Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 22: Warm and harmonious
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Meng Fuyao fell.
Ya Lanzhu kicked suddenly and fiercely. She, who was drunk and unresponsive for days, actually fell in such an ugly posture with her hands and feet.
Fortunately, no matter how confused she is, she still remembers the wounded eldest grandson Wuji, so don’t hit him.
She turned over in mid-air, and she had to go back with the dust-bearing diaphragm on her toes. She should sleep on the roof. She hasn’t figured out how to face the grandson Wuji.
Cheng Chen broke suddenly.
Meng Fuyao stepped on the empty space, startled, then turned over, changed hands to support the pillar of the house, a ball of white suddenly appeared on the pillar.
The black eyeballs of the ball stared straight to her nose, hatefully stared at her with big eyes, and suddenly “turned around 360 degrees”, I kicked! I kick, I kick, I kick!
“Pop!”
The sticky claws slammed directly on Meng Fuyao’s face, and viciously kicked the tortoise that was caught off guard.
“Bang–“
Meng Fuyao smashed into the bedding and flicked like a fish.
Feeling the softness under her body, she hurriedly touched it, afraid of hitting the grandson Wuji, suddenly someone laughed and said: “What are you touching?”
The voice was low and soft, like a ball of silk, winding around in the dark, tangling people’s hands and feet softly.
Meng Fuyao froze, retracted his paws, and sneered: “I lost some money, come down and look for it. I’m not here with you? Sorry, I’m really interrupting.”
She never looked at the grandson Wuji. She got up and was about to leave. She was suddenly pulled by someone, and then she weighed heavily. A faint scent mixed with medicinal fragrance covered her.
Meng Fuyao stared at him, and subconsciously pushed, but couldn’t push. Only then did he later realize that he was under pressure…
Suppressed!
The worst inharmonious situation of this century has occurred!
She, Meng Fuyao, was, pressed, now!
Meng Fuyao was about to push away someone with sudden wolfishness with a loud cry, but the person on his body said with a weak tone: “You push, it’s a big deal, I will hurt again.”
Meng Fuyao looks at the sky-Changsun Wuji is a conscience squeezer.
Well, don’t push you, so I don’t know how serious it is to touch your wound. Meng Fuyao grinned, and buzzed when he was pressed and said: “Well, valuables, handle with care.”
She tried to take care of the grandson Wuji, but the guy put her head on the side of her neck, reluctant to get down, and said in a low voice: “Isn’t it possible to borrow a place for me to rest?”
Why do you have to borrow my neck to put your head on the big bed? Borrow my chest and put your shoulders? I am a young girl who is still developing, and it hurts me to be crushed!
Meng Fuyao’s small flames rushed, thinking that no matter how badly this man was injured, it was only a wound of flesh and blood, why did he become so weak? Tricky tactics—resolutely not fooled!
Just when she decided not to take the person off her body, Changsun Wuji said softly: “My master’s martial arts exercises all muscles and blood. Everywhere is a weapon. Everywhere is Flowing infurience, but before reaching its peak, every place is empty, so it will not be easily injured. Once injured, trauma is equal to internal injury…”
He was tired of talking on the side of Meng Fuyao’s neck, and the breath of his exhalation flickered behind Meng Fuyao’s ears, and stirred up a stubborn itch. Meng Fuyao hid slightly, but he didn’t know it was because of the silk fluttering. The warmth from the bottom of my heart was the explanation of Changsun Wuji, which softened a little bit.
She was soft. She didn’t know that she was soft into spring water. The waves rippled like a cloud in the arms of Changsun Wuji. The breath of the two intertwined, and each other breathed slightly in the darkness.
For a long while, Meng Fuyao said helplessly in a low voice: “You can only sleep in your arms…Nothing else.”
With a faint chuckle, the person in the dark has a gaze, he moved slightly, and then Meng Fuyao felt wet on his cheeks, and the soft lips touched the skin, moist and lingering, steaming and steaming alone. His weird breath, with a refreshing medicinal fragrance, noble and cold fragrance, like the continuous rain of the fragrant flowers flying over the palace palace in autumn, a little bit of soft wetness, following her The sticky face that had been kicked by Master Yuanbao slowly moved down, delicate and gentle, and it was like a spring breeze.
There was a bang in Meng Fuyao’s head, and his face instantly burned–he was slowly licking the sugar juice on his face!
The gentle and rich breath invades little by little, leaving its own mark on the smooth and radiant skin. It is slightly sweet between tossing and turning, moving down all the way, but when it comes to the lip curve, it is rich and intoxicating. , Clear, long aftertaste, just like her taste…
Changsun Wuji stopped in the scent of wine, lingering for a long time, and then sighed for a long time: “It’s strange that the predecessors said that I would rather die in the wine country…”
Meng Fuyao blushed and went to push him. The grandson Wuji smiled and let go, but refused to let go, embraced her to sleep, and said: “Fuyao, until you completely accept me, I will not Move you.”
“Can you move?” Meng Fuyao became angry, “Do you know Guo Pingrong? That’s a role model!”
Changsun Wuji smiled, turned his head and bit her lips, and laughed in Meng Fuyao’s “Ah” exclamation: “Are you willing?”
Meng Fuyao snorted, turning her head, she gradually fell silent, and said quietly for a while: “I’m sorry…”
Changsun Wuji leaned on his elbow and looked at her: “Huh?”
Meng Fuyao glared at the shameless man and stopped talking.
Changsun Wuji laughed, stretched out her hand to straighten her messy hair, and said: “You are finally willing to say this.”
“But I still feel that what I said that day was not entirely wrong…” Meng Fuyao was angrily.
The two were relatively silent in the dark, each thinking about their own thoughts. At this moment, their mood has nothing to do with Fengyue, but they think about things that are more long-term than Fengyue for a while.
For a long time, Changsun Wuji suddenly asked: “Who are you thinking about?”
Meng Fuyao was silent for a long time, and finally replied: “Mom.”
“Where is she?”
Meng Fuyao was silent longer this time, before he said, “It’s far away.”
Zhang Sun Wuji watched her eyes full of sadness, and the water flowed out, and there was a little pain in her eyes. After a long time, he slowly said: “Fuyao, can’t I help you?”
Meng Fuyao answered with silence.
Help? How to help? That’s cruel.
She wants to go against the sky, do you want him to also lose the happiness of this life?
In any case, I always hope that you will do well… to be the noble emperor of the Wuzhou Continent, to rule the world in the most suitable position for you, and to be a very good, very, very good… Emperor.
Meng Fuyao squinted, trying hard to imagine the grandson Wuji in the dragon robe crown, and wondering what kind of queen should be next to him, but no matter how you think about it, she feels that the woman’s face is blurred and no one can fit in.
She smiled slowly, self-consciously.
“Go to sleep, you haven’t rested for a few days.” Changsun Wuji patted her with a gentle voice, “Don’t suffer from yourself, your suffering is equal to suffering from me, we add up to double the suffering, you count , Worth it?”
Meng Fuyao couldn’t help but smile, and the grandson Wuji leaned over, kissed her forehead, and said: “You little fool, it’s useless to persuade you, let’s…Let’s see.”
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Meng Fuyao is back in human form again.
She smashed the wine jar and put on a new robe, and Xiongciao went to work in a huff.
Lord Ya Lanzhu and Yuan Bao, who squatted aside, looked at her back and looked at each other. They read this sentence in each other’s eyes:
“Short kick!”
Meng Fuyao was riding a horse on the street. At this time, Pan was still calm and stern, but under that calmness, he could not avoid the undercurrent of turmoil, especially in the aristocratic gathering place in the east of the city, the uneasy atmosphere. It is more obvious that some people are trying to flee, some are hoarding rice and grains quietly. This peaceful country for many years, the largest country in the world, finally began to panic because of the imminent arrival of one person.
Meng Fu shook her head and looked at the long-lasting haze on the horizon. I don’t know why, but her heart is also a little disturbed, as if far away, some things that she can’t control and predict are slow. The change is happening, the change is invisible and intangible, but like a cluster of dark clouds before the rainstorm, that is so slow and slow, but never changes its direction, moving towards him.
However, no matter what she thought, she couldn’t think of anything wrong. After a long time, she had no choice but to raise her whip and move on.
Pandu has entered the preparatory period, the imperial camp and the imperial imperial guards are all assembled on standby. The blue dragon army in the northern field has crossed Yishui, stepping on the scattered armor of the defeated court army, and the blue dragon army is fierce , Like a wolf from the desert, the army of the gods, which has not been fighting for many years, was beaten up and down, but the army was strictly disciplined, and the people did not kill the prisoners. Those who actively offered the city had preferential treatment. Therefore, this road has less resistance and travels at a high speed. One day and night, I was approaching Pandu city.
For this reason, the Tiansha imperial court began a multi-day court discussion. The argument was to pull the capital from the capital to block Danshui City, which is 60 miles away from Pandu, and use the three-way army to divide the forces to suppress the northern frontier and prevent the enemy from approaching Pandu. , Or concentrated their forces on the spot to start a defensive battle in Pandu. The two factions were fighting with blushing necks and fists and sleeves. They were arguing again today. Zhan Nancheng sat on the throne, watching the argument wearily. His complexion has been extremely bad recently. Everyone thought it was King Heng’s adversity that had hurt his spirit. Only Meng Fuyao sneered at him and kept wondering what the root of his illness was.
The controversy in the court is all the first-grade members who have the right to decide national affairs. Meng Fuyao is not qualified to speak at the third-grade. She stood idle in the class picking her nails, and suddenly heard Zhan Nancheng call her:
“What is your opinion on this?”
Everyone shut their mouths and looked over, half curious and half contemptuous in their eyes.
What can this silly boy understand?
“Huh?” Meng Fuyao hurriedly put down his paws, stood up from work, and said respectfully: “Your Majesty, whether in Danshui or Pandu, must be a great victory, invincible, and the rebels will flee…”
“Hey!” Everyone turned their heads together—shameless!
Zhan Nancheng rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, and said: “Commander Meng, whatever you want to say, just say it.”
“The parents who gave birth to me, and your Majesty who knows me.” Meng Fuyao grinned, “Then the minister said?”
Zhan Nancheng smiled bitterly and nodded.
Meng Fuyao suddenly turned around, rounding his arms, it was a big circle: “You fools!”
The expressions of the ministers are all green–this kid swears when he opens his mouth!
At the moment, Xi Rui, one of the three major ministers of Zhongshu, said angrily: “Meng Fuyao, above the court, is the place where you run wild?”
Meng Fuyao jumped on Dan Chi, pointed his nose and said: “Old man Xi, your Majesty allows me to speak freely, but you scold me for not allowing me to speak? Are you fighting the decree? What do you want to resist at this time? Could it be you? Are you defiant? You will be defiant for Mao? Do you want to fight the Northern Rogue?…”
The old man Xi stroking his chest, coughing, and faltering. He was defeated before a round.
Zhan Nancheng frowned, and Meng Fuyao turned around again and said loudly: “Your Majesty, neither of these two strategies are advisable!”
The palace was full, and Xie Yu, the president of the Imperial Camp, sneered and said: “What’s the opinion of Commander Meng?”
“My opinion is:” Meng Fuyao didn’t blush, “Fighting for sixty miles to Danshui is tantamount to abandoning Pandu in a dangerous situation. Once the enemy divides its troops and detours, Pandu is in danger, not to mention Pandu is the number one in the world. A city with strong walls and cannons, easy to defend and difficult to attack. If you want to defend the city, run to Danshui if you don’t defend in Pandu? It’s absurd!
Zhan Nancheng nodded, and Xi Rui, who was holding Danshui to face the battle, flushed, and said angrily: “Aren’t you talking about Shoupandu? What’s new!”
“You must watch how to defend!” Meng Fuyao waved his fist at him, “Have you ever carefully analyzed the composition of the North Wild Rebellion? His main force is his desert cavalry, yes, but there are two coalition forces. They were the two prefects of Jin Yanming Lun who followed him in the earliest period. These two rebels are loyal to the rebels and are the right-hand man of the North Field. Do you not know?”
“So what if you know?” Someone murmured, “Anyway, the Blue Dragon Army is still the main force, that combat power…”
“Bah, something that grows the ambition of others and destroys one’s prestige!” Meng Fuyao spit, “If you can’t be the enemy, why can’t you outsmart it?”
“Do you know how to be smart again?” Someone sneered.
“To take a general, he must first take his military heart. Jin Yanming Lun, the two prefectures, are the leaders of the border officials. According to the usual practice, the family members are all in Beijing…” Meng Fuyao smiled, “Take the city and kill it!” /
Everyone is silent…this kid, sinister!
There are also some questions: “If the two governorates overwhelmingly extinguish their relatives… Oh no, regardless of whether their family members live or die? Besides, they are also auxiliary troops, even if they withdraw, they cannot shake the overall situation…”
“Hey, what’s the matter of the two governorships?” Meng Fuyao opened his eyes wide. “What I want to force is to fight Beiye. It’s not that the Canglong Army is born in the northern land. It is brave and loyal at the same time. Is it true? Now the family of the two prefectures who are gracious in the battle against Beiye are **** to the city. What choice does Beiye make? If he retreats, he will fall short. If he does not retreat, even if the two governors will not have any grudges in the future, no wonder He continues to follow him, but how can he have the face to command thousands of soldiers? How can he have the face to face the brothers who shed blood and tears for him and then broke the family? How can the **** men under his command be willing to work for such a cold master? “
Everyone took a breath and was silent. They are really unscrupulous and wicked people, exterminating family members!
Heaven’s folks are simple and honest, and he advocates bright and magnanimous real men. Although soldiers are not tired of deceit, this kind of strategy of binding the innocent and weak and attacking people’s hearts has always been shameless. With this plan, history will be like a sword in the future, and it is inevitable that you will have to bear the infamy of the ages. Besides being a courtier, who is the emperor and not the emperor? So there are people who are savvy in calculating this idea, but they didn’t speak.
I don’t want to be in the court today, this two hundred and five ruler Chi Guoguo said it.
Xie Yu sneered and said: “Are you a fool when Jin Yanming Lun is the governor of the two prefectures? I don’t know how to bring the family out first?”
Meng Fuyao squinted at him: “Listening to the commander’s tone, you have been to the home of the two governors? No one has been seen? Since you have this plan, why didn’t you talk to your majesty first?”
Xie Yu’s face turned pale, and Zhan Nancheng’s eyes flashed on the throne.
Meng Fuyao laughed again and said, “Actually, it doesn’t matter if the family members of the two governors are in Beijing. I just tied a few women and children to the city, saying that they are the family members of the two governors. I don’t admit it, I made the woman cry for her husband, the child called daddy, and the old mother called her lover. I did a very good job of acting-the governor’s conquering for thousands of miles, will you not bring your true family with you? Whether the governor’s family is there or not, the soldiers may not be Are all clear? People generally believe more in what they see with their eyes. In the eyes of thousands of soldiers, the castle tower is crying so earnestly, how can it not be the governor’s family? The governor does not recognize it. , In that case, the governor did not recognize righteousness, and the war Beiye did not recognize what it was? Haha, you said, let Zhan Beiye still be in a dilemma against the fake family and be forced to give up, wouldn’t it make him vomit blood?”
She danced with joy and joy: “Aren’t you happy!”
“…”
There was silence in the hall, everyone looked at each other and quickly reached a consensus-don’t offend this kid in the future!
Excellent at attacking the mind, grasping the hearts of people, and extremely shameless!
Meng Fuyao squinted brazenly: “This is more effective than tying Beiye’s own mother to the top of the city. He can ignore his own mother for the overall situation, but he can’t ignore other people’s mothers… Haha, besides, the two governors The family members are in my hands.”
“In your hands?” Zhan Nancheng’s eyes turned immediately.
“Your Majesty.” Meng Fuyao bowed solemnly, “Since the rebellion of the war and the Jinyan Mansion’s offer to the city, the ministers have felt that there must be collusion, so I stepped up the defense in advance. My brother from Feihuying, The family members of the two prefectures have long been intercepted and kept in my house. The ministers must give Zhan Beiye a lesson under Pandu, so that the officials who are still waiting and watching can understand who is the real master!”
“Okay!” Zhan Nancheng rejoiced in color: “Aiqing is really loyal to the country!”
“The king of food divides the worries of the king.” Meng Fuyao swears to the sky, “Weichen is willing to be the **** of the horse, and behead the battle for your majesty!”
“You are a talent, how can you be a pawn?” Zhan Nancheng smiled happily, his blue and white face was slightly red, “Delivery!”
“The former president of the Imperial Camp Xie Yu was transferred to the post of Minister of War, and the president of the Imperial Camp led the post,” Zhan Nancheng paused, smiling at Meng Fuyao.
The whole hall was silent, Meng Fuyao looked up purely.
“The former deputy commander of the Imperial Camp and the leader of the Flying Fox Camp Meng Fuyao will take over!”
“Weichen thank you!”
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“I have seen shameless people, I have never seen such shameless people.” Ya Lanzhu pointed at the dinner table with chopsticks, “I actually used a mouth to deceive the President of the Imperial Camp at the last minute. Huang Yinglie, the largest armed force in the capital at present, the third battalion has nearly 100,000 soldiers, and there is no vacancy. Wow, you sent it!”
Meng Chef Meng wore an apron, braving the steaming gas, and served the last dish like a dead dog. Since the grandson Wou-ki was recovering from her wounds, she began to cook by herself. Our general Meng has a special talent. The temperament of piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy are not good, and the cooking and sewing of life are still improvised, so that now the chefs in Mengfu are cooking, the aristocratic class all refuse to eat, and she is stubborn.
Yun Hen also asked her: “Fuyao, you don’t look like a capable person. How come you cook so well? Especially the most common vegetables can make a good taste.”
Meng Fuyao thought sadly, if you also have a crooked woman with empty pockets, wandering around the vegetable market with a thin salary every day, trying to make a difference between medical expenses and food expenses. Basically reasonable balance, and it is difficult to achieve the taste adjustment in addition to the patient’s medicine and nutrition expenses… You can also use green vegetables to make eighteen green vegetables.
She sat down sadly at the dinner table, holding up her chopsticks and preparing to eat, only to find that she was just taking off an apron, and the dishes on the table had changed positions—my sweet and sour pork ribs, mine Spicy beef, stewed three shreds of my Kaiyang cabbage, because Mao has left the barracks of my army general and turned to the enemy?
The “enemy army” is in the main position, pulling the bones on the left, holding the ox on the right, Kaiyang cabbage, three silk rolls on the whole table, handsome guys pour wine, and handsome men pick vegetables.
The poisonous tongue man personally helped Queen Ya, who was sitting among the beauties with a smile, pick the dishes, and her attitude was hundreds of times better than that of Meng Fuyao. Someone’s eyes were red.
Yunhen put all the good dishes in front of Yalanzhu, and put them on the shelf. The dishes were piled up three stories high. The dishes on the table showed an extreme imbalance of meat and vegetables. Thanks to Yunhen’s superb skills, The structure was like a roller coaster and it didn’t collapse, so someone made a creaking sound.
Someone turned his last hopeful gaze on her faithful prince, who raised his eyes and smiled at her, and then… he poured wine for Arranzhu himself.
Meng Fuyao collapsed.
A group of pigs who see color, forget friends, see profit, forget justice, see food, and forget the cook!
Eccentricity cannot be such a partial method!
Meng Fuyao furiously put the chopsticks aside, cursing: “I go to work every day and night to cook dinner in the middle of the night and have to change the dressing for massage…” She suddenly blocked her mouth with chopsticks, uh, leaked her mouth. Up.
Changsun Wuji leaned back on the chair, raised his long eyelashes and glanced at her, his eyes were very happy.
Very good, I have to say this often.
Meng Fuyao was not reconciled, changed the words and continued to scold: “I cook every day, you idlers want me to wash dishes…wash vegetables…wash…”
“Today is Princess Ya’s birthday.”
On the other side, the poisonous tongue man smashed Meng Fuyao to death with a faint word.
Meng Fuyao opened his mouth and was dumbfounded. Before he had time to speak there, Shou Xing Duke had already held his heart in his hands, brightly and sadly said: “I’m so stupid, really, I just thought that everyone would be very happy for my birthday, but I don’t know if Some people will be unhappy…”
Meng Fu twitched the corners of his mouth and raised his sleeves to cover his face-I’m so stupid, really, I have to know that people who play tricks are always playing tricks. The consequence of the birth of a peerless cow article is to lift a rock and hit himself in the foot. .
When the sleeves were down, she had changed her face with a flattering smile, stood up, and personally replaced the last plate of Kung Pao chicken in front of her in front of Ya Lan Zhu: “Oh, Zhu Zhu, don’t you say it early on your birthday. Don’t you tell me how do I know your birthday? You see, as soon as I know your birthday, I’m so excited…” She squeezed away the cloud marks and sat down beside Yalanzhu affectionately: “Zhuzhu, think What kind of birthday gift do you want? What kind of birthday gift did you receive before? Let’s have a special one!”
“Before…” Ya Lanzhu tilted her head and blinked her big eyes. “At this time last year, I just arrived in Taiyuan. That night, a family member was doing a happy event not far from the inn. Sitting on the eaves, taking a pot of wine, letting a cannon to toast oneself, and letting a cannon to toast oneself a cup, oh so lively…”
The room fell silent, Meng Fuyao’s hand froze on Ya Lanzhu’s shoulder.
“At this time the year before last, I was helping the wind. I was going back and locked up. In order to comfort me, my father and queen gave me a birthday banquet. I asked for as many people as possible. The bigger the show, the better. I slipped again. I slipped too quickly and even lost my burden. In the second half of the night, I was so hungry that I exchanged half a stiff cake with a broken golden hairpin at an old farmhouse. I held the cake while holding the fireworks in the imperial city. The lights slowly gnawed, thinking that the royal banquet of the roasted pig and fattened beef is similar to this half of the cake. I smell the taste, and I have eaten it…”
“…”
“The year before last, it was in Tiansha, lost in the Goya Desert, a group of desert wind robbed me and I killed me, but I also punctured the water bag before they died. The moon was so big that night , It was as big as an ice bowl in the palace. I looked at the moon. I want to be an ice bowl. I have to eat so hard that I can’t eat any more. I regret it… Later I thought, I can’t die in Ge Ya, this method of death is too ugly, someone can’t recognize me, I will drink the blood of those wind thief corpses, hehe…”
“…Stop talking…”
Meng Fuyao stood up while supporting the wall. In silence, she didn’t look at Ya Lanzhu, and smiled reluctantly, and said: “I’ll add some dishes, Zhuzhu’s birthday, these dishes are too simple and slow.” /
Ya Lanzhu looked at her back, and suddenly smiled, tapping on the chopsticks and said crisply: “Meng Fuyao, I said these are not to ask you to sympathize, I just tell you that things in love are always The harder you are, the more you persevere, the harder you are, even loneliness, wandering, and danger, but what does that matter? As long as you dare, no matter how bitter you are, you can be contented, and the most feared thing is that you don’t even dare. Dare.”
She slowly picked up a chopstick and ate it, and put a chopstick to each of the beauties around her, and smiled: “Don’t pretend to be indifferent but actually caring. Seriously, I’m quite satisfied. , This birthday this year is really an unexpected joy, I suddenly feel that I have everything. It is important to have love, but some feelings are not inferior to this, right? Those palace birthdays before the age of twelve, twelve The birthdays that I had in the wandering years after my age did not add up to make me happy today… Meng Fuyao, you get me back, what more dishes do you want to support me.”
The eldest son Wuji suddenly smiled and said: “Princess Ya, why didn’t you be the one who married me in the first place? Otherwise, I will be free now.”
Ya Lanzhu glanced at him and smiled: “Send someone something to you: The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard.”
Changsun Wuji smiled, and she toasted and went around the field again, “I am not partial. This sentence is for everyone: The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard.”
His Royal Highness’s face turned black, and he ate food helplessly.
Meng Fuyao took a breath and turned her back to Yalan Zhu. She looked at the round moon outside the window, thinking of the fifteen-year-old who was celebrating her birthday by drinking the blood of a corpse under the burning moon in the Gobi. The little girl raised her hand slightly for a long time, and flicked a drop of water on her eyelash.
Then she grabbed Master Yuan Bao who looked at the moon as sad as her, and smiled: “Just add the last dish.”
Ya Lanzhu chewed on her hoof and whimpered: “Don’t be meat…”
Meng Fu shook up mysteriously for a while, holding a gold plate in his hand, covered with a silver cover, and said: “Dish!”
Ya Lanzhu raised her eyebrows, “What are you doing…” she reached out to lift the lid, and then spouted her mouthful of wine with a “poof”.
In the center of the plate, there is Master Yuan Bao with a bright red bow sitting.
“Present my birthday gift… the pure and loyal virgin Lord Yuan Bao… the virgin dance.” Meng Fuyao stretched out his hand solemnly, Master Yuan Bao stood up slowly, straightened the bow, and gracefully treated Ya Lanzhu. With a back hand salute, his paw stretched forward.
Ya Lanzhu twitched her mouth and looked at the invitation of the waltz – she naturally learned this dance after being by Meng Fuyao for so long, but…dancing with Master Yuan Bao?
Master Yuanbao waited solemnly. It decided to dedicate its first dance to Zhuzhu, and the master stood aside.
Ya Lanzhu looked at Master Yuan Bao who was waiting solemnly, at Meng Fuyao, who was smiling and holding her arms leaning on the side, and at the beauties who were smiling and trying to hold her to death, her eyes brightened, like There are countless pearls rolling in it, rolling around like that, but never falling.
For a long time, the corners of her mouth were slightly cocked, and suddenly she slowly stretched out her fingers and hooked Master Yuan Bao’s paw.
She said: “Yuanbao, don’t step on my hand.”
A room is silent, the moonlight wanders, and a huge round light spot is illuminated on the table. The snow-white hair ball in the light spot is holding the slender fingers, jumping intoxicated by its silent waltz, and the fingers cooperate with it. Move, make a stumbling and swaying posture…not making fun, not sloppy, not funny, just as serious and pious as that little furball.
All precious hearts are worthy of pious treatment.
At the end of the song, Gentleman Yuanbao sent the finger back ceremoniously, bowing again in the moonlight.
Ya Lanzhu smiled, and said: “This silly ingot, you still do a full set of etiquette, this time you are at a loss, your first dance is mine…” She suddenly couldn’t go on. He covered his eyes.
For a long while, a crystal pearl rolled down between her fingers.
Master Yuan Bao crawled up her arm, rubbing slowly with the bow, and slowly “squeak…”
Meng Fuyao suddenly strode out.
She went straight to the door, made a gesture, and then walked forward into the garden without turning her head back. Then she took the wax pellets from the person in black who was in charge of transmitting the message and said: “Go ahead.”
She slowly unrolled the wax pill, glanced at the dragon and phoenix dancing on the paper, with inexplicable complex emotions flashing under her eyes, and then slowly crushed the paper.
Then she went back and leaned against the window and smiled inside. Ya Lanzhu had recovered her calm, and she smiled and asked her: “Is there another news from the War North Field? He is coming tomorrow, right?”
“Well,” Meng Fuyao smiled at her brightly, “He asked me to congratulate you on your seventeenth birthday, every year you have today, and every year you have the present.”
“I really want to have this good day every day, I can’t bear it.” Ya Lanzhu smiled and looked at her with open eyes, “Thank you.”
Meng Fuyao froze, and then smiled, and said, “You are so polite.” She walked away from the window and said: “I’ll wash my hands, you guys.”
She did not wash her hands, but sat silently in the garden. The light in the distance shot on a pool of clear water, and the sparkling light changed into a brilliant silver color. The water lilies in the pool were a little haggard, on the curved bridge of Baishi. Resting silently, the wind swept across the water, bringing a refreshing breath mixed with the scent of chrysanthemum, a small daisy was leaning over her finger, full and delicate, like a pearl ring.
Someone sat down next to him, and the chrysanthemum bushes slumped slightly, seeming to be surprised by the light, but the person just smiled gently, comparing the small yellow daisy between her white fingers, saying : “What a beautiful color.”
Meng Fuyao didn’t turn his head, and murmured: “She said thank you, who do you say she is thanking?”
Changsun Wuji smiled, and said for a while: “Princess Ya is a very smart person.”
Meng Fuyao sighed and said: “Maybe I’m self-defeating again.”
“No,” Changsun Wuji turned his head, his deep-sea gaze cast into her bright eyes, “Because she is a smart person, she understands your mind better.”
Meng Fuyao sighed, leaned back, covered her eyes with her hand, and said, “I often think I am a sinner…” She suddenly stopped, sniffed suspiciously, and said, “What smell?”
Changsun Wuji smiled and said: “Change a trick to show you.”
Meng Fu shook his head, and there was a black line immediately–His Royal Highness was taking out…a dish from his super wide sleeve.
Stewed meatballs.
Meng Fuyao twitched the corners of her mouth–no wonder she felt that something was wrong on the table. Others might not care about it. She, the cook, knew how many dishes she cooked, and didn’t want to be smuggled by this glutton.
“Do you want to eat and I will cook it for you, do you need to steal it? Stealing food from the table of the prince of a country, you are not ashamed of it…”
The grandson Wuji ignored her, staring at the plate of meatballs that were already not good in color and fragrance, and muttered: “I think the meatballs should be the most delicious dish. ……”
Meng Fuyao suddenly stopped her chattering.
Because he didn’t eat anything at the table, he kept it for himself because he was afraid of being hungry?
The noble and elegant Prince stealing food from the table…I can’t imagine that scene.
Ah…It’s a pity that His Royal Highness’s vision of stealing vegetables is really not flattering-the **** will stick together when they are cold, and there is no way to talk.
Meng Fuyao wanted to smile, but she grinned but couldn’t make it out. She bent down, hugged her head and stayed quiet for a while, then took the ball and stuffed it with her hand.
Changsun Wou-ki took the dish over, “It’s cold, don’t eat it, take care of your stomach.” He pulled her up again, “Don’t be lazy, go make supper.”
Meng Fuyao stayed still, “I am not hungry.”
“But I’m hungry.” Someone pulled her unceremoniously, “I’m still recovering from my injury, you have to ensure my nutrition.”
Meng Fuyao rolled his eyes. His Royal Highness’s wound is really hard to heal. “I’m going to make supper, you have to set a fire for me.”
“Success.”
……
A quarter of an hour later.
There is a scene of joyful cooking in the kitchen-the pretty chef wearing a turban is busy in front of the pot, magically flying out snow-white wontons in her palms, her hands are whiter than wontons, her gestures are lighter Ruo Wu; behind the stove, the man with wide-clothes and big sleeves sat leaning against the wall, and leisurely put the firewood into the stove, the fire was bright and warm, reflecting his majestic eyebrows, his face was like jade and radiant. Although I am in a dirty place on the stovetop, I don’t change my posture. I occasionally raise my eyes to look at the busy woman with a smile. My eyes are soft and there is a warm atmosphere in the air…
In half an hour.
The chef’s willow eyebrows are erect, holding the wonton wrapper and angrily on her hips.
The smoke billowed in the kitchen as if someone set a fire or burned the body after a murder.
After the firewood piled under the stove, rustled, only black eyebrows and dark eyes were drilled. While coughing, he brushed the luxuriously clothed lavender brocade robe. The robe was also darkened and the original color could not be seen. This person is noble He is obsessed with a stick of firewood, and frowns with an elegant temperament to study that he can control the real fire in his body. Why can’t the fire in the world control the small fire?
Meng Fuyao looked sadly at the sky.
Look at this person with poor living ability. If someone plays a civet cat in exchange for a prince or something, how should the living among the people live?
Looking and looking and feeling happy–His Royal Highness finally found out something he couldn’t do by me. I thought he could do everything from exterminating the country to embroidering.
His Royal Highness looked at her expression and knew what she was thinking. He went to pull her and said, “The side of the pot is hot, be careful of the heat, I will cook wontons, you go to the fire.”
Meng Fuyao glanced at him contemptuously, and there are people like this, who must play tricks with affectionate money.
A long while.
“Changsun Wuji, are you cooking wontons or congee… Ah, where’s my wontons? The skins are all gone…”
……
An hour later, Meng Fuyao, who had eaten rotten wontons, just climbed into bed, and mumbled to Master Yuan Bao as he crawled, “I am a hard-working man who is about to go to the battlefield to harm people. I work hard and I have to wash in the middle of the night. The kitchen is cleaned up late at night. Whom I owe me…”
Master Yuanbao replied: “Xianzhi (you asked for it)”.
The guy who was struggling for his own life really suffered. Just lying down, he heard a loud rumbling in the distance, the ground was trembling slightly, the golden hooks on the bed were swaying, clinking and clinking, and then a huge sound Meng Fuyao got up with the sound of the beating, and saw the fire at the west gate of the city.
“The Canglong Army is attacking the city–“
Meng Fuyao quickly grabbed it out, ran up to the tall building and looked up at the deep red sky, muttering: “This guy is dead, come so fast!”
Huo Ran made a sharp sound, and a screaming screaming straight up the sky where the fire light rose, the force of penetration was extremely fierce, like a fiery sword instantly tore the curtain of night, and the sky was torn in half. Then the huge arrow exploded in mid-air, and Hora exploded a flag, with a blue dragon flying in the fierce electric stratosphere, and its teeth and claws were snapped in the air. The crimson flag was torn in mid-air by the airflow. The dragon is like a fierce pounce on the cloud, with a powerful momentum!
The whole city rushed, shocked by the momentum of the first and menacing Canglong Army, countless people rushed out on the long street, thousands of people raised their heads and stared blankly.
Only Meng Fuyao was on a high place with extraordinary eyesight. He clearly saw the banner that appeared dazzlingly and disappeared in the darkness of the clouds, and saw a few huge words dripping with ink on the banner.
“I’ll come too!”
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Happy Chinese Valentine’s Day, dears!