The two of them stepped forward to greet Yang Weng. Mu Fushu felt that the Wen family might have moved this time, because at a rough glance just now, the entire team was afraid that there were as many as three or five hundred people.

Yang Weng and San Lang supported the tightly wrapped person on the left and right. The man was petite, about 1.6 meters by sight. He was covered in fox fur and a snow hat on his head, and he couldn't even see his face.

Nini walked fast, smelled in front of Yang Weng, raised her head arrogantly and let out a "whoosh", and twisted her ass away. Xiao Xin's fart followed behind, and also walked to Yang Weng, "whoop", and followed Nini.

Yang Weng was stunned. San Lang explained that it was Nini's Langjun, Yang Weng laughed, and said to the little man next to him: "You believe that I didn't coax you now, right?" Not only Nini, but also its Langjun! ”

"I didn't say I didn't believe it~"

The idiom "sound is like heaven", Mu Fushu feels that it can be used in this woman's voice.

Her accent is "official dialect", that is, Shaanxi dialect, and her voice is mellow and crisp, which is really like a yellow warbler out of the valley. The speech is clear and clever, the speed of speech is slow and leisurely, and the last word is the end of the sound up, which makes people feel crispy and soft when they listen to it, like a small feather scratching and scratching in the heart, itching.

Mu Fushu was stunned, and the woman with a soft voice had already walked up to her, and took her in her arms, still in the dreamlike voice: "Auntie is so big~"

Who is this! Mu Fushu only felt that the woman's figure was plump, and it may be that she was wearing too many clothes, and when she hugged her into her arms, her head was resting on the woman's shoulder, and her little elbow touched the woman's bulging chest, well, it felt like at least DCUP! There is a nice aroma from the tip of the nose, lighter than gardenias, and more fragrant than orchids. In modern times, she has also used many perfumes, none of which have such a tranquil taste.

Most of the spices used by the ancients were homemade incense, which was used to smoke clothes and bed quilts, or made into sachets to wear with them, and there was no such thing as perfume. It's a pity that the art of making incense has been lost in modern times, and no one uses incense sachets and other things anymore. How can modern perfumes made of chemicals compare with these intricate and natural fragrances? It's a shame to think about.

In the midst of the gods, the woman had let go of her and removed the snow cap. Under the silver moonlight, a delicate face blooms like a flower: a heart-shaped face that can only be seen in comics or cartoons, willow leaves with curved eyebrows, large apricot eyes, long and curled eyelashes, a small nose like a hanging gall, and two thin lips like pink petals...... The face with the perfect combination of facial features was flawless, and the skin on her face was like a fine white jade in the moonlight, shining with a lustrous luster.

Mu Fushu's heart beat wildly: This woman's beauty can no longer be described in words, and the plastic surgery technology of the stick country will definitely not reach this level. Even "Luo Shen Fu" can only slightly describe this woman with seven or eight points.

Suddenly, a sentence appeared in Mu Fushu's mind: "The ice muscles are clear, the whole body is fragrant, and the shape is like a god, and everyone is stunned when they see it." ”

This is what Mu Fushu saw in the "History of Sui" to describe the eldest princess of Chang'an, and it is just right to use it here. Sure enough, she was "stunned when she saw a lot of Chinese and Western beauties", and she was stunned by the modern female men who had seen so many Chinese and Western beauties, not to mention these ancient turtles.

"Auntie, this is the eldest princess of Chang'an." Yang Weng saw that Mu Fu was stunned, and explained with a smile on the side.

Mu Fushu nodded, at this moment, he actually deeply doubted whether the "second horse" Cui Chongyu was blind, or he had a bad brain, and would give up such a peerless beauty, could it be that the eldest princess of Changping is more beautiful than the eldest princess of Chang'an? What should it be......

"Auntie...... This is your mother......" Yang Weng's voice continued to float. Mu Fushu suspected that he had just been distracted and didn't hear clearly.

Yang Weiai, the eldest princess of Chang'an, once again put Mu Fushu, who was about the same height as herself, into her chest, and sighed softly: "My poor child ......"

The world is fantastic! Mu Fushu complained silently: I am really the heroine, I am the real Bai Fumei, I don't need to marry Gao Fushuai to step on the peak of life......

It's a pity that this eldest princess is from the previous dynasty and has been usurped by someone to seek the throne, so they can only be regarded as "former nobles" and "current black households". She didn't believe that the stingy King Qi Huan would let go of the only cousin of the royal family of the previous dynasty.

Mu Fushu was held tightly by Yang Weiai, in front of him was San Lang, behind him was Yang Weng and the lotus leaf with weak steps, and there were hundreds of people who didn't know who they were, and walked towards Mu Mansion in Linjia Village.

Mu Fu was surrounded by clouds and fog and returned to Mu's house, as soon as he entered the courtyard door, he saw Lin and Lao Lin standing under the eaves, Ah Zhu and into the painting looked out in the cotton curtain in the door, Zhou Songyi led four or five house slaves to light the lanterns in the yard, and now it is very bright.

Lin first saw that there were many people, and he was trembling and shouting "Auntie" while stepping forward, and when Mu Fushu and Yang Weiai walked to the place where the lantern was brightly lit, Lin was stunned for a moment, and then knelt down with a "poof", kowtowing and crying and shouting: "Her Royal Highness the eldest princess ......"

The people in the room were stunned, and the house slaves who reacted quickly also knelt down, and Lao Lin leaned under the porch in a daze, not knowing what was going on.

The snow in the yard was cleared, and the ground was flat stone slabs. Yang Weiai pulled Mu Fushu forward with a gust of wind, and when he passed by Lin's side, he threw down a word in a light voice: "Get up." ”

After speaking, he did not look at the crowd, but went straight to the house.

The painting is very smart, first opened the cotton curtain, and then pulled the stunned pig to let them pass, and then lowered his head and walked out, to be exact, he ran out.

Mu Fushu didn't react until he entered the house and was heated by the heating. Yang Weiai had already removed Da Yu with the help of the maid behind her, and saw her wearing a tight small padded jacket with big red sleeves on her upper body, and a wisteria embroidered red Luo long skirt on her lower body. The hair was simply tied in a meniscus bun, and only a simple beaded flower was inserted on it. There are no half-arms or light yarn on the body, except for the bright color, the style is very ...... Naive.

After taking off her clothes, Yang Weiai looked in the room, walked to the two-seater sofa, and sat down after observing for a long time, but was startled by the softness of the sofa, and couldn't help but turn it down a few more times, and said with a smile: "It's so soft." ”

The padded jacket on Mu Fushu's body was recontinued with duck down, and he had already left sweating. With the help of lotus leaves, he also took off his jacket, wearing only a small jacket, cotton pants of the same color underneath, and the skirt was not tied.

Villagers don't have so many requirements, and even Lin's mostly wear culottes, which are the kind of wide-legged pants that can be tucked in a big circle, like a skirt when standing still, and you can see that they are pants when you walk around.

There were a large number of people who followed the eldest princess back, and Yang Weng and San Lang arranged their accommodation outside. The family can't live in it, so it can only be arranged to go to the workshop, but fortunately, the factory has expanded a lot, and there are many kangs in it, so you should be able to live in it.

There were five people who followed the eldest princess into the house. The two men in their thirties were obviously guards, tall and handsome, and stood in a corner of the room without saying a word after entering the house. That straight military posture makes people can't help but look at it again.

An old woman of about fifty stood on the left side of Yang Weiai, and two women dressed as girls in their twenties stood behind Yang Weiai. The length is also very good, but it is a pity that it is very eye-catching when it is lined by Yang Weiai.

The eldest princess watched Mu Fu take off her clothes, and said with a loving face: "It's so big in a blink of an eye, it seems that the Mu family and his wife have taken good care of you." ”

Mu Fushu could only nod: "They are good to me." ”

"Mother Yang, go back and thank them." The eldest princess was kind to the older woman.

Mother Yang said with a stern face, "Oh." ”

She didn't have any expression after she entered the door, but her eyes were a little warm when she looked at Yang Weiai and Mu Fushu. Even the answer was a stern look, and three words came to Mu Fushu's mind: "Rong Mama".

Lianye quickly adapted to the initial suspicion, and respectfully made tea. This tea is the Tieguanyin in Mu Fushu's space, which is much better than those teas with salt and messy seasonings, and there is a clear fragrance when served.

One of the two maids standing behind Yang Weiai took the tea, looked at it first and then opened the lid of the cup and handed it to her.

Tea bowls in this era rarely have lids, and this set of tea sets is still made by Mu Fushu. There are many talented people in the refugees who bought it at the beginning, and some of them can burn the kiln, although the soil quality here is not good, but it is still possible to burn some tea utensils.

Yang Weiai picked up the teacup and smelled it, then took a small sip, took a big sip after his eyes lit up, and sighed comfortably: "This is tea!" ”

Mu Fushu wondered, how could the eldest princess not drink tea?

The maid who had just taken the tea bowl seemed to understand what Mu Fushu was thinking, and said with a slight smile: "Lord Wen often mentions the eldest mother's tea, regretting that she brought too little at the beginning, and the princess didn't taste it. ”

Lord Wen refers to Yang Weng, his original name was Wen Qingyang, and he was an official in the previous dynasty, so he was called Lord Wen.

Mu Fushu smiled and did not answer.

After the eldest princess finished drinking the tea, she actually stretched her waist, leaned back and almost half lay on the sofa: "Ahhhhhhhhhh The room was fresh, not cold at all. After a long day's journey, I was cold and hungry ......"

Saying that, he glanced at Mu Fushu, and the indescribable charm and charm at that glance, Mu Fushu's careful liver shook a few times.

"Why don't I get something to eat?" Mu Fushu was very conflicted, and he wanted to escape from this scene.

"How can I ask you to do it yourself!" Yang Weiai beckoned: "Come over and let A-Niang take a look." This little face looks exactly like me, it's really beautiful and tight! ”

Well, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess is boasting about her beauty in disguise!

Mu Fushu remembered that he once complained that this eldest princess was a mallet, and so many private soldiers were forced to leave and flee, which was really hopelessly stupid.

Today, I was shocked to find that this stupid eldest princess not only grew up in the country and the city, but also her identity was actually the original mother! She should have thought of it a long time ago, how could the true identity of the heroine who traveled through space be a little country girl who was bullied? It turns out that the map she has traveled over has always been wrong! It's not a rural idyll, but a palace fight!

Dear friends, it's a cute manuscript box, if you don't draw it, it should be posted at 9 am on the 24th. The master is going to Nanjing on a business trip, and after coming back, he has to work overtime to catch up with Wenwen, can you bear not to collect it? If you like it, give the owner some encouragement, so much!

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