Rich..."

In the palace of King Zuoxian, Murong Huiying hugged Zhou Fugui and suddenly cried.

"Yingying, what's the matter?" Zhou Fugui asked softly.

Murong Huiying didn't answer, but just cried more and more sadly, and tears wet Zhou Fugui's chest.

For Xuelin City, Murong Huiying is much clearer than Zhou Fugui.

Murong Huiying didn't want Zhou Fugui to go to Xuelin City, but what could she do? Moreover, at this time, Emperor Yan's holy decree had been issued, and even Murong Bolie had no way to stop it.

"Yingying, are you worried about me?" Zhou Fugui asked with a smile.

"Fugui, when you go, I don't know when we will meet again." Murong Huiying sobbed.

"Yingying, Zhou only believes in one sentence in this life..."Zhou Fugui said when he heard this: "That is the road of heaven and earth, in this world, there is always a solution to any difficulty."

"Hmm..." Murong Huiying knew that Zhou Fugui was comforting herself, but her heart was even more uncomfortable.

"Fugui, why don't we run?" After a while, Murong Huiying hugged Zhou Fugui and asked.

"Elopement?" Zhou Fugui shook his head when he heard this: "The next strategy is not advisable! Elopement is a fugitive, you have to hide and hide for the rest of your life, and you can't see the light, besides, are you willing to let your parents and other family members go? This house may be a lifetime, at least a long time, and the same is true for Zhou, my mother has lost her eldest brother, if I run again, how can she be a good old man?"

Although Zhou Fugui objected, he was extremely moved in his heart, Murong Huiying actually wanted to elope with him for himself and as a princess, what a deep affection this is, so Zhou Fugui put one hand around Murong Huiying's fragrant back, and the other hand wrapped around her willow waist, hugged her in his arms, and comforted her softly: "Yingying, you have to believe me, believe in the endless road of heaven, and believe in the day when the willows and flowers will shine."

"Well, Fugui, Yingying believes in you." Murong Huiying nodded.

"One day, I will marry you into my Zhou family." Zhou Fugui said again: "Let the whole world know that you Princess Ziyue, Murong is my wife of Zhou Fugui, and what am I doing for you... Husband, well, that's the husband."

"Rich... The two of them said emotionally, and Murong Huiying also felt that Zhou Fugui had changed again, so she blushed and said in a greasy voice, her body was still twisting in Zhou Fugui's arms.

"Ouch, not good!" Just as Zhou Fugui was about to fight with Murong Huiying for three hundred rounds, he suddenly remembered something, so he exclaimed.

"Huh? What happened?" Murong Huiying sat up when she heard this, looked at Zhou Fugui and asked, but her face was still red.

"Ying... Ying... Hey..." Zhou Fugui hesitated for a while before saying, "Yingying, you treat me like this, Zhou should also be honest, it's a matter of the little young girl, hey, this is a mistake, confused, but Zhou doesn't know what to do..."

At this time, Zhou Fugui's brain was extremely chaotic, but he still told Murong Huiying about the matter between himself and Xiaoqing.

Zhou Fugui turned into a thief today and visited Zuoxian's mansion at night, the purpose was to end the relationship between himself and Murong Huiying, but he ended up in bed... Isn't it a disappointment to Xiaoqing if he doesn't believe in his words?

"You..." Murong Huiying was so angry that she pushed Zhou Fugui down on the bed, looked at him and said angrily, "You flowery monkey, you actually... Actually... You're going to be someone... Are you? You've gone too far, haven't you?"

"Hey, Yingying, who knows?" Zhou Fugui didn't know how to explain it.

"Is she pretty or am I pretty?" Murong Huiying reached out and stroked her long hair, and the long hair like a waterfall sprinkled from the side of the jade neck onto her crisp chest.

"Of course, my family Yingying is the most beautiful in the world, and there is no match!"

At this time, Murong Huiying's smooth and white body, as if it had no bones, was in contact with Zhou Fugui's skin, and on her slightly angry face, her eyes were fluttering, and her lips trembled slightly.

Murong Huiying is indeed a rare beauty in the world, just like a fairy in the Nine Heavens, so Zhou Fugui's words are indeed from the bottom of his heart, and there is no trace of pandering to Murong Huiying.

Zhou Fugui has also seen several beauties in this world, such as Xiaoqing, Queen Murong Qing, Murong Xiaoxiao, etc., none of them can compare to Murong Huiying.

"Phew, who's from your family?" Murong Huiying blushed and took a sip of Zhou Fugui before asking, "Do you like her more or me?"

"Of course... Yes—" Zhou Fugui smiled, "Do you want to hear the truth or lie?"

"What do you say?" Murong Huiying glanced at Zhou Fugui and said, "You dare to tell lies, today... Hum... We prairie women, love someone to the bone, hate a person the same, just like you said, love deeply, hate deeply, but we will never be like your women, self-pity, meet Bo Xinglang, will be a scimitar to serve."

"Lang Jun..." Murong Huiying then swiped her jade finger between Zhou Fugui's chest and abdomen, and laughed tiredly, "Do you want to die or live?"

"Live, of course you want to live, only fools want to die." Zhou Fugui was so frightened when he heard the words that he begged for mercy again and again.

Her uncle's scimitar waits at every turn, who can stand this? Zhou Fugui lamented in his heart.

"Xiaoqing... I sympathize more with her, sympathize with her suffering, sympathize with her ill-fated fate, I can't bear to reject her, I can't bear to break her heart..." Zhou Fugui finally told the truth under Murong Huiying's "forced death": "Besides, people are not pigs and dogs, people always have feelings, Xiaoqing, she has always been by my side, how can I bear to make her heartbroken? And you, Yingying, Zhou are sincere to you, and your sincerity is in your bones..."

"Yingying, don't hide it, Zhou has always been arrogant, but I didn't expect it, hey, Zhou also has an inferiority complex one day!" Zhou Fugui then sighed.

"Zhou Lang, don't say it, Yingying knows." When Murong Huiying heard this, she was suddenly extremely moved and fell on Zhou Fugui's body, and said softly.

There is no inferiority complex without love, and today's Zhou Fugui visited Zuoxian's mansion at night, which is actually a manifestation of inferiority.

"You're not waiting for a scimitar?" Zhou Fugui suddenly turned over and pressed Murong Huiying under him, and asked after a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Your bones itch? Want to wait for a scimitar?" Murong Huiying laughed.

"If you don't wait for the scimitar, it's time for Zhou to show the knife!" Zhou Fugui said that, he pressed Murong Huiying under him and acted recklessly.

Murong Huiying knew that there was not much time left for the two to get together, so she gritted her silver teeth and gave in tactfully.

．．．．．．．．．．．．．．．．．．

"When... While... When..."

"There's a snitch! There's a snitch!"

"Catch the Flower Thief! Catch the Flower Snitch!"

"Quick, quick, he's going to the princess's house!"

"Surround, don't let him run!"

I don't know how long it took, Zuoxian Wangfu suddenly sounded a gong, and the people were full of voices, shouting "catch the snitch".

"Fly... Thief? Flower Snitch?" Zhou Fugui was shocked and asked after getting up from Murong Huiying.

"Giggles..." At first, Murong Huiying was also shocked, but she was unusually smart, and in a blink of an eye, she understood what was going on, pointing at Zhou Fugui and laughing: "You are like this, you are not a flower picking snitch, what are you?"

"Oh no, old man!" At this time, Zhou Fugui was not in the mood to laugh with Murong Huiying, complaining bitterly.

At that time, Zhou Fugui just knocked the old husband unconscious, and threw him into the grass after a little binding, because he was old, Zhou Fugui was afraid that he would be tied up tightly and hurt his life, so he just tied him hastily.

At this moment, the old man must have broken free, thus alarming the people of the palace.

If Zhou Fugui is caught by the people of the palace, even if Murong Huiying protects him in every possible way, Zhou Fugui will definitely die.

Originally, he was a prisoner and prisoner who was going to be sent to Xuelin City, and he actually picked flowers in the Zuoxian Mansion of the Great Yan Kingdom late at night... If you don't die, you have to shed your skin.

Murong Huiying also thought of the key point here, so the two of them hurriedly got up and dressed, and thought about countermeasures.

"Tom... Tong... Tom..."

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of slamming the door downstairs, and the two of them were shocked and looked at each other.

Murong Huiying's residence was a two-story attic, and Murong Huiying naturally lived on the second floor, and the first floor was where her maidservants rested.

The attic is larger, the wooden doors and walls are extremely thick, so the sound insulation effect is acceptable, Zhou Fugui and Murong Huiying talked and laughed in a low voice on the second floor, and then made some movements, the maids who lived on the first floor could not hear it, even if they could hear some movement, without Murong Huiying's permission, they did not dare to go upstairs to inquire.

"Bathing, bathing, clothes, clothes..." There are three wings on the second floor, one is where Murong Huiying sleeps, one is where she bathes, and finally there is a narrower clean room... The situation is critical at the moment, but there is only a rusty couch, a round table, and some wardrobes in the bedroom, and there is no way to hide a tall person like Zhou Fugui under the wardrobe or bed, so Murong Huiying pointed to the bathing room and whispered to Zhou Fugui, wanting him to hide in the bathing room.

When Zhou Fugui heard this, he ran to the bath, so Murong Huiying reminded him to put on his clothes.

When Zhou Fugui heard this, he put on wet black clothes and hid in the bathing room.

Murong Huiying took a deep breath, tidied up the dress on her body, and then felt that it was inappropriate, and made a mess of it again, then rolled her eyes, opened the wooden window, and lit a few sticks of sandalwood, desperately used a small fan to fan the sandalwood, so that the sandalwood burned faster, and then tidied up the rusty couch a little, and finally Murong Huiying glanced at the room and felt that there was no flaw, so she took her skirt and slowly walked downstairs.

Under the wooden window that was opened at this time, countless torches were lit, and the palace guards had surrounded Murong Huiying's attic.

To provide you with the fastest update of the Great God Snow Mountain Plane's "Han Thief Start, Never Be Fish", in order for you to see the fastest update of this book next time, please be sure to save the bookmark!

Chapter 117: Catch the Snitch Free Reading.