Legend of Fu Yao

"I asked for the lucky money." The long table spread a pair of white hands, clutching a special red envelope, this bag is very large, three feet.

Next to the white hand, there was a white ball next to it, and immediately a sample of a fat pocket was opened. The pocket was very wide, ten inches long and wide.

One person and one rat squinted, staring at the opposite gold master.

The gold master rested leisurely on the back of the chair, and replied with a finger on the table. He first squinted at a ball and said: "Ingot, I finally fully understood the meaning of the black person from you."

The fallen ingots are ashamed to go to the corner to draw a circle.

In the powerful dictionary of Meng Dawang, there has never been a word like "no war, no retreat" and "self-defeating". The red envelope is still hand-in-hand, with a wretched smile: "The requirements are not high, only a thousand or two silver face value. The silver ticket will be full of this package, and I believe that the distinguished Prince Edward will not refuse my small request."

His Royal Highness smiled and raised her long eyelashes and gave her a look. "Reassure, now all the people in the world are afraid to treat you with King Meng."

"Oh?" Meng Fu swayed.

"Worried about your rabbit running around."

Meng Fu shook his grin and said: "This sentence is really effective from Ji Yu's mouth in the ice... Hey, why is the person who led me to Wang Jun? He is not wanting him?"

"Maybe." The imperial court of the Prince said: "You have to know that there are cases in the courts of various countries. The situation of Ji Yu cannot be official."

Meng Fu shook his smile and glanced at him. He said: "Shameless, shameless."

The long-term grandfather is modest and modest: "Award the prize."

Meng Fu shakes helplessness, a certain prince is as thick as the wall of the city, like black ink, expecting his conscience to find that it is better to hope that the battle of Beiye is naked in the public, and has to transfer the topic: "Hey, let's go to the women's host? You can also Didn't say which woman is the prostitute."

"I don't know." Chang Sun Wuji said: "There is no name for the woman, and I don't know which one is playing."

"Isn't the phoenix spinning dead?" Meng Fu swayed, "Why didn't you die?"

"There are many examples of the emperor's imperial concubine, Wuzhou mainland. In the past, Taiyuan had had too many sons, and the old emperor had to avoid the position. Now, not only do his sons have more daughters, but also more troubles. "The grandson smiled and said: "But as far as I can see, things are not that simple."

"How many babies? I have only seen three."

"Eight men and nine women, more earlier, but the **** are dead."

"I can really be born..." Meng Fu sighed, "The pigs are like a nest."

The long-term grandson gave her a look, her eyes looked like a smile, and she said, "Because you are troubled by wherever you go, I will give you a brief description of the group of piglets."

"No need," Meng Fu shook the table and squinted. "Is there anyone who is oppressed and bullied? Do I need to join the old man to help the Emperor? Ah... Cloud Mark Cloud Brothers, it seems that there is a distance from the throne. ?"

"It’s hard to say this in the world." Chang Sun Wu smiled. "You can't see you at the sight of your Meng Dawang Xiongzi Yingfa Yushu, and crying and making you want to be an emperor is also possible."

"This is reasonable." Meng Fu suddenly realized, waved his hand, "Speak and listen."

"The two sons and two women of the Queen are the most competitive, and then the two women and one son of Ronggui, the long princess and the eldest son are in her name, the Ninglang family is strong, and her three emperors also have a good position. It is said that people are also full of civil and military talents, and they are very fond of phoenix. As for other children and even children born to the palace, there are many outstanding talents, but after all, because the status of the mother is confined, just pay attention."

"Is not right..." Meng Fu shook his head and looked at the information of the imperial concubines in his hand. He said: "The emperors are very old, how is the queen's children the youngest? After the empress, the Zhuji has nowhere else. This is unreasonable. According to the age, Feng Xuan is still not able to give birth to a child. Is it that the wife has more baby and more tired?"

"The Queen of Fengxuan is the next generation, and he is much younger than Feng Xuan and Zhu Yu." The long-term Sun Wuji smiles meaningfully. "It is famous for its good and fierce."

Meng Fu shook Ha, and said: "Wanggui?"

When the grandson looked at her with no doubt, Meng Fu shook his hand: "Nothing, I think of a certain period of history. The kindness of the nobles does not allow other women to have a prince, and the Queen is really the same, haha."

In her heart, she swiftly passed an idea, but she disappeared in a blink of an eye. When she saw her long-term grandson, she stared at her deeply. "Which country is it that swaying your history?"

Meng Fu shook a bit, and his heart relaxed and said that he missed his mouth. The great-grandchild promise but said: "Shake, your eccentric history, and later in front of others."

Meng Fu shook a sigh, did not think deeply about the long-term meaning of the grandson, the heart really did not say better, stood up and stretched out: "Hungry, let the store serve, hey, lonely dinner." ""

She probed the window and opened it. Looking at the outside of the inn, the family was in the light of the lights. Listening to the fainting of the toast in the distance, I sighed and said: "I have never had a big table for people to eat. The year of the night meal..."

"Who told you to run so fast?" Long Sun Wuji patted her head. "I have to leave Kunjing yesterday. Otherwise, Zong Yue will definitely let you in the Chengming Hall to accompany you to drink."

"That's still ok." Meng Fu shook and sighed. "I don't want to stay in Kunjing. I saw the devastated, seeing the blood that had not been wiped out under the corner, and saw the half-destroyed Lintian Building. I will Think of the father and daughter hanging on the fourth floor... Xuanyuan has a lingering death, but what is wrong with Xuanyuan Yun? In short... that is my sin."

She held her hand on the window sill and looked at the calm light of the small town near the border of Xuanyuan. She smiled half-smilingly: "The ruins of the building can be reconstructed, and the ruins of the human heart are difficult to recover... but the more the ancestors can rehabilitate the people, but I hope he can be a good emperor..."

"Shake." The man behind his voice was gentle, and then her heart warmed up and was already caught in his arms. Her back was against his chest, and the heartbeat under the skin was calm and powerful, she was so quiet. Listening, in his warmth and rhythm, he felt his heavy heartbeat gradually soothing, flowing like the rhythm of his rhythm, such as the softness of a string of strings, dispelling the end of the cold night of this small town. A little lonely.

"I am there anyway."

Meng Fu smiled slightly, watching the long-lost figure of the great-grandchild being hit by the candlelight on the wall in front of him, a silhouette with a slender silhouette, she slowly extended her finger, in the heart of the silhouette, slowly drawn a heart.

Um... I know you are there.

Neither of them spoke, quietly watching the deep night outside the window downstairs, listening to the time flowing quietly in the hourglass, and gradually moving towards a new year.

Meng Fu shakes and smiles, thinking, no excitement, warmth is also very good.

When the hourglass is going to be exhausted, the fireworks flash suddenly in the southwest corner of the city. A red light leaps into the night sky, and the red light quickly ignites the night of the green, reflecting the eyes of Meng Fu.

"call out!"

"call out!"

The red light gleams one after another, and the stars are shining everywhere in the city. More and more, gradually becoming a piece of film. The red light is not the expensive fireworks that the Imperial City can use. It is just the ordinary firecrackers used by ordinary people. Every household, everywhere burning bamboo, the sound of firecrackers in the city slammed into a piece, the moment the hourglass leaked out, countless red light bloomed over the small town, reflecting the blue sky, like a deep red and gorgeous sakura, and When the red light belts swayed and swayed from the sky, it was like a long red Manshusha under the clouds.

Under the brilliance of the light, the streets suddenly sounded open, and the adults and children of all the families came out with a lantern and laughed, holding more or less firecrackers in their hands. Those floating lights are slowly smashing in all the streets, such as the star-light springs that the Tianhe River has shed, and the road flows through this small town that has just been covered with darkness.

The border town lights up, between the moments.

Meng Fu looked at it and watched the heart of the city have a lively enthusiasm. Looking at the black veins of this city, it was filled with bright lights. She wouldn’t think it was just a coincidence. The border town is barren, and the best inns in the city are only However, it is a simple wooden bed, revealing the white scorpion of wood, sleeping up and squeaking, the people are especially poor, and it is impossible for the family to buy firecrackers. She remembers that when she went to the city to go to the city, she passed the bureaucracy and saw the people line up. When I received something, I thought it was just the government’s annual festival. Apart from the strange number of people waiting in line, I didn’t think much. Now it seems that it is distributing firecrackers to the whole city, just for this year’s night, old and new. At the time of the alternation, this vast city is bustling.

A city was lit because of her arrival.

The huge fireworks, the one who was white and snowy, offered her. He knew that she did not want to feel the prosperity in the imperfect city, but she was longing for the warmth of the gathering, and she was afraid of the lonely loneliness. Such a way to illuminate her eyes that have just touched the feeling of loneliness.

The scorpion of Meng Fu’s shaking was very bright, shining with the swaying swaying of the red Manshusha.

That year, she sent a person a lively.

This year, another person took pains and gave her a lively excitement.

All the good things in this world are precious and happy, but I want to sigh.

Behind her, the long-term grandson gently touched her, gazing at the glory of the city, and the faint thoughts in her heart. In fact, I also had such a plan. I just squatted on the land of others, so I waved around myself, forget... ...

However, it will be ok to move for a while.

I think that the great Prince of the Prince, gently swaying through the window, Meng Fu Sha, is very satisfied to appreciate someone's unconscious micro-like flower lips, and then kissed deeply.

Fireworks are like fire, full of cities, 100,000 miles of deep red smudge, map the bright light in front of the second floor window of Xiaocheng Inn, where the curtains are half-volume, a light is like a star, where the breeze and the send, the clothes are flying, where The long-haired man and the delicate woman stood together and stood tightly in a landscape that was like a weeping willow.

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That year has passed.

Meng Fu swayed his 18-year-old who was full of blood and blood, and went to the 19th century in the middle of the unknown road.

Compared with a year ago, or three thousand years ago, she felt that she was getting fuller despite the hardships.

She has been there, leaving her most vivid traces. Wuzhou mainland remembers her, she will remember her distant past life.

Meng Fu gently smiled and took the horse to walk in the quiet and dark streets of the small city.

Last night's carnival, every morning, everyone was sleeping in a closed door. Meng Fu shook all the way through the scattered red firecrackers confetti all over the place, and there was a gentle feeling in such a small touch.

Smoothly out of the city gate, all the way to drive, before the Xuanyuan national border city gate paid a customs clearance order, Meng Fu shook the city gate, looked up and looked at the city gate.

There were three sword holes, and the blood of the day had already been washed away. It was here, more than three months ago, another ancestor in black, using the world’s first killer’s blackmail and sternness, taught her how to get away with it.

She is not a very good student, and she peels her and draws a fork.

The horse galloped up the hill, and she slowly looked back. At that night, she and Tie Chengfu were in this position, looking at the black man in front of the streamlined and sharp-like appearance, watching him cut open the night as a sharp blade Cut the beautiful figure of silk satin.

The body of Zong Yue’s guy is really drooling...

Meng Fu shook his face with a pig brother, smirking, thinking that the guy is now sitting on the high emperor's four sides, busy with the classification of the minister to appease the stability while clearing the dissident and consolidating the emperor?

The best man on the continent of Wuzhou should sit where he should sit.

She smiled and turned her head.

In the distance, there was a sudden sound of music.

It is thick and simple, mournful and melodious, and the bright and clear flute of different Qing dynasty, but the swirling and resounding taste like tea, falling from the top of the city gate, blowing the cold snow falling from the sky.

Plum blossom-like six snow, accompanied by the bleak and distant snoring, and the pure and transparent fall in Meng Fu shakes black and white, such as the green feather covered with a white butterfly, then silently melted, wet a small piece of delicate Feelings of feelings.

Long wind, ancient road, away from people, humming.

A song "Remembering the old man."

Who is it, who is it? At the beginning of the squatting of the squatting gazebo, the song that was blown to her listened to the past, and now she turned into the snow drifting over the grass on the edge of the city, and then quietly melted in the eyebrows of the Iraqi people, turning it into a drop. Tear marks.

At this moment, she was outside the city, and Li Ma was half-turned back. He was in the city, and he was also throwing a light dust in a thousand miles. She was outside the city, quietly looking up in the snow, in the snow Listen to the songs of the farewell, see the heavens and the earth together, think of the man who is either a glass eyelid or a lip color like a cherry; he is in the city, the white clothes are like the snow in the snow, the golden red dragon dragon pattern is smooth and thick. He was stunned in his palm, and he was so eager to blow, remembering the eagerness of her in the palace... the burning rocket of the palace... The sword was blocked by the sword when she entered the head... ... hard-made Gong barrel bed... meticulous fingers when applying medicine... gentle kiss in the palm... a glimpse of the wall under the wall... skill slaps down the slap... her grief slammed into his chest The shock... The wish of the red lanterns falling in the Chong Hing Palace... The first time in my life may be the last year she had been alone with her.

Those who are suffering and sharing, this life is difficult to replace.

Those who are accompanied by the day and night, the danger of holding hands.

Since then, his life has gone to the glory of honor, but his feelings have washed away the lead, and he thanked the dance skirt.

The snow is getting denser, the heavens and the earth are white, and the ancient road is flying in the snow. Some people have a frosty white blowing ancient scorpion. In the yin mountain snow, some people are half-rolled and listening quietly.

At the end of the song, the two are silent.

Meng Fu swayed in the direction of the city gate, but there was no trace of the city. She silently took a moment to pull out the "弑天", and her fingers were on the blade of the dark light.

"嗡-"

Empty the sound of the sound, spread it, and went straight into the sky. Meng Fu shook a little smile in that direction and gently turned the horse's head.

The road was smashing, and the four hooves of the horses darting away from the snow of Guanshan, and the Qingyue, which was unique to her temperament, was long on the upper end of the empty city.

In the city, the white-white man slowly puts down the shackles in his hands, and his long fingers gently stroke the smooth body.

He is light and elegant, and a smile is like a long sky, cold and calm.

Shake and take care.

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After Xuanyuan's national border, in a reasonable distance that has not caused Xuanyuan's turmoil, I looked at the black-pressed head from afar, and there was still a cloak of fire, which ignited the cold and snow.

The emperor dared to stay at the border and did not go, waiting to pick her up.

Meng Fu has a terrible headache, Le Fu, said: "There are wolves in front of the tiger, accompanied by a fox, I am so bitter, ah..."

On her shoulders, Yuan Bao adults wore a small cloak and rolled black eyes. The heart said: You have no conscience, you don't have too many people when you use them.

Nothing, Meng Fu shakes himself and knows that it is easy for God to send God, sucking his nose and going forward, saying hello: "Ah, the weather is good today, will you come out and hunt?"

The eyes of Bei Beiye’s black eyes only stared at her, saying: “Come out and hunt rabbits.”

Meng Fu shakes the mouth of the mouth - it is said that hunting rabbits has become synonymous with robbery.

"The micro-community has no longevity, and the empty space is like a wash." Meng Fu shakes his hand and spreads. "There is nothing that can make your majesty look at your eyes."

"You can do it." The battle of the north of the field, Meng Fu, the side of the long-term Sun Wuji in nothing, the answer is simple and direct.

Meng Fu shook his eyes and looked at the battlefield in the north. After the black pressure was under her own squatting Wang Wangjun, I was so worried that I couldn’t wait for the occasional confession of time and place. I have to know that so many of her future subordinates are listening to their ears.

"I heard that you are going to go." War North Field did not wait for her to answer, "Where are you going to take the past?"

"From Yaocheng, you can go from the waterway," the long-term grandson who has never spoken, said with a smile: "I haven't returned to Yaocheng for a long time."

"From the three counties of Changchun, you can directly enter the hustle and bustle." The war in the north of the field is not allowed to move, "I have never even returned to her seal."

Meng Fu shakes again to pay the amount... It’s not a good thing to set up a lot of real estate everywhere...

"This matter is determined by the need to support yourself." This sentence turned out to be the battle of Beiye, Meng Fu shakes the strange look, but he seems to be very casual to add a sentence, "the Queen Mother came out with a distraction, in Wuqing County, fifty miles away. Stationed, she hopes to meet you, she is not good, she dare not let her follow the army, now she is waiting for you there."

Meng Fu shakes him... You are also starting to play with the game!

Here is the border of the three countries. It is necessary to take the road or the Promise. It is only decided from here, and it is also the most convenient place to go to Wuqing County. Once in Wuqing County, there is no border city gate, and then going to Wuji will turn back the road, never Going to Wuqing and going back from the Promise.

The battle of Beiye seems to make her decide. In fact, she is not stunned by her. Going to Wuqing County is equivalent to walking from Daxie and not going to Wuqing County. How can she bear to end the sickness in this weather? Empty?

Can you fight Northfield, how can you put his mother out?

Zhan Beiye read her eyes and raised her eyebrows: "Where do you want to go, the Queen Mother did not go out for many years, and he wanted to come out and distract himself."

Meng Fu shakes him - yes, it is his own distraction, but her old man will not suddenly wake up to choose Wuqing County stationed in it?

The battle of the North Ye Yiran not afraid of her eyes, Meng Fu shake helpless, she did not think it is so important to go from where to go, just feel that in such a large number of people like this, it seems that the taste is somewhat wrong, hesitantly listening to the long-term Sun Wuji Road: "Since the Queen Mother wants to see you, go to Wuqing County."

Meng Fu shook a sigh of relief, grateful to see the long-term Sun Wuji, the latter smiled at her, revealing that "the concession is concession, sometimes it is time to retreat, it is not allowed to retreat from where it is not important, it is important to declare sovereignty." "The meaningful look."

Meng Fu Sha smiled at him, revealing that "there is no treacherous thing for you, only treacherous black, you are modest, no one dares to admit the first" contempt.

Both eyes were in the eyes of the North War, and his eyes flashed, suddenly raising the whip, pointing to the front of the opposite side of the Promise, and laughing: "His Royal Highness, if at this moment the Great Army from here to step through the boundary pillar, If you are going south, you will be invited to visit me. I don’t know how it tastes?"

"嚓-"

The voice just fell into dozens of swords and the sword was born and the snow was flashing. It was cut into a turbulent light net, and the battle north field was firmly under the sword net.

Jianguang flashed in the long-term Sun Wuji calm smile: "With his labor tens of thousands of troops to extend my literary martial arts to go to the capital, it is better to ask the next person to go to Zhongzhou as a guest, isn't it better?"

"Hey!"

The Daxie Army, who maintained a three-step distance from the battle of Kitano, was discolored, and Qiqiuqiuqiu, the small seven on the side of the North Field, silently stepped forward, and the Jianguang flashed to the long-term Promise.

In the north of the field, the wilderness waved, stopped the army and Xiaoqi, and looked coldly at the grass in the bushes. The trees suddenly appeared in the grass and attacked him. The face was disdainful: "Is it based on these?"

The great-grandchild Wuji smiled: "There are also the soldiers and the people in the Yaocheng territory near the Promise, the Yaocheng army and the people are known for their loyalty and loyalty. The city owners have the courage of Wanfu, who once went to the camp and took the first-level hand to come. If you want to come to work, please drive her, but you may not be able to."

Meng Fu looks at the sky... You both truss and truss, do you hair and pull me? You are awful when you are a protagonist, and you are offended by a cannon. How do you turn over my old books?

The battle in the north turned around and looked at her. Only the line that was tight on the face was slightly looser. In the meantime, I saw the night in Yaocheng Mountain. The woman buried in the water in the pool was crying, and saw the moonlight under the moonlight. The body was amazed, and the tiny footprints on the bluestone with pink and faint bloodstains.

Oh... forget it.

Is it true that there is a really prosperous country?

The emperor of the Dagu Yang looked up at the sky and took a cold snowflake. The hot heart was a little bit bleak. It will be a long time since the seal of the land and the grandson of the Sunshine in the Xuanyuan Lingzhu Mountain. Go on.

The long-term grandson smiled and smiled. He shook his hand and hidden it. He shrank his hand into his sleeve and said leisurely: "The Promise and the Dalai are always friends, and they are joking. This palace will not mind."

The battle of Beiye also laughed, and reached out and touched Meng Fu to shake the horse's head. He said: "Sure, you really have to open it."

The two looked at each other with a smile. Meng Fu shook and felt that the air was "squeaky" and she was shocked.

Rely on, the thunder hit the fire again...

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All the way to the snow, in the Wuqing County 驿 Hall to see the early Taiji now the Queen Mother, the woman is slightly richer, and the color is very good, I can see that the battlefield North has done its best to serve her - he has a **** battle The country’s empire was originally intended to give the mother a peaceful and peaceful old age.

When the Queen Mother saw Meng Fu Sha, she immediately revealed her heartfelt smile. She opened her hands and asked her to come over and called: "Children and daughters..."

Meng Fuyao was so happy that he had to rush to the past. Hearing this sentence directly took a nap. He quickly looked back at the long-term Sun Wuji and did not follow him. He saw him sitting in the hall of the cockroach and drinking tea. He suddenly turned his head and smiled at her. Meng Fu Sha immediately showed him a straightforward smile.

The long-term grandmother smiled, raised a toast to her, made a mouth shape, Meng Fu Sha has not read it yet, the indoor queen has already called her to call her: "Women, come over."

Meng Fu Sha is afraid that she will scream a few more words, then it is really known all over the world. Hurry and kiss the heat, and Bei Yeye sat on the side of the Queen’s side, and her hands looked at her according to her knees. Meng Fuyao was thinking about whether she wanted to be a symbolic one. The courtier gave the emperor a face, and the Queen Mother had moved her body and told her to sit next to her.

Meng Fu shakes the past, then he squats, the couch is not big, it is a bit difficult to squeeze three people. Then, the emperor, the bottom of the position, why do you have to sit here? Don't you think that your hips occupy the area of ​​both of us?

The Emperor did not think that he licked his lips and took a ginseng soup. He personally tried the temperature of the ginseng soup. He only gave a spoonful of spoonful to the mother. The Queen’s wife leaned on the koi’s mouth and said it was peaceful and quiet. Unspeakable satisfaction - for her, this life can be accompanied by the love of the child, this is the greatest happiness in life, as for the improper emperor, she is not conscious.

The room was very quiet, the lights were soft and bright, and the people who were feeding and drinking were very focused. Only the slight sound of the silver spoon and the porcelain enamel, Meng Fu shook and watched, she was very I liked the battle of Beiye in this moment. He gently leaned over to the mother to feed the soup. He took off the fierce and fierce in the day, and there was a kind of silent and touching gentleness.

A long time ago, she also fed her mother's black-bone soup...

Meng Fu shakes a little smile, tears in his smile, who is giving her soup to feed her now?

After the Queen Mother finished drinking, she smiled and pulled her hand. She never said anything. Every word said that she would make Meng Fu shake her heart. She said: "Skinny."

Then she looked back, laughing and watching the North Field, fighting the wilderness of the North, and the face was suspiciously drifting over a touch of red, Meng Fu Sha immediately smashed up and said: "No need to use ... I ... I am most afraid to drink soup... ”

In this life, I speak fluently and speak like a machine gun. If the machine gun is irrational, I can become a reasonable and reasonable person. I have finally had the shame and stutter in her life...

Well, if the war emperor really upholds the maternal training, she will also give her such a bite, she will also hit the wall without drilling the hole...

Fortunately, after the battle of Beiye is not the long-term grandson, his face knows red, it means that he can not do this. He lowered his eyes and concealed the cough twice, seemingly wanting to go, thinking about it but not leaving.

Meng Fuyao only felt that she was uncomfortable at the moment. She and War North were alone. It is now separated by an elder. How do they feel restrained? The restrained expression is constrained and restrained, but she wants to go but she can’t. I can’t arrogate in front of a woman like the Queen Mother, what should I do if she scares her?

Had to smirk at the Queen Mother, the Queen Mother also smirked at her, and smiled happily with the eyes of her wife. Then she looked at the North and looked at the relative smirk of the two of them. I didn’t know what I thought of, and my lips were smiling.

There are three people in one room, so you see me, I see you laughing and laughing...

Meng Fu Shao finally laughed on the verge of collapse, and then he was thinking about the words to retire. He was so cold that he could not hold the hand of the Queen, and it was difficult for a patient to reach the speed of light, and he raised his hand. Put a bracelet on her wrist.

Then I heard a bang.

Meng Fu shook his head and saw a flat bracelet on his wrist. Wujin’s, with a thick luster, I saw that there were some times when the outer ring of the bracelet had no pattern, but the inner ring was carved with simple and sturdy lines. The pattern, because it has been worn for a long time, is in contact with the essence of the human body, and is raised to be smooth and soft as nephrite, and it is heavy and heavy, but it is like a cloud.

Meng Fu’s first instinct is that this must not be a simple thing. Don’t be the kind of thing that “mother-in-law gives her wife a family treasure”, hurry down from the wrist, don’t want that thing to wear her hand. It was quite lenient, and I somehow gave the Queen Mother a "squeaky" pinch. It was the size of the wrist, and I couldn’t get it anyway.

Meng Fu shakes a little sweat and suddenly remembers the pattern of the long-term Sun Wuji before he came in. At this time, he suddenly explained it in a panic. He said - don't accept anything.

... this person, even this can be guessed!

Looking at Meng Fu’s bow and bowing his head, the flash of Beiye’s eyes flashed a bit of sorrow, and he finally couldn’t hold back. Shen Sheng said: “This is the bracelet worn by the Queen Mother since childhood, is her amulet, you 捋what?"

Meng Fuya felt that this nature did not seem to be serious enough to stop at the point. "I can't take her amulet."

"I am now the king of a country. Do you think I can't protect her?" Zhan Beiye looked at the Wujin bracelet on the white wrist of Meng Fu, so bright and shining, I really felt beautiful, but naturally Can't take her off, "Thank you thank you, this is her thank you, you don't have to take off, there is an organ in this thing, you can't take it off when you put it on."

Meng Fu shakes his voice and turns his eyes. He wants to wait for him to go out and try to use the bones. But he knows that the bones can only shrink the muscles and gather the overlapping bones, but they can't really change the size of the bones. This bracelet is so tight. It’s really hard to get it.

Hey... traps, traps everywhere...

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When I came out of my room and went back to my room, Meng Fu’s door just opened the line and saw someone sitting in her room reading a book. She quickly put the sleeves down and tried to cover them. I didn’t want the eyes of the long-haired Sun Wuji to look up, and said: Have you received another gift?"

Meng Fu shakes depression, what is "received"? Does she have a regular gift?

The long-term Sun Wuji pulled her hand, and carefully looked at the meeting. It was undecided, and half-sighed and sighed: "You, Cheng is also soft, and the heart is soft."

Meng Fu shook deep, but he did not let it go. He said, "How do you ask me to open a patient's hand?"

The long-term Sun Wu looked at her and leaned against the chair. There was a bitter smile on the face. "You like this scene? I am sorry, maybe I will never give you..."

When Meng Fu shakes his heart, he thinks that he refers to the Yuan Queen, and compared with the warrior's mother and son, the long-term Sun Wuji not only can't give her such family happiness, he himself can't enjoy it.

Thinking this way, Meng Dawang immediately felt soft again. He patted his shoulder and said: "The Queen will understand you one day."

The long-term grandson took advantage of her waist and lowered her voice: "It is enough for you to understand..."

Meng Fu’s mother-in-law loved his back and gently said: “Well...”

Then she suddenly noticed that the hand of Prince Edward's waist holding her waist seemed to be less and less honest, then...

"boom!"

Suddenly there was a sound of a collision into the table and chair, and then someone’s anger rang.

"The long-term grandson, you are the dead fox that kills you!"

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After a few days, I finally entered the land of Changchun. On the way, in order to take care of the Queen Mother, the people walked very slowly. Meng Fu was not in a hurry. The woman was trapped in the deep palace for a lifetime. Now she finally has the opportunity to see her with her son. Look at the mountains and rivers, see what she thinks is fresh and happy eyes, why bother to urge? Besides, time is not anxious.

The battlefield Beiye was chosen by Meng Fu for the Wangfu’s place. In Qiao County, the imperial court allocated funds to supervise the construction. The local government was very hard, and it was a beautiful and beautiful man. Meng Fu’s head looked up and saw the four rushes above the gold plaque. The unconstrained "Dayu Wangfu" black character, and then look at the Wangfu, which covers a vast area and does not know how many squares, can't help but say: "I don't know if I don't know what I want, I have a small palace."

The battle of Beiye greeted the sun and looked at the plaque. The smile was a little brighter than the daylight. "You want the palace, I will let it out."

Meng Fu shakes silently, but when he did not hear it, he just stepped onto the steps, and the main entrance suddenly opened. Ji Yu and Yao Xun each came out with a team of people. Ji Yu was arrogantly greeted with a guard on one knee. Yao Xun rushed over with tears and grabbed Meng Fu's robes. "God, my master, you are finally back. Pity, I have made a lot of money recently, but no one boasted that it was uncomfortable..."

Meng Fu shook his foot and kicked it. He said: "The city is smashing!" He personally picked up Ji Yu, and smiled and said: "The leader of the discipline, I have not thanked you for killing the rabbit."

Ji Yu’s lips and corners showed a hint of faint smile, and he said: “That’s the king of the dragon.”

Meng Fu shook and laughed and patted him on the shoulder. He said: "I don't think you are a good joke." Turning back and bending over, he smiled at her long-grandson and Wubei, and said: "I can finally be in my house." I am hosting two big brothers."

In the battle of Beiye listening to her, the eyes were bright and bright, and I looked at the long-awaited eyebrows of the grandson. The long-term grandchild smiled and looked unrecognizable, and succumbed to the battle of Kitano, and the North Wild was unconventional. Stepping in, the long-term Sun Wuji and smiling led him to turn into the hall and walk through the hallway and extend into the inner hall. Please sit in the main seat and then tell the tea... The tea-curtain and the emperor finally relished the feeling, and the long-term grandson has never gone from beginning to end. I am calling him the "guest" with the identity of the owner!

And all the way to the Meng Fu Sha, who dared to laugh and dare not speak, has already slipped out with his tail...

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When I was eating that night, the emperor had been black-faced, and the Queen looked at his son with a sly look. He didn’t know why he looked like it. The battle of Beiye found himself scared of his mother, and quickly put his face on his face. Meng Fu’s heart was funny and he felt that he was a grandson. Endlessly excessive, I had to do my best to encourage the wine, and I was willing to put two people into the house to save trouble. As a result, she was depressed and found that the two were thousands of cups that were not drunk, and she was sour and sour. I still don't change my color. In the end, I simply abandoned her. This alcoholism is too slow. The two directly fight together.

Meng Fu Shao has a sense of ownership and sits on the side, fearing that two people are drunk and playing something. As a result, she keeps her watch and opens her eyes to see if the two are drinking...

Keep a watch, pick up your eyes and see, drink...

Keep a watch, open your eyes and see, drink...

Meng Fu shakes angrily, strides up and walks out - the old lady does not accompany, drink