Yun Wujiang pondered for a while, and found that he didn't have the feeling of acting in a bitter love scene for this old eunuch, and then emphasized to Fuquan again with a straight face: "I think Fuquan's father-in-law doesn't love me anymore!" When I was a child, I was given dried apricots. ”

It's not preserved apricots, it's sugar osmanthus.

Sugar osmanthus! Sugar osmanthus! Sugar osmanthus!

Fuquan felt tired to death, how could he not know that this little ancestor still had the talent for acting? It's also thanks to him that he can calmly say anything like love or not in front of this wrinkled old face, and he doesn't feel uncomfortable.

If Yun Wujiang knew what Fuquan was thinking at the moment, he would definitely give him a thumbs up and praise: "The cognition is in place." ”

How many times have I carried the black pot to him in the past so many years, and I have a grudge against him for not blocking it once. Sure enough, it's the Heavenly Family, and it's easy to be moody, unpredictable, or anything like that.

Father-in-law Fuquan silently lit a row of wax for himself, and asked tentatively: "The slave promises that he will never let you be beaten next time, can you?" ”

Although the bitter words just now were said, the expression of the Nine Emperor Princes was slightly embarrassed! But it's also better than the previous two days. When he came to deliver the shark yarn two days ago, the shark yarn was left behind, and he was directly sent back.

He is a dignified chief of internal supervision, the first celebrity around the queen, who doesn't hold it before and after, even if other princes meet him, he has to respectfully shout his father-in-law, who knows that this kid doesn't give face at all.

It's just this little ancestor.

No one believes it, a dignified eunuch in the inner court is actually not as good as a shark yarn!

Yun Wujiang pursed his lips, obviously dissatisfied with the conditions proposed by Fuquan. Isn't it what he should do to protect himself from being beaten? Actually embarrassed to talk about this?

Fu Quan saw that Yun Wujiang didn't speak, and said in his heart, this kid has grown up and has a heart. It used to be so coaxing, but now it's actually going to talk about the conditions for the society. Fuquan simply added a fire, otherwise this kid wouldn't know how to open his mouth.

"Then why don't you go back and ask the queen to apologize to you?" Fu Quan asked cautiously as he bowed his body.

Faced with Fuquan's malicious question, Yun Wujiang was instantly confused. He just wants to ask for some benefits, why doesn't this old eunuch play his cards according to the routine? If he dares to let Fuquan go to the palace like this to reply, his emperor Lao Tzu will have to clean him up tomorrow. Mixed doubles will definitely be staged.

Other princes generally make mistakes by verbal reprimands, and the most serious ones are solved by punishment, and he is the only one - beaten, what a painful love!

Yun Wujiang blinked his eyes, and said with a straight face: "It is a natural thing for a mother to educate her children, not to mention that this matter is originally my fault, if I let the queen mother apologize to me, wouldn't it be against heavenly principles?" ”

"But...... If a slave watches his master being beaten and doesn't stop it, it must be the slave's fault. Yun Wujiang stretched out his finger and nodded on the table in front of him, and continued: "But I have always been magnanimous, I am in a bad mood today and eat too many lychees, if no one complains to my mother tomorrow, I should be in a better mood." ”

"These two are thousands of miles away from the capital. The lychees are kept in ice, and it takes more than a month to reach the capital. My father took pity on the people's livelihood, and he made hundreds of baskets every year. There are so many Qingliu nobles and officials in the capital, and even if the king is the most favored prince, he will be divided into three baskets. ”

Yun Wujiang stretched out three fingers and shook them at Fu Quan, "It stands to reason that such a rare tribute should be something that everyone is eager to eat." It's just that some people don't like to eat ......."

The words are so clear, Fuquan should understand even if he is a mallet, not to mention that he is still very smart. can serve the first queen in the court, and now serve the current queen, where can it be a simple role.

Fu Quan felt a little crying and laughing, seeing that this kid was so serious, he thought that he was going to make some request, but it turned out to be like this. In the end, he is still a child who has not grown up.

Isn't it just helping the Nine Emperor Princes hide from the queen that he was overeating lychees today? I went back and asked this mansion to cook more soup to cool off the heat, after all, there are three fires for a lychee. This mansion is full of the emperor's eyeliner, and the Nine Emperors make a few false compliments every day, as long as the emperor is willing, he can clearly know. Yun Wujiang also knew that he was the one who conveyed the news in the palace, so he simply let him hide it.

As for the Gongguo lychee, it was even simpler, he didn't like to eat it, and he was going to give the basket in his hand directly to Yun Wujiang. Now that Yun Wujiang has taken the initiative to bring it up, it can be regarded as a favor from him.

Fuquan touched his face and said: "The slave will not mention to the emperor that you have eaten too much lychees today, and the basket of lychees that the slave will be rewarded will be sent to you later." Then, you see, the queen is still waiting in the palace......"

Fuquan was so happy, Yun Wujiang naturally had nothing to worry about, and shouted: "Lingzhi, come in!" Change the clothes of the main palace, and the main palace must enter the palace immediately! ”

Yun Wujiang realized that he had changed his clothes before he reacted, he should have let Fuquan enter the palace by himself, and he would arrive later. If you go together, you won't torture him to death?

The fact immediately gave Yun Wujiang a slap in the face, at first Yun Wujiang could ignore Fuquan's nagging, and then he almost wanted to kill him.

"Lord Wang, you are also out of the palace to build a mansion, don't be like a child. People who are so big should say kiss after the year. Hey, it's still good when I was a child, soft and glutinous, so small, I feel nervous when I hold it in my hand......"

"Don't think Lingzhi is ugly and don't want to see him, in fact, he is very careful and smart."

"Also, remember to drink more soup to clear the fire, you have eaten too many lychees today......"

There was a rare breeze in the afternoon of July, which relieved the heat tightly wrapped in the air, and when he heard Fuquan's tireless chatter, Yun Wujiang's mind changed several times, first he felt warm, and then he felt disgusted, and he felt helpless after hearing enough, but he was a little happy.

Is this habitual masochism? Father-in-law Fuquan, you are so good.

It is said that the heavenly family is ruthless, but his parents have loved him since he was a child, his brothers are friendly, and even Fuquan is so good. He was so blessed.

If you can eat your favorite lychee every day, you will be happier.

At the same time, in the Nanyue District of the capital, there was a delicate and beautiful three-entry house.

Xie Sansheng felt like an insect trapped in a spider's web, he could see some white light, and every time he struggled, he could drive the crystal white silk thread, but he couldn't break free.

The white light became brighter and wider in my mind, and the heat that was peculiar to midsummer diffused in the air made it seem as if I could hear some slight sound of wind and insects chirping in my ears.

As a person who practices martial arts, Xie Sansheng doesn't like this state of being able to feel the outside world but not sober. After a moment of confusion in his mind, Xie Sansheng could finally feel the slightest trace of the true qi in his body wandering, and after concentrating on running the true qi for two weeks, Xie Sansheng slowly opened his eyes.

As far as the eye can see, it is a pale green tent roof, which is embroidered with light moire, which is complex and exquisite.

She was lying on a shelf bed. The size of the shelf bed is very large, and the front of the bed has two more columns on both sides, and the door circumference is a moon hole shape, made of sandalwood. The bed was a light pear color, and on the side of the bed against the wall there were several elaborate lattices on which all sorts of things used by the boudoir lady were placed.

However, Xie Sansheng didn't care about these things, and she saw in her eyes that there was only the sword in the most eye-catching position. Her saber.

This sword was a gift from her master on her thirteenth birthday, and it was called "Qing Kill". This sword is said to be owned by a very famous swordsman of the previous dynasty, and his martial arts have been perfected. It is said that in the hands of the swordsmen of the previous dynasty, when the "green kill" shot, there will be a burst of cyan sword light afterimage. Why is it said that it is a remnant of the sword light, because the sword is too fast, and just after seeing the sword light, the person has already been killed.

I don't know why this sword later came into the hands of Xie Sansheng's master, and when Xie Sansheng was thirteen years old, it was passed on to Xie Sansheng again.

Xie Sansheng only said that this sword was the master's saber at that time, and later heard that the famous name of "Qing Killing" was ashamed. The master only said that her martial arts practice is not pure, and it is difficult to reach the realm of the grandmaster in this life, rather than letting the sword be dusted, it is better to hand it over to someone with fate.

At that time, Xie Sansheng didn't seem to understand, and he didn't know why the master thought that she was destined to be a person, but since the master decided to give it to her, she would stay. The so-called "given by the elderly, it is impossible to resign." ”

Xie Sansheng sat up on the bedpost, paused, and his face was a little surprised. It's normal for this bedpost to have a relief on it, but the relief pattern he just touched is actually a phoenix?

Xie Sansheng grabbed the "green kill" and stood up, only to find that he was embarrassed to find that he was only wearing underwear, not coats and trousers.

Bastard! Fortunately, there were his clothes hanging next to the bed, grabbed them and put them on, and Xie Sansheng sorted out his thoughts.

Her last memory was having dinner with Master. Although she was raised by her master, her master was pure and had a cold temperament, and rarely got along with her except when he taught her.

Although Xie Sansheng is already seventeen years old, he has very limited time with his master in private, and he has to sigh that his master has lived out as an immortal. On weekdays, I always try my best to get along with Master more.

When Cheng Xinjun summoned Xie Sansheng to dinner, although Xie Sansheng was shocked, he was immediately surrounded by joy. It seems that Master is not so much like a cloud immortal.

Not only did the master and apprentice have a weird and quiet dinner, but Cheng Xinjun stayed overnight with Xie Sansheng. Then Xie Sansheng woke up and was here.

Feng Tenth Floor is heavily guarded, if she is transferred to another place unconsciously, it must be her master Cheng Xinjun who made a move, she doesn't believe that Feng Tenth Floor does not have her master's order, who would dare?

Xie Sansheng sat on the head of the bed, ran his true qi to his wrist, and pulled out the "green kill", the sword light flashed, and sure enough, a phoenix with wings carved on the bedpost was beautifully carved, at least at the level of a national hand.

Phoenix? It seems that the master is iron-hearted. Isn't she crazy?

Xie Sansheng looked at the sky speechlessly, rolling his eyes a standard. Why didn't she know that her master still had this habit of operating in the dark? And why did she get married for some reason?

Master, didn't you say that you want your disciples to serve you for the rest of your life? Even if you want me to marry, you have to marry someone who is more reliable.