Chapter 117: Fate is incomprehensible
"Is there a solution?" Four words were squeezed out of the teeth.
Wen Wan stroked her stiff back, and said with a smile, "I don't know yet, Master Liyuan has been captured by his uncle, and he should be there soon." ”
Shen Zhiyuan's voice was hoarse and trembling, with intense horror and humble pleading, "You don't want to die, okay?" ”
Wen Wan showed a big smile and coaxed softly, "Don't worry, I will definitely live through next summer, I have never believed in fate, don't you see that those people in Shunhe County who have drowned have changed their fate?" ”
Xu really believed that Shen Zhiyuan's expression was not so desperate, and he slowly let go of his imprisoned hand, and said slowly, "Wanwan, don't lie to me." ”
"I swear, I'll survive next summer!"
"Good!"
The two looked at each other and smiled, tacitly no longer mentioning this matter, but chattering about the year's thoughts, laughter echoed in Jing'an Pavilion for an afternoon, until Wen Wan couldn't help but fall asleep in the man's warm arms, all this came to an end.
Gently put the woman on the bed, the movement was very light, as if holding a ceramic doll, carefully covered the quilt, brushed off the broken hair between the forehead, revealing the delicate and pale face, caressing the woman's red and swollen lips, and the eyes were complex and lingering.
"Wanwan, you have to be obedient."
The holy kiss falls on the center of the brow without a trace of impurities.
At the moment of leaving the Wen Mansion, the gentleness disappeared, only anger and coldness remained, the cold light under the eyes was shining, and the autumn wind and sassy evening turned into a frozen polar region, and the breath that no living person could approach for ten miles was so shocked that Evergreen's face turned pale.
What happened? Why is the adult's expression so solemn and terrifying.
"Your Excellency?"
Shen Zhiyuan took a deep breath and pressed his heart to endure the killing intent, "Inform Shen Xing, this official does not want to see the existence of the Wen Mansion again in ten days." In addition, the matter of the county lord's destiny must not be let go of the slightest clue! Where is Master Yuan's at this time, the official wants to see him immediately! ”
Chang Qing didn't dare to hesitate at all, "Subordinates obey orders!" ”
The frightening depression lasted until midnight, and the men in the carriage regained their composure when the carriage stopped in front of an inn in the suburbs.
"My lord, it's here, and Master Liyuan is inside."
Shen Zhiyuan got out of the carriage expressionlessly, and the guards on the side didn't dare to stop him, and hesitantly let him in.
Early the next morning.
The man with an earthy face had just walked out of the inn, and the Taifu who had been sleepless for several days had a straight spine, but at this time his steps were weak and his body was weak, his eyes were red and full of despair and pain, if it wasn't for Changqing's support, he almost fell to the ground.
"Enter the palace!"
"My lord, you better call the Imperial Doctor first."
The sharp blade looked coldly, and Chang Qing completely shut up, "My subordinates helped you into the palace!" ”
Shen Zhiyuan was like a puppet, his limbs stiffened and he got into the carriage, and his ears were full of the sound of compassion.
"Donor, the county lord's life is indeed not more than seventeen, and he is destined to die next summer. Lao Qu is a member of Buddhism, and he can be called a last resort, so the donor does not need to doubt it, and His Majesty also knows about it. ”
"If, according to what the donor said, the county lord's prediction of the mandate of heaven really changed the life and death of 100,000 people in Shunhe County, then maybe the county lord's destiny will change."
"But the secret of heaven must not be revealed, the old man only dares to count one person a year, and he does not dare to disobey the mandate of heaven, and what the county lord does will be punished by heaven." Hot e-books
Five days later, the Mid-Autumn Festival Palace banquet came as scheduled.
All the ladies and ladies got up early to clean up their appearance, carefully selected, just hoping to shine at the banquet, but Wen Wan slept until she woke up naturally, and it was close to noon before she could wake up.
You Qiuhan waited and drank a small bowl of chicken porridge, and ate a little bit of vegetables and shrimp, before he got out of bed and took a bath, sat in front of the rhombic mirror and looked at the delicate woman in the mirror, and couldn't help laughing.
"Qiu Han, do you think I'm beautiful?"
Qiu Han inserted a phoenix hairpin into his bun, looked at the alluring city and couldn't help but smile and said, "The county lord is naturally the most beautiful, even the world-famous Princess Tiange has to bow down." ”
"You're getting sweeter." Wen Wan's eyebrows and eyes are crooked.
Qiu Han smiled and said, "Don't praise the slaves, Miss Nalan and Miss Yun Shu have been waiting outside for a long time, if you don't go out again, I'm afraid they will break in." ”
Hearing this, Wen Wan moved quickly, but she still tossed for another half an hour, Wen Wan meant that she finally went out of the door, and naturally everyone fell for her, and it was unforgettable for a lifetime.
Touching the upper lip grease carefully, Wen Wan looked at the mirror for a long time before she went out satisfied.
The figure of one green and one red had been waiting impatiently, turning and turning in the bamboo forest, and the only flowers in the yard were tragically poisoned, and when he was about to take the chrysanthemum out of anger, he saw the lilac figure.
Shocking, there is nothing more than this in the world.
"Wan'er, are you afraid that you want to blind the eyes of those dog men?" Nalan Mingyue screamed.
"Nope! She is trying to seduce those married men and divorce! Qin Yunshu touched his chin and said with an evil smile, "This young lady, this son is powerful and powerful, if you are willing to be the eighteenth concubine of this son, this son will definitely let you have abalone, gold, silver and jewelry every day." ”
Take a step forward and pick up the slender jaw, "Would you rather?" ”
Wen Wanjiao smiled and snuggled into Qin Yunshu's arms, "The slave is naturally willing~"
"Poof!" Nalan Mingyue couldn't help laughing, "This play is good, street gangsters are forced to marry poor beauties, well, I like it, I like it!" ”
Wen Wan glanced at Nalan Mingyue, and said cryingly, "Sister Mingyue, you actually treat me as a lowly woman who performs on the streets, Sister Qin, you have to call the shots for me!" ”
"It's a trifle!" Qin Yunshu waved his hand, "Come on, put this woman who doesn't know how to be noble into the carriage, and my son will personally clean it up!" ”
Nalan Mingyue sneered, "What? Still want to hug left and right? Dream your dreams! ”
Qin Yun Shule said: "Isn't it enough to make this girl tempted by his appearance?" ”
"There's Wan'er here, you're a fart!" Nalan Mingyue disdained.
The three of them were making a lot of noise here, but Princess Jiarou, who was watching the play on the side, couldn't help but remind loudly, "Okay, the hour is almost up, it's time to enter the palace, and the queen has sent people to urge her many times." ”
Only then did Qin Yunshu let go of her gentle waist, held her little hand instead, and said happily, "Aunt Jiarou, if you have something, go to the palace, with my protection, Wan'er will be fine." ”
Nalan Mingyue also followed, "Yes, there are two of us here, whoever dares to bully Wan'er, Miss Ben will give him a whip!" ”
Princess Jiarou was about to refuse, but she didn't know what she thought of and changed her mind, "Yes, then you play slowly, and enter the palace before the dinner." ”
"Mother, don't send it if you go slowly." Gently and cheerfully waved his hand.
Princess Jiarou snorted lightly, this conscienceless little girl, isn't she just a little stricter, as for disliking her mother so much.