Chapter 188: A Vinegar Jar

She had originally planned to beg the man to let the five of them out of the palace to make a living when the time came, but now it seemed that this plan could not be implemented. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The last time Ren Rufeng brought her to the wedding, the palace gate she walked through was very remote, and the guards were not strict, as long as it was okay to climb the wall, she felt that she was sure to escape.

She was sure that the garden she went to at that time was the Imperial Garden, and she walked around Xiao Yumei during the day, although she didn't see it in detail, but she had roughly figured out where the small gate was at that time.

As long as she reached the small door, she would be able to find the right path and escape from this hellish place.

It's a pity, she really underestimated those secret guards, and the most important thing is that she really underestimated Hua Muhan's IQ and scheming.

Just when she climbed over a wall and lowered her eyes to see Zimu, Chenyan, and Zhao Fei squatting below and waiting for the rabbit, the stunned look on her face was really wonderful.

She kept silent and obediently followed them in the alleys of the Dao Dao Palace.

Zimu doesn't speak, and Zhao Fei doesn't speak, but the only thing that has a lot of mouth and a lot of tongue is dust and smoke.

"Tell me about you, isn't this asking for hardship and self-defeating! Just your little cautious eye, you have already been seen through by the master!"

"The reason why he has to spend so many days in a row and will take time to accompany you for a while is because he has seen through your little abacus and wants to warm your heart!"

"In the middle of the night, even if you are not sleepy, the three of us are still sleepy! Let me tell you, with your tossing method, it is not good to designate tonight!"

"How can you be honest now? If you have the ability to escape, the three of us will not let you step out of this palace gate even if we doze off barefoot!"

Three said two words, it has arrived outside the Yangyuan Palace.

Changting was aggrieved, and at the moment when Chenyan reached out to push the door, she turned around suddenly, and pitifully grabbed Zimu's arm, looking extremely sad.

"Senior brother, you can't be so ruthless, right? I'm your only junior sister!" she sniffed, but unfortunately she couldn't shed tears.

"Don't worry, tomorrow I will let Old Man Ren accept Su Su and Qingqing as apprentices, and add two junior sisters to Zimu and An Lan who are more obedient than you. Dusty pushed her back impatiently, and she carried Xiao Feibai into the hall with her head in her arms.

"You owe a beating, do you?!scare my brother again...... Scared ......" glancing at the depressed man on the large seat behind the table, she paused.

Hua Muhan was only wearing a white silk robe, and his black hair was scattered, obviously waking up from his sleep.

He sat there, staring coldly at the stubborn little face, not saying a word.

(Spring to Changmen spring grass green, Jiangmei some broken, not evenly opened.) The blue cloud cage grinds the jade into dust, leaves the dream, and breaks a spring. The flower shadow presses the door, the curtain spreads the light moon, and it is good dusk. In two years, he lost Dongjun three times, and he returned to spend this spring. Autumn sitting in the Jinzhang Pavilion, cloudy and daytime does not open. The smoke is clouded with rain, and Xiao Sa is looking forward to it. The puff is faint and bitter, and the heavy sorrow is urging. How can Qingqiu be comforted, and the white wine is full of my cup. Chanting the wind music, this person has turned to ashes. Drink alone and talk about self-encouragement, who is expensive and talented. Playing the sword Xie Gongzi, there is no fish to be sad about. The bitter rain thinks about the day, and the clouds are rolling. Ji Qi and heaven and man, yin and yang are arrogant. The autumn rain drama collapsed into the well, and the fog was overwhelming. The goose is chirping, and the phoenix is light and greasy. The curtain under the deep courtyard is full of people sleeping day and night, and the red roses stand the green plantains. Heartbreak. Chang Geng is angry, the group of thieves is rampant, and the rebellion is rampant. If you want to save the sky, you will wash the blood of the original anointment. Where are the two palaces, the plug wall is only separated by the Yangtze River, and the spit pot is empty and sad and lacking. Wanli wants to be in the sand, crying lonely Qingchuan with a long thin, and the carriage and horses go to leisure. If the flowing water is intentional, the twilight birds will return to each other. The deserted city is in the ancient crossing, and the sunset is full of autumn mountains. Coming back and retreating. The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor. The Shibu beach is noisy, and the two mountains are full of apes. If the white waves are rolled up in snow, the side feet are not allowed to be lifted. The fisherman and the boat man, who had already been mistaken by Chanjuan, wanted to put on makeup. Cheng'en is not in appearance, if the concubine is tolerant. The battlefield of a hundred battles is shattered in iron clothes, and the south of the city has been encircled. The warbler cries the swallow to report the New Year, and there are thousands of Longdui Road in Mayi. The family lives in the Hanyuan in the layered city, and the heart follows the bright moon to Hutian. When it opens, it looks like snow. It's like snow. Flowers are wonderful. The incense is not in the stamen, the incense is not in the calyx, and the bones are fragrant. Gao Crane is shocked by the autumn rhythm, and Qin Wu complains about the night. Leaving the house and giving up the same thoughts, the old days are blessed with gold. One mountain, two mountains. The mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke and water are cold, and the acacia maple leaf is dan. Chrysanthemums bloom, chrysanthemums remain. The goose flew high and the people did not return, and the curtain was idle. Heroes hate, ancient and modern tears, water flows. There is only a fishing rod and a bright moon, and a melon island. Before the rain, I saw the stamens between the flowers for the first time, and after the rain, there were no flowers in the leaves. The butterfly flew over the wall, but suspected that spring was in the neighbor's house. )

Chang Ting's heart was still full of anger, his little neck was stalked, and he had a heroic posture, holding Xiao Feibai without looking at him.

The two of them were silent, neither of them ready to give in first.

I don't know how long it took, suddenly, Chang Ting shivered, and saw the white silk robe floating towards the door of the hall like a ghost.

After Hua Muhan opened the door of the hall, he didn't know what to whisper to the people outside, and then walked back.

Moreover, when he returned, not only did he not close the door of the temple, but it was wide open.

Chang Ting didn't know why, but he didn't want to compromise in front of him.

I saw that there were only Chenyan and Zimu standing outside, and Chenyan was constantly glancing at her, the meaning was obvious, and she quickly admitted her mistake.

After she snorted coldly, not only did she not look at the man, but also neatly flicked the hem of her clothes, sat cross-legged on the ground, and covered Xiao Feibai with her sleeves, allowing it to continue to sleep peacefully.

The dust and smoke were so angry that he shook his sleeves fiercely and ignored her anymore.

Zi Mu also turned sideways and turned his back to the door.

Hua Muhan looked at her scoundrel appearance with a faint expression, thought slightly, and moved her gaze to the outside of the hall.

Chang Ting sat there cross-legged, and the more he sat down, the more furious his heart became.

What are you doing here? Arrest yourself, ignore yourself, and prepare to spend time with yourself until dawn?

Does it make sense to do that?

Isn't this the style of this cunning man?

She couldn't help but glance at her, stealing a glance.

His expression was indifferent, and he couldn't see his joy or anger......

Oh no, I can't see the joy and anger, it's just a sign of anger!

What is he going to do?

Changting couldn't sit still.

Just when she was hesitating whether to find a fault and talk to him, she only heard the hurried footsteps outside the door, and it seemed that many people were coming.

Just when she was curious and wanted to climb out to take a look, Zhao Fei walked in, looked at her with complicated eyes, and then bowed to the indifferent man and said, "Back to the emperor, everyone has brought." ”

Who?

Chang Ting was stunned.

Hua Muhan swept his wide sleeves and said in a light tone, "Kill." ”

Zhao Fei hesitated slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Yes." ”

(To be continued.) )