Through several letters, the carrier pigeon flew to the window of Yan Wugui accurately, and Yun Mi grabbed it casually, and untied the small note tied to it, in fact, he could guess what was said in it without looking at Yun Mi.

She twisted the note and dangled it in front of Yan Wugui's eyes: "It's amazing, do I have to change my wife?" ”

Yan Wugui heard that Man Xiu began to dress up when he entered Beijing, and his makeup skills are now proficient, and he doesn't need Zijin to make himself a little feminine.

Yun Mi put the note in front of the table, raised her eyebrows on the table, and held Yan Wugui's face: "Draw again." ”

Yun Mi's movements were gentle, and the light spots on his eyebrows were filled.

"Do you want me to come with you?"

"Do you want the desert?"

The two questions were asked at the same time, and Yun Mi took the lead in becoming suspicious: "Desert? What do I want to do in the desert. ”

Yan Wugui has learned too much from the past, Yun Mi pulled a pear blossom wood stool, his face was serious.

"Don't give me any more tricks. I don't want any desert, I just want to raise my son here in peace. ”

Yan Wugui lifted his sleeves, and the luxurious robe made of gold and silver thread with fragrant powder was sweet and fragrant: "Give it to you as a dowry." ”

"I don't want it!"

Yun Mi was unusually firm, she didn't want to make a fuss at all, so she grabbed Yan Wugui's hand and said, "If this Manxiu is really in the way, we will kill her." An insignificant role anyway. ”

Yan Wugui just patted her hand and said, "Wait for me to come back." ”

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There is a famous Manchu Dynasty and even inside and outside the restaurant in the capital, called Manxiang Building.

If you say that you have been to the capital but have never been to Manxianglou, it must be a trip to the country in vain. Behind this restaurant is the imperial court, from which countless imperial chefs have been invited into the palace.

It was here that Man Xiu asked Yan to meet.

In the best box of Manxianglou, the pipa song period Ai Ai, the beauty of the red gauze twisted her waist and danced from the palace to the folk adaptation. There is less ambiguity that tickles people's hearts, and more immortal spirit that is not stained by the world.

The servants who came with her were talking about the prosperity of the dynasty and the pretentiousness of the women here, so it was no wonder that Raqqa was picked up. People, all the pictures are fresh. There was two knocks on the door, and the lute was broken.

Zijin hung her head and pushed open the door, following Yan Wugui behind her.

Man Xiu almost didn't recognize his nephew.

Today's Yan Wugui is not the rough man who crawled in the desert at that time, he is now elegant and elegant in a big family, and he is fragrant step by step. The fabric of the robe shimmered in the sun like the rippling waves on the surface of the lake when the holy lake was swept up by the wind, and the fat covered his lips and teeth, his eyebrows were crooked, and the jade pendant ruby on his head swayed with his steps.

He was the most delicate man in the desert, and now he has a kind of beauty that is difficult to distinguish between men and women.

Heroism and femininity are fused together, and it just so happened that God gave him a bewitching tear mole, which made me feel more pity.

Yan Wugui sat down on his robe, poured a glass of wine and raised it: "Auntie, I'm late." ”

He smiled and drank the wine shallowly.

Man Xiu shook his head and said with a hearty smile: "If you hadn't spoken, I would have thought it was ......."

Before she finished speaking, the waiter next to her hurriedly stopped the person and made a gesture to let the idle people on the field retreat, and Man Xiu continued: "If you don't speak, I really think you're a girl." ”

Man Xiu took his hand, only to find that Laka's originally rough hands were now well-jointed, the calluses in the palms of his hands were much softer, and Wheat's complexion had gradually become white. On the other hand, his hands that have been soaked in wind, frost and sand all year round and dried up......

The words are against the will, and the eyes are envious.

"Suffered."

Man Xiu patted the back of his hand and said, "It's all my aunt's willfulness, let you marry a good man as a girl." Then the emperor has nothing to trouble you. ”

Yan Wugui twitched his hand and smiled slightly: "It's okay." ”

"You are a good boy in our desert, an eagle that should soar into the sky. After all, the harem is a place for women. My aunt also figured it out, for the desert, for the sake of ......"

"So you want to come back?"

Man Xiu's face stiffened, and she always felt that Raka's words were very reluctant, and she frowned lightly and already had a displeasure. Originally, she was not good at hypocrisy and wrongdoing, but this time she directly opened the conversation.

"Naturally, that's my husband, why can't I come back?"

Man Xiu said: "I am grateful to you, and Da Mo is also grateful to you. The king has said that this time you have merit. Go back and you will be the next Khan. When the time comes, my aunt will help you in the country, and if those ignorant little cubs want to compete for a place with you, I will let Your Majesty send troops. ”

Yan Wugui poured a glass of wine in silence, Man Xiu's eyes were already sharp, and his voice was raised.

"Why, you're not going to be reluctant to leave here, are you?"

Man Xiu snorted coldly, and said in a sarcastic tone: "Indeed, after seeing the beauty of this capital, it is difficult to want to go back to the place where sheep and cattle eat sand every day." ”

"But you can't harm the desert because of your greed, can you?"

Yan Wugui obviously didn't say a word, but Man Xiu was already indomitable: "Now Your Majesty still treats you as a new thing, holding you, appreciating you, and not touching your body......"

"Who said it wasn't touched?" Yan Wugui directly interrupted her words.

Man Xiu was stunned for a moment, and his emerald green eyes instantly widened and asked, "What did you say?" ”

Yan Wugui stood up slowly with his support on the table, looked at Man Xiu condescendingly, his peach blossom eyes slowly narrowed, his dimples deepened, and he said word by word: "How do you know that Your Majesty didn't touch my body, huh?" ”

"You don't think that Your Majesty likes me just because of this face."

"You ......"

This is beyond Manxiu's cognition.

Two men?

Man Xiu's clothes were a little messy in shock, and then he scolded: "You actually don't care about the desert ......"

"Am I ignoring the desert or you?"

Yan Wugui didn't want to tear his face with her, but he couldn't help this woman labeling Yunmi as his own property left and right. What do you mean, that's her person in the first place?

Wish for the moon! Unforgivable!

After Yan Wugui finished speaking, he realized that he was too impulsive, he sat down slowly, sorted out his thoughts, poured a glass of wine again, and said, "I am very good with Your Majesty." Thank you to my aunt for giving me a good marriage. ”

"You are against the will of heaven and against Changlun! Two men? Raqqa, do you know that the crime of bewitching the saint today is enough for you to lose a few heads? ”

"Before I lose my head, weigh yourself."

Yan Wugui drank a glass of wine in front of him and said, "I will tell the king about this matter in person." From the moment you elope with someone, your head is no longer your own. I hope you understand this. ”