Chapter 90: 90
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Ling Miaomiao opens her eyes. In front of her eyes is the Kirin pattern embroidered on Mu Sheng's neatly dressed clothes. The tip of her nose is about to stick to his clothes.
His body is cool, even the light incense is with the cold fragrance, even if his hand around her waist, also did not let her feel oppressed.
Leaning against him is like leaning against a good silk bed curtain, with a strange, noble and extravagant comfort.
Mu Sheng noticed that she woke up, slowly approached, and the kiss carefully fell from her forehead, tentatively moved down, and printed on her ruddy lips.
Her eyelashes trembled, her body moved for a while, but she didn't struggle. She even raised her chin to make it convenient for him to kiss.
He had a care in his heart at once - when he woke up, she was the most obedient and the least temperamental.
His arm tightened a little, kiss quiet and careful, Ling Miaomiao heart slightly move.
In front of her, the man was different from the inside and the outside. She practiced "not a good man" meticulously from the beginning to the end. She had seen him cold, violent and arrogant. But in front of her, she unexpectedly Pure love.
Anyway, she had never seen anyone kiss her with such care.
She passed her hand behind him and touched his long black hair. It was cool to the touch, like it was covered with frost. It was really like a mine.
The young man suddenly stopped and nervously grasped her wrist: "this, can't touch."
She squinted at the white hair band he was still wearing when he was sleeping: "your stuff is useless to me."
"That won't do either." He grabbed her hand and pressed it hard to his side.
Seeing that there was no fear in the girl's black-and-white eyes, he touched her eyelids and lowered her face, half threatening or luring: "do you still want to be my 'baby'
“……”
I scared her.
She slapped him on the back of her hand and struggled mercilessly from his arms: "get up."
*
everyone understands Liu Fuyi's evasion, except for mu Sheng's rude ridicule.
The flower hall is very bright, and it is the place where the leading group gather to discuss the case.
Through the flower window, the sun cast a spot on Mu Yao's hair: "is there another secret about the madness of emperor Ji?"
“…… Yes Liu Fu Yi was silent for a moment, with a dignified look. "Someone tried to bewitch Diji, but things didn't work out as she wanted. After the event of Xingshan temple, his majesty sent the alchemists in the palace to study for three days, and made a talisman to protect the emperor and her concubine from evil spirits. The monster wants to invade the consciousness of Diji, but it is blocked by this sign, and the two sides pull each other, resulting in unexpected consequences - Diji's spirit is out of control, and it looks like she is crazy. "
Mu Yao asked, "who is that man?"
Liu Fu drank tea and sighed: "there is little evil in the palace city. It's hard to distinguish."
"As soon as I entered the palace city, I was watched by death. I could only stay with emperor Ji, and I couldn't have more contact with other people. I have four or five bodyguards everywhere I go. I can't get away. On that day, I took the opportunity to accompany Diji out of the palace to relax. I disguised myself and got away for a moment. I wanted to send a letter to your inn... "
He happily smile: "did not expect in the street happened to meet the wonderful."
But the girl didn't know what was at stake. When she yelled his name in the street, he had to leave Xindun.
Ling Miaomiao didn't feel lucky at all. She took a cool look at Mu Sheng. In order to pick up the note, she was forced and lured by someone on the tree. She was so righteous and selfless.
She pursed her lips: "how did brother Liu find Huazhe?"
There are many restaurants in Wufang Town, and Huazhe is not the most prominent one. But the moment that the old storyteller appeared, it means that it has become the key to solve all the secrets.
Liu Fuyi explained: "the old generation named the witchcraft on Diji as" Tongxin Gu ". Tongxin Gu is not a kind of magic, but a kind of magic that enables the controlled people to let the demons drive them. It's called "Tongxin" because the demagogic is controlled by the mind of the demon, so sometimes there will be confusion and sense the memory of the demon. "
"When I was beside Diji's bed, I heard her say two abnormal words in her nightmare. The first sentence is "Durian, please."
"Durian?" Mu Yaowei thinks about it, remembering what he heard the day before, and remembers the source of this familiar name, "is it the lady of Huazhe?"
Liu Fu nodded, and his expression became quite serious. Then he said, "the second sentence is" flowers are folded, so it's clean. "
*
the clapper sounded, the old man waved his arms, and the colorful cloth like chicken feather on his sleeve flew up and down.
"In the middle of the night, the city's fireworks are in full bloom, the fire trees and silver flowers are in full bloom, and the star bridge iron lock is open."
"Mr. Zhao got what he wanted and saw the fireworks, but he was not on top of the fireworks show."
"The girl standing beside him looks up at the bright sky curiously. She seems to be intoxicated in it. It's full of colorful flowers and blossoms in her eyes.".There was silence under the seat, and everyone hung chopsticks, as if they saw the eyes of the peerless beauty on the mountain.
"You said, Mr. Zhao, are you moved?" The old man shook his head with a smile. "At the beginning, I said that Mr. Zhao was introverted and arrogant, not the frivolous and dissolute son. After watching the fireworks, he and the girl were really speechless and strangers. But this girl is not the same as what he has seen before. She is used to the amazing color and coquettish manner of others. Suddenly, she sees a girl who has no response to him. On the contrary, she feels very comfortable and likes to talk with her. What's more, it's a coincidence that two people want to go up the mountain to watch fireworks at the same time! He went all the way, thinking about the person behind him, and hesitated to go back and have a word with her. "
"He was distracted, did not pay attention to the foot step empty, so unfortunately fell into the cave, hurt his forehead."
"The young master of the Zhao family is a big family. He was pulled by seven incense carts when he went in and out of the city gate. How ever was he in such a mess? When he was annoyed, there was a gust of fragrant wind and a white shadow fell lightly. He looked up and was stunned: the girl jumped down with him, and without hesitation, she stretched out a pair of catkins and pulled him up. "
There was a commotion in the audience, low laughter mixed with whispers.
Lonely men and few women, trapped in the middle of the night, is the beginning of many vulgar stories.
It's just that a girl's family of Murong family has the courage to jump down the mountain to save the hero, which is convincing.
"Mr. Zhao stayed with the girl in white all night and said a lot. She only knew her surname was Murong. When she asked her name, she couldn't tell. Her parents called her murong'er, and her hometown was in the far north. "
"I don't know why, when she said the place of the extreme north, he believed it very much - the place of the extreme North must be the snow plain, the pure white ice and snow, so that he could get this spotless snow lotus."
"At the foot of a high mountain in the far north, there is a very small stockade. There are only a few people in the stockade. Murong is one of the few female dolls in the stockade. Listen, Mr. Zhao, I understand. No wonder I haven't seen fireworks
"According to Mr. Zhao's temperament, it's hard for others to fall in love with him. He likes reality and hates pretense. He hates harshness. But in front of him, Murong's words and deeds all seemed to be tailor-made for him. He inevitably moved his heart. For the first time in his 20 years of death, he took the initiative to fall in love with a girl. "
"When the wind lifted her veil, Mr. Zhao was stunned. His appearance is beautiful, and people praise him for being more beautiful than pan an, but when he sees Murong's face, he thinks that his appearance is the biggest affectation in front of her. "
"Beauty's face is made by nature. It's just right for her to be short, and more beautiful. What's more, the innocence in her eyes, as if she had never been contaminated by the world, and the beauty without knowing it, is the weapon to kill. "
Everyone held their breath. It's hard to imagine what kind of beauty it is. We can only perceive it abstractly, just like the soft clouds and dense fog in Wufang town. It's probably like this.
Ling Miaomiao's chopsticks unconsciously twisted the sweet scented osmanthus cake in the bowl and made it into thin pieces. It looked terrible.
"Mr. Zhao thought, this woman, he will decide."
"No one can escape from the hand of a gorgeous young man when he hunts a woman with the purpose of winning."
"Murong is not arrogant in her nature, on the contrary, she is very peaceful - you may not believe it, because she came out of the village at the foot of the mountain, and has not seen the chaos of the world. An innocent woman, the first person she meets, is the one who has identified her as his wife. How can she have the chance to turn over? "
Under the stage a burst of thin sigh, it seems not very satisfied with such a beauty was so in the bag.
Mu Sheng didn't listen attentively. He took her bowl away and put a whole piece of sweet scented osmanthus cake into her mouth.
Ling Miaomiao subconsciously grabbed the sweet scented osmanthus cake and found that it was him. He held his chopsticks on the back of his hand and said, "listen carefully, listen carefully!"
The young man's dark eyes flashed, covered his hands wrongly, turned to look at the chattering old man, pressed the bowl and began to eat her bowl of broken sweet scented osmanthus cake.
The sweetness spread between his lips and teeth, and the corners of his mouth became silent again.
"In March of this year, Murong married Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao is very straightforward. Since he married Murong and felt that his life was complete, he decided not to go back to Chang'an. He settled down in Wufang town wholeheartedly. He could give up all his wealth, fame and wealth. He didn't care at all. "
"After he got married, Mr. Zhao found that his wife's perception of emotion was a little dull, so she didn't understand it. He taught her as slowly as he did. It was like lighting bright eyes on a picture of beauty without painting. After a period of mixing oil with honey, Murong's beauty became more and more amazing, which shocked her neighbors and the clothes she was wearing, The ornaments, even the petals of bathing, are instantly imitated by all the women in the city. ""Mr. Zhao naturally loves her, but he always feels insecure. Such a beautiful woman, gentle and kind-hearted, takes care of him wholeheartedly, and seems to have no shortcomings. He doesn't know how to love her to be worthy of her perfection."
“……” The audience listened in a daze, lost in thought.
"Soon, this meaningless worry disappeared. In May of the next year, durian blossom season, Murong was pregnant. Mr. Zhao finally felt satisfied. His wife, who was floating in the sky, seemed to have stepped into the world. She was about to give birth to a child for herself. Half of the child was his blood and bone, which could not be made by him. This is the proof of his love for Murong. "
"Mr. Zhao is holding his wife's hand and painting plantains outside the courtyard on the table. This winter, she was already pregnant. Mr. Zhao said to her with a smile, "this son is what you and I expect. It's called Ziqi, OK?"
The hand that Mu Sheng poured the tea suddenly shook, the lid of the teapot fell off, and the hot tea poured out of the round mouth, splashing on the back of his hand, and the skin on the back of his hand immediately turned red.
Ling Miaomiao was startled. In the steaming heat, he quickly pulled his hand off the table and scolded, "what's the matter with you?"
“……” There was a deep loss in his eyes, and he didn't seem to feel any pain at all.
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Ling Miaomiao opens her eyes. In front of her eyes is the Kirin pattern embroidered on Mu Sheng's neatly dressed clothes. The tip of her nose is about to stick to his clothes.
His body is cool, even the light incense is with the cold fragrance, even if his hand around her waist, also did not let her feel oppressed.
Leaning against him is like leaning against a good silk bed curtain, with a strange, noble and extravagant comfort.
Mu Sheng noticed that she woke up, slowly approached, and the kiss carefully fell from her forehead, tentatively moved down, and printed on her ruddy lips.
Her eyelashes trembled, her body moved for a while, but she didn't struggle. She even raised her chin to make it convenient for him to kiss.
He had a care in his heart at once - when he woke up, she was the most obedient and the least temperamental.
His arm tightened a little, kiss quiet and careful, Ling Miaomiao heart slightly move.
In front of her, the man was different from the inside and the outside. She practiced "not a good man" meticulously from the beginning to the end. She had seen him cold, violent and arrogant. But in front of her, she unexpectedly Pure love.
Anyway, she had never seen anyone kiss her with such care.
She passed her hand behind him and touched his long black hair. It was cool to the touch, like it was covered with frost. It was really like a mine.
The young man suddenly stopped and nervously grasped her wrist: "this, can't touch."
She squinted at the white hair band he was still wearing when he was sleeping: "your stuff is useless to me."
"That won't do either." He grabbed her hand and pressed it hard to his side.
Seeing that there was no fear in the girl's black-and-white eyes, he touched her eyelids and lowered her face, half threatening or luring: "do you still want to be my 'baby'
“……”
I scared her.
She slapped him on the back of her hand and struggled mercilessly from his arms: "get up."
*
everyone understands Liu Fuyi's evasion, except for mu Sheng's rude ridicule.
The flower hall is very bright, and it is the place where the leading group gather to discuss the case.
Through the flower window, the sun cast a spot on Mu Yao's hair: "is there another secret about the madness of emperor Ji?"
“…… Yes Liu Fu Yi was silent for a moment, with a dignified look. "Someone tried to bewitch Diji, but things didn't work out as she wanted. After the event of Xingshan temple, his majesty sent the alchemists in the palace to study for three days, and made a talisman to protect the emperor and her concubine from evil spirits. The monster wants to invade the consciousness of Diji, but it is blocked by this sign, and the two sides pull each other, resulting in unexpected consequences - Diji's spirit is out of control, and it looks like she is crazy. "
Mu Yao asked, "who is that man?"
Liu Fu drank tea and sighed: "there is little evil in the palace city. It's hard to distinguish."
"As soon as I entered the palace city, I was watched by death. I could only stay with emperor Ji, and I couldn't have more contact with other people. I have four or five bodyguards everywhere I go. I can't get away. On that day, I took the opportunity to accompany Diji out of the palace to relax. I disguised myself and got away for a moment. I wanted to send a letter to your inn... "
He happily smile: "did not expect in the street happened to meet the wonderful."
But the girl didn't know what was at stake. When she yelled his name in the street, he had to leave Xindun.
Ling Miaomiao didn't feel lucky at all. She took a cool look at Mu Sheng. In order to pick up the note, she was forced and lured by someone on the tree. She was so righteous and selfless.
She pursed her lips: "how did brother Liu find Huazhe?"
There are many restaurants in Wufang Town, and Huazhe is not the most prominent one. But the moment that the old storyteller appeared, it means that it has become the key to solve all the secrets.
Liu Fuyi explained: "the old generation named the witchcraft on Diji as" Tongxin Gu ". Tongxin Gu is not a kind of magic, but a kind of magic that enables the controlled people to let the demons drive them. It's called "Tongxin" because the demagogic is controlled by the mind of the demon, so sometimes there will be confusion and sense the memory of the demon. "
"When I was beside Diji's bed, I heard her say two abnormal words in her nightmare. The first sentence is "Durian, please."
"Durian?" Mu Yaowei thinks about it, remembering what he heard the day before, and remembers the source of this familiar name, "is it the lady of Huazhe?"
Liu Fu nodded, and his expression became quite serious. Then he said, "the second sentence is" flowers are folded, so it's clean. "
*
the clapper sounded, the old man waved his arms, and the colorful cloth like chicken feather on his sleeve flew up and down.
"In the middle of the night, the city's fireworks are in full bloom, the fire trees and silver flowers are in full bloom, and the star bridge iron lock is open."
"Mr. Zhao got what he wanted and saw the fireworks, but he was not on top of the fireworks show."
"The girl standing beside him looks up at the bright sky curiously. She seems to be intoxicated in it. It's full of colorful flowers and blossoms in her eyes.".There was silence under the seat, and everyone hung chopsticks, as if they saw the eyes of the peerless beauty on the mountain.
"You said, Mr. Zhao, are you moved?" The old man shook his head with a smile. "At the beginning, I said that Mr. Zhao was introverted and arrogant, not the frivolous and dissolute son. After watching the fireworks, he and the girl were really speechless and strangers. But this girl is not the same as what he has seen before. She is used to the amazing color and coquettish manner of others. Suddenly, she sees a girl who has no response to him. On the contrary, she feels very comfortable and likes to talk with her. What's more, it's a coincidence that two people want to go up the mountain to watch fireworks at the same time! He went all the way, thinking about the person behind him, and hesitated to go back and have a word with her. "
"He was distracted, did not pay attention to the foot step empty, so unfortunately fell into the cave, hurt his forehead."
"The young master of the Zhao family is a big family. He was pulled by seven incense carts when he went in and out of the city gate. How ever was he in such a mess? When he was annoyed, there was a gust of fragrant wind and a white shadow fell lightly. He looked up and was stunned: the girl jumped down with him, and without hesitation, she stretched out a pair of catkins and pulled him up. "
There was a commotion in the audience, low laughter mixed with whispers.
Lonely men and few women, trapped in the middle of the night, is the beginning of many vulgar stories.
It's just that a girl's family of Murong family has the courage to jump down the mountain to save the hero, which is convincing.
"Mr. Zhao stayed with the girl in white all night and said a lot. She only knew her surname was Murong. When she asked her name, she couldn't tell. Her parents called her murong'er, and her hometown was in the far north. "
"I don't know why, when she said the place of the extreme north, he believed it very much - the place of the extreme North must be the snow plain, the pure white ice and snow, so that he could get this spotless snow lotus."
"At the foot of a high mountain in the far north, there is a very small stockade. There are only a few people in the stockade. Murong is one of the few female dolls in the stockade. Listen, Mr. Zhao, I understand. No wonder I haven't seen fireworks
"According to Mr. Zhao's temperament, it's hard for others to fall in love with him. He likes reality and hates pretense. He hates harshness. But in front of him, Murong's words and deeds all seemed to be tailor-made for him. He inevitably moved his heart. For the first time in his 20 years of death, he took the initiative to fall in love with a girl. "
"When the wind lifted her veil, Mr. Zhao was stunned. His appearance is beautiful, and people praise him for being more beautiful than pan an, but when he sees Murong's face, he thinks that his appearance is the biggest affectation in front of her. "
"Beauty's face is made by nature. It's just right for her to be short, and more beautiful. What's more, the innocence in her eyes, as if she had never been contaminated by the world, and the beauty without knowing it, is the weapon to kill. "
Everyone held their breath. It's hard to imagine what kind of beauty it is. We can only perceive it abstractly, just like the soft clouds and dense fog in Wufang town. It's probably like this.
Ling Miaomiao's chopsticks unconsciously twisted the sweet scented osmanthus cake in the bowl and made it into thin pieces. It looked terrible.
"Mr. Zhao thought, this woman, he will decide."
"No one can escape from the hand of a gorgeous young man when he hunts a woman with the purpose of winning."
"Murong is not arrogant in her nature, on the contrary, she is very peaceful - you may not believe it, because she came out of the village at the foot of the mountain, and has not seen the chaos of the world. An innocent woman, the first person she meets, is the one who has identified her as his wife. How can she have the chance to turn over? "
Under the stage a burst of thin sigh, it seems not very satisfied with such a beauty was so in the bag.
Mu Sheng didn't listen attentively. He took her bowl away and put a whole piece of sweet scented osmanthus cake into her mouth.
Ling Miaomiao subconsciously grabbed the sweet scented osmanthus cake and found that it was him. He held his chopsticks on the back of his hand and said, "listen carefully, listen carefully!"
The young man's dark eyes flashed, covered his hands wrongly, turned to look at the chattering old man, pressed the bowl and began to eat her bowl of broken sweet scented osmanthus cake.
The sweetness spread between his lips and teeth, and the corners of his mouth became silent again.
"In March of this year, Murong married Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao is very straightforward. Since he married Murong and felt that his life was complete, he decided not to go back to Chang'an. He settled down in Wufang town wholeheartedly. He could give up all his wealth, fame and wealth. He didn't care at all. "
"After he got married, Mr. Zhao found that his wife's perception of emotion was a little dull, so she didn't understand it. He taught her as slowly as he did. It was like lighting bright eyes on a picture of beauty without painting. After a period of mixing oil with honey, Murong's beauty became more and more amazing, which shocked her neighbors and the clothes she was wearing, The ornaments, even the petals of bathing, are instantly imitated by all the women in the city. ""Mr. Zhao naturally loves her, but he always feels insecure. Such a beautiful woman, gentle and kind-hearted, takes care of him wholeheartedly, and seems to have no shortcomings. He doesn't know how to love her to be worthy of her perfection."
“……” The audience listened in a daze, lost in thought.
"Soon, this meaningless worry disappeared. In May of the next year, durian blossom season, Murong was pregnant. Mr. Zhao finally felt satisfied. His wife, who was floating in the sky, seemed to have stepped into the world. She was about to give birth to a child for herself. Half of the child was his blood and bone, which could not be made by him. This is the proof of his love for Murong. "
"Mr. Zhao is holding his wife's hand and painting plantains outside the courtyard on the table. This winter, she was already pregnant. Mr. Zhao said to her with a smile, "this son is what you and I expect. It's called Ziqi, OK?"
The hand that Mu Sheng poured the tea suddenly shook, the lid of the teapot fell off, and the hot tea poured out of the round mouth, splashing on the back of his hand, and the skin on the back of his hand immediately turned red.
Ling Miaomiao was startled. In the steaming heat, he quickly pulled his hand off the table and scolded, "what's the matter with you?"
“……” There was a deep loss in his eyes, and he didn't seem to feel any pain at all.
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Ling Miaomiao opens her eyes. In front of her eyes is the Kirin pattern embroidered on Mu Sheng's neatly dressed clothes. The tip of her nose is about to stick to his clothes. His body is cool, even the light incense is with the cold fragrance, even if his hand around her waist, also did not let her feel oppressed. Leaning against him is like leaning against a good silk bed curtain, with a strange, noble and extravagant comfort. Mu Sheng noticed that she woke up, slowly approached, and the kiss carefully fell from her forehead, tentatively moved down, and printed on her ruddy lips. Her eyelashes trembled, her body moved for a while, but she didn't struggle. She even raised her chin to make it convenient for him to kiss. He had a care in his heart at once - when he woke up, she was the most obedient and the least temperamental. His arm tightened a little, kiss quiet and careful, Ling Miaomiao heart slightly move. In front of her, the man was different from the inside and the outside. She practiced "not a good man" meticulously from the beginning to the end. She had seen him cold, violent and arrogant. But in front of her, she unexpectedly Pure love. Anyway, she had never seen anyone kiss her with such care. She passed her hand behind him and touched his long black hair. It was cool to the touch, like it was covered with frost. It was really like a mine. The young man suddenly stopped and nervously grasped her wrist: "this, can't touch." She squinted at the white hair band he was still wearing when he was sleeping: "your stuff is useless to me." "That won't do either." He grabbed her hand and pressed it hard to his side. Seeing that there was no fear in the girl's black-and-white eyes, he touched her eyelids and lowered her face, half threatening or luring: "do you still want to be my 'baby' I scared her. She slapped him on the back of her hand and struggled mercilessly from his arms: "get up." * everyone understands Liu Fuyi's evasion, except for mu Sheng's rude ridicule. The flower hall is very bright, and it is the place where the leading group gather to discuss the case. Through the flower window, the sun cast a spot on Mu Yao's hair: "is there another secret about the madness of emperor Ji?" Yes Liu Fu Yi was silent for a moment, with a dignified look. "Someone tried to bewitch Diji, but things didn't work out as she wanted. After the event of Xingshan temple, his majesty sent the alchemists in the palace to study for three days, and made a talisman to protect the emperor and her concubine from evil spirits. The monster wants to invade the consciousness of Diji, but it is blocked by this sign, and the two sides pull each other, resulting in unexpected consequences - Diji's spirit is out of control, and it looks like she is crazy. " Mu Yao asked, "who is that man?" Liu Fu drank tea and sighed: "there is little evil in the palace city. It's hard to distinguish." "As soon as I entered the palace city, I was watched by death. I could only stay with emperor Ji, and I couldn't have more contact with other people. I have four or five bodyguards everywhere I go. I can't get away. On that day, I took the opportunity to accompany Diji out of the palace to relax. I disguised myself and got away for a moment. I wanted to send a letter to your inn... " He happily smile: "did not expect in the street happened to meet the wonderful." But the girl didn't know what was at stake. When she yelled his name in the street, he had to leave Xindun. Ling Miaomiao didn't feel lucky at all. She took a cool look at Mu Sheng. In order to pick up the note, she was forced and lured by someone on the tree. She was so righteous and selfless. She pursed her lips: "how did brother Liu find Huazhe?" There are many restaurants in Wufang Town, and Huazhe is not the most prominent one. But the moment that the old storyteller appeared, it means that it has become the key to solve all the secrets. Liu Fuyi explained: "the old generation named the witchcraft on Diji as" Tongxin Gu ". Tongxin Gu is not a kind of magic, but a kind of magic that enables the controlled people to let the demons drive them. It's called "Tongxin" because the demagogic is controlled by the mind of the demon, so sometimes there will be confusion and sense the memory of the demon. " "When I was beside Diji's bed, I heard her say two abnormal words in her nightmare. The first sentence is "Durian, please." "Durian?" Mu Yaowei thinks about it, remembering what he heard the day before, and remembers the source of this familiar name, "is it the lady of Huazhe?" Liu Fu nodded, and his expression became quite serious. Then he said, "the second sentence is" flowers are folded, so it's clean. " * the clapper sounded, the old man waved his arms, and the colorful cloth like chicken feather on his sleeve flew up and down. "In the middle of the night, the city's fireworks are in full bloom, the fire trees and silver flowers are in full bloom, and the star bridge iron lock is open." "Mr. Zhao got what he wanted and saw the fireworks, but he was not on top of the fireworks show." "The girl standing beside him looks up at the bright sky curiously. She seems to be intoxicated in it. It's full of colorful flowers and blossoms in her eyes.".There was silence under the seat, and everyone hung chopsticks, as if they saw the eyes of the peerless beauty on the mountain. "You said, Mr. Zhao, are you moved?" The old man shook his head with a smile. "At the beginning, I said that Mr. Zhao was introverted and arrogant, not the frivolous and dissolute son. After watching the fireworks, he and the girl were really speechless and strangers. But this girl is not the same as what he has seen before. She is used to the amazing color and coquettish manner of others. Suddenly, she sees a girl who has no response to him. On the contrary, she feels very comfortable and likes to talk with her. What's more, it's a coincidence that two people want to go up the mountain to watch fireworks at the same time! He went all the way, thinking about the person behind him, and hesitated to go back and have a word with her. " "He was distracted, did not pay attention to the foot step empty, so unfortunately fell into the cave, hurt his forehead." "The young master of the Zhao family is a big family. He was pulled by seven incense carts when he went in and out of the city gate. How ever was he in such a mess? When he was annoyed, there was a gust of fragrant wind and a white shadow fell lightly. He looked up and was stunned: the girl jumped down with him, and without hesitation, she stretched out a pair of catkins and pulled him up. " There was a commotion in the audience, low laughter mixed with whispers. Lonely men and few women, trapped in the middle of the night, is the beginning of many vulgar stories. It's just that a girl's family of Murong family has the courage to jump down the mountain to save the hero, which is convincing. "Mr. Zhao stayed with the girl in white all night and said a lot. She only knew her surname was Murong. When she asked her name, she couldn't tell. Her parents called her murong'er, and her hometown was in the far north. " "I don't know why, when she said the place of the extreme north, he believed it very much - the place of the extreme North must be the snow plain, the pure white ice and snow, so that he could get this spotless snow lotus." "At the foot of a high mountain in the far north, there is a very small stockade. There are only a few people in the stockade. Murong is one of the few female dolls in the stockade. Listen, Mr. Zhao, I understand. No wonder I haven't seen fireworks "According to Mr. Zhao's temperament, it's hard for others to fall in love with him. He likes reality and hates pretense. He hates harshness. But in front of him, Murong's words and deeds all seemed to be tailor-made for him. He inevitably moved his heart. For the first time in his 20 years of death, he took the initiative to fall in love with a girl. " "When the wind lifted her veil, Mr. Zhao was stunned. His appearance is beautiful, and people praise him for being more beautiful than pan an, but when he sees Murong's face, he thinks that his appearance is the biggest affectation in front of her. " "Beauty's face is made by nature. It's just right for her to be short, and more beautiful. What's more, the innocence in her eyes, as if she had never been contaminated by the world, and the beauty without knowing it, is the weapon to kill. " Everyone held their breath. It's hard to imagine what kind of beauty it is. We can only perceive it abstractly, just like the soft clouds and dense fog in Wufang town. It's probably like this. Ling Miaomiao's chopsticks unconsciously twisted the sweet scented osmanthus cake in the bowl and made it into thin pieces. It looked terrible. "Mr. Zhao thought, this woman, he will decide." "No one can escape from the hand of a gorgeous young man when he hunts a woman with the purpose of winning." "Murong is not arrogant in her nature, on the contrary, she is very peaceful - you may not believe it, because she came out of the village at the foot of the mountain, and has not seen the chaos of the world. An innocent woman, the first person she meets, is the one who has identified her as his wife. How can she have the chance to turn over? " Under the stage a burst of thin sigh, it seems not very satisfied with such a beauty was so in the bag. Mu Sheng didn't listen attentively. He took her bowl away and put a whole piece of sweet scented osmanthus cake into her mouth. Ling Miaomiao subconsciously grabbed the sweet scented osmanthus cake and found that it was him. He held his chopsticks on the back of his hand and said, "listen carefully, listen carefully!" The young man's dark eyes flashed, covered his hands wrongly, turned to look at the chattering old man, pressed the bowl and began to eat her bowl of broken sweet scented osmanthus cake. The sweetness spread between his lips and teeth, and the corners of his mouth became silent again. "In March of this year, Murong married Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao is very straightforward. Since he married Murong and felt that his life was complete, he decided not to go back to Chang'an. He settled down in Wufang town wholeheartedly. He could give up all his wealth, fame and wealth. He didn't care at all. " "After he got married, Mr. Zhao found that his wife's perception of emotion was a little dull, so she didn't understand it. He taught her as slowly as he did. It was like lighting bright eyes on a picture of beauty without painting. After a period of mixing oil with honey, Murong's beauty became more and more amazing, which shocked her neighbors and the clothes she was wearing, The ornaments, even the petals of bathing, are instantly imitated by all the women in the city. ""Mr. Zhao naturally loves her, but he always feels insecure. Such a beautiful woman, gentle and kind-hearted, takes care of him wholeheartedly, and seems to have no shortcomings. He doesn't know how to love her to be worthy of her perfection." The audience listened in a daze, lost in thought. "Soon, this meaningless worry disappeared. In May of the next year, durian blossom season, Murong was pregnant. Mr. Zhao finally felt satisfied. His wife, who was floating in the sky, seemed to have stepped into the world. She was about to give birth to a child for herself. Half of the child was his blood and bone, which could not be made by him. This is the proof of his love for Murong. " "Mr. Zhao is holding his wife's hand and painting plantains outside the courtyard on the table. This winter, she was already pregnant. Mr. Zhao said to her with a smile, "this son is what you and I expect. It's called Ziqi, OK?" The hand that Mu Sheng poured the tea suddenly shook, the lid of the teapot fell off, and the hot tea poured out of the round mouth, splashing on the back of his hand, and the skin on the back of his hand immediately turned red. Ling Miaomiao was startled. In the steaming heat, he quickly pulled his hand off the table and scolded, "what's the matter with you?" There was a deep loss in his eyes, and he didn't seem to feel any pain at all. www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
