Yu Mo and his entourage walked into the Yu family ancestral hall, because Yan Hui was a female dependent, so they could only wait outside the door with the King of Fengshan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Do you want to have some fun?" As soon as Ember left, the inferior nature of King Fengshan's "big feminism" was undoubtedly exposed.

Fun? Yan Hui looked at the King of Fengshan who looked frank in front of him, but suddenly had a bad premonition.

And in the ancestral hall where the candles were lit and it was still a little dim, Yu Zhuliu held the incense bundle and bowed twice to his mother's rank, and waited until the incense was firmly inserted, and then looked at his second uncle.

Ember had a face that was not much different from Yu Yuandao, but she looked like a little daughter-in-law who was angry, how awkward it looked.

Seeing that Yu Zhuliu had been staring at him, Ember suddenly lowered his head and became at a loss.

"Drift nephew, but the makeup on my face is off? Why do you keep looking at me like this? ”

Seeing Ember rummaging through the mirror powder in the purse on his waist, ready to touch up his makeup, Yu Zhuliu suddenly got goosebumps.

What kind of place is it in the Southern Regions to raise a good eight-foot man to look like this?

He thought that Yu Yuandao was not dead, so he pretended to be like this, but now that he thinks about it, he is really crazy to think like that.

"Two... Uncle? Yu Zhuliu really didn't know whether to call him Second Uncle Ember or "Second Aunt" more appropriately.

simply came out of sight and out of mind, "I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." ”

When the open door closed again, Ember put away the fine powder in his purse, and he didn't see any movement, but the cowering and cowardly face changed in an instant.

This is Yu Yuandao, an auxiliary general who has never been defeated on the battlefield like an eagle falcon.

Yu Yuandao waved his arms and moved his face, he hadn't shown his true face like this for a long time, in the past three years in the Southern Regions, he pretended to be a cowardly little daughter-in-law all day long, but it was more tiring than more than ten years of battle.

"How do you feel when you come back this time?"

"It's intuition upside down." Yu Yuandao couldn't help but sigh for a while.

"I really didn't expect that he who loved prostitutes singing music at the beginning is now a marquis of Xia Shangtang."

"Yes...... "If there was no Yan Hui, there would be no Wanhu Hou Yu today, but what surprised him the most was the subordinate in front of him who was also a teacher and friend.

"I didn't expect that the former general of the auxiliary country would become the beloved concubine of the King of Fengshan, and even scattered the harem for it, and rushed all the way from the Southern Regions to Xia Shang."

This kind of ridicule really doesn't seem like Yu Mo, who I know, can say, it seems that in the past three years, he has become more than a streamer.

"Fengshan this person, strong in martial arts, strategic, seems to be affectionate, but in fact she is a ruthless person, she is nominally taking me back to Xia Shang to find relatives, but she must have other important things to do when she came to Xia Shang, before she came to Xia Shang, she had been to the sacrificial tower in the imperial capital of the Southern Regions, I think, she came to Xia Shang for the same reason as when she was a young priest."

Yu Yuandao said and looked at Yu Mo, "The young sacrifice is still in Kyoto?" ”

"She has been in Xia Shang for three years, but she suddenly left Kyoto five days ago, but she seems to have returned to the Southern Regions, but she changed her route to Tanglin halfway." Tanglin is also the place where Yanhui once stayed.

"You've been in the Southern Regions for three years, but you've found a high priest who is a mystery about the origin of the Southern Regions?"

"King Fengshan once vomited drunken words, saying that the high priest is a fox demon who has lived for a thousand years, although this is a joke, but I think it is very likely to be true."

Yu Yuandao stood there and told those words that were like a fool's dream.

"Just like King Fengshan, she seems to be only in her twenties, but there is a face in her harem who is nearly fifty years old, according to him, when he met King Fengshan, she was what she is now."

"The Southern Regions are good at raising Gu worms, and the Gu raised by the royal family in the body was given by the high priest in the sacrificial tower, so I once thought that the words of the "thousand-year-old fox demon" said by the King of Fengshan were very likely to be true. ”

Yu Mo looked at the incense bunch inserted in front of the ranking, and said nothing, if she hadn't seen the severity of Yan Hui's injuries, I am afraid that Yu Yuandao would not believe what he said.

He felt that there were thousands of inextricable relationships torn into a big net in front of him, and behind the silk threads, there was always a faint shadow of Yan Hui.

Although there is no evidence, he just thinks that all this is related to Yan Hui.

And when Yan Hui was speculated, she was walking on the most famous flower street in Xia Shang.

This flower street is located in the north of the Jinsha River, adjacent to Yutang Street, although Yutang Street is already very lively during the day, but compared with the flower street at night, it is far worse.

There are not only the famous Oiran thin horses here, but also the powder-faced men in the Chu Pavilion.

Even if women are respected in the Southern Regions, King Fengshan is still a woman in the final analysis, so she can only bring Yan back to the place where the men are served.

This is the first time Yan Hui has come to this kind of place, and I thought that all I saw were some restricted scenes, but who knows, this painting style is a little strange.

There is no enthusiastic bustard, and there is no sweet and greasy "uncle", there is just an elegant son who sits upright and strokes the piano, or plays the flute by the window.

The white clothes are fluttering, and the clothes are in the wind, which looks like a men's Chu Museum, which is clearly opening the album of beautiful men in ancient costumes.

Why didn't she know that there was such a good place hidden in this capital?

"What does Yan Hui think of here?" King Fengshan shook the folding fan and let her be a woman, but she looked more chic and dignified than a man.

"It looks very elegant here." No, it's far from the imaginary place of fun.

"If you talk about elegance, it's not as good as Yan Hui for half a point."

Yan Hui wore an apricot white skirt today, with a single braid on her chest full of green silk, although the clothes were simple, but they were more beautiful and refined than Xiaohe in the early morning.

"Fengshan Wang Miao praised."

King Fengshan laughed when he heard this, "Coming to this kind of place, according to your temperament, that's not good." ”

As soon as King Fengshan shook his sleeves, he saw a few yellow gold bars falling to the ground.

Yan Hui secretly said that the king of Fengshan is a veteran of wind and snow, and as soon as this gold bar comes out, even those sons who are dustless under their eyes are shining with golden light in their eyes, and three or four sons will come around after only a while.

King Fengshan took two of them with outstanding appearances, "The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, I will laugh at these two, and the rest of them, Miss Yan is not polite." ”

King Fengshan walked up to the second floor with a smile, and did not forget to tell a few people on the side to greet Yan Hui well.

Yan looked back at the sons who came over, and suddenly laughed, this posture is not as eye-catching as the two people in her family, how can she let herself have a spring night!