Mo Wengu has read poetry since he was a child, is good at reciting poems, likes ancient texts, and is good at wind and snow. The dream is that one day I can spend the moon before the moon, the beauty is in my arms, play a song of mountains and rivers, and play a jade phoenix for the phoenix, which is really excellent.

When he was fifteen years old, at the upper-class party of the daughters of the sons of the capital, he fell in love at first sight with Liu Chuimian, the daughter of the prime minister. Since then, year after year, seeing that the willow blowing is becoming more and more beautiful day by day, the spring heart is more and more turbulent, and it is difficult to extricate himself.

The front yard is also the prince, the backyard is also the prince, there is still the prince when you turn the corner, and even the toilet can occasionally see the figure of the prince who is slightly ecstatic...... Shengsheng forced the old prime minister out of spondylosis.

It's really the nemesis of the elderly. The old prime minister lay on the couch and sighed with emotion.

Let's go back to Mo Wengu.

Liu Chuimian is really a rare beauty. The eyebrows are like distant mountains, the eyes are like autumn waves, the condensed jade skin is soft, and the flowers are the first-rate. She has always been cold to people, even the eyes are cold, all cold, and she is full of a lonely and self-appreciating arrogance. It is not unreasonable for Mo Wengu to worship her as a goddess.

Her thoughts are also different from white and red, and she doesn't like the chaos of the court and worries, but yearns for the game world and the rivers and lakes. Because he didn't care about Mo Wengu's pursuit, he just regarded him as an ordinary friend.

The so-called what you can't get is the best, Mo Wen Gu Yue felt that Liu Chuimian was commendable, out of the mud without staining, clear ripples without demons. didn't consider the waist of the old prime minister at all, and took the initiative to take the prime minister's mansion as his second home.

Mo Wen's concern for Liu Chuimian soon spread in the circle, and everyone talked about the relationship between the two, and those who were optimistic and not optimistic were all there, so they simply opened the gambling game and bet, you pressed the jade bracelet, I pressed the ring Pei Donglin jade, everyone you said a word to me, and watched the show in a group, and watched the goddess of this Xiangwang drama with relish.

And three months ago, there was an accident.

I still remember that day, pet the willows and flowers, and the spring is still strong. The sun shines on the pole, and the water flows. Mo Wengu went out of the palace as usual, but unexpectedly, there was a behemoth standing at the door, blocking his way to go.

Mo Wengu rubbed his eyes, and rubbed his eyes, if it weren't for the fact that this thing was wearing a long Qi Ru dress that had been squeezed and deformed, and a woman's hair was tied up with long hair on the top of his head, he really thought that this was a piece of pork belly that was too large to make people greasy.

Without waiting for Mo Wengu to avoid her, she had already greeted her, handed him a thin letter in her hand, and smiled lightly at him, the fat on her cheeks trembled three times, Fang Jiaojiao turned around, and left with elephant steps.

Smoothing the goosebumps on his body, Mo Wengu opened it and took a look, and it was really true. I couldn't help but sigh countless times in my heart, 'Being handsome is stressful' while throwing the letter to the side of the road, then shaking his robe, Shi Shiran left.

The next day, the contents of the letter spread throughout the capital. Everything was just because of the love letter that Mo Wengu threw away, and was picked up by a naughty boy, and read two sentences casually according to the words on the paper, and was snatched away by the passing maid in the house and handed over to his own lady. The young lady passed on to her good sisters, and the good sisters passed on to countless good sisters...... It can be seen that throwing objects on the side of the road really does not end well.

The overwhelming ridicule and attacks did not cause trouble to Fei Shuqing, the second, third, and fourth days, it was actually a letter a day, full of lovesickness and sorrow. "The two temples are pitiful and green, just for the lovesick old", "I only wish that your heart is like my heart, and I will live up to my lovesickness", "Exquisite sieve An red bean, into the bone Acacia does not know"......

Mo Wengu didn't take her in his eyes, he still ran to the palace diligently, and he wanted to support the beauty. However, half a month ago, there was an accident.

When it was, Mo Wengu made an appointment to drink under the willow blowing and the moon. So I was so excited that I brought two jars of good wine, a pair of white and black Go, three or two hors d'oeuvres, and more than ten big red candle waxes, and set up a banquet in the Erli Pavilion on the outskirts of the capital, waiting for the beauty to come.

The scenery of Erli Pavilion is elegant, and the eyes are full of hibiscus flowers, and if you want to set up a banquet in such an elegant place, you will definitely be able to make Mian'er turn into tenderness with an ice heart, and you will be drunk with a smile and a smile...... Or maybe I lost my mind between three cups and four lamps, drunk with warm fragrance, and then took advantage of the situation into the hibiscus warm tent, the spring breeze once, the winding path and secluded place, and captured it in one fell swoop...... That's great!

Thinking about it, he was still a little excited, watching the dim yellow of the jungle being swallowed up by the darkness little by little, his chest cavity seemed to be filled with a big white rabbit running rapidly, and it beat again and again, and it shook the sky. Pretending to be calm, he sat on the stone table, and simply took a pot of wine to drink. I didn't want this wine to drink refreshingly, but it was strong in my throat, Mo Wen looked up his head and took two big mouthfuls, and immediately felt that a flame burned all the way from his stomach to his limbs and hundreds of remains, burning full of lust and burning a warm blood.

After a while, I didn't wait for Liu Fumian, but ushered in Fat Shuqing.

That night, Mo Wengu had a spring-color spring palace dream. He dreamed that he had entered the small warm tent of hibiscus with the goddess as expected, the spring breeze was two or three degrees, the winding path led to the secluded place, the golden wind and the jade dew, which were innumerable in the world...... Hmm, I just feel like my body is being weighed down by some weight, and I'm a little out of breath......

On the second day, Mo Wengu opened his eyes from a sweet dream and was frightened by the large lump of white flesh in front of him.

Fat Shuqing was quite self-aware, moved off the bed with fat all over his body, bent over and struggled to get dressed again, and then said to Mo Wen on the bed with a dumb voice: "Don't worry, I will be responsible." ”

Mo Wengu was instantly awakened from his dizziness by these words, hugged the quilt and roared with a blue face: "Who wants you to be responsible!" Why are you here?! In order to get the king, you have used such a means to do this, shameless woman! ”

Fei Shuqing was not annoyed, and tied his long hair in a bun at will, then looked at him, and his voice was quite calm: "The wood is already in the boat, if you really don't want me to be in charge of you, let you be in charge of me." ”

Without waiting for Mo Wengu to get angry again, Fei Shuqing turned around and walked out of the inn door and slowly moved away. It's just that her walking pace is quite strange, and she stops every few steps, wipes the sweat from her forehead, and then continues walking.

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After that day, there was no more sound. Mo Wengu thought that the page had been turned, but he didn't expect that he didn't report it, and the time had not yet come.

After recalling, the little emperor laughed a little unfathomably after listening to it.

"I will never marry her." Mo Wengu leaned on the back of his chair, and there seemed to be an undercurrent in his eyes.

"That's ......" the little emperor smiled, looking very good, "Can you pay hundreds of millions of miscellaneous taxes to the treasury every year?" ”

"Can you pay tribute to rare treasures, ride rare beasts, and delicacies from the mountains and seas?"

Mo Wengu: "......"

"Can we promote the economic development of the whole country and contribute to social harmony?"

"......" Mo Wengu's face became ugly.

The little emperor clapped his hands again and said loudly, "Bring it up." ”

Before the words fell, the door of the imperial study was pushed open, and twenty eunuchs rushed in, each carrying a large mahogany box, about dozens, and placed it in front of Mo Wengu.

"Open."

In an instant, the entire imperial study was shrouded in a glittering golden light, and it was very beautiful!