May is the month of evil, and it is not a month to give birth to children in May.

During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Meng Weijun was born on the fifth day of the fifth month of May, which is the evil moon and evil day, and in the middle of the year, May is the time when the anode is born.

Therefore, Meng Weijun was abandoned by his parents as soon as he was born.

His father said, "Those who have children in May, who grow up with the same household, will be detrimental to their parents, so they will not raise it!"

On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, life is very hard, and it is usually frowned upon, which is disliked by parents.

He Zhichun thought, if she didn't have a natural emperor's destiny, she would probably be an unfavored child in the palace, this would be a malicious fate.

What is the purpose of this murderer who specifically killed the lady who is the head of the Nine Poison Days?

According to her experience of reading the book, usually this kind of thing is related to the evil law, and it is a taboo that cannot be touched.

In Chang'an City in June, it is hot, but twilight has fallen, and it still makes people want to stick out their tongues like dogs and pant for breath.

He Zhichun was dressed in a full-breasted half-arm skirt embroidered with garnet red bronzing and embroidery, and her white and tender arms loomed in the tulle.

This dress is the same as the previous three, and wearing it on He Zhichun's body inexplicably makes her feel an ominous atmosphere.

This is the clothes of another popular flower girl in Pingkangfang.

She and Red Sleeves are twin sisters, so they were born on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, Red Sleeves are good at poetry, and the little yellow warbler is as its name suggests, with a good voice.

"Li Langjun wears this shirt, which is more beautiful than Huang Ying. It's just that your chest is flat, it doesn't matter, the slave family will stuff you with two white round steamed buns, and you will have them in the kitchen. ”

The little yellow warbler looked at He Zhichun who was dressed up, and her mouth couldn't close in surprise, are the officials and men of Dali Temple so good-looking now?

I don't want them to live!

He Zhichun felt that she had no face to see people, she was obviously a real little lady!

Now when I wear women's clothes, I have to be stuffed with steamed buns!

Let's take a look at the magnificent appearance of the little yellow warbler...... Ahem......

Cui Jiulang should be really happy with her person! What's going on with a sudden slight touch!

"Li Langjun took risks for Huang Ying, Huang Ying was grateful, and when Lang Jun returned, he was willing to serve Lang Jun night and night......"

She said, her little face was red, this little Langjun is good-looking, just look at the robe, you can know that he is from an extraordinary background, if he can redeem himself because of this......

It's a pity that Wang Wenlin is a tough guy, He Zhichun is still low for his fortress steamed buns, and the little yellow warbler's flattering eyes are thrown to the blind man.

He waved his hand impatiently, "Go down quickly, don't wear red clothes, don't swing back and forth, otherwise your life will be gone, don't blame others." ”

Seeing that his face was not good, Xiao Huang Ying didn't dare to talk nonsense, so she hurriedly ran out in fright.

"You can think about it, if you are really caught by that villain, even if you don't die, you can't tell your innocence. Knowing the difficulty, it is not suitable for women to show their heads. ”

He Zhichun shook her head, she knew that the reason why Wang Wenlin asked her to take the bait was not to embarrass her, but to make her retreat.

But if she retreats here, then what will she do to fight with the king of Jin?

She can't go back.

"How did Wang Shaoqing know that the villain would appear tonight? Of the previous three cases, two were in the capital, but one was not, so it can be seen that the place where he committed the crime was not necessarily in Chang'an City. ”

"Chang'an City, there are not many little ladies born on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, how do you know that he will choose the little yellow warbler?"

"Jin Wuwei has already been ambushed, if this is the case, I can be caught, then this villain is too powerful."

Wang Wenlin saw that the arrow was on the string, and he had to send it, and he faintly regretted it.

He didn't expect He Zhichun to be so bold.

"Early this morning, Xiao Huang Ying suddenly received this red shirt, as well as a gold ingot, and the same note, asking her to meet at Huazhi Bridge in Pingkangfang today."

"When you walk for a while, pay attention to your posture."

A noble girl like He Zhichun walks in a certain rhythm and synchronization, beautiful and steady, but people like Xiao Huang Ying are so enchanting and how they come.

He Zhichun almost choked to death with his own saliva, what the hell?

Could it be that she wants to twist her thin waist?

What a shame!

But the big talk has already been released, so you can't say no now!

He Zhichun pretended to be a little yellow warbler, twisted his small waist, covered his face with a fan, and walked towards the Huazhi Bridge.

A group of Jin Wuwei led by Li Siwen had already set up an ambush nearby.

Cui Jiu was lying next to him yawning.

"Cui Jiu Cui Jiu, look at it, which brother from Dali Temple is pretending, the little yellow warbler feels fat and has become a little yellow duck", Li Siwen pulled Cui Jiu's hair and said in a low voice.

The matter of Gao Mian was over, and when the British duke returned, he hanged and beat him, and the next day he kicked him back to Jinwuwei.

Cui Jiu pulled his hair back, "Isn't this normal?" Can the old man be weak and help the wind? This plan doesn't work, why not let the little yellow warbler come by herself? ”

Not to mention the big men, even the aristocratic little ladies are all beautiful with roundness, which is called blessed.

He rubbed his eyes and took a look, and suddenly became angry, "Which fool in Dali Temple did it, see that Lao Tzu doesn't cut him!" actually let Ah Qiao come! ”

Li Siwen shrunk his neck, can Cui Jiu pretend that he didn't hear what he said, and won't settle accounts with him in the future?

He thought about making up for his mistakes, and made a gesture to ask his brothers to call more people over, if something happened to He Zhichun, then they would all die.

The people of Dali Temple are too messy, don't you want Sun Fu's official hat?

Cui Jiu looked at He Zhichun dressed up like this, and he couldn't wait to take off his robe immediately, wrap her, and then carry her home.

What should I do if I want to gouge out the dog's eyes of the people around me?

He Zhichun stood on the Huazhi Bridge, changing one hundred and eight postures that he thought were very beautiful, and he didn't see a person come to talk to her.

Half an hour has passed since the agreed time, and there is still not a single ghost to be seen.

But Wang Wenlin didn't call her, and she didn't dare to leave.

In the end, He Zhichun really couldn't think of how to stand anymore, so he had to take out a piece of dim sum from his sleeve pocket and chew it secretly.

Speaking of tears, in order to be able to wear the skirt of the little yellow warbler, it is useless to eat tonight, and she is about to starve to death.

Wang Wenlin looked angry and didn't come out, is your sleeve a bottomless pit?

After eating this and eating that, do you want to make a pot of tea next, and then move a leisurely chair, lie down and eat melon seeds and listen to people talk about small songs!

"Li Fifteen, I'm back."

Wang Wenlin looked at the time, it was indeed unlikely that someone would appear tonight, so he jumped down from the tree and shouted.

He Zhichun nodded, patted the dim sum dregs on his hands, and was about to leave, when he felt a heat on his body.

A robe draped over her shoulders.

Cui Jiu had a gloomy face and looked at Wang Wenlin, "Who is so-and-so, it turned out to be Wang Shaoqing." If a gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, if you let Li 15 get into danger again in the future, don't blame him for being unkind. ”

Wang Wenlin looked at Cui Jiu and asked seriously: "Then when other people come, aren't they in danger?" ”

Cui Jiu sneered, "The others are not Li Fifteen!" ”

"Besides, your bad idea is not appropriate, she looks like this, no matter who looks at her, she will not be a little yellow warbler. Most of the people who make a living by selling jokes are in a state of panic. How could a person like Li Fifteen, who was dying and still be able to eat a piece of snack, be a little yellow warbler. ”