A trace of disgust flashed in Guo Ling's eyes, but he urged in his mouth: "Sister, be careful, let's die." ”

Mingxin seemed to be dazed, responded randomly, turned around and ran forward, and soon disappeared.

Looking at the empty path, Guo Ling squinted, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, with a pleasant expression on his face.

She raised her hand to straighten her sideburns, a sweet smile appeared on her cheeks, and on a whim, she learned the appearance of the horns on the stage, bent her waist and raised her sleeves, turned her head to look aside, between her eyebrows and eyes, there was a point of color and three points of happiness, and the rest was only ridicule.

Ma Yue'er, the protagonist, finally appeared.

And this time, there is death and no life, it can be regarded as taking a human life to make a Yangguan Road for her Guo Ling, speaking of which, she should also thank this hemp girl with eyes above the top.

Standing in place for a while, Guo Ling suddenly seemed to remember something, his face changed, and he walked quickly to the edge of the forest, hiding behind a tree, and looked around

In front of the Water Pavilion and on the edge of the platform, Ma Yue'er was climbing up the steps, staggering and staggering, just like being drunk.

Guo Ling put his heart down, sneered again, and opened his lips to spit out two words: "Stupid!" ”

If you want to climb to the sky in one step, you also have to see if you have that life!

A, who dares to want to be a count, dreams of entering the house, with such a big face.

"Whew!" Guo Ling spat hard into the ground, and a resentful cold light shot out of his eyes.

This Ma Yue'er is really good at picking, and she picked on her, an unambitious concubine, to deceive her that there is no one behind her, she is not favored, and she was born to be a gunman?

Who gave her guts!

Why is she?

Just with her foxy face?!

"It's a good pickled thing, a cheap thing with a dog's eyes and a low person!" Guo Ling hated and cursed, and the expression on his face was almost distorted.

She Guo Ling is no longer favored, and she is a concubine, and she is also a serious girl from Bofu, and she is the number one daughter in the Great Chu Dynasty.

What is Ma Yue'er?

The daughter of a florist.

The daughter of a gardener, who still thinks about being the earl's concubine, and also wants to be a good concubine and a noble concubine, is simply laughing at people's big teeth when she says it.

This kind of goods is not worthy of giving her Guo Ling's shoes, and she still wants to use her to frame Cheng's family?

Is this treating everyone in the world as a fool?

Guo Ling sank his face, turned around and walked back.

In the first half of the moment, Ma Yue'er should be naked and make a fool of herself in front of everyone, especially Cheng.

But I don't know, at that time, can she still put on the usual appearance of being smart and superior?

Guo Ling finally laughed, cocked his fingertips, pinched an orchid finger, and whispered softly in a tone: "It's just that I can afford to look at you and listen to you a few times, what a thing!" ”

She rolled her eyes proudly, and her ordinary face flushed with excitement, and even added two points to her appearance.

Since the death of her aunt, she has become more and more helpless, and she is worried about how to sell good children to the Cheng family.

This Ma Yue'er is really stupid, she never thought about it, even if she really succeeds in climbing the bed, what can she do?

Dingtian is just a concubine, can he go beyond the Cheng clan?

Besides, it's not that she Guo Ling looks down on her father, but she can't suppress Cheng at all with Xing Jibo's brain, and if she wants to rely on Xing Jibo's favor to compete with Cheng, it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

This is the conclusion that Guo Ling has come to after suffering countless hardships.

Thinking about this, she smiled again, patted her sleeve a few times, raised her sleeve to look at her eyes, and muttered: "This dress is also dirty, and you can simply reward it when you go back." ”

After all, this is the clothes that have been touched by that slut, and when she wears it on her body, she deserves to panic.

She pondered these things, and walked forward, feeling happier than ever.

However, she didn't know that at this time, on the west side of the water pavilion, on the side with her back to the bushes, a window quietly pushed open from the inside, revealing Mingxin's indifferent face.

"I kindly pulled you into the gang, but you actually calculated against me. Third girl, you're not stupid enough to go home. She chuckled and shook her head, leaning over to look out.

Midsummer afternoon, it is the hottest time of the day, the sun is white, the heat is scorching, the surrounding flowers and trees are sunburned, listless, occasionally the wind comes, carry a few wisps of lotus leaves fragrant, the pond is like a curtain, the pavilion is like a cover, but also has its own leisure.

Mingxin bent his lips and smiled, paying attention not to make a sound, and quietly turned out of the window sill, turned back and closed the window drawer.

Looking back, the Water Pavilion is empty, where is the shadow of Xingjibo?

Mingxin bent his eyes.

Xing Jibo will not come to the Water Pavilion, she has long known it.

However, she had never taken the aphrodisiac medicine at all, and she had never intended to accomplish great things by such humble means.

Guo Ling, a stupid person, doesn't know this.

It's just a good show where you lie to me and I lie to you. Count ten steps and take one step, you are the master, and Guo Ling ......

Mingxin shook his head and sneered.

Guo Ling can only see the little place under her nose, but she herself feels that she has mastered the overall situation.

It's just stupid.

She knew that she did have the intention of ascending, and she had already made a promise.

It's just that the way to go is not what she said to Guo Ling.

If there is no backer behind her, even if she enters the Debo Mansion in the name of a good concubine, she will be rubbed to death by the Cheng family sooner or later.

This was not what she wanted.

Even though Xingjibo is her only chance, she wants to seek great profits for herself from this opportunity.

The thought turned to this, and Mingxin couldn't help but sigh softly.

The first thing she took a fancy to was actually Guo Feng.

Guo Chong was deprived of the title of his son, and the most promising successor was Guo Feng.

It's a pity that Guo Feng's official position is too low to accept concubines, and Mingxin is getting older, and she can't afford to spend it, and if she sells herself as a slave and becomes a person in the house who is slaughtered, it is not what she wants.

Therefore, she had to set her sights on Xingjibo Guo Chongwei.

When she found Guo Ling, Mingxin originally wanted to get some help, but after several temptations, she noticed that the other party was acting differently, so she simply planned and set up a game to trap Guo Ling.

Mingxin bent his eyes again, and there was a trace of disdain at the bottom of his eyes.

The little three daughters of the Bofu are not worth her calculations, and beating Guo Ling is just a matter of convenience, whether it is successful or not, she doesn't care.

Standing still under the window, Mingxin calmly dusted his sleeves, brushed away the little dust that was stained when he turned through the window, looked up at the sky again, estimated the hour, and then turned around and went away.

Half a moment later, Cheng led the crowd to kill, but unexpectedly, people went to the pavilion and searched the back garden, but they didn't find Ma Yue'er.

Half an hour later, the mother-in-law who guarded the door came to report and said, "Miss Yue'er left the house with the pair of cards given by the second master." ”

When Cheng heard this, he didn't come around for a while.

Guo Ling, who was shrinking behind the people, was even more confused.

It should obviously be a scene of catching people in the pavilion and beating and killing with sticks, why hasn't this scene started yet, and the protagonist actually ran away?

How can this play be sung?