Prime Assassin: the Evil King’s Wife Chapter 131: My Father

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Because the daughter of a big family can practice calligraphy since she was a child, and she doesn't speak and write excellent characters, but it is also very good.

But this handwriting is weak and lacking in character!

After Dong'er and Fukang looked at each other, they immediately lowered their heads, and their eyes followed Yun Tingruo's pen tip.

The two read tacitly, their eyes lit up after each sentence.

The content of this leaflet is full of effort.

"Look at this sentence, how well you write it, with me, you will be different." Fukang clasped his hands together, and women liked to dress differently.

Dong'er rolled his eyes and said excitedly: "Obviously this is the sentence, you give me ten silver coins, and I will build an allure for you like a dream."

The dreamlike appearance of the Qingcheng, this is the lifelong pursuit of the daughters.

Yun Tingruo didn't seem to hear him at all, he didn't even lift his eyelids.

Writing quickly!

"Okay, great." Fukang finished reading in one breath, couldn't help but applaud, but was exclaimed in his heart, as if he couldn't believe his eyes!

If Yun Ting puts down the brush, his dark eyes are full of agility: "Fu shopkeeper, you can copy a few hundred copies according to what is written on this, and let people go to the center of the imperial city to send them."

"Good, good." Fukang also has the temper to do what he wants. He is itchy, and he can't wait to send out this flyer right away.

"I will come again in five days." Yun Tingruo dropped a word and left with Dong'er.

The bustling streets are full of voices!

And this kind of excitement is very different from the excitement of night,

Prosperity Fengguo really deserves its reputation!

As soon as he left Shengbaozhai, Yun Tingruo asked: "Donger, tell me why I twisted the handwriting."

Dong'er was looking at the stalls along the way. The items on them looked very beautiful. When she heard the young lady's words, she quickly got serious.

After brewing for a while, I said word by word: "I'm afraid that someone will recognize Miss's handwriting."

"Guess again." Yun Tingruo dodged and carried the sedan chair to face him, and a faint cold voice sounded.

Dong'er's face became heavy and she wiped her nose to think, and then her eyes became brighter, flashing a confident light: "Miss is trying to hide her identity."

"Not bad." Yun Tingruo praised sincerely!

Won the compliment from the young lady, Dong'er has stars in his eyes...

I glanced at the little proud Dong'er and reminded: "The shopkeeper Fu is obviously a little curious about me. This way, he can eliminate his inquiry and conceal my identity. Sometimes, the concealment is not necessarily in the identity. On the cover, you can see through a person’s conversation, self-cultivation, hobbies, understand?"

Dong'er listened attentively, only feeling that he had benefited a lot, and his admiration for the young lady was even stronger.

If Yunting is not talking nonsense, sometimes it will become a burden to talk too much.

"Miss, where are we going now."

Seeing that Yun Tingruo was not going back, Dong'er asked quickly.

Yun Tingruo squinted his eyes: "Go buy some preserved peanuts. I have recently increased my training. I am worried that Yun Xiao will be hungry."

"Oh." Dong'er curled her lips. Since Yun Xiao came, the lady has one more caring person.

I feel a little bit sour inexplicably, as if my favorite thing has been robbed.

But it was only a while before the emotions disappeared.

After the master and servant bought good food, they headed back to Xiangfu.

"Tattoo!"

At this time, the sound of horseshoes came from behind, followed by a loud roar: "Get out, get out, get out of it."

A man in armor, with a whip in his hand, kept driving away the people.

Suddenly, there was a flurry of trouble,

The scene is in chaos!

The women and children screamed.

People evaded, like frightened rabbits.

The cloud listens to the wind...

Stand in place calmly.

"Tatatata." The sound of horseshoes is no longer thin, but strong and strong.

Lines of neat elites, wearing helmets, only reveal a pair of eyes.

The spear in his hand was shining sharply.

At first glance, it is a well-trained army.

Behind them, the man wore a lake-blue robe, like a sweeping lake, and Fengshen's handsome face looked haggard.

Yun Tingruo's lips twitched, and his dark eyes swept over.

-----Di Minglie.

Dong'er naturally recognized it too. She pointed to Di Minglie happily, turned her head to look at Yun Tingruo, just about to speak, but immediately closed it again.

Miss seems to hate King Qi!

Miss doesn't like it, and she doesn't like it anymore.

Dong'er put down her hand silently, and said nothing.

If Yun Tingruo's eyes fell on Di Minglie's chin, the scars faded a lot.

It seems that other good medicine was used.

Looking at the army getting closer, Yun Tingruo pulled Dong'er and squatted down.

There are still many people in front of her, all of whom bow their heads and dare not look up.

Di Minglie's brows and eyes were fierce, like a cold knife. His long, white fingers touched his chin subconsciously. Fortunately, before receiving the imperial decree, the scars were not obvious.

Otherwise, it is not a bad thing to be seen by the father-in-law.

The finger gently touched the chin, and the small figure appeared in his mind.

Ugly little face, aura eyes.

Damn it!

His people couldn't find her, there was no trace of her.

The thought of this made Di Minglie panic in his heart!

This kind of feeling of nowhere to vent made his temper soar.

Because everyone lowered their heads, they didn't see the wise and powerful King Qi in their hearts, and the cruel flash in their eyes!

His gaze slowly passed through the crowd, and finally floated gently over Yun Tingruo, without a trace of nostalgia.

The sound of horseshoes in his ears gradually dissipated, and Yun Tingruo curled his lips as he looked at the tall figure from his back.

But I got a little information.

That is when Di Minglie left Beijing.

In just a second, Yun Tingruo's eyes suddenly deepened, bursting out endless sparks.

The opportunity is here!

When I returned to Xiangfu, I didn't enter the courtyard gate and saw Wumo waiting at the gate.

I saw Yun Tingruo at a glance, and immediately greeted him: "Miss, the master is here."

When Wu Mo's words fell, Dong'er staggered, sir?

Can't help but look at the lady next to her, frowning slightly.

Since the death of the lady, the master has not been in charge of the lady, except for the New Year, he just meets in a hurry all year round.

Why think of Miss now.

"Who?" Yun Tingruo frowned, for a while he was very strange to these two words.

It's not that she pretends to be feminine, but the soul travels to this body, and she hasn't thought about her father, not even a second.

Wu Mo was taken aback, and looked at Yun Listening foolishly.

Isn’t he sick again, even his dad doesn’t even know?

"Miss, the master is your father."

There was a sigh in Donger's tone, poor lady.

Obviously, she is a noble concubine, but she can't even compare with a concubine.

Now I forgot my father again.

Under the world, no one is more pitiful than the young lady.

The father of this body, Yun Tingruo frowned. She never thought of meeting him.