Episode 14: Tearful eyes ask flowers without words, fly away in red 3

Han Ruxu only moved a little, and then felt that the hand in his throat was a little more force and did not dare to struggle. The only tone was still fierce: "Do you need to sneak into other people's homes in the thatched house?"

Although Wei Tanyi is in the dark, the white clothes are still visible according to the contract. I only heard him humming, and his tone was creepy: "But it's convenient. On the contrary, Lord Han, who pretended to be a young girl in the middle of the night and followed me. What is the purpose of being unspeakable?

"Me! ...You!" Han Ruqi was so angry that she couldn't say a word. At the same time, she was really wrong. She raised her hand and was about to stab someone, and Wei Tanyi seemed to see his movements and her hand flashed away. Ah!" It's empty under your feet, you don't have to think about it...

In an emergency, he was caught and raised his arm, and finally did not step into the pit.

Han Ruqi was scared into a cold sweat. The pit under his feet was far more terrible than Daoshan under his feet. He felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest at that moment.

"The situation is special now, and I don't have time to delay with you," Wei Tanyi's voice suddenly changed, and his voice was extremely low. "Remember my words, don't come to the store recently, or there will be big trouble."

When I was about to ask why, there was a movement in the yard, as if the owner got up at night. Don't go out. Do you want to be seen?" Wei Tanyi pulled him back in time and retreated to the corner of the hut.

The owner's family was familiar with the hut and entered the door without lighting the light. After excretion, he went back to the room comfortably and continued to sleep. It was pitiful that Han Ruxu, who was so clean in his bones, almost spit out the smell several times.

finally returned to the street. Wei Tanyi smiled and threw down a sentence, "It's better to disguise or walk at the end, it's better to do less in the future" and returned to Yongningfang. Before Han Ruxu recovered from the stench, she covered her chest and grinned at his back.

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"Look up." The invincible Black King held a long sword in his hand, and the scabbard raised the jaw of the woman kneeling in front of him.

Although she was unkempt and did not apply powder, the woman also raised her head proudly to prevent his scabbard from touching her.

The Black Monk squinted and looked at her. Black Mongolia has been dormant in the northern ice field for many years. When the heroes of the Central Plains rise up, they took advantage of the chaos to kill them. Not long after the establishment of the Su Dynasty, there was no resistance. The reigning Su Zhenzong could not escape and died in the arrows. The 16-year-old emperor was captured soon after ascending the throne in danger, and the Empress Cai, who was famous for her beauty and literary talent, was kneeling in front of him. .

"Are you Cai Zheng?" The Black Mongol king smiled greedily and asked.

"I am." Cai Zheng answered neither humble nor arrogant, and at the same time, her cold eyes met the man in front of her without fear.

The Black Mongol king snorted and said, "I heard that you are unparalleled in beauty and talent. Now I only see beauty, but I don't know whether your talent is true or false."

"I only know the exquisite culture of the Central Plains, and I'm afraid it's difficult to meet the king's will." Cai Zheng's words contain contempt for the northern barbarians.

How could the Heimeng King not hear her disdain? He hummed heavily and said, "Don't think that I will forgive you and kill the woman who is worshipped as a Bodhisattva in the eyes of you, which is enough to show the ambition of my northern man!"

Cai Zheng sneered on his lips: "My concubine is a survivor, but death is the best relief. I thanked the king first."

"Thank you for not being busy. I feel that I will kill your son first, and then cook his heart into porridge and bring it to you, which seems to be more deterrent to the world."

That child is not the heart of his parents. Even if Cai Zheng is not afraid of death, he can't help trembling when he hears the misfortune that his youngest son may encounter.

"Are you scared? It's easy to save him," King Heimeng bent down and smiled in her ear. "Be the king's woman, serve him well. You and your son don't have to die."

At this time, even if he was full of talent, and there was no need to bow down, Cai Zheng stared at the arrogant man in front of him.

"If you don't agree, your son will fall to the ground the next moment."

"Chong'er..." When she thought of her son, she finally couldn't raise her head and give in to her enemy.

The Black Mongol King laughed and said, "Great! The first woman in the Central Plains will be mine from now on, and everything in the Central Plains will be mine!"

The black Mongolian soldiers cheering around kept raising their weapons to celebrate the victory of nothingness. Cai Zheng put his forehead on the bluestone road he had stepped on countless times and said goodbye to the past forever.

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"In fact, Xiang'er's age should have been married a long time ago."

Song Jing took a walk in the imperial garden and occasionally stopped to enjoy the lotus root blooming in the pond.

"You probably don't know the reason," he folded the fan and tapped his jaw. "My father said that he was reluctant to marry her, but the daughters in the world are always going to get married, not to mention the dignified Princess Daji, do you want to be an old girl?"

"I have always thought that the emperor was afraid of the left prime minister and the king of Yi, so he kept Princess Xiang again and again." Han Ruxu looked around and whispered.

Song Jing nodded: "Of course, my father also considered what you said, but the most fundamental problem is not this. If you are worried that the princess's marriage is easy to be used by others, it is not impossible to marry someone who is hostile to King Yi in the court. It's just that on the day of Xiang'er and Zhu, my father asked someone to divine for her..."

Han Ruqi was shocked and shouted out: "Your Majesty, please..."

"It's very surprised that the father, who ordered the prohibition of witchcraft and divination, actually asked someone to divine for his daughter," Song Jing brushed the stone fence by the pool with one hand. "My father is just afraid, but he doesn't really believe it."

"What did the warlock get?"

"Xiang'er's eight characters are too strong, and she was born with Kefu."

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Countless how many times he came to the door, Zuo Sixian finally walked into the hall. Seeing that his granddaughter and guests did not notice him, he clenched his fist and coughed. Ah, grandpa," Song Xiang looked up and quickly trotted over with a smile, holding his grandfather's arm. "Grandpa, come on, I find that it's really not bitter at all to drink Yueqianhua after drinking the carved beam!"

"Real? Xiang'er really has a way." Zuo Sixian perfunctorily held his little granddaughter, watching Wei Tanyi calmly put down the tea pot in his hand and salute to himself.

Song Xiang is still chattering: "And oh, Grandpa, this beauty has a sweet fragrance. It's comfortable to drink, and you don't drink..." "Xiang'er, go down first. Grandpa and Mr. Wei have something to talk about." Zuo Sixian interrupted her with his hand.

When the pouting princess retreated to the backyard, the smile on Wei Tanyi's face deepened, and she was still respectful: "I don't know what the prime minister has to tell you?"

Zuo Sixian patted him on the shoulder with a kind smile: "Don't stand and talk. Come and sit down. I also want to taste the beauty of Mr. Wei."

"Yes." Wei Tanyi did not show any inappropriateness. He sat down after him and continued to stir the tea foam in the bowl.

While looking at his skillful movements, Zuo Sixian's face was kind: "I haven't drunk tea so leisurely for a long time. It is said that Mr. Wei is not only proficient in antique appreciation, but also very good at tea art. It's really better to see him."

Wei Tanyi raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Master, I'm flattered."

"I think Xiang'er seems to get along well with Mr. Wei," Zuo Sixian touched a goat beard and said, "The child is not in good health, and he doesn't have anyone to talk to. It's rare to see her so happy."

Under understanding what he was thinking, Wei Tanyi did not smile or answer.

"Master, the tea is ready."