Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 34: “Wild” Mandarin Duck
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The same hour, Shenshi, two quarters.
Lao An, the deputy chief **** of the Xuande Palace, walked out of the hall, looked at the prosperous scenery in the distance, beat his waist, and staggered into his room behind the hall, where he is the sixth palace in the west, remote and quiet, Approaching Lenggong Xingong, so even if it is a grand event in the palace today, it has nothing to do with him. The old eunuch, who is nearly 70 years old, slumped and swayed back to his room.
Passing by a secluded corridor, the old **** suddenly stopped.
Ahead, a man and a woman, each dressed in **** and court ladies' costumes, are flashing across a rockery.
"Who!"
The guards who patrolled the Xuande Hall stopped outside the door and looked over with attention.
The couple turned around in panic, with unfamiliar eyebrows, and the palace lady's face showed a reddish turmeric, and she shrank her hands in a panic.
The old **** is not old-fashioned, and when he sees the cylinder in the woman's hand, he is startled, and then he realizes that this is another good show of a fake phoenix phoenix.
Smashed his mouth, the old guy remembered his "meeting" Cuihuan in the palace, he couldn't help but smiled wretchedly, waved his hands, signaled the pair to leave quickly, and waved to the guard.
The guard turned away and left.
The two lowered their heads, but didn't go away. The old **** walked a few steps with his hands and turned around in surprise, "Huh?" There was a cry.
"Father-in-law, help us!" The court lady suddenly rushed forward, her voice choked, and the old **** squinted at her, frowning.
"Father-in-law... We are the palace servants of the palace... Now... I dare not go back now..." The palace lady raised her head, although her face was slightly yellow, her eyebrows were beautiful, and her tearful expression was lovely. The crescent eyebrows were raised elegantly, so even though it was a sad expression, it was also a little hopeful.
The old **** looked at her regrettably and felt that the girl had a bad complexion. She was born with a cold and difficult to get out of her head. Otherwise, the concubine would have done well for such talents, and she needed to stay in the cold palace and the **** as a fake couple ? After thinking about it, he felt a little compassionate and looked at the opposite side hesitantly.
There, soldiers come and go, and the investigation is very tight. No wonder this pair of wild mandarin ducks dare not go back to the palace. As the deputy chief eunuch, he can really cover up for them, but why do you want to take risks for unrelated people? ?
The old **** has his sleeves up, his old eyes are dim, and he looks confused, looking up at the sky.
Yunhen and Meng Fuyao looked at each other. Meng Fu raised his eyebrows and nodded a little at the cloud mark with his chin. Yunhen frowned and snorted from his nose. Meng Fuyao immediately smashed his waist and eyes with a very cruel hand. Helpless, Yun Hen took out a bag from his arms and handed it to Meng Fuyao.
Meng Fu shook his eyebrows and smiled and took it, offering his hands to the old eunuch, and said in a low voice, "The father-in-law has worked hard, a little heart."
The old **** straightened his waist and swayed his sleeves to Meng Fu. Meng Fuyao immediately wisely stuffed the heavy bag into his sleeve pocket. The old **** gave Meng Fuyao an admiring look, and then glanced at Yunhen. He smiled and said, "You wood is so beautiful." He looked obscenely at the thing in Meng Fu's palm, beckoning the two of them to take a plate in the side hall and follow him.
Yun Hen sullen his face, pinching the plate very tightly, and seeing Meng Fuyao thrusting the cylindrical object into his arms, his face can't help but flushed. Fortunately, the night is dark and no one noticed.
Meng Fuyao coughed and coughed, looked up at the sky, and once again posted this account on Zhan Beiye-if you didn't lock me up, can I even use this item?
Lao Angang, the old eunuch, took Meng Fuyao and Yunhen out of the Xuande Hall to the direction of Xingong. Immediately, armored guards came forward and glanced at the three of them. He recognized Lao An. Smiled slightly, and asked, "Father-in-law is so late, where are we going?"
"Here," Lao'an raised his chin towards Xingong, with impatience in his eyes. "The Shencai girl in that palace had a problem again. She said she felt cold and sent someone to ask me for cotton. Make winter clothes."
"The idea is worth a trip by the father-in-law of labor?" The opponent's eyes were sharp and eagle-like.
"Hey, you don't know," the old **** stood on tiptoe, and said mysteriously in his ear, "I'm not afraid of Caimai's illness, so I will come over with them to see, Shen Caimai's problem, you heard Have you ever? Hmm... I heard that something is not clean..."
He coughed and said nothing.
The wind passed through the long and cold Yong Alley and rolled up the fallen leaves on the ground. The sound of dry and brittle leaves rubbing against the ground sounded like a woman's light pace, moving step by step.
A layer of pale mist rose on the ground, condensed, and there was a ghostly atmosphere in this solemn and deep cold alley.
The captain of the guard moved his lips and his face changed slightly. He had been in the palace for a long time. Naturally, he knew that near this palace, the people who entered and exited the palace were all criminal offenders. The corpses that were carried out were all violent dead. It is said that every corner is stained with blood, and every space is hovering the soul of the unjust dead.
The warrior, who drank blood all the year round, became more superstitious. The captain waved his hand and turned back to signal the guard to let the road go.
With a loud sound, Rulin's knives and guns were swept away, and a straight path vacated from the middle of the alley covered with heavy armor.
Meng Fuyao and Yun Hen looked at each other, Yun Hen smiled coldly, Meng Fuyao glanced inadvertently, and suddenly saw Yun Hen's robe reveal a little blood on the chest, and slowly expand.
Meng Fuyao's face changed, and he gestured to Yun Hen. Yun Hen held the tray a little higher and blocked the blood stain.
Meng Fuyao looked worriedly at the bleeding stains and leaned against Yunhen. At this time, the captain in front of him stretched out his hand and looked at the three with a tricky smile. He didn't believe anyone. Just deliberately want to see these weak eunuchs, do they have the courage to go through the iron-colored jungle of swords, guns and swords?
The old **** turned pale and swallowed, regretting a little bit in his heart, but unfortunately the lie had already been spread out, and he would not have made it if he did not take this trip.
The captain felt embarrassed when he saw him embarrassed. He smiled and said, "I'm sorry, father-in-law, this alley is narrow, brothers can’t disperse, they can only stay here, if you’re afraid your brothers’ hands and feet will scare you, I will accompany you there."
Lao An was overjoyed, and repeatedly agreed, the man came over and walked side by side with Lao An.
Meng Fuyao secretly yelled badly. The wound of Yunhen cracked open, and the blood flowed more and more. Once the **** aura was sniffed by this person, it would inevitably alarm everyone, and the road in front of him, like a forest of swords Walking in it, as long as the guards pass the weapon, the two of them will be immediately pinched to death, and there is no possibility of escape!
However, I have come here, and I am desperate to turn my head back. Meng Fuyao thought helplessly. What the book says, "It is a mountain of swords and a sea of flames, and it is also true." Isn't it about to cross the mountain of swords now?
The sky is as dark as iron, the vaults are inverted, everything is pressed in the suffocating darkness, only the long and narrow road of the gun forest, which only allows two people to pass by, leads straight to the front , The torch reflected the sharp cyan light of the tip of the gun, and then the look of the guards' indifference, silent and abrupt.
It takes courage to walk such a path.
It takes luck to finish such a path.
Meng Fu shook his head, looked at the sky, took a deep breath, and walked out.
Team of Thousands is as quiet as no one. Only the torch burns to cover all the sounds in the world, such as the sound of insects, crying, and the sound of liquid slowly infiltrating.
The blood-stained killer is born with terrifying power. The old **** originally wanted to find a few words to relieve the tension of walking in the forest, but opened his mouth, only feeling that his throat was being killed in some way The force of the man was pressing and straining, and he couldn't make a sound.
The murderous spirit was depressed, all the way, forcing people to sweat, dry and wet.
While walking silently, Yunhen suddenly pulled the tray to his chest again.
At the same time, the captain of the guard tilted his head, suddenly sniffed, and said, "What's the smell?"
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At this time, Shen Shi, three quarters.
Qi Xunyi's juggler team has been waiting in the hall under the palace of Qian'an.
Yan Lie's change of defense has reached the final gate.
Fang Minghe Point will be over, and the army will leave the camp.
The men in black on the assassination team are frightened and shaken. The movie streamers appear in every corner of Yanjing.
The graceful and romantic man with wide-clothes and big-sleeves, reclining on the couch and savoring a sip of fragrant tea with a smile, took out a gold watch from the Western Borneo country and looked at the time, said:
"Go."
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So what, dears, do you understand what that wretched thing is for? "Salvation": The palace maid and the **** formed a fake couple because of loneliness. A fake couple, sometimes they naturally need props, hehe.