"But I'm going to leave the city! I must say goodbye to the White Emperor!"

A crisp voice sounded, listening to the timbre should be a young man of the age of a dancing spoon (13~15 years old), but its delicate tone makes people wonder about the gender of the owner of this voice. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When everyone in the room held their breath, no one noticed that Meng Zhen, who had always been the most silent, actually stiffened his back, and his shaved young face became more and more serious.

Regardless of whether the seal was stiff or not, the owner of the voice had already broken through the door. Against the light king's eyebrows, he saw that the figure who came in was thin and weak, smaller than the average child, and he was dressed in a dark green coat, which swept in like a storm without hesitation.

Lu Zhan was originally the sister-in-law of Fan Yang Lu's family, and the house he arranged was also set up according to his own house. The place where he had a secret discussion with Wang Mei and the others at this time was in the backyard study of the White Emperor's Mansion.

The rudeness of the owner of this voice made Lu Zhan's brows instantly knot. But he is not Zheng Mo after all, he will not directly seal the door with a sword and drink the other party back, nor is it Wang Mei, as long as his face is condensed, the temperature in the room will plummet.

Lu Zhan has his own way of dealing with it, he sat upright, casually adding water to the bitter tea cooked in a small red clay stove, his face was the usual gentleman's style, and the words that came out of his mouth were directed at the waiter who was chasing after him:

"Go to the torture chamber and receive a hundred lashes. ”

"Your Majesty......" The waiter shook his legs and feet, and then knelt down.

The so-called 100 whips in the torture chamber are the real 100 steel whips. Not to mention that it is just a waiter who has no cultivation, even if it is a cultivator, he will be bedridden for three months after being beaten with a hundred lashes. A mortal with a hundred lashes is tantamount to being beaten to death.

"How can the White Emperor punish innocent people for no reason......?

The young man who came in hurriedly spoke up at this time, and Wang Mei saw the appearance of this young man clearly, a pair of willow eyebrows that were worried before speaking, a pair of Yingying autumn water that wanted to say goodbye, and the beautiful nose on the white face showed a little delicate.

If it weren't for the obvious Adam's apple in his throat, Wang Mei would almost think that the young city lord who came in was a female lady.

"The young city lord doesn't need to say much, this slave is too arrogant, thinking that the emperor can do whatever he wants if he gives him a little thin noodles on weekdays, and the study room in my inner courtyard is also a slave of him to set foot at will?"

Xuan Wuwu's original words choked, and his cheeks instantly turned red. Even stepping on it will be killed with a cane, and it is obviously extremely undesirable for someone to break in without notice like this.

His eyes were instantly filled with tears, and his rosy lips trembled, and two lines of tears fell. But he had always been kind, bit his lower lip, and said the unfinished words anyway:

"It's carefree and reckless, and he broke into the inner courtyard of the White Emperor in a hurry, and it really has nothing to do with this slave......"

"Young Lord Akagi doesn't need to say much, the things decided by this emperor will not change. ”

Who knows, Lu Zhan, who has always been good-tempered, is extremely resolute this time. Xuan Wuwu's big eyes looked helplessly at the other people present, trying to find even a trace of disapproval on the faces of others.

But when he looked at it one by one, he saw that there was no sense of inappropriateness on the faces of the few people present, and he was about to say something more, when suddenly, the sorrow on his face turned to consternation, and then to surprise.

"Brother Meng!!You're right here?!"

He let out a sound of surprise, and the lotus step moved lightly, like a milk swallow returning to the nest, and pounced in the direction where Meng Seal was.

And the relative Xuan Wuwu cried with joy, and Meng Zhu's face was obviously even more ugly. His body moved slightly, and Xuan Wuwu pounced into the air, but he didn't care at all, but looked happy:

"Brother Meng! Don't worry about hearing that you are leaving the city......"

"Don't come unharmed, the young city lord. ”

Meng Zhan opened his mouth coldly, but his ten fingers hurt unconsciously.

"Brother Meng is still blaming Wuwu...... "Xuan Wuwu's tears were hazy again, but this time, his Chu Chu temperament became more and more pitiful.

As soon as he rolled his eyes, he saw Wang Mei, who had been kneeling in the first place, and somehow, a wave of jealousy filled his heart, and he looked at Meng Zhen with a trembling voice, and accused:

"Could it be that you have been married in a few months?!"

"Poof......

Zheng Mo just drank a sip of tea and squirted out, not that he didn't want to care about his demeanor, but this guess was too unbelievable, Wang Qiqi and Meng Zhen, how could they not be contacted together, okay?

Even if Wang Mei wants to marry, he will not marry a Han clan, at least if he is a family like the Zheng family in Xingyang!

Rao is Wang Mei was calm, and at this time, he also looked at Xuan Wuwu, whose imagination was too rich, with a slight astonishment. Does marrying a wife mean yourself?

Wang Mei blinked, looked at Meng Zhu with an embarrassed face, and just wanted to say something, Xuan Wuwu spoke again:

"Don't talk! I only listen to Brother Meng! Brother Meng, you say, have you already married someone else?"

Wang Mei frowned this time, although she didn't like the goodness of Longyang in her heart, but under the atmosphere of Jiankang Duo bewitching Xiaolang, it was not unacceptable.

But if the other party insists on identifying himself as his rival in love, Wang Mei is still quite resistant in his heart. So, her voice instantly became cold, and she didn't look at Meng Zhen, and said:

"Ah Zhen, you can solve it yourself. ”

"Ah Zhan, we'll discuss the matter later. She smiled at Lu Zhan, and then got up as usual, and when she passed by Meng Zhan, she walked by without a trace, leaving only a corner of Xuan Wuwu's skirt and a thin back.

"Brother Meng......" Xuan Wuwu's beautiful eyes quickly turned back to Meng Zhan's face again, but he only saw Meng Zhu's ashamed face. He clutched the hem of his deep coat tightly, his face hurt.

No matter how entangled Meng Zhen and Xuan Wuwu were, Wang Mei took two deep breaths when he came out of Lu Zhan's study to calm his frightened heart.

A man like Xuan Wuwu who "chases her husband" is really an eye-opener for her. It's just that the matter they discussed before has not come to an end, so they were disturbed by Xuan Wuwu, and after all, Wang Mei still accumulated a little depression in his heart.

She paced slowly along the courtyard wall of the White Emperor's Mansion, trying to further understand her previous plans and the advantages and disadvantages of friend and foe.

Xianyinyin suddenly spoke at this time:

"Wang Mei, I have something to say to you. ”

Hearing the sound of fairy sound, Wang Mei looked around, only to see that a corridor happened to be arranged in front of him, and at the end of the corridor, there was a four-corner pavilion. As she walked forward, she said to Xianyin in her divine sense:

"Listen up. ”

"There's something wrong with the anaconda. ”

Xianyinyin's words made Wang Mei's heart move, could it be that she was so violent and untamable from time to time, it was because of the wind snake? Could it be that Fengyunge's residual consciousness? After all, Fengyunge had used the same spell before, trying to affect her consciousness.

is different from being wary of Fengyun Song, because she signed a contract with Fengyunge, Wang Mei is a little less wary of her, but she has always ignored one point, after devouring Fengyunge, Fengyunge's soul mark is different from before.