologize. If you do, all you can do is bow down your dignified knee.

In the face of the glory of justice and conscience, all self-esteem is vulnerable.

Zhan Beiye proudly hugged Meng Fuyao and moved forward slowly. He felt that choosing such a woman was really foresight and face.

Ahead, at the gate of the city, the defenders of Yaocheng were kneeling. These soldiers, who were in armor, even the emperor did not need to kneel, knelt in the dust for the arrow that day and the closed city gate that day.

Zhan Beiye ignored the people, but stopped the horse in front of these soldiers. He looked down at Meng Fuyao. Her eyelashes trembled slightly. She was obviously awake, but she didn’t want to open her eyes. She felt war. With Kitano's gaze, she raised her eyes and shook her head.

When his eyes met, Zhan Beiye smiled, thinking about this woman, as expected, as he thought.

"Get up." Zhan Beiye stared at the shameful youths, "City Lord Meng does not blame you, you have done nothing wrong. As the defenders of Yao City, you did not follow the city lord to abandon the city and surrender, but chose to protect the people. Defending the city to the end, from the perspective of responsibility, you have done what you can do. It is a blessing for every city owner to have soldiers like you."

Meng Fuyao rolled his eyes, thinking that his own good fortune was indeed good, and Lord Zhan, who seemed to care about everything, his ability to instigate and buy people's hearts was first-rate.

Sure enough, the young soldiers who shed blood and did not shed tears began to weep low, banging their heads on the sand, and their low and sincere vows reverberating in the wind, "I wish to serve the city lord!"

"Wish to serve the city lord!" In and outside the city, more people drank low, gradually converging into a turbulent trend, sweeping through the **** wind of this southern city.

Zhan Beiye looked around in satisfaction and nodded frequently. Meng Fuyao couldn't bear it, and severely pinched Zhan Beiye--please don't stir it anymore. Is it comfortable to watch a group of big men cry to themselves?

Unfortunately, Beiye’s muscles are like iron, squeezing him, he doesn’t even feel it, he lowered his head and smiled shamelessly at Meng Fuyao, and whispered, "Why do you thank me? This is the best chance to buy people’s hearts. From now on, Yaocheng will really belong to you."

Am I rare? Meng Fu shook his head and turned, the city lord was too at a loss.

Zhan Beiye drove into Yaocheng, and the county office was full of people. The front was Tiecheng, waiting with a crutch with joy. He was the only person in Yaocheng who could greet Meng Fuyao without any shame. So this kid is a hundred times more energetic, and his lame leg is excited.

When Zhan Beiye walked in with Meng Fuyao holding Meng Fuyao, he gave him a squint, and said, "The kid has good muscles and bones, but the standard is too bad. How can I be a guard so bad? From now on, come and fight with me for an hour every day. The shelf."

Tie Cheng was taken aback, but he saw Zhan Beiye's shocking one who killed Lao Ha. Fighting with such a **** of death is not to seek death. The iron boy is bitter, thinking that those who have offended Meng Fuyao have not Being punished, I, the only supporter, is unlucky first, hey, it's unreasonable.

Meng Fuyao glanced at him. This stupid boy is blessed with stupidity. He has won the favor of Longsun Wuji and Zhan Beiye. In the future, I am afraid that he will be a limited edition master. Hey, envy.

She forgot again, the limited edition master is not made for her.

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Meng Fuyao received a "warm welcome" from Master Yuanbao when he returned to his room.

Master Yuan Bao rushed to Meng Fuyao, who was wrapped like a zongzi, holding her face and looking left and right, shaking his head, tusk.

"Squeak!"

Meng Fuyao was angry, "Remove your paw! What is on your paw!"

Master Yuan Bao retracted his paws, licked the candy clean, and turned his head to look at Meng Fuyao. The more I looked, the more dazzling my eyes were, and then he moved a mirror and stood aside to Meng Fuyao's face.

Meng Fuyao looked at himself like a ghost in the mirror, and then looked at Master Yuan Bao who was scratching his head and posing. If he realized, "Are you saying I'm ugly? Isn't it beautiful without you? Isn't it competitive without you?" /

"Squeak!"

Master Yuanbao was so happy to see his teeth but not eyes, Meng Fuyao stared at it gloomily, "Remind you...No matter how ugly I am, I am also a human."

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The mouse went to the corner to circle again, and Meng Fuyao lay down comfortably. Hey, his bed is cool.

Zhan Beiye put his hands on his chest, stared at her, and said, "Is it comfortable? Feeling soft? You stubborn girl, who has a good house and a good bed, doesn't sleep, but wants to drag us to accompany you with your meals and sleep, without beating you. After a meal, you just don’t get the hang of it."

Meng Fuyao glanced at the face-saving prince war, and said lazily, "Well, prince war beat me so painful, yes, the boots are not fragrant? Are the eye circles still swollen?"

Zhan Beiye was stunned, and came up angrily, "You all know?"

Meng Fuyao pouted her lips and ignored him, dare she not know? Although Lord Zhan's character doesn't seem to be that bad, but she and the man sleep in the mountains alone, how can she be unprepared?

Student Xiao Zhan vowed to marry her. This person seems not to make jokes for life. If he really thinks that she will be his "Princess" sooner or later, what should I do if I get on the bus first and make up for the ticket?

Meng Fuyao waved against Bei Ye like chasing mosquitoes, "Except for this house, you can find a place to sleep in the county office at will. It's easy to walk, not to send it."

"I'll sleep in this room." Lord Zhan answered frankly, and walked out without waiting for Meng Fuyao to scold him, "The doctor is coming soon, ask him to give you a good health, I have something to do."

What could he do to burn his butt? Meng Fuyao was curious to go out in such a hurry, but his spirit was so bad. After drinking some ginseng soup sent by Yao Xun, he quickly fell asleep.

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When Meng Fuyao woke up, the sky was already burning and the sky was shining brightly. She slept for too long, and she was a little dazed about where she was, as if she was still in the army camp just now, **** and open. Killing, and then he felt the rocks in the cave chucking himself, reaching out to find the stone, but he pulled out a human leg bone.

She took out the sweat towel on the bedside, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and sat up in her arms. In the dim light and shadow of the setting sun in a room, she thought deeply about a fragment of the dream just now.

In the dream, it was Yuan Zhaoxu, oh no, it was Changsun Wuji. He looked at her disapprovingly and said, "I left a letter to ask you to leave. You are not obedient."

In my dream, I was plausible, "Since you told me to leave, Yaocheng must have a problem. How can I abandon the city and run away in times of crisis?"

In the dream, the grandson Wuji sighed, and then he leaned in gently...

Stop it! Meng Fuyao blushed and covered the quilt on his face. Damn, what did you think, fortunately the dream was broken.

The quilt was covered, creating a dark and quiet space, the rosy smell of the quilt was faint, Meng Fuyao sniffed the smell, and his mind gradually calmed down.

Why did Changsun Wuji want her to leave? With his wisdom and means, it is impossible not to see the tricks of King Germany in this war against the Army. Then, Yao Cheng is his abandoned son?

No, Meng Fuyao immediately rejected this idea. If Yao Cheng is really his abandoned son, his grandson Wuji must be **** and he must be taken away. It should be said that Yao Cheng is a dangerous place that Changsun Wuji cannot be sure about. .

Because if there is really collusion between the northern and southern Rongs and the king of Germany, and the two sides have divided their interests, they will be assigned to the Rong clan. It should not be possible to look down at Yaocheng in the interior. If it was handed over to the Rong clan, King De would never do this if his brains were not broken.

So Changsun Wuji did not try to drag Meng Fuyao away, but even so, he left a letter to Meng Fuyao, carefully left behind the dark guards, and easily revealed to Zhan Beiye that "Fuyao is now in the military house. The news of the "land" made Lord Zhan consciously bring Black Wind Rider for him to borrow. If there is a Black Wind Rider, even if Yao Cheng is calculated, he will definitely not suffer.

As a result, the man is not as good as the sky. The King of Germany actually gave Yao Cheng out. The so-so Wucheng Beiye unexpectedly met the top ten on the road. He is usually the most frequent and unpredictable in the Wuzhou Continent, who is good at getting lost." "Fog hidden" unexpectedly appeared in the Wuji Nation. Three coincidences resulted in Yao Cheng's **** results. It can only be said that there is a providence in the dark to make her suffer this disaster.

It's just... Meng Fuyao was thinking, Changsun Wuji must have already known King De, right? He wanted to catch the king of Germany, and because of this, he did not deploy any secret armed forces to monitor the king of Germany in the south, deliberately to make the king...rebellion!

Thinking of this, Meng Fuyao's hair was going to stand up, this awesome man who dared to take his own land and the world!

It’s just that, why didn’t you kill King De in the capital, but let the tiger out of Beijing, and handily gave him 200,000 troops to make trouble. The deep meaning of this, Meng Fuyao felt that his little white head was starting to be insufficient. After thinking about it, I just pulled down the quilt--hey, wait for Zhan Beiye to come back and ask him, these political figures must understand.

As soon as the quilt was pulled down, I heard crying.

The cry is faintly swallowed, wandering outside the walls of this not-so-large county yard, the dusk is dying, the twilight is all four, this sorrowful cry on this night without stars and moon, I hear it from the bottom of my heart Gall.

Meng Fuyao frowned, opened the quilt, squatted on the bed and cursed, "Haunted? Girl I am least afraid of ghosts! Damn! Some kind of come and cry in front of me!"

The cry stopped immediately, but someone walked over quickly. Yao Xun's pale long face shook the courtyard wall, gloating in and laughing, "It's Hu Sang crying."

"Huh?" Meng Fuyao already knew what Hu Sang had done. She didn't think about how to fix her, so she cried first?

"The Lord Zhan is so handsome..." Yao Xun was intoxicated, "Miss Meng, don't you know, Hu Sang has been crying for three days..."

Yao Xun said excitedly, Meng Fuyao was dumbfounded.

Three days ago, when Beiye knew the whole story of the rejection of the city gate, the careful warlord became angry and looked at the girl Husang. The ignorant people have nothing to care about, and they cannot be expected to remain philosophical in the face of disasters. Calm and sober, after all, people don’t want to kill themselves, but Hu Sang, who is vicious, can’t let it go. He ordered Black Wind Cavaliers to refit as a gangster at the first time, blocking all the roads where they can escape outside the city, wanting to have his family. Hu Sang who escaped, no matter which way he chooses, he can collapse and find that there is a "husband" who wants to buy tolls ahead. But the money to buy the tolls is very different-no money, just a naked dance for the girl. Hu Sang’s family had to go home obediently and wait to be slaughtered. The gangsters took turns to "buy weapons" at Hu Sang’s house, naming them good irons and good workers. After the things were made, they were picky and reworked. They were down for three days and three nights. Hu Sang’s father was tired and collapsed on the ground. Hu Sang knelt down and begged the soldiers to let him go. The Black Wind Cavalry spit on the ground, "Bah! You are worthy of us against you? You are worthy of Meng City Lord. Are you right? You think the shoes are dirty when you give her shoes!"

Immediately turned out a pile of bills and pointed out the losses caused by the missed work and miscalculation of Hu Sang’s family. The huge numbers on the bill made Hu Sang fainted. After waking up, he heard someone coldly say, "Chengxi Zhang The lord is willing to pay the debt on your behalf, as long as you are a maid to pay the debt."

Hu Sang fainted again immediately--everyone knows that Master Zhang is a "maid addiction". He never marries a wife and concubine. His concubine is a maid, and he can throw it away when he gets tired of it. It is simple and convenient for one-time use.

It's not over yet, the other party said, "Master Zhang only helps you pay half of the debt, and the other half, Chengbei Master Liu said, you should be a washerwoman."

Hu Sang fainted again-Master Liu's washerwomen are all "stripers", Master Liu is a super fan of personal art, and the washerwomen in his family have a face and a plate, but their body is first-class enchanting.

Hei Fengqi threw down the bills and walked away, threatening to collect debts every day, until the two masters divided the day and night of the girl Hu Sang equally, Hu Sang holding a stack of bills wept day and night, his neighbors There is no one to help—Hu Sang takes the blame for himself. Besides, the people who had guarded the gates of the city were also guilty of themselves, and they did not even dare to speak for pleading.

Hu Sang, who cried and swollen eyes, pulled a thin rope in the middle of the night miserably to hang himself. He changed three places and hung three times. Finally, he met Tiecheng who was beaten back. Tiecheng was silent for a long while. Showed Hu Sang a way-go to City Lord Meng yourself, no one has the right to forgive you except her.

Hu Sang gratefully knelt down at Tiecheng's feet and banged his head—returning the double that Tiecheng gave to her that day.

So now, it’s the Husang girl crying outside the wall. She is also really shrewd, knowing that crying in front of the gate may not be passed on by someone, so I simply inquired about Meng Fuyao’s residence, which is closest to her house. Weeping outside the fence, Meng Fuyao couldn't pretend to hear.

Meng Fuyao frowned and held his cheeks in thought for a long time, thinking that he was just passing out a veil for a while, why did he cause so many things? Sure enough, the person who is long-term Sun Wuji is not to be offended. The legendary man who really fate will be punished by God if he offends a little bit of offense. Look, this is all right. This time it is not she who punishes Hu Sang, it is Hu Sang who punishes her. Now, why can she cry so much? It seems that if you don't let her in for a day, don't think about sleeping well to recuperate.

"Damn, who owes whom." Meng Fuyao waved his hand and said, "I don't want to see her, and I won't pretend to tell her that I forgive her and tell her to **** off. How far is the ideal? She will roll as far as she can. It's best to die by yourself, don't hit me in front of me, be careful that I am upset, and stabbed her in the stomach with a knife."

Yao Xun rolled his eyes and said, "Miss Meng, you didn't intend to really poke? You are so good to talk, she almost killed you."

Meng Fuyao took a look at him, "I'm always good at talking, I don't care about someone who has betrayed me twice."

Yao Xun stopped talking, touched his nose angrily to spread the word, and returned after a long while, "Hu Sang begs you to meet, saying that he must apologize in front of you."

"Mom, you're in good measure," Meng Fuyao kicked over the stool, "Okay, since I'm deliberately looking for abuse, I will definitely make it for the girl."

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When Hu Sang came in with fear and cowardice, Meng Fuyao thought he had seen the wrong person.

In just a few days, how come a beautiful woman is born like a ghost? Look at that thin, white, ghost film without makeup.

She hates people here, but she didn't remember that she was no better than Hu Sang, thinner and paler than others, sitting on the bed like a paper man, and people would think they would be crushed to death by the quilt. .

Hu Sang raised his head timidly, glanced at her, and hurriedly looked away, but his legs were already soft.

"City Lord Meng...I'm not good...I'm so jealous... Please forgive me..."

She cried so much that there was a spring rain in the pear blossoms, and banged her head under Meng Fuyao's feet. Meng Fuyao stared at her coldly, not feeling pitiful, she felt disgusting.

There are always such women in this world who think they are smart and beautiful, and everyone in the world should bow their heads under their skirts. Whenever they feel unsatisfactory, they will burn with revenge anger, but they have never thought about their own position and reason to "retaliate." "?

This kind of person is despicable and hateful, it is a waste of food in the world. Meng Fuyao is happy to see her commit suicide in fear of sin, but it is a pity that Ms. Husang refused to die, and she was not good to send her to death—not to love her, nor Want to influence her, this kind of person influences her ass, but in the final analysis she is the initiator, Meng Fuyao's waywardness is the first, and one side of Jinpa is the fault. If at that time, the grandson Wuji rejected that pazi, Hu Sang's love If she was strangled in time, there would be no future incidents. It was her head dizzy that Hu Sang hoped that she would be disappointed again, and the frustrated woman took the evil road.

Therefore, she gave up about killing Hu Sang. After all, she was wrong first. Moreover, the woman injured by love is never a normal crowd. She can do everything. She Meng Fuyao has a clear grievance and a good account. Clearly, it is not this little character Hu Sang who really should be held accountable and killed quickly, but the man behind the siege of Yaocheng. King King, King King, wash your neck and wait.

But she would not be reconciled if she didn’t rectify it. She was not a good man and a believer. If she was murdered, she would radiate the glory of the Virgin to comfort her. Originally, Hu Sang was sent to jail for a few days to let her see the state machine. Those very representative instruments of torture, the hostility to kill her, it seems unnecessary now.

Because before she thought about how to serve Hu Sang's top ten tortures, Zhan Beiye opened the curtain and walked in.

He came in straight forward, without squinting, as if he didn't even see Hu Sang kneeling in the road, striding forward, and then... stepped on Hu Sang's hand.

Hu Sang let out a scream of "Ah", shook his hand that was trampled in tears and exchanged tears, but Lord Zhan suddenly became "deaf", as if he didn't hear anything to move forward, because his posture was too uninhibited and his steps were too sloppy. The tiger gave birth to the wind, and the rolling wind directly swept Hu Sang aside.

Over there, I don't know when Master Yuan Bao suddenly jumped out, stroking his beard and waiting brightly, and seeing Hu Sang flying over, he immediately unsealed a bag beside him.

A pile of donkey dung, eggs and bones rolled out.

Then he smeared Hu Sang's face.

Master Yuan Bao squeaked and rushed to the shoulder of the screaming Hu Sang. The little robe urinates as soon as he lifts it, and the urine is extremely high and penetrating, and a small bubble of water is stirred up, just to remove the donkey dung. The egg was diluted, and Hu Sang's face was full of yellow, yellow, green and green.

Meng Fuyao couldn't laugh or cry, and cursed, "Ya's ingot, please change the place, it's dirty!" He glared at Bei Ye, "Nothing, play tricks with mice."

"It's none of my business," Zhan Beiye sat down beside her, "Don't compare this king to a mouse."

He then "saw" Hu Sang, suddenly lowered his face and stared at her.

He stared at people with this sorrowful face, and the indoor air immediately seemed to cool down. The chilling frozen man, Hu Sang, who was screaming and crying, shivered involuntarily and shrank into the corner.

Meng Fuyao stared at Zhan Beiye a little bit unknownly. Hey, I can't see that this guy is quite majestic when his face is calm. It's a pity that the blue eye circles affect the image a bit.

Zhan Beiye ignored her and only stared at Hu Sang. He was murderous and stressed when he did not speak. The sharp teeth with ice generally slashed and killed the target, and Hu Sang stared at him so much that he didn’t even stare at the target. I dared to wipe it, and kept whimpering and shrank into the corner.

Meng Fuyao looked at him silently, a little wondering if he stared at him for half an hour, whether this child has gone crazy ever since.

Probably at the tipping point when Hu Sang would collapse but not collapse, Lord Zhan, who grasped the timing very accurately, spoke. His voice was calm, but his speech was like drawing a knife.

"I will kill anyone who harms Meng Fuyao."

Hu Sang will not cry anymore.

"Don't think you are an ordinary woman and child without martial arts, I will let you go. For her, I can give up my principles."

He looked at Hu Sang, silent, expressionless, and pressureless.

Hu Sang began to tremble, as if she was about to squeeze herself into a corner, desperately shrinking into a ball, she only felt suffocated and terrified, the man in front of her voice was calm, but she felt like a knife in his eyes. I cut it again, and my heart won't even beat.

Looking at her pale face and trembling teeth, the Three Souls and Six Souls had already scared her murderous in half. Zhan Beiye was satisfied, suddenly grinned, and said brightly and openly, "It’s just that I know that Fuyao will not kill. You are not intolerable, but your life and life are not worthy of her to bother, blindly clinging to personal love and grudges, it will only be you, a lowly woman living in her own narrow life."

"I respect her opinion, although I am a bit unwilling." Zhan Beiye looked at Meng Fuyao with blazing eyes, "Hey, I always suffer when I meet you."

Hu Sang only felt the pressure relieved at this time, silently let out a sigh, raised his head with tears in his eyes, and watched Meng Fuyao's Zhan Beiye next to him. He was heroic, domineering, and an extraordinary man. , Why do such men only appear beside her?

Why does she feel embarrassed, she looks like a **** standing on a high place looking down on all living beings, her brilliance is hard to conceal, the stars hold the moon, and she is destined to shrink under her feet, carrying the dirt and mud of the world, Looking up at her?

She doesn't understand what the commanding heights of humanity are, but she knows that she has lost all her life.

Slowly wipe off the dirt on her face with her sleeves. Some things, she knows, will never be wiped clean.

Zhan Beiye is no longer willing to look at her again, "Go away."

Hu Sang bit his lip and retreated. When approaching the door, he heard Zhan Beiye suddenly remembering such a cool voice, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, the death penalty can be spared and the bills cannot be cancelled. ."

Hu Sang suddenly turned around, his legs softened and fell.

"But you can pay it back slowly. A year will not be ten years, ten years will not be a lifetime," the wicked Lord Zhan said slowly, "I have to find something for you to do, so that you don’t want to be too idle to think about anything bad. Ideas will harm people."

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Looking at Hu Sang staggering away, Meng Fu shook his head, "Oh, ruthless, ruthless."

The number of bills...Tsk, Husang won’t sell himself, right?

"Who are you cruel?" Zhan Beiye grabbed the ingot and drove out the door first, and then leaned in dangerously, with teeth white like some beasts. "You seem to know what is good or bad, right?"

Meng Fu shook his palm and shouted, "Tourists stop! Sunflower acupuncture hands are waiting!"

"I still have the claws of the dragons and tigers!" Zhan Beiye waved off Meng Fuyao's weak and feeble claws, "Why are you doing this, my princess?"

"Concubine, concubine, you are tall!" Meng Fuyao was angry, "Who do you want to marry, and the old lady won't take care of you!"

"I won't let you serve me." Zhan Kitano smiled and said to himself, "I will assign a hundred maidservants to serve you, you can change one every day..."

Meng Fuyao shivered and murmured, "What a tacky palace life..." After seeing Zhan Beiye, he began to take off his boots.

"What are you doing!" Meng Fuyao shouted again, shaking the earth, "This is my bed!"

"Sooner or later, your bed will divide me in half. I will get used to it." Zhan Beiye kicked off his boots and lay down comfortably, "Hey, it's much more comfortable than a cave."

Meng Fuyao wrapped himself in three and two quilts, pinched his nose, buzzed, "You want to kill me? Hong Kong feet!"

"Are you saying that my feet are fragrant? All right?" Zhan Beiye picked up his boots, "You smell it?"

The boots were viciously beaten out by Meng Fuyao, and Zhan Beiye lay back indifferently, with pillows in his hands, and said, "Sooner or later you have to get used to my sleeping next to you, you should get used to it."

Meng Fuyao wrapped the quilt, staring at him, and said, "It's difficult for the king to fight against others?"

"Accepting me is what makes you strong?" Zhan Beiye frowned, "Shuyao, you don't really like Changsun Wuji, do you?"

"No one can look down on my old mother!" Meng Fuyao gritted her teeth. "My old mother tells you very clearly that my goal is to travel around the seven countries and do what I should do. You Yingyings, swallows, flowers, flowers, and plants I've been among the flowers, and the leaves don't touch my body!"

"Hey, I like you so much." Zhan Beiye was not angry, and looked at her with a satisfied smile, "Look, the dignified Prince Tiansha and Prince Wuji have become Yingying Yanyan in your mouth. Domineering, very suitable for me."

Meng Fuyao stared at him and realized that Lord Zhan and Prince Grandson are actually the same person-no matter what you say, he has a way to get rid of you. It is very unwise to fight with them, whether it is wits or martial arts. The most important thing to do is when they don’t exist.

So she thought he didn't exist, Meng Fuyao fell asleep, turned her back to him, and wrapped all the quilts around herself.

Zhan Beiye didn't move her either. He lay on his back and sighed, "It's better to sleep next to you... Peace of mind, I haven't been able to sleep well for many years."

Meng Fuyao clawed at the wall, resolutely preventing himself from turning around and asking because of curiosity.

"I was in the palace when I was a child, and I slept at the gate of my mother’s palace every day. Sometimes she would startled in the middle of the night and ran out barefoot. At that time, I couldn’t wake her up, and would kill her, so I stayed asleep. On the threshold, she walked and raised her feet low in her dream, and she would step on me every time, and then trip down and fell on me, so that I could wake up and hug her back without getting hurt."

Meng Fuyao stared at the figure of Zhan Beiye illuminated by the oil lamp. The solid and tall shadow did not know when it turned into a small child figure, sleeping in the cold and empty palace, with the threshold leaning on his waist. Dare to fall asleep, waiting for my mother to step on sleepwalking every night.

What kind of silent desolation is this?

Meng Fuyao's nose was a little sour. She remembered Yao Xun's words that Zhan Beiye had a special background. Her mother was a former queen, and she was a mad concubine. Zhan Beiye was squeezed out by her brother for many years. Heifengqi is famous for moving the world, but there are always only three thousand people. That is the standard of the prince’s guard and the maximum allowed by his elder brother. Meng Fuyao believes that as long as conditions permit, he hopes that he will fight against the emperor of Beiye. He killed his very threatening brother.

After experiencing such a dark royal life and surviving in such a crevice so far, it is really incredible that Zhan Beiye can have such a clear and bold temperament.

"Later I got a fief... It was actually the **** of the Geya Desert. The place was not only poor, but also divided into three pieces, one piece for the Desert Pirates, one piece for Moro, and then the smallest piece belonged to me, my brother. It's so generous... I asked him on the day of the entitlement, is the Geya Desert all mine? He said yes, haha, it would be easy to do, I beat the group of thieves fiercely and killed Moro's tour The cavalry were all stripped and buried in the sand. After they were made into humans, they flew kites... Then they behaved. Ge Ya is all mine... But in those years, I didn't sleep well."

Meng Fu shakes his nose again... Damn, what is this guy doing tonight? Grievance meeting?

Does he want the desolation of the young man who has used cruel means to expand his strength but cannot sleep well every night, to soften the hard heart of her city lord Bangbang?

She was never moved by City Lord Meng...Meng Fuyao kept her ears up, and waited heavily for the next wave of "Bitterness Attack" in the northern field, but there was no sound behind her, only the sound of low and even breathing came.

Meng Fuyao couldn't help turning his head curiously. A faint moonlight came in through the half-covered window and sprinkled on the face of War Kitano behind him. Therefore, the outline of the handsome and tough man's face was outlined in a calm and soft manner. The skin was slightly creamy and white, and the eyebrows and eyelashes became more and more black, and there was a striking beauty with sharp contrast. He lowered his eyelashes, breathing calmly, and there was a deep sleep between his eyebrows, relaxation and joy.

Zhan Beiye is asleep.

Meng Fuyao looked at him half-side, looking at his rare child-like sleeping face, the moonlight also shone on her face, and her undiagnosed face was tender and pitying.

Forget it...Don't kick him out of bed.

Meng Fuyao yawned, rolled over lazily, turned his back to Zhan Beiye, his eyelids drooped heavily.

She fell asleep too.

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"You adulterers and women!!!"

The high and crisp female high-pitched voice came into Meng Fuyao's ears abruptly. She grumbled and rubbed her eyes, lifted the heavy quilt on her body, turned over and continued to sleep, muttering, "Hu Sang, you **** I dare say one more thing, my mother will kill you immediately..."

"I killed you, I killed you--" Someone was screaming vaguely, as if they were still struggling with kicking and beating. The window was not known when it was opened, and the morning wind blew in. Refreshing and awakening.

Meng Fuyao yawned, stretched out the longest waist in a century, rubbed his sleepy eyes indiscriminately, and was considering what kind of torture would be used to rectify this villain who disturbed his dreams. Someone must say coolly, "Since Ms. Meng can fight overnight, her body is probably better. It seems that I am superfluous."

Hearing this sound, Meng Fuyao froze and opened one eye carefully to take a look... Sure enough, the poisonous tongue man returned.

Zong Yue, who was clean in white, stood in front of the window, against the background of crimson bougainvillea, it looked like a gleam of deep snow from a high mountain, but he was carrying a bunch of colorful... Yalan beads in his hand.

Meng Fuyao stared at the two dumbfounded, and said to his heart what was going on. How could the two of them get together, and how did they happen to appear together?

At this time, she felt something was wrong with her sluggish head. After studying for a long time, it was found that the eyes of Yalanzhu and Zong Yue were not right. The former was angry like a wild cat, and the latter was cold and ridiculous.

Sneer?

Meng Fuyao followed the eyes of the two of them and looked back, seeing his bed, and then...

"Ah!"

"Mama Spicy, I’m going to fight Beiye, you **** go to bed when you sleep, why take off your clothes!" Meng Fuyao furiously, grabbed the quilt and smashed at Zhan Beiye, "You are exposed Crazy!"

The soft satin quilt was shining and fell on Zhan Beiye-the prince wore only a pair of calf trousers all over his body, naked and muscular, and his skin was moist and beautiful. Put it politely on Meng Fuyao - Meng Fuyao felt that the quilt was very heavy just now, and Gein was the leg of a certain prince.

In other words, just now, a scene of "Spring Light" fell into the eyes of Zhan Beiye's female chasers and Meng Fuyao's male friends-Meng Fuyao and Zhan Beiye lie on the same bed, with disheveled clothes and extensive exposure.

Ah, ah, ah, fame is not guaranteed, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, you just can’t be soft-hearted. Meng Fuyao was so sad and angry that he smashed the bedding vigorously in the strange eyes of the two.

Meng Fuyao's quilt was smashed down, and the soundly high-lying Zhan Beiye opened his eyes lazily. His eyes were as bright as glass and they were astonishingly beautiful when he woke up. He slanted his eyes and glanced at the two men. , Caught Meng Fuyao, who was madly smashing people, and Zhan Beiye greeted unsurprisingly, "Two, it's really early."

"Zhanzhanzhanzhan..." Yalanzhu screamed with her teeth and claws, "You, you, you--"

"I'm sleeping, that's it." Zhan Beiye quickly picked up, "Little princess, you are rude and broke into someone's bedroom early in the morning. It doesn't seem that your noble status should do it."

The more he glanced at Zong, the more indifferent Zong said, "As a doctor, I am anxious to treat the illness. It is normal for me to rush to my patient's room, and you-it seems that this is not your bedroom, right?" /

Meng Fuyao interrupted, "Yes, I don't know how he came, let alone how he undressed——"

"I didn't ask you in the next." Zong Yue didn't look at Meng Fuyao, "Anyway, you ‘sleep all the time’, asking you is unnecessary."

Meng Fuyao shut his mouth depressedly, touched his nose, thinking about how unlucky today is, why there are so many people with different characters, and Zong Yue is so angry about what he does, although he sees He looks tired and hard, but what does he have to do with us, he can't be angry at me.

Zhan Beiye was still smiling, grinning white, "This is not my bedroom now, but it will be soon," and he looked at Zong Yue "gently", "Soon, Meng Fuyao All the rooms I have slept in will become my bedroom."

"Ah, ah, ah, you adulteress and adulteress..." Ya Lanzhu would only curse this sentence in her life. This is the most powerful sentence she can come out of her mind.

"According to the world, Tianshalie Lie Wang Wenwu is both complete, and I still missed a sentence." Zong Yue came over unhurriedly, and unceremoniously pulled Meng Fuyao's pulse.

Zhan Beiye tightened his lips. Without asking, Meng Fuyao looked at the two men who were murderous as soon as they met, and asked cooperatively, "What else?"

As soon as she spoke with Beiye's eyes, she killed him fiercely. At the same time, Zong Yue replied very satisfied, "Oh, wishful thinking."

Meng Fuyao laughed out loud, and Zhan Beiye said with a black face, coldly, "Mr. Zong came in time. I just don’t know if Fuyao slays himself, Mr. Zong, who is a master of medicine, can he connect his neck. ?"

"The Lord of War came in time." Zong Yuexian replied, "I just don't know if the scenery of Laiwu Mountain in the Promise Kingdom is so good? So that the Lord lingered in the mountains for half a month?" /

Zhan Beiye stopped talking, and stared at Zong Yue fiercely. Zong Yue calmly gave Meng Fuyao a pulse without even looking at him.

In the third round, it was still tied.

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Finally, a group of talents sat down and talked. The wild cat Yalanzhu was tired of scolding, Zong Yue finished the consultation, and Zhan Beiye got dressed. The quarrel and scolding were all over. Meng Fuyao ordered everyone to give them all. Pull out, a cup of cold tea, calm down.

Although she doesn't know what they are angry at—she still feels unlucky.

After drinking the cold tea, things became clear. Ya Lanzhu came after Zhan Beiye. Anyway, her goal in life was to chase and fight Beiye, and as soon as she entered Yaocheng, she heard about Meng Fuyao and rushed to the camp. The heroic deeds of the door blood, the heart of worship grew, and he came to visit Meng Fuyao happily early in the morning. Yao Xun saw her and hairy, no matter where he dared to stop her, Ya Lanzhu ran into the "adulter and adulteress." The child was sitting in the seat now, staring at Meng Fuyao with big beautiful eyes, and seeing Meng Fuyao feeling unwell, he ran to the toilet.

As for Zong Yue, he spoke very lightly. He went to gather medicine in the deep mountains of the sky, and received news from Yao Cheng on the way back, so he hurried back.

Meng Fuyao stared at him and suddenly said, "Zong Yue, didn't you treat King De's disease? Would you do me a favor?"

"I know that you want me to poison the medicine. If you want a doctor to poison the medicine, you really speak it out." Zong Yue lowered his eyes to drink tea, Meng Fuyao smiled sly, but Zong Yue said again, "Actually you don’t Said I originally planned to do this, but unfortunately, I couldn't do it."

"How?"

"Wang De is not sick at all." Zong Yue said with shocking words, "Anything going wrong and poor meridians are all lies that he deceived the world. From the beginning to the end, the person I was treating was not King De. ."

"Huh?"

"This person was a lie." Zhan Beiye suddenly sneered, "For example, his princess was obviously driven crazy by his eldest grandson Wuji. He actually took him on him, saying that he was scolding the princess, and She cursed madly-encountering this kind of "a royal family who doesn't care about honor or disgrace", "a loyal minister who does not hesitate to carry the scapegoat for the prince". Zhongyi Wushuang is famous, and he is unfamiliar if he wants to embarrass him. The grandson Wuji is lucky. "

Meng Fuyao was startled, thinking of the origin of the series of events-the mad concubine of the German king. It turned out that she was driven by the eldest grandson Wuji. Then it is normal for the legendary king of German who is deeply affectionate to be unhappy. He endured painstakingly for so many years and didn't start to act until today.

"Since you have no chance to poison, then I will do it myself." Meng Fuyao gritted his lower lip with his thin white teeth and sneered, "Everyone who harms people is always harmed, wait."

"Nothing." Zhan Beiye immediately objected, "With me, how can you be risked again! I'll come!"

"Come on, you have a fart." Meng Fuyao looked at him and was not pleasing to his eyes, "Do you think you are the Promise King? Or are you going to take your Black Wind Rider to kill the King? You are not afraid to cause international Disputes, I am afraid that I will become a sinner to harm the people."

She was lying on the table and discussing the plan enthusiastically. The two men killed each other while giving her advice. While talking, Meng Fuyao heard the window mullions faintly, walked over and took a look. Long Sun Wuji stayed The last guard of's face was standing under the window with a pale face.

"Miss Meng," he waited for Meng Fuyao to come out and walked into the dark, sweating profusely, and said in a hurry, "The master left the east coast, left the war, and came back!"