Qing Pingle

Don't come to the spring half,

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The fall of the brick plum is like snow,

It's still full.

There is no evidence for the news of the wild goose,

The dream of returning to the road is difficult to come true.

Away from hatred is just like spring grass,

Go further and live.

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"Cousin, last time, you gave me a pink lace and jade sweat scarf. Cousin, I also have a gift in return. Lu Yifeng smiled casually and handed Jiaojiao the Japanese Japanese-style folding fan he carried closely.

"Thank you, cousin." Jiaojiao happily took the fan and looked left and right, opened and closed, like a girl who had just received a gift and was excited and didn't know how to deal with herself.

"Then, cousin, I'm leaving, see you next time." Lu Yifeng smiled slightly.

"Goodbye, cousin." After all, it is at the small gate of Duanwang's Mansion, no matter how arrogant he is, he doesn't dare to do anything.

Jiaojiao is happy that her eyes are full of brightness, her eyes are full of the Milky Way, and she is surrounded by the breath of happiness, no wonder it is said that women who are in love are the most beautiful. Let's take the yin and supplement the yang.

She looked left and right, up and down, no matter how she looked at this fan, it was simply the most different fan in the world.

She happily pushed open the door of the Ziyang Pavilion, and as soon as she pushed the door open, she seemed to feel that the aura around her was a little cold.

What's going on, ice and fire.

Her joy was not disturbed.

"Jiaojiao, what's the matter, so happy?" Duanmu Jin's voice was very gentle, like a catkins gently brushing her cheeks in March, like a kiss from her mother.

Jiaojiao was surprised that the Japanese Japanese folding fan in her hand did not hold it firmly and fell to the ground.

"Bang", very crisp' iron cavalry highlighted the sound of knives and guns, and the big beads and small beads fell on the jade plate. ’

Duanmu Jin looked at her very gently, like her dearest husband.

No, this is not very appropriate, it should be said: the cat has caught the mouse, but it is a serious plan to let it go, as a result, the mouse did not run a few steps, the cat's paws stretched, pressed on the mouse's body, back and forth to watch the mouse dying and struggling.

It can also be said that during the war, when the army was being drafted, a poor man who did not want to be drafted begged the officer, and the officer agreed, and as a result, when he turned to leave, the officer gave him a shot and sent him to the western heaven.

Jiaojiao, just like that, her nerves were fragile and paralyzed on the ground.

Duanmu Jin stroked the Persian cat, and whispered to the cat in a coaxing voice: "Look at your master's little bit of talent, it's really useless." ”

"Guang, go and ask the princess to gather at Qiu Chu Pavilion." Duanmu Jin lazily raised the corner of his eyes: "It's time to close the net." ”

"What's going on? Princess. Wu Yingtao asked Shangguan Qiu almost closely.

Shangguan Qiu frowned: "I don't know very well, just go and see." ”

But there are waves in my heart: It can't be the case of Jiaojiao's side concubine, it's not so coincidental, it's only a few days? She shook her head in disbelief.

Duanmu Jin smiled, and the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes: "Princess, you're here." ”

Oh my mother, I'm really a delicate concubine.

Look at the usually proud and inviolable woman like a fox, now she is like a tiger falling into Pingyang and being bullied by dogs, slumped up and down on the ground, and there is a Japanese Japanese-style folding fan beside her.

It's familiar. Shangguan Qiu said with a toothache.

"Lord Wang, but what happened?" Shangguan Qiu pursed the corners of his lips.

"Wait, wait, what's the show?" Duanmu Jin's hand smoothed the hair of the Persian cat one by one, graceful and luxurious, it really looked like a nobleman wanted to watch a play!

It's just that this is not a play, but a real person.

"Let go of me, you let go of me. Who are you? A man's voice came from far and near.

"Look, the show is on." Duanmu Jin blinked his eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

"Cousin." Jiaojiao, who had just lost her soul, heard the man's voice, and suddenly came back to her senses: "Why did you arrest your cousin, what is the matter with your cousin, please let him go, beg the prince to let him go." “

"Cousin, cousin, what's going on, what's going on?" Lu Yifeng cried a handful of snot and tears, completely in the clouds and rain.

Shangguan Qiu felt that he was very sleepy, what was going on with this delicate cousin, as if he didn't know anything.

Which play is this play?

"Lord Wang, one person does things and one person is in charge, I seduce my cousin, it's not my cousin's business, I beg the prince to let my cousin go." Jiaojiao knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.

"Bang bang bang" I don't know why, at this time, Shangguan Qiu remembered a ghost story he had watched before: a hanged ghost, from then on, he walked, with his head on the ground, so the sound he made was 'bang bang bang'.

Shangguan Qiu thought of this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he rolled his eyes, admiring his super unlimited imagination.

It was probably Jiaojiao's 'bang-bang' kowtow that snorted Lu Yifeng's nerves.

I saw his eyes like fire: "Lord Wang, Jiaojiao and I are true love, please let her go and fulfill us." ”

Those who sat and those who stood all fell to the ground in horror.

What did they hear just now, they plucked out their ears, there was too much dust, please say it again.

"Lord Wang, please fulfill us." Lu Yifeng probably disliked that the peanut oil poured on the fire was not strong enough, so he sprayed a little more gasoline.

Wonderful, wonderful, the leader of the strange world of red fruits, we mortals really have eyes and don't know Mount Tai!

"You want me to 'fulfill' you!" It's an exclamation.

"Yes." A strange and affirmative answer.

Shangguan Qiu was drenched in a cold sweat: "It won't be a soaking pig cage, right?" This is a rhetorical question.

She thought of the fate of the adultery of ancient women she had seen in books before—immersing in pig cages.

"You see, I don't want to fulfill you." Duanmu Jin spread his hands: "Just like the princess's wish." ”

What's my business! Shangguan Qiu's eyes were prominent, full of question marks.

"I won't let you go, I will never let you go, Shangguan Autumn, I won't let you go if I'm a ghost!" Jiaojiao opened her teeth and claws to pounce on Shangguan Qiu, but fortunately was stopped.

"Shut your mouth." Mama Gui commanded with great experience.

Shangguan couldn't come to his senses in the middle of the autumn.

I killed the delicate side concubine, is it possible to be swollen. Listening to Duanmu Jin's tone, he would definitely not spare her.

However, call you cheap.

Shangguan Qiu knelt on the ground with self-reproach: "I still hope that the prince will cure me for the sin of not being strict with my housekeeper." ”

"What's your business!" Duanmu Jin helped Shangguan Qiu up like a gentle drizzle: "Everything is Jiaojiao's own fault." ”