"No need to be polite. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Mrs. Fuyao half-squinted and squinted at Xie Anzhu, who claimed to be "Mingxuan", and knocked her index finger on the peach wood four immortals square table with the pink tourmaline ring of the silver silk tray, and said, "Sit down." ”

Xie Anzhu sat down on the chair on the right side according to his words, most of them were suspended in the air, and only sat on the edge of the chair a little.

Mrs. Fuyao said again: "What are you doing this day and night?

"When she returned to her mother, Mingxuan went with her uncle to a residence called the 'Mingde Hotel' to meet with state reporters. Xie Anzhu replied, trying to describe modern things in ancient proverbs, "The so-called reporter is a person who records what he has seen and heard, and publishes it to the public in a timely manner for hundreds of millions of people to see." ”

Listening to Xie Anzhu say that she had never seen the world, Mrs. Fuyao's peach blossom eyes showed a look of fascination, Xie Anzhu secretly glanced at Mrs. Fuyao at this time, swallowed his saliva, and continued: "Everyone in the real world is very yearning for my mother's life, and Uncle Huang invited many reporters to spread my mother's deeds more widely, and the printed books have sold hundreds of thousands of copies, and the Internet has been clicked more than 10 million. - Xie Anzhu did not explain what the "Internet click" was about, because it had already been explained before-"They have to compile their mother's deeds into a repertoire, and restore the things recorded by Ming Xuan one by one, and then more people will know about her mother's deeds." ”

After that, Xie Anzhu lowered his head slightly, getting along for two lifetimes, plus after writing a book "Poisonous Woman", there is no one who knows her mother better than her, she yearns for that vast world, under the description of her and her imperial uncle Chen Jin, it is bizarre, it is simply a fairy-like existence, and her mother cares very much about the evaluation of her by people in that world, even if the title of this book is set as a poisonous woman.

You must know that these two words are the most vicious comments in this era, "just the truth." That's what Mrs. Fuyao herself commented on at that time, and she didn't care about it, but Xie Anzhu knew that she still had a pimple in her heart.

It wasn't until later that I heard that there were people in that world who cried for her, were angry with her, scolded Liu Changqing and other scumbags, and applauded what she did in this era, Mrs. Fuyao was full of yearning for that real world.

"They're just reading a novel. Xie Anzhu thought so, but she was very clever not to say it, for Mrs. Fuyao, although the world was named "real", the real real world for her was the place described in the novel and generated by the god-making system.

I don't know how long it took, Mrs. Fuyao finally woke up in the yy derived from Xie Anzhu's words, and said with some smugness on her face: "Make up a drama, I don't know who can play me, and I can have a little bit of energy." ”

"Naturally, no one else can do it. Xie Anzhu echoed softly.

"Hey. Mrs. Fuyao chuckled, but the pride on her face was not reduced by half a point, and her already beautiful face was even more playful because of this little pride, if this appearance was seen by those disciples, she would definitely be fascinated again, then Mrs. Fuyao adjusted her posture again, nodded Xie Anzhu with her right hand, and said with a smile: "Xiaozhu, you are getting better and better at talking." ”

"My daughter is telling the truth. Hearing the title of "Xiaozhu", Xie Anzhu did not mention the name "Mingxuan", she had already seen all the colors of her mother, and she was tired of seeing them, so the expression on her face did not change because of Mrs. Fuyao's demeanor, and maintained her usual respectful look.

But such an attitude was a little boring for Mrs. Fuyao, the expression on her face fell, and she said: "In a few days, the mission of Xiping Haiguo will come, and the emperor has held a banquet in the palace, you can prepare it, send your sisters and sisters casually, dress up and go." ”

It's time for this plot.

Xie Anzhu took a deep breath and lowered his eyebrows and responded: "Yes." ”

"Alright, you can go down if it's okay. Mrs. Fuyao straightened her clothes and gave the order to evict the guests.

"Yes. Xie Anzhu replied again, got up and bent over and walked backwards, this is the posture of the courtiers facing the emperor, the habit left in the previous life, Xie Anzhu is very natural.

Her current identity is Gu Mingxuan, the concubine of the Weiyuan General's Mansion, the original biological mother has a low status, and was killed a year ago.

According to the plot in "Poisonous Woman", a few days later, the original owner of the banquet staged a bitter scene in front of outsiders to blame the sister who was going to participate, and got the opportunity to attend, and hooked up with Chen Heng, the fourth prince of Xiping Haiguo.

Even many years later, he became the fifth husband of Mrs. Fuyao, who helped him ascend to the throne of Xiping Haiguo, and he was fascinated by the famous Mrs. Fuyao, and became the most obedient puppet in the hands of the ambitious Mrs. Fuyao.

However, those things are still far away, and Xie Anzhu is not a relatively simple original owner. She knew what she needed to do, she had to follow her mother's wishes, everything had to follow the original trajectory, so that she could get the perfect ending in the end.

Demon Realm.

This time, Xu Song only stayed in the Demon Realm for five days, and he kept following the speed of Uqidil's team.

This is the legend that he was born with devilish power, and the twin sister of Lord Uqidil, Jiaqidil, has the most sense of existence in the "Gray Feather" army, he did not leave Uqidil's side for a moment, he exudes the breath of a strong man, and has a cold face, so that the other angels who came to report to Uqidil have a feeling of trembling, whenever those angels look up at Xu Song and then their attitude immediately becomes trembling, Uqidil's face has a helpless wry smile.

"It's such a powerful dream that can influence for so long. This is what Ukidil really thinks in his heart.

And Xu Song was completely immersed in his own thoughts, ignoring anyone.

is about to return to reality, Xu Song doesn't know why there is always a poem lingering in his mind: "The waiting hall lights are dim and the rain is cool, and the quiet moon of the small building invades the bed." Amorous but ruthlessly annoyed, tonight is as long as last night. Yuan Hao from the Jin Dynasty asked, and I don't know in what state of mind he wrote this poem, and the middle sentence Xu Song forgot, and then said: "Why hate acacia trees in the West Garden, and wait for begonias with hard plum blossoms." ”

The taste of passive waiting...... Or take the initiative!how? (To be continued.) )