One day, a person came to the town of Hengduan Mountain, speaking of which this person has a great background, he is the son of the prime minister of Lu Yuguo, named Cheng Yifeng, such a remote town was originally a place where he would never set foot in his life, and today it is also a coincidence, only his father, Cheng Jingde, the prime minister of Lu Yuguo, had a serious illness, and the medicine used in the prescription prescribed by the doctor is the purple dew that can only grow on the cliff! There are thousands of cliffs everywhere, but this purple dew is a specialty of this Hengduan Mountain, and it is only found on the purple glow flowers that grow here! Originally, the prime minister used medicine, and his own subordinates were running around, but this Cheng Yifeng was originally from home remedies, and he loved to go in and out of fireworks and willow lanes, and he couldn't see his father squarely, this time his father was sick, and he thought it was an opportunity, and he personally came to collect medicine for his father, and he would definitely be able to win his father's favor and favor!

At the moment, I didn't care about anything and came to the town of Hengduan Mountain on my own!

Although he came for personal affairs, the county officials in the small town of Hengduan Mountain did not dare to slack off at all! After all, this is the prime minister's son! If you can get in touch with him, wouldn't it be like building a ladder! It will be easier to climb up in the future!

At that moment, while ordering someone to go to the cliff to collect medicine, he entertained Cheng Yifeng to Caifeng Building, the largest brothel in the town, and drank flower wine!

That Cheng Yifeng is the son of the prime minister, he stays in the capital on weekdays, he is a person who is used to seeing the world, how can he look at the vulgar fans in the town, but he just disdains it!

After three rounds of drinking, when his eyes were dazzling, he inadvertently saw a prostitute present take out a pale yellow silk handkerchief, and embroidered a fairy on the handkerchief. Who would have thought that just when the prostitute seemed to unintentionally shake her hand, Cheng Yifeng was surprised to see that the fairy on the silk handkerchief had actually changed, as charming and charming as a scattered flower demon!

Cheng Yifeng thought that he had drunk too much, and he was wrong, so he rubbed his eyes vigorously, but found that the beauty on the silk handkerchief was constantly changing with the swing of the prostitute, one would be a fairy and one would be a witch! It's magical!

At that moment, I was curious, and asked the prostitute to come over with a silk handkerchief, and looked at it repeatedly!

Seeing that he was interested in Nasipa, the county commander said flatteringly: "This is the technique created by the embroidery girl in our town, if you like it!" I'll order someone to buy more and bring it to me!" ”

Cheng Yifeng was drunk and hazy when he heard this, embroidered girl? What kind of embroidery girl has such ingenious craftsmanship! I can't help but be curious right now! With a wave of his hand, he said, "Lead the way for this son!" I'd like to see how ingenious that woman is! ”

In fact, the drunkard does not mean to drink! I'm used to eating delicious food, and I want to try home-cooked side dishes once in a while! Maybe this embroidered girl is the same wild flower that grows in the village!

When the county magistrate heard this, he didn't dare to slack off, so he immediately ran to make arrangements, and the group didn't even drink the flower wine, and drove towards the Hengduan Mountain peak......

Aunt Ying's family didn't know about this, the old woodcutter went up the mountain to chop wood early in the morning, and there were only Aunt Ying and Song Tao at home!

At this moment, Song Tao was wearing a coarse cloth clothes, holding a branch, and running around the mountains and chasing birds!

Aunt Ying sat in the yard and hurried up to catch up with a batch of embroidery work......

When Cheng Yifeng went up the mountain, he ordered his subordinates not to make noise or noise, and quietly touched the courtyard of the old woodcutter's house!

Standing outside the low thorny courtyard wall, Cheng Yifeng took such a look, and suddenly, he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore......

I saw a woman in a moon-white coarse cloth dress sitting in the poor farmhouse courtyard, with black hair made of a thorn branch hairpin, stacked on top of her head like a dark cloud, with a slender body, slender waist, with her embroidery action, the upper body shook gently, and her mouth seemed to be humming a little song comfortably!

Suddenly, Aunt Ying seemed to remember something, stood up, turned around, and happened to look face to face with Cheng Yifeng, Aunt Ying was dumbfounded, why are there such a big group of people standing outside her yard, what are they here for!

Cheng Yifeng was dumbfounded, because the village girl in front of him was so beautiful......

Thick eyebrows and big eyes, heroic, her beauty is different from those young ladies raised in the deep boudoir, but also different from those prostitutes in Fireworks Willow Lane, one point is too long and one point is too short, one point is too white, one point is too dark, her beauty is the kind of natural beauty, there is no slightest ornament on the body, but the beauty is so natural, the beauty is incomparable......

Cheng Yifeng couldn't help but walk forward, but he forgot that there was a fence wall between him and the beauty, so he hit it straight and straight......

Aunt Ying only felt funny when she looked at it, and couldn't help but chuckle!

This smile is like a pear blossom that blooms after the rain, and like a water lily under the moon on the lotus pond...... Suddenly seeing Cheng Yifeng, he couldn't help but itch in his heart!

Aunt Ying also saw that Cheng Yifeng's face was full of lust, and she was suddenly shocked, "You guys...... What are you going to do? ”

Cheng Yifeng didn't answer, and made a color at the people around him, the county order was not a good bird, and he understood what he meant immediately! Hehe, he smiled and left with his carry-on guy! The rest of the people immediately surrounded him, and a few big men kicked open the courtyard door of the old woodcutter's house, and Cheng Yifeng walked in with a lewd smile on his face......

Song Tao had run enough in the mountains, he was tired of playing, and when he saw that the sky was gloomy, he remembered that it was time for him to go home, and then he jumped and walked towards the old woodcutter's house.

But halfway through, he saw a puff of black smoke coming out of the old woodcutter's house in the distance, Song Tao tilted his head and looked at it for a long time and didn't understand what was going on, so he walked slowly as usual.

Just as he was about to arrive, suddenly there was a loud shout behind him, and he saw the old woodcutter coming back, and as soon as he saw the black smoke on his small courtyard, he immediately dropped everything, and ran away quickly shouting Aunt Ying's name...... The old woodcutter had a faint ominous omen in his heart, and the black smoke looked like his house had been burned down......

When Song Tao saw the old woodcutter running past him, he showed a smirk, and he also ran quickly to chase after him, as if he had seen something funny!

After a while, the two of them ran one after the other to the place where they should have been home, only to see that this place had now turned into a charred black ruin, which had obviously been burned by fire not long ago, and although there was no fire at the moment, it was still emitting slow black smoke......

"Aunt Ying! ......" The old woodcutter let out a scream when he saw this, and threw himself on the ruins and grabbed it vigorously......

Although Song Tao couldn't figure out what was going on, he also learned from the old woodcutter according to the gourd painting, and finally, under their random pickpocketing, a piece of charred black that seemed to be a human body was picked up from the ruins......

"Aunt Ying! ...... "The old woodcutter couldn't stand the blow anymore, he was in tears, and he tried his best to pick up the coke, but it was burned too hard, and it was scattered as soon as he held it...... Finally, the old woodcutter's eyes darkened, and he fainted to death......

This book was first published.

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