Chapter Seventy-Three: Superlord
Originally, he was just rushing to the doctor, but who knew that he was really shocked when he checked it.
On the night Shen Yan was attacked, this girl was really not in the capital.
Man Qinghuan went out and ordered Yisan to hide in the dark and watch.
B San said that although he didn't see the woman's face clearly that night, he only looked at the figure of the woman that night, and she was indeed eight or nine points similar to the brute girl.
These dead men are nameless, and they are arranged in the order of A, B, C, D, one, two, three, four.
According to the rank, from A 1 A 2 to A 10, and then from B 1 B 2 to the bottom row.
The housekeeper was a little troubled and didn't understand Second Master Shen, he didn't have a clue, he was in a hurry every day, why was he even more unhappy when he had a goal?
The Seventh Prince has intentions for the Zhenguo General's Mansion, and it is strange that Second Master Shen can be happy.
It took a while for Second Master Shen to rub his eyebrows tiredly.
"It's just a little eyebrow, that is, I'm not sure it's her?"
Better not!
But the butler didn't hear him.
Conscientious analysis, "The son of the world is not in good health, not to mention that the girl doesn't even have a servant girl next to her, the only one who has had a few faces, and has spoken, only the barbarian girl ......, for the sake of prudence, the villain has also checked, the wife and daughter of the general of Zhenguo went to Lingzhou a few years ago, and according to the time, there is a ninety percent certainty that she is her." ”
After a pause, the housekeeper made a gesture of wiping his neck, "Master, do you want to give her ......?"
"Don't be in a hurry, let me think about this matter first!"
Headache!
Second Master Shen interrupted him and walked around the limited space of the small study irritably.
General Zhenguo is of great significance to the Seven Princes, if he is not a dignified prince, how can he put down his body and condescend to his dignity to please a little girl who has not dried up?
Even his own future is indirectly affected by this.
That barbarian girl can't die, at least not now.
But Shen Yan has no thorn in his eye, and he can't eat and sleep unsteadily.
If it's that girl, she has been caught in the middle again and again......
It was February, and the weather was still cold, but Second Master Shen had dense fine sweat on his forehead.
Don't panic!
Second Master Shen calmed down and wiped the sweat from his forehead, things may not be as bad as he thought.
There is a post station at the foot of that mountain, which is the only way to Lingzhou, maybe it is to draw a knife to help when the road is uneven.
Yes, that's it, don't scare yourself.
Second Master Shen comforted himself here, but he didn't know that a pair of ears outside the door had listened to everything.
It doesn't matter who she is, whoever stands in his way deserves to die!
Soon it was the fifteenth day.
Yu couldn't sleep with something in his heart, and a glimmer of light appeared in the sky, so he called the maid to come over and wait for the change of clothes and washing.
However, the sky did not fulfill people's wishes, and it actually fell a misty drizzle outside, which soon wet the gray roof tiles.
By the time I came out of the old lady's house, the rainwater from the roof had fallen from the tile ditch in a line, forming a spectacular beaded curtain.
The Big Buddha Temple can't be done.
After the rain, the spring breeze was tight, and soon the thick door curtain was replaced with a Hunan bamboo curtain, and the thick Korean paper on the window lattice also became a light yarn that could be seen outside, and the men, women and children on the street also wore thin spring shirts.
At the best time of the year, flowers are in full bloom.
The ladies and girls are also busy, busy participating in various flower viewing parties in various prefectures, such as apricots today, cherry blossoms tomorrow, pears, peaches and plums the day after tomorrow......
There is a Shangsi Festival sandwiched between the various flower festivals.
Since ancient times, on this day, you must go to the water's edge to play and play, in order to remove the ominous.
The largest source of water in the capital is the Jinshui River, and on this day, the literati and scholars will gather on the banks of the Jinshui River to drink and chant poetry and have fun.
Girls wearing hats and walking green will also come here to watch, hoping to find the man they like.
The vendors saw the business opportunity and would bring their goods to the banks of the Jinshui River every day to sell.
Over time, the Jinshui River of the Shangsi Festival has become a large-scale temple fair.
It is no longer the literati who come here to linger.
The territory was occupied, and the literati had no choice but to move the poetry club to the island in the heart of the Jinshui River.
On this day, the transparent old lady exempted the juniors from asking for peace.
The three sisters, under the leadership of Man Yuxu, who returned from vacation, hurried to the bank of the Jinshui River.
Originally, the Su family asked the Ji family to go with them to relax, although they became young and young, how could they not like to play?
However, Ji said that the Shangsi Festival is a festival for young men and women, and it is not appropriate for her to go with her, "It is the same to play chess with her mother at home." ”
Su Shi pondered, after the Shangsi Festival bathing Buddha Festival is not far away, and when the time comes, it is the same to go to the Big Buddha Temple to breathe, so he will not say more.
As for Barbarian Yujin, he had already left the house in front of the subordinates.
Aunt Zhang is such a baby bump, she will never rest assured, and she will go out of the house with Manqinghuan and others.
The banks of the Jinshui River were too crowded, so Manyu Xu asked the groom to park the carriage at the dock and took a boat directly to the island in the middle of the river.
Man Qinghuan couldn't help but glance at him.
Man Yuxu touched his cheek, "What does the third sister think of me?" Could it be that there is something dirty on the face? ”
After speaking, he wiped it vigorously with his sleeve.
Man Qinghuan tugged at the corners of his mouth, and for a moment he felt that the fifth brother had become calm, and it turned out that he was dazzled.
The newlyweds had just set foot on the island in the middle of the river, and two boudoir women came to them.
Among them, the woman in pink immediately pulled the woman in yellow clothes next to her and retreated to the side.
The woman in the yellow shirt was a little stunned.
"The girl from the General's Mansion of Zhenguo." The woman in the pink shirt whispered.
Man Qinghuan didn't care about them, so he couldn't help but glance at them curiously.
A hint of fear flashed on the yellow-shirted woman's face, and she leaned against the pink-shirted woman.
walked over, and Manqinghuan could still hear the woman in the yellow shirt whispering:
"It scared me to death, just when she looked at me, my heart was about to stop."
Man Qinghuan twitched the corners of her mouth, is she so terrible?
It's almost time for the plague.
Man Qingyue called the eldest princess, and the mother and son were in a bad mood and didn't like to go out.
Man Qinghui was scared and didn't dare to go out.
During this time, "Miss Xiao" often came to ask for kung fu advice, and she had no time to go out.
Occasionally going out to participate in a flower party or two, it is also a post under my cousin Xie Huiyu and Gu Chaofeng.
Yi Man Qinghuan really didn't know that his current reputation was already as "loud".
Can you say it won't be loud?
It's just enough to whip Li Wansu, after all, she is also a weak woman, but she even dares to beat King Anjun.
Who is King Anjun?
People are avoided, and they are a tyrant who runs rampant on the streets of the capital.
Even such an overlord was beaten and fled by her, isn't that the super overlord among overlords?
The scene on the street was spread on the same day, with the name of such a superlord who is not stingy, ordinary people have to take a detour when they see her?
No one wants to be whipped for no reason, and you don't have a place to reason.
Well, even if the Zhenguo General's Mansion is willing to pay money and pay tribute, is it a matter that money can solve if the face is ruined?