Chapter 221: The Heavens Turn Upside Down, the Earth Turns Turned (1)

The freshness of the plants and trees, the dark fragrance of the flowers and leaves, are washed by the endless spring water, and they are refreshing.

I reached out and took a drop of rootless spring water: "Which one?" ”

He never shied away from taboos: "That's it." ”

I lamented and sighed like a resentful woman: "Alas, I haven't seen him for two days, where did 'that matter' come from?" ”

"Oh?" His handsome eyebrows twisted, like two twisting and pinching caterpillars, "I heard my father say, Xiaobai is ...... in the study" He grinned, revealing a mouth full of white teeth shining, "Private, hidden, male, pet!" ”

I smiled: "Senior Brother Jiu, don't worry, I picked that male pet for him, didn't your father praise him for his small appearance?" ”

When he arrived, Senior Brother Nine became a wooden man, and he could only shake his head in a daze.

I laughed heartily: "I'll call you another day to see, you haven't seen it, alas, it's really nice to be small-looking!" ”

The wooden man waited for petrification, stiff and motionless.

I happily spread out the plain fan, and the whirring fan blew my hair straight up to the sky!

Hey, where are the resentful women?

I'm still the lively and joyful Ye Rong!

The oblique wind and drizzle, the falling flowers came with condensation water vapor, I involuntarily raised my head, and when I landed, the heart lake set off a thousand sails and waves, and all kinds of waves-

The corridor here, few people come, this time, the wall actually stood out of thin air, this person is wearing a heavy robe, wearing a wide-brimmed hat, can not see the figure clearly, can not distinguish the appearance, at first glance, like a man who does strength work on a rainy day, however, this person actually climbed the courtyard wall of the Qin Palace, I am afraid that this "strength work" is......

"There are assassins!" Like a pearl splashing down, my voice pierces the spring rain crisply and crisply.

"Who's coming?" Senior Brother Nine jumped up suddenly, his misty peach blossom eyes exuding a sword-like aura.

The man's slender fingers cut through the diffuse mist, and tapped his lips like dragonflies touching water, making a "silence" shape.

Suddenly, the waterlogged bluestone ground splashed with water flowers, and the ninth senior brother rushed into the dense rain.

The pearls are shining with colorful brilliance, coming all over the sky, and the person is like a butterfly wings flying, falling lightly, spinning up a thousand pear blossoms and drifting.

"What are you doing?" Senior Brother Nine grabbed the man's arm and asked in a low voice.

Hurriedly stepping lightly on the fallen pear flower, the man did not answer, but hurried to the bottom of the porch, and carefully bent down, as if he had let go of the treasure in his heart.

The spring rain flies obliquely, like a light curtain in the embroidery room, as soon as the light and shadow pass, there is already a little doll in rough clothes under the corridor, four or five years old, and the fat face is like a white and tender meat bun.

This...... This......

"Rong'er." As soon as he lifted his hat, a thin layer of water vapor stained his handsome cheeks, like a hazy halo of moonlight.

I wondered, "Senior brother, did you jump off the wall when you went home?" ”

He was dressed in a short coat and coarse clothes, standing proudly on a fragrant rainy day in early spring, smiling like a snow-like pear blossom swaying in the rain, beautiful, but desolate.

Pointing at the little doll, I smiled and asked, "Senior brother, are your illegitimate children so old?" ”

There are many wooden people under the corridor, "I...... I ......"

Giggle!

The little doll sat quietly under the porch, her posture was upright and elegant, her little skin was white and tender, her eyebrows and eyes were handsome and delicate, alas, she didn't know how many good girls she had harmed when she grew up!

I happily pinched his pink face, "Come, tell my sister, where are you from?" ”

"Smack", the little doll slapped my hand away and shouted in a milky voice: "Bold! ”