After losing his soft armor and taking off the shiny gold belt and throwing it aside, Wang Geng raised his hand and waved his fist at Huang Chun, and the neck, legs, chest, and thighs were slammed more than a dozen times, and the entire carriage was shaken left and right by this crackling sound. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the wound on Huang Chun's back, Wang Geng, who was panting, softened his heart, took off the dark lump of the stone blue gauze covered with sweat on his body like an accident robe three times and two times, and threw it aside, his eyes with cold veins stared at Huang Chun's pale face - wide forehead, high accuracy, wide mouth, clear eyes, clear as water.

The silent morning light, a thousand words, a thousand clues, after all, you still have to ask.

"Why are you here?" Wang Geng finally sighed and slowly asked this sentence.

Huang Chun replied frankly but justly, and said categorically, "Go back to participate in Kong Lifei's marriage, and pick up my fiancée by the way." ”

Wang Geng couldn't help but want to wave his fist again, his hands clenched and clenched, and the green tendons burst out on the back of his white hand, and his face was covered with beads of sweat, "You, who is your master?" Could it be that you are too? ”

Huang Chun stretched out his hand, lay on the back of Wang Geng, who was only wearing a thin undershirt, groped and soothed something, and said warmly, "Yes, I am an apprentice of the Empty Lonely Daoist, a republican teacher, but so what?" I didn't do anything against Beiming, and that's enough, isn't it? ”

"You?" Wang Geng seemed to be warmed by Huang Chun's comfort, he was speechless for a while, and all kinds of doubts came to his heart, and he held it in one breath, his face turned red, and finally he just sneered, and let out a long sigh, Fang asked: "When the eldest princess asks, do you also explain like this?" ”

"You're worried about me?" Huang Chun slowly tied up his hair, put on the martial crown, tied up some emerald blue jade, and then pulled Wang Geng's body, and slowly rearranged the hair crown for him.

"Don't worry, I have already figured out the beginning and end of the fire in the princess's mansion that night based on the evidence you gave me, and I believe that the eldest princess must need this more than any sect. Excuse me, give me some water, and help me clean up the wound on my back, which was wounded by the golden knife of your men's secret sentinel. Saying that, Huang Chun actually gave Wang Geng a playful smile, the smile was as warm as the morning light, and Wang Geng, who was straight and warm, was slightly stunned.

"Sima He—" Wang Geng shouted to the guards outside the car, "bring the king's water bag." ”

In a moment, a dark sentry guard with round eyes and a short dress in a black silk night robe lifted half of the sedan curtain and handed over a carved gold cowhide water bag in the shape of a pipa.

Wang Geng raised his hand to pull out the rubber stopper on the water bag, first drank water with Huang Chun, and then gently blurred Huang Chun's layers of dried bloodstained clothes with water, and slowly faded off.

The strong muscles and lovely lines of Huang Chun's entire body were reflected in front of Wang Geng, Wang Geng sighed, with a trace of pity and indescribable feelings, and carefully cleaned the knife wound on Huang Chun's back with water. Then he untied the blanket from the hidden bag of his soft armor sticking to the back of his heart, sprinkled the gold sore medicine inside through Huang Chun's wound, and pulled the cleanest piece of plain silk on the front and chest of his middle coat to bandage Huang Chun's wound.

"Even if you have unparalleled wisdom, you can thoroughly investigate the beginning and end of the catastrophe in the princess's mansion," Wang Geng gently put his lips close to Huang Chun's ear, and whispered slowly with a warm breath, "But you don't know the eldest princess's affairs, I'm afraid—"

"Don't be afraid," Huang Chun held Wang Geng's hand with his backhand, and gently wiped the sweat beads on his forehead with the handkerchief in his hand, "Maybe in other things, I don't know the eldest princess well enough, but in one thing, I definitely know her." ”

As he spoke, he set his eyes on Wang Geng's beautiful face, and whispered in his ear: "The eldest princess is your biological mother, and you are also her only child. No matter what the circumstances, her heart for you is sincere, and she will never give up any opportunity that may be conducive to your bright future and future in her eyes. ”

An indescribable look crossed Wang Geng's eyes, and after a while, Fang Youyu sighed: "It's a pity that my bright future in her eyes is shackled and indifferent in my eyes." ”

"You can't blame her for this, when Prince Jing was alive, everyone expected to return, plus Song Guifei Niangniang's favor crown of the three palaces, Song Zhongfang's Song family's commercial power and military strength are also unique for a while, she only needs to assist in the secret whistle step by step, so that you can be a rich and idle prince, and you will be carefree all your life." Huang Chun said, his eyes seemed to look at the past a few years ago, the years when they first met at the Dark Sentinel Martial Arts School.

"But now, the situation is completely different," Huang Chun's gaze returned to Wang Geng's side, "For the first time, in the peasant army Pengcheng rebellion caused by the old Liangshan faction, Song Guifei Niangniang understood the Lord's infatuation with the queen's life, and the lord is no longer in the past, and she hates the former queen, and she also learned that your mother, the eldest princess, has been close to her for many years, but in fact, she was the personal maid of the first queen when she married Liangshan. Since then, the knot has become deeper and deeper.

The second time, Prince Jing, the first crown prince, passed away, and at the same time, Concubine Pu Niangniang and Prince Rui, who had never been taken seriously, made great achievements because of the peace with Luo Wei, and rose to prominence. The power of the Song family is still there, and Prince Ning, the younger brother of Prince Jing, who has been trained many times in the war, is also an important balance of power element. It is precisely because of the balance of power between these two princes that the lord is worried, so the lord is determined to choose Prince Jing's son to prepare for the canonization of the emperor's grandson in order to resolve possible infighting and fighting.

The third time, that is, the huge disaster of the princess's mansion, the future imperial grandson is gone, and the situation is anxious again, at this time, the eldest princess has obtained the authority to investigate the case because of the power of the dark whistle, which is undoubtedly an opportunity. In the past half a year, the eldest princess has not been provoked, not because she has not figured out how many forces have planned after this matter, but because she has not been able to find the best opportunity——"

As he spoke, Huang Chun looked at Wang Geng again and slowly finished his last words, "The snipe and the clam are fighting, and the fisherman is profitable, this is an excellent opportunity for her son." And if you don't fight for it, with the eldest princess in charge of the Dark Whistle Girls' School for many years, and even plundered the Secret Whistle Power in the hands of Prince Ning, Yu has dominated the Beiming side more and more over the years on the Red Spy Secret Whistle Network, once the Lord collapses, I'm afraid... It's hard to predict..."

Wang Geng's heart was cold when he heard this, but he didn't realize that Huang Chun wrapped his strong arms around him, and the warmth was considerate from his skin to his heart.

He may be right, but it just makes people feel like they are confused and just want to escape, or maybe, it's already like this, what's the use of thinking about it?

The sun slowly sprinkled over, baking warm, crispy and numb sour and sweet blooming between the small sizes. Through the brocade blue sedan curtain, a thin and translucent light blue color reflects the whole sedan like a dream. The fingers slid over the warmth of the skin, tickling, as if there were thousands of ants lined up neatly from the heart, shouting high-spirited passwords, one-two-one road past, road past.

One is a face like a hibiscus, handsome and outstanding, thick and fine, looking forward to Shenfei, looking forward to the affection in the black jade eyes, rich as a peony in the pink and blue, such as a jade face is not like a man with eyebrows, but elegant like a woman under Wu.

One is the back of a bee waist ape, a crane and a wolf-shaped, a wide forehead and jade face, with an impenetrable depth between the eyebrows and eyebrows, a wide and flat back, smooth and free lines, a million armor soldiers in mind, and a belly that can make the domineering spirit of the boat line hidden deep and not revealing Mr. Good.

Between the eyes blending with each other, the heart is shaken, as if far and near, but there is a kind of close thoughts, and I hate to know each other and share the sadness. Holding hands, I felt each other's young blood veins flowing through my fingertips, close to my chest, and each other's hearts were pounding in the cavity, as if resonating.

"Tell me, what is republicanism?" Wang Geng gently put on his shirt for Huang Chun, looked at Huang Chun's dark eyebrows, and met the sultry burning eyes that couldn't say anything, and seemed to ask this sentence casually.

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Kong Lifei's marriage is approaching, I went to help with Ling Sifu and Yu Wenchen, because I invited the staff team, and I had to come to the position the day before, so I picked up a three-wing room in the southwest corner of Lihuayuan for the officials to rest and prepare for makeup.

"General Xiong likes lively scenes such as "Havoc in the Heavenly Palace" and "Ten Bed Wats", and there is a labor class master, but it is good to play the scene lively." Ling Sifu is the most careful, utensils, tea, kitchen, ceremonial officer, master of ceremonies, terrace, all of which are carefully and properly circling before and after, it is difficult for her to be gentle and delicate, and she has a scholarly atmosphere, but she does not lose the hairpin of the new Yue generation.

The round shadow of the sun shone on the pink oil shadow wall in the east, and the red was deep and shallow, and moved up by half an inch. A faint, slightly long figure flashed past the edge of the shadow wall. Ling Sifu's crystal eyes instantly narrowed into a beautiful arc, like a crescent moon, smart and cunning, a smile bloomed on his lips, revealing pearl-like white teeth, and a sweet and drunken smile appeared on his peach-like face.

Yu Wenchen came down from the eaves steps, bypassed the shadow wall, and said with a hippie smile on my face, "Good brother, I'm here to help Sifu with this matter, can you go to the front hall to have a look?" ”

When I saw him like this, I had to raise my hand and smile, "Okay, how can it be bad." Speaking of this, seeing that they were so affectionate, I couldn't help but pass over Qin Qing's figure in my heart, and a slight tingle in my heart was just a moment, and I subconsciously suppressed myself.

Ling Sifu lowered his face, and said with a little embarrassment, "I haven't seen you for a long time, where are you in such a hurry to be in one place, all old husbands and wives are ......" said, but slightly regretted his words. After all, she is the wife of Yu Wenchen's second brother Yu Wenyong Mingmei, but now she has abandoned everything and Yu Wenchen for a knowing emotion, and defected from Xinyue to Beiming.

The merchant who moved the flowers was driving in, I saw Aunt Kong was keeping the accounts, and then went to help, the car potted flowers were purchased for the new house and new courtyard, to be placed, the end was full of purple and red, the aromatic smell attracted colorful butterflies, bees buzzing:

The white clusters of delicate flowers, dotted among them are the cold pool and the moon; The pink fan looks like a beautiful face, and the small ring is surrounded by a brocade tent hibiscus; The silver-red posture is tall, and the one who has been placed four times on the left and right is the spring sleep of the concubine; There is also a purple spiritual light flashing bottom, one after the other on the four sides of the ten pots of purple fairy chrysanthemum; More are embellished around the edge of the pink wall bluestone, and the crimson coral reflects the sun; And the pomegranate flowers that bloom in the middle, full of newlywed affection.

The garden is full of smoke and willows, the red glow, and the mountains, rocks and streams seem to be stained with a layer of gentle joy.

After helping Aunt Kong arrange the flowers and potted plants, I thought about going to the front hall by myself, thinking to see when Kong Lifei was going to choose the wedding wine, and I could also help him taste it. But because Aunt Kong invited her to have dinner together in the small flower hall, she was very warm, so she followed into the flower hall.

Aunt Kong was beside a blue cloth with a green horse-faced skirt, and the girl with a fallen horse bun served the meal, while I was polite to Aunt Kong, and only looked at this exquisite little flower hall.

There are two pots of leisurely spring on the long case, the square lotus leaf screen is the Jiangnan style ink blur spring river embroidery, the interesting thing is that you can rotate two pages by yourself, the same kind of picture, the front smoke oblique fog horizontally, in turn is the Ziling glow, the arrangement can also be automatically changed, extraordinarily smart. The rosewood sash and hanging are all made of automatic mechanisms designed by Kong Lifei, and between the natural opening and closing of the wind, a touch of pear blossom fragrance wafts from the leaky window carved with the pattern of magpie and plum blossoms. Aunt Kong smiled richly, and the crow's feet at the end of her eyes could not hide the sweetness of joy, perhaps in the eyes of the elders, the marriage of children means that they have finally grown up, and the reluctance and pride, happiness and exhaustion are like the white fragrance of pear blossoms, tranquil and mellow.

Lunch was not complicated, because Kong Lifei and the others were all eating in their own busy places, and I was the only one who accompanied Aunt Kong to eat in the flower hall. The red sandalwood food box and pear blossom liquor were put on the table, and the fragrance immediately made my index finger move. used crystal buns, crispy dumplings with chicken and shrimp, and beef with garlic sauce from Rong Shengzhai, sesame meat floss pies, and drank a few cups of pear blossoms before Shi Shiran said goodbye to his aunt.

Bypassing the moon cave gate in the south of the garden, you can see the bluestone according to the root of the wall outward, sparse and recklessly spread, some lying down, looking lazy and comfortable, and some standing upright, revealing a majestic posture. Among the pines and cypresses, which become more and more dark green after winter, the new shoots of ginkgo biloba and paulownia trees this spring are poked out, and they swing high on the wall to probe their brains.

Qingxi floats through three or five petals, twists and turns, gurgling between the flow like a guide fairy, through the exquisite stone mountain, around the quaint grass pavilion, until the sad bridge under the confluence into the front of the pool, the pool water in front of the wave silently condensed into a mirror, pavilions, all in it. And on the side of the sad bridge, the two figures walking forward side by side, are they Kong Lifei and Sheng Zheng?

I bent down and picked up a small pebble from the edge of the pool, and threw it on the shadow of the water in front of the two of them.