Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 2: Who teaches whom?

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At this time, it was too late to pull his hand. Meng Fu curled his fingers, grabbed the mattress hard and pulled it, and a big leaning body grabbed the mattress and rolled to the ground.

Hugging the mat in front of him, rubbing his cheek with a happy face, Meng Fu shook his leg on the carriage wall, turned over and hugged his chest and continued to “sleep loudly”.

It vaguely felt Zong Yue squat down and took the mattress away from her. When he pumped the mattress, his hand suddenly stopped, as if he had seen something, then there was a moment of silence.

Meng Fuyao closed his eyes, but his thoughts were spinning fast–what is he looking at? Oops, it’s not good. The belt is still in his arms. The movement was too big. Did he see it when he pulled off the mattress?

Also, what is the thin strip under the car plate just now? The hateful Zong Yue, come back so fast!

While Zong Yue turned around, he glanced at the corner of his eyes, but didn’t see much. Meng Fuyao relaxed, his drunkenness rose, and his sleepiness surged. After a while, he actually fell asleep.

It’s a good night’s sleep. When I opened my eyes, the sky was already bright. Dawn came in through the window paper of Xia Yingsha, and hit the face of Zong Yue, who was sitting on the opposite side. The skin is transparent, like a jade.

He is dressed in white and sits on a pure white fox fur, like piled snow in a jade pond and floating clouds in the moon, clean and pure like unpicked snow lotus in the mountains, with the ultimate cleanliness and light.

Yuan Zhaoxuan is noble and elegant, with boundless elegance, bright and fierce in the northern field, with a cloud of bearing, cloud marks like a jade tree, and a faint pupil like a spark. They are all rare good men in the world. Meng Fuyao thought he was lucky and the most beautiful type I’ve seen it all, and I won’t be amazed for anyone in this life, but Zong Yue in the morning light today, the flawlessness and crystal clear from the muscles and bones, still can’t help but marvel.

After sighing and appreciating, Meng Fu shook his head, climbed out of the car lightly, and suddenly someone behind him said, “Where to go?”

“Brother Zong, there are still important matters in the next stage, so it is inconvenient to go with you.” Meng Fuyao turned around and said solemnly, “Last night, thank you very much, thank you very much, then leave.”

Zong Yue raised his eyes to look at her, and suddenly smiled slowly.

“Since I know it’s a generous gift, how can I just thank you and leave?”

“Huh?”

“Dendrobium spring is very precious.” Zong Yue said suddenly, “Most people in the world don’t know that this wine has medicinal properties. It is sealed with snow lotus, blood head and jade cicada, and the winter moon is buried in the ground for three months. Drinking can cure meridian stasis.”

“So what?” Meng Fu raised his eyebrows to look at him, feeling vaguely wrong.

“The pot of wine we drank last night was given to me by the King Zhongzhou Dewang. He got into trouble during his practice, and the blood stasis was not healed. He found me in desperation, and now I just found it for him. Those three things are going to be brought back to Zhongzhou to make wine for him.” He stretched out his slender fingers and pointed to the empty pot on the table. “But, just yesterday, I met a looter who blocked the road. In desperation, this rare world was used to save lives. The famous wine was robbed.”

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Meng Fuyao gritted his teeth and stared at Zong Yue–which fool thought he was “clean”, “clean”, “glossy”, and “flawless” just now?

Zong Yue looked still, calm and calm.

Meng Fuyao thought for a while and suddenly smiled.

“The pot was empty, but I didn’t see any spring, let alone the robbers—I was the vagrant you took in last night. Have you ever seen the robbers who were invited into the carriage to travel with you? “

She finished speaking crisply, clapped her hands, and turned to get out of the car, “As for why your wine is gone… go ask your stomach.” Haha smiled, Meng Fuyao went to lift the curtain.

“The king of Germany has a violent temperament, and he will repay him.” Behind him, Zong Yue’s voice, not in a hurry, came.

“So what?”

“If he knows that his life-saving wine has been drunk, he will be furious, um…I heard that his Red Wind Team is good at tracking and assassinating…”

Meng Fuyao’s hand that lifted the curtain was in the air. After a long while, he flicked the curtain, turned around and said loudly, “You play so many tricks, don’t you just want to leave my grandmother with me? It’s done.”

She strode back, took a seat, and opened the dark drawer of the small table with her hand. From the drawer, she turned out fish, ham, dried bamboo shoots, and hibiscus crisps, all piled up in front of her, without being polite He took out the jade cup and silver chopsticks, ate it like flying chopsticks, and said while eating, “Leave me, and you must be able to support me. From now on, I will ask for no less than this meal, and this jade cup. Silver chopsticks, I don’t hate you for using them, so they will be rationed to me, as well as clothes. Your silver mink is good, but I don’t like the fleshy white. You can get a black one. Okay, for now. .”

Zong Yue played with the pot of comfrey, and said lightly, “Okay, but you can’t eat and do nothing? See you are so fat that you still have a human shape?”

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Meng Fuyao gaped–Am I fat? Am I fat? My figure is punctual and curvy, it should be convex or concave, and never convex. How do you have eyes?

This person feels clean and crystal clear and snowy, how can I say so vicious? A whole venomous man, doesn’t he feel sorry for his pure white clothes?

Meng Fuyao was stunned for a while, turning his grief and anger into appetite, and sneered after a few dishes were done, “I am fat to death and have nothing to do with you.”

“Relevant.” Zong Yue still looked calm, “My little boy, can’t be too ugly, not too fat, not too stupid, not too beautiful.”

“Your little servant? Who?” Meng Fu squinted his eyes.

Zong Yue didn’t answer her words. He looked her up and down first, nodded unsatisfactorily, and said, “Fortunately, you are not beautiful, you are not smart but not stupid, as for the fat… you can reduce it. .”

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Meng Fuyao clucked his teeth for a while, then suddenly laughed, nodded, and said, “Fortunately, you are not pretty, you are not smart, and you are a little fat. You are obviously a wretched and poisonous man, but you want to put yourself on Yushu Linfeng. Dress up, thinking that you are Ximen Chuuxue, and have a bad personality, full of lies, bullying and framing…Although you have a lot of problems, I believe that it can be changed.”

She laughed horribly, and slowly said, “I will spend a bit of thought, I will train you.”

“That’s good.” Zong Yue was actually not angry, nodded, and said:

“Then it’s up to whoever tunes whom.”

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Soon you will see classmate Yuan, Ji Jong ING…