"Who'?......"

Mozi is an honest woman.

But fortunately, this honest relationship is only reflected in words and deeds, especially in a Qinglou woman, which is particularly eye-catching.

Not all the women in Yihong Courtyard have to show their faces. Flower porridge is one of them, and this drink of Mozi is the second.

Of course, this is not an easy task.

No, the flower porridge has disappeared in the past two days, and she is already a rough girl, so she has to be replaced by the old bustard's order.

Tianyu City was cold and cold, and the snow melted and melted and fell, so that the ice became thicker and thicker, and it became even more cold and difficult to walk in the evening. She is of medium stature, her face is quite delicate, and her goose egg face is not as beautiful as the Oiran in the front yard who are thin and beautiful, and the kind of appearance that I see pity is probably only suitable for the Oiran of the Qinglou.

He was taken captive from the Demon Jue Country, and he always maintained a certain degree of refuge in his homeland, so he was naturally developed into a member of the Qingshan Netherworld.

Carrying firewood, which was several times larger than his own volume, always made passers-by who walked by in the wind and rain not far away think that it was a carriage transporting firewood.

The deeper we go in winter, the less firewood we can find in the woods, in the cols, or in the carpet with a leather scraper, and the more difficult it becomes.

The law of Tianyu City stipulates that the earth belongs to the slave owner, and the leaves growing on the ground are also the slave owner's, and the leaves falling on the ground are of course the slave owner's.

Among these slave owners, in addition to the Demon Emperor, the most harmful is of course Ye Ye Protector.

Therefore, chopping or collecting firewood can only be done in a limited area. I ran a little farther today, and of course it was already the first half of the night when I came back.

"Who!" was shrouded in darkness, and when he rested on the firewood for a while, he saw a figure standing in the snow.

Chumo asked in a panic.

But the figure had not yet arrived.

In a panic, Chumo was scared half to death. I heard that the refugees outside the gate of Tianyu City are crying every night, it is said that many people are starving to death, and they can't even bother to bury them, so it is certain that they will become zombies haunted, and it has spread into the city.

Ji Mo hurriedly shrank back on the chai he.

After waiting for a long time, the ink did not move, but the shadow did not move.

Suspicious, he tried to open his mouth and asked, "Who......? Squat...... Squatting on top of the snow to scare ...... Scary?" I trembled when I carried the firewood knife, I was scared, but the more I was afraid, the more ghosts I had. A few strands of hair hung down, and the wide and thick brown cotton robe was already intolerant of wind and cold, and his bloodless lips were more and more frightened, and he couldn't say half a complete sentence.

After sneaking over, shaking his hands and feet and looking at it for a long time, Fang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mother. It turned out to be a cat ......"

"Meow...... Meow—"

"You are a cat, you can't crawl on four legs and walk on two legs, you are going to become a sperm!"

He breathed a sigh of relief and laughed at how he could be such a small cat and see that he was a human.

"Right...... Let's ......."

"Right...... ......The cat's footsteps did not stop, and before I knew it, the footsteps came from behind, getting heavier and heavier...... Chu Mo panicked, as if she was walking in this direction of herself, and she quickly arched behind Chai He.

"Have you ever succeeded?" asked a man, in a suffrage of words.

"If you go back to the Lord, this Yihong Courtyard has searched no less than ten times...... Dry, confined space, and where the flower porridge footprint can go. Anyone who meets these three conditions has been carefully studied below. The other voice continued respectfully. "So far, there is no eyebrow...... Besides, the management of this Yihong Courtyard is loose on the surface, but it is solid on the inside......!"

After hearing the wind and snow, a few words came intermittently, and his heart was secretly shocked. I know that this Qingshan Netherworld Sect is based in Yihong Courtyard, could it be that a few of them have exposed some of their feet?

"Virtuous nephew, this ...... Hiss...... According to common sense, this thing has been with the slave girl for fifteen years, and she can't carry it on her at any time, and she has to ensure that it is foolproof...... Right...... Ahem - dry, confined space, she must be hiding in some hidden place. You can order someone to go with you—it's not a good thing to have a lot of people—or do you check it out for me according to these three rules...... Ahem......"

The Mo behind Chai He could hear the footsteps outside very messy, obviously the lord seemed to have weak lung qi, and he had to pour several times between words. The footsteps stumbled and basically reached the door of this house, and Mo Mo was frightened into a cold sweat, for fear that these two people would come over here in order to rest.

......When Chai He was kicked away, he was wrapped in a snowflake and shivered like a dog's ink, and behind the screen partition wall at the door of a house a little farther away, he felt like the sky was falling......

When I opened my eyes for a long time, I felt that the two of them were sheltering from the wind by Chai He.

"Virtuous nephew. cough-cough-" The other old panting man leaned on Chai He and shouted at the other, the words sounding very labored, and he was already coughing all over the place.

When he heard this, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to fall in one breath, and the next moment he would die, and he wouldn't be able to run away.

"Uncle. You saved me in that vicious battle, and I, Yan Bocen, lost all my relatives in the war. Therefore, my uncle can rest assured that his subordinates will do their best to ensure that the Lord's will is fulfilled. ......”

I don't know if it was because of these words, or if it was hot in the leeward area, the person who coughed was much better, and he said: "The last time the Protector Mansion was in the Protector's Mansion, the Holy Prince's heart was so soft that he failed to succeed. Instead, he released the female slave flower porridge and said that he would put a long line to catch a big fish. If you miss this time......?......"

The sound of squirming sounded, and it was estimated that the two of them were helping each other to find a place to sit.

Listening to what the two of them said, it should be related to the young master of Qingshan, if they found out that they were eavesdropping, wouldn't it be enough to cut off their own ten heads.

"For the sake of the saints, for the sake of eternal peace. Several generations of Xian Wengzi have painstakingly studied Guiguzi's suicide note, and it is said that the female slave Hua Congee failed to save that Fang Gongzi this time. Sure enough, she should have no spiritual blood. Her blood doesn't seem to be as good as the Lord's history. The people who spoke paused for a moment, and then came one by one: "Uncle, my nephew's ancestors are also from a wealthy family, and they have read a lot. It's just that I have been grinding these two books for more than ten years, and this spiritual blood cultivation technique ......"

"It's not good...... the panting man held his chest with one hand, pushed that Yan Bocen to the door with one palm, and said suddenly in one go, "There is someone here...... Ahem......"

"It's over. I'm afraid I can't beg for mercy. How about pretending to be stupid......?"

"Meow...... Meow...... Uh-huh...... "A fluffy cat glared at Lan Yingying's eyes, dug into the ink fiercely, and slipped out from the front.

A dark figure in front of him, agile, jumped in two steps and walked in front of the screen partition wall......

Seeing that he collided with the cat, he stabbed the cat with a sword.

"Meow, meow...... Meow!" the cat's voice grew faint until it was silent at last.

The figure flew up, and with a "bang......", a thing simmered ...... "flutter", and landed at the feet of Mozi......

"It's a cat—" He ran back and helped the other man.

"Oh, it doesn't matter. I said that when I stood by this bundle of firewood, the snow under my feet was already solid?...... It turns out that the beasts also know to shelter from the wind and warm ...... cough ......" another human.

Seeing the two of them walking away, he thought in his heart: "Jiang Yang is auspicious, Jiang Yang is auspicious-"

......

......

Today, in the middle of the night, I was a little out of breath.

When he held the food box in his hand, he walked all the way to the gate of the Red Sleeve Tianxiang Pavilion in Yihong Courtyard, and found that the door was dark and there were eight black-clothed brocade guards lined up on both sides.

Because of the dark color of his clothes, he stood silently at the door of the red light, and because of his long-term habit of lowering his eyebrows and looking at people in Yihong Hospital, he often didn't care about looking up at people, so he rushed over in a daze, and when he arrived at the door, he startled himself.

Xin said: "Today's Yihong Courtyard, big people gather!"

Pushing the door in, looking through the backs of a group of black presses, leaning on the edge of the mahogany couch, a gray brocade robe, a gold embroidered cardigan coat, a circle of white fur collar to show identity, circled a young man with a long figure.

The man was guessing the drinking order with the red-sleeved girl, and he was very happy.

Ink hair flies, long legs are casually set up on a chair.

This person is the most noble, unattainable prince in Tianyu City, the Gu King, and arrogant.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has already brought a face towel, and he is confused not to wear a face towel, this Yihong Courtyard has been here several times. Chu Mo recognized him, and muttered secretly in his heart: "The young master is not more troublesome, but it is true that he is unladylike when he meets people...... This guy appeared in this green building in the middle of the night, and he was really not a good bird!"

He was about to bring the porridge and other dishes to Red Sleeves, but the guzheng song stopped.

Wearing a green skirt, a circle of white mink jackets and white skin that became more and more set off by the candlelight, she beckoned to Jimo, and shouted with a smile: "Jimo, you are finally here! The prince found the flower porridge here...... So I said to him, "You are the closest to that porridge......"

Innocent was already drunk, talking nonsense, leaning forward and backward, swaying and pacing, and on one side of the hand about to pull the ink sleeve, causing her arm to slip away, and almost threw the food box out......

"Oh, I'm heart-to-heart for the flower porridge......" The innocent snot and tears flowed down his face, his face was red and his ears were red and he complained to Mozi, and he heard that she was the closest to the flower porridge, and he seemed to be reminded of his thoughts: "I'm afraid of melting in my mouth, and I'm afraid that she will be cold when I hold it in my arms - how can I say that I follow others when I follow others?"

"Oh. He glanced at the man.

The contempt in my heart is not overflowing, how did I say this, it is good for the young master, so good that I want to come to this Yihong Courtyard to find the answer-

"Originally, he kept babbling all night that he had come here to buy drunk after the porridge was a burden to him—" Redsleeves explained.

Why did the girl fail him? Thinking of an answer in her heart, she couldn't help but change her face.

Red Sleeves glanced at the ink girl seriously, and finally gave up persuading Innocent, and shouted, "Okay, you can help him...... Whatever you decide, it's—"

"I'm very good with my sister Hua Congee. Unexpectedly, Chu Mo took the initiative to stand up and make a promise to the prince. "Fang Gongzi is just getting closer to Hua Congee, and he often hears Sister Hua Congee talk about the prince's ......"

Innocent hurriedly shook the rough hand of chopping wood and said, "She definitely didn't say anything good about me. ”

"That's a good thing. She said that the prince must not be in the same party as the protector of the country!" Chu Mo said this, he didn't know his selfish intentions, but he saw that the young master was talking and laughing with the prince, and he guessed wildly in his heart.

He giggled and glanced at Red Sleeves.

The red-sleeved but Nunu mouthed, waved his hand to signal a few black-clothed guards at the door to withdraw from the door, vainly arguing that he would be an important minister of the court, and the wall had ears, and it would be rumored that he would go out, and he would attract the goods of his body.

Seeing that there was no one around, Red Sleeves pulled Wuxian to sit down on his gum, poured him full of wine in person, and said with a wry smile: "The slave family knows that you are in trouble. But this evil is not good---- you and the lord of Linglang County already have a marriage contract, who doesn't know this Tianyuan Kingdom, who doesn't know! Don't say anything else, just stay in Yihong Courtyard in one move, wouldn't it make Hua Congee misunderstand that you are indeed a prodigal son, how about it?"

"Misunderstanding, where is there a misunderstanding!" sneered innocently. Said: "I said it myself, I ...... with her for the sake of spiritual blood" Wuxian didn't find the right words to describe this relationship for a while, "dating" or "pretending to be in love with her", he was still confused.

"What did she promise you?" asked Redsleeves, draining the glass of wine from her glass.

"Where are the promises! We're just guessing at each other...... What can you do with me as a prince?" asked innocently and coldly.

"But that still doesn't hide the fact that she's dependent on you...... Ah? Hua Congee is just a woman? Your several gatherings are all due to your persistence? At the beginning of the street fighting, you saved her once, but the slave family watched Hua Congee sometimes seem to be a little stunned. But since that day when Yihong Courtyard performed shadow puppetry, the entire Yihong Courtyard Oiran has all admired the good fortune of flower porridge?"

The red sleeves stumbled and crawled angrily in the dust.

will speak according to the prince's wishes, the so-called seeing people and talking about people, and talking about ghosts is just a survival skill for a woman in the Qinglou.

"She doesn't deserve the affection of the prince. Redsleeves said again.

Ao Wuxian was stunned and said, "No. You are a dusty woman, and you know how much love is in the world!"

The Mo over there was already about to leave the room, and suddenly burst out with a sentence: "Looking for love?!, the prince came to this Qinglou to find just a bitch......?"

"But she's good-looking. Red Sleeves twitched the corners of her mouth, she knew that men were visual creatures, so she was busy explaining clearly. This sentence was sour, and she thought, your prince said that the porridge left you, but from your own mouth, it seems that the prince himself asked to disperse first.

As for the prince himself who said something that he looked down on the Qinglou woman, she didn't think so, in order to listen to the obedient words, wouldn't everyone in the Qinglou woman have to hang herself and throw herself into the well.

"You say it seems like there is such a thing...... "Ao Wuxian was already drunk, but his eyes were round, and he said angrily: "Flower porridge is the most beautiful!"

"......" Red Sleeves was silent. Sure enough, although the two of them have fallen apart, the prince is still the same as before, and does not allow others to talk about flower porridge with the slightest flaw. Proud raised his glass again. "It's not good-looking, there's a bird to use! The day before yesterday we had parted ways, she took her Yangguan Avenue, and this prince crossed this prince's single-plank bridge——"

"Drink and drink, this prince will stay overnight in Yihong Courtyard, and when the sun rises tomorrow morning, I will let Mantian Yucheng know this...... Message. Arrogant and innocent pressed the delicate body of the red sleeves, and the mouth touched the mouth.

She felt that the room was too oppressive and dreary, and she was about to turn away:

But when he heard a "whoa-" sound, the red sleeves over there scolded: "The prince vomited the slave family......!