On the crowded street, the young man walked leisurely and his face seemed to be thoughtful.

"Childe, are we going to Chengde Winery??" asked Meng Fu Chi Ning.

The shopkeeper seems to be fully revealed, but in fact, there are not many usable places in those words, and now Chengde Distillery is the best place to start.

The young man's face was handsome, the corners of his mouth were hooked with a casual arc, his red lips opened slightly, and he said unhurriedly: "Fu'er can know Bai Xiaosheng." ”

As the number one killer of the Dark Pavilion, Meng Fu didn't know, but because of the image of a weak and unworldly girl now, she had to shake her head ignorantly: "Fu'er doesn't know." ”

Shen Qingyu was looking ahead, his eyes were deep: "Bai Xiaosheng is just a name, this person's family has a huge news network, and he knows everything in the world." ”

This person's surname is Yue, when she was in troubled times in her previous life, she had seen him a few times, and she had some friendship, but time had passed, and she had changed her face again, I am afraid that guy would have left her behind.

Meng Fu's face was full of exclamation: "So powerful?"

Shen Qingyu nodded, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Fu'er, you go to Chengde Winery to get some wine, and I'll wait for you at Penglai Teahouse." ”

Meng Fu was thoughtful, and from between the lines of her words, as well as the sudden change in her words, she could vaguely guess that she wanted to find this Bai Xiaosheng.

After all, it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that Bai Xiaosheng's gang often wanders in the Jingzhou area.

Suppressing the thoughts in her heart, she smiled unworldly: "Okay, slave and maid will go. ”

Seeing Meng Fu's figure drowning in the crowd, she turned around and walked in the direction of Penglai Teahouse.

Sheng Xiaohou's eyes dimmed, just now he judged from her mouth shape, didn't he say that he was going to Penglai Teahouse?

Wuzi shook his head, don't care about his mother, let's follow first, lest something happen to the sick beauty if he leaves his sight for a while.

The prosperity of Jingzhou is not inferior to Chang'an, which is why Shen Qingyu chose this place to open a winery.

All the way, along the banks of the moat, walked for about half an hour, a simple and simple tea stall came into view.

The old man in simple clothes was hunched up, busy between the stoves, picking and washing tea leaves, roasting tea, boiling tea, this process was all done by the old man himself.

So that you can smell a strong tea fragrance from a distance, this is a secluded place, not many people in Jingzhou know that there is this land.

In front of the old table and low chair sat a lazy young man, who supported his chin with one hand and boredomly put the peanuts on the plate into his mouth with the other.

Suddenly, the hanging afterglow caught a glimpse of a white figure, and when he raised his eyes, a young man with red lips and white teeth and a handsome face sat opposite him.

"Old man, come to a pot of hot tea. The young man's warm voice makes people feel as comfortable as a spring breeze.

"Howler. The old man smiled and responded.

The young man glanced at the person sitting opposite him with extreme displeasure, and lazily threw a peanut into the entrance: "There are so many places, why are you sitting here?"

Shen Qingyu looked at the person in front of him, this person had a pair of half-dreaming and half-awake eyes, seemingly careless, but in fact invisible, his delicate and fair face was as delicate as a shelled egg.

If you don't know the background of this person, I'm afraid you still think that it is a little boy who doesn't know the world, just rushing at this face, who would have thought that this guy is nearly forty years old?

Yuejingyu This guy is still the same as she was back then, but she has long been unrecognizable.

But now is not the time to lament the past.

Suppressing the surging thoughts, she said with a smile: "My son likes to sit here. ”

Yue Jingyu glanced at her, picked up her tea and peanuts and sat down in another place.

But no matter where he sits, the boy always followed him.

A touch of anger flashed under his eyes, Yuejingyu's face sank, seeing that the situation was not right, Shen Qingyu hurriedly smiled: "Why don't I invite my son to eat sugar gourds?"

Sugar gourd?Dusty memories flooded the world, and the world seemed to have become a purgatory in that year.

A woman in military uniform rode on horseback, with a heroic posture and thousands of graces, she comforted the war-torn people in Jingzhou City, and every word was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

It is precisely because of this that he will help her, reveal the whereabouts of the head of the Mo family, one of the eight major families, and secretly win over the head of the Mo family for her.

I remember that he was accidentally injured at that time, and she hated the bitterness of the medicine, so she actually made a sugar gourd to coax him to drink the medicine. unintentionally got along, and the two got along more and more, but it's a pity that she has already married a wife,

In order to restrain the feelings in his heart, he left quietly, and after the passage of time, when he knew, the woman who couldn't love had already died in the cold palace.

Now this sugar gourd is like an untouchable taboo in his heart.

His face became more and more somber, and his words contained a thousand coldness: "My son advises you, hurry up." ”

His temper is as bad as ever!, but this guy shouldn't push too hard, he has to take his time.

She shrugged her shoulders, turned around and sat down at the table next to him, and after drinking the tea, she glanced at someone who was drinking tea with her legs crossed like an uncle, and walked away in a hurry.

Now I'm afraid that more than half an hour has passed, if Meng Fu's girl didn't see her when she arrived at Penglai Teahouse, she might have to die in a hurry.

Fortunately, when she rushed to the door of Penglai Teahouse, she happened to meet Meng Fu who was carrying a wine jug.

Breathing a sigh of relief, she called with a smile: "Fu'er." ”

The sun is really shining, Meng Fu is carrying a wine jug in one hand, covering the sun with the other, his little face is full of hot sweat, and his languishing eyes light up when he hears the sound of the whisk.

Meng Fu responded and ran to meet him.

As soon as he arrived, Meng Fu's small mouth couldn't stop complaining: "The business of the Chengde Wine Shop is so good, the slave waited for more than half an hour to get the wine." ”

"It's been a hard work. She rubbed her fine hair.

The spoiling eyes slid straight into the bottom of her eyes, Meng Fu looked away unnaturally, and her ears were faintly hot, what the hell, she was actually shy by a woman............

Shen Qingyu didn't notice that her inadvertent little action actually made other people's hearts ripple, but pulled her into the teahouse, and her mind fell completely on what Meng Fu said.

This Chengde Distillery has been suppressed by the Yixing Distillery they opened here, and it stands to reason that the business is not much better, but now there are so many people waiting for more than half an hour.

She wanted to taste the wine of the water.

After the little two in the building were seated, Shen Qingyu ordered a few small stir-fried dishes at random.

"Fu'er, sit. ”

"You are the master, and the slave and the slave are the servant, so it is unreasonable. Meng Fu was flattered and waved his hand again and again.

Her brows furrowed almost invisibly, and she smiled warmly: "This is not Mofu, don't care about this." ”

Meng Fuyi refused, and saw that her little face sank, so she sat down obediently.

"That's good!" Shen Qingyu turned into a laugh.

Meng Fu glanced at her and didn't speak.

After taking the two cups, she took the pot and poured it full, and pushed one to Meng Fu: "Try it. ”

Knowing her temperament, Meng Fu was not dying, but obediently picked up the cup.

She smiled, then took a sip of her glass.

This is pear blossom brewing, the wine passes through the throat, the floral fragrance is rich, and for a moment, there is a faint fragrance of pear blossom between the mouths.

Her hand holding the wine cup stiffened slightly, and her face changed slightly, the taste of this wine was ..................

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