Chapter 133: The Lie of Discord
Chu Meng cried for a while, and looked at Huan Jun with drunken eyes: "Don't talk about those boring old things." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info I came today to celebrate Xie Fuxuan's poisoning, and my grievances with Sima Xi are long and in the past, so it's hard to say. Don't let Sima Xi, the old fox, sweep away his interest, and pay tribute to Gongzi Huan again in his first dream. β
Chu Meng swayed and stood up, but the waiter picked up the delicate and weak pretending to be drunk, and fell back into Huan Jie's arms softly, and said with a smile: "Chu Meng is useless, how did you get drunk so quickly." β
The red candlelight reflected the drunken face of the first dream, but Huan Jie raised his hand to feast for her, held it up in front of her, and the first dream smiled lightly and drank it all again.
"Now Huan can be regarded as knowing, why Xie Fuxuan is so favored by you, with such a posture, which man in the world can resist it?"
"The first dream doesn't want men in the world, as long as Huan Gongzi. Chu Meng smiled, "It's a pity, Wang Xie Shijia only slandered Xie Fuxuan, that Wang Suzhi is still at ease in the north, although now I heard that he is seriously injured, but he is brave and good at fighting, he will recover in the future, and his achievements are unknown. β
"You little woman, your ambition is greater than my Huan Du, Xie Fuxuan almost died in your hands, and you are not satisfied?"
"In the end, Xie Fuxuan didn't die, and I don't know if the porcelain bottle and arrow poison wood you gave me were too weak, or the medical skills of those old things were too clever, and they actually dragged him back from the ghost gate. β
Huan Ji chuckled: "Xie Fuxuan is just a small test, if you want to achieve great things, you need to have a long-term vision." β
"That'...... What about that Wang Suzhi, do you have a chance to bring him down?"
"Wang Suzhi's sky is far away, look at the eyes, you are in Wuyi Lane, Xie An, Wang Dao and you are at your fingertips, so why bother with Wang Suzhi. β
"Xie An and Director Wang...... That pair of old things, the first dream has no interest. Although Chu Meng pretended to be drunk, he was sensitive in his heart, and Huan Jun diverted Wang Suzhi's topic twice, which should not be as simple as a coincidence. It's only three things, and it's easy to show traces if he asks again, so he pours wine for him and sighs, "Now after Xie Fuxuan's poisoning, although I think I've done it seamlessly, but in the end it's too coincidental with the previous detective case, Chu Meng is now completely untenable in the mansion, and there is a pair of eyes staring at every move, Xie An and Wang Dao are very cautious on weekdays, and now they can't do it by Chu Meng alone." Alas, it's all annoyance to talk too much, come, Master Huan, drink! I have the ability to come to have fun tonight, how can I talk about these troubles again, Gongzi Huan accompanies Chu Meng without getting drunk and not returning!"
The two drank a few jars of bamboo leaves, and the first dream became more and more interested, and called Huan Du to order someone to open a few jars of jujube wine, and Huan Du's wine power was not bad, except for adding more fascination to Tao Ran, there was no chaos, and a competition for wine was secretly unfolded between the two.
Huan Ji blushed and asked Chu Meng with a smile: "What did you say about your grievances with Sima Xi before?"
The first dream was very lucid, but if the lie was heavy, it was inevitable that it would be easy to show timidity, so he had an idea and began to cry.
"What's going on?" Huan Ji hurriedly coaxed.
"I said don't mention him, why do you still mention him......" Chu Meng gently tugged at Huan Jie's shirt and said while crying, "Do you know, why I don't want to go back?"
"Don't dare to make a mistake if the assassination fails?"
"If only it were that simple. It's easier and easier to die than to go back. Don't ask, please. β
"What the hell is going on?" Huan Jie was even more anxious, and he was in the middle of his first dream.
"If you don't ask, why do you have to ask, the first dream finally changed his face and became a new person, but he tried his best to forget about it. β
"What the hell is going on?"
Chu Meng raised Chu Chu's pitiful eyes: "Then you promise me, if...... No, I can't say, for if I do, you'll be disgusted with me. β
"Absolutely not, you should say it quickly!"
Sima Xi ...... Sima Xita...... Almost made me ......" Chu Meng said and buried his face in Huan Jie's chest and cried, leaving Huan Yi alone with a dazed and incredulous face, before he could react, Chu Meng came to add details, "I know, no one believes such a thing, but ...... When I was young, I only thought that he loved me, but as I grew up, I realized that he had ill intentions towards me, and he always coaxed me to say that I looked just like his deceased wife...... ...... that night, "The first dream stopped talking, and then threw himself into Huan Jun's arms and cried, but he was amused by his acting skills in his heart, and he laughed secretly.
"Gongzi Huan, you won't dislike the first dream, right? Although he is wrong, but in the end, he didn't succeed, let the first dream escape, Gongzi Huan, do you want to believe the first dream!"
Huan Ji said dryly: "This matter ...... I didn't expect it. β
"Sima Xi, that old fox, has done a lot of evil, Master Huan, you have to be the master of the first dream!"
"Ah...... Good ......"
"The first dream has lived in the world for 20 years, with ups and downs, and he has never been devoted to Xie Fuxuan, but he has been merry and has always abandoned ...... The first dream is really longing for love...... Master Huan, spend a full moon tonight, can you give Chu Meng, a lonely person, a deep affection...... It is also so that when the first dream is recalled, you can still sleep peacefully with your thoughts......"
Chu Meng's palm slowly stroked Huan Jie's chest, along his neck, and gently brushed the broken whiskers on his face. Chu Meng's eyes were very emotional when he looked at Huan Jie, and he stared for a moment, then slowly raised his face and leaned towards Huan Jie's lips.
She had manju sawa powder in her sleeve, and when she raised her head in front of his face, she made him faint until dawn.
"It's going to be waterβit's going to be water-"
I only heard the sound of agitation outside the house in an instant, and several handymen came to knock on the door of each private room one by one, and the fire was in a hurry.
Huan got up suddenly, the powder in his sleeves almost shook off, and Chu Meng hurriedly put away the hem of his sleeves, pretending to be confused.
"There's water in the backyard below, and the fire is so fierce!" The handyman knocked on the door of Huan Ji's room and helped to help Chu Meng, "Hurry up, Miss Childe quickly follow me!"
Huan Ji stepped forward and rushed out, ignoring the first dream behind him, the first dream was cold and didn't feel it, she didn't have hope for Huan Ji, just playing on the spot, but this little handyman carrying him under him, but there was an indescribable sense of closeness.
After all, she couldn't hold back, stretched out and pulled the little beard of the miscellaneous servant, and was able to easily pull the next one, and then saw that the little miscellaneous servant who was pulled the beard was not surprised, and squeezed her eyebrows, the playful temperament between the eyebrows and eyes was actually Richim!