Chapter Seventy-Seven: I Didn't Tell the Difference
The spring breeze in the house rises, and the three flowers are left.
Originally, the two ended and stopped, but Yu Lian refused to give up, saying that there was a woman who was particularly arrogant and wanted him to score twice.
The curtains were opened, everyone was called into the house, and Yu Lian, who was sitting on the chair, was naked, crossed Erlang's legs, and looked proudly at the two people opposite with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes.
Li Qingzhao, he sent it out in advance.
Yu Jian suddenly felt that if Liu Hao only knew the two of them, his cowhide would not be easy to blow through.
When the soldiers saw the situation in the house, in addition to envy, they were quite admired!
General Yu is over half a hundred years old, and he is still so fierce!
"Say, where is the thing? General Ben's patience is limited. Yu Lian's spring breeze was proud, as if it was written on his face.
Thinking about it, Zhao Huan will be much more depressed.
"Brother, my stomach is upset, I'll go outside first." Zhao Huan said with a bitter face.
The soldiers were about to block the road, but they were all glared back by Yu Lian.
"Brother Liu Hao is at his own convenience."
After going out, Zhao Huan took Yu Liyan and Wang Wanrong's hands and prepared to slip away.
In the flower bed next to the fence wall, Li Qingzhao sat among the flowers with his head scattered, barefoot, his feet arched, and Zhi'er wiped tears on the side.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Huan asked, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.
It won't be that the movement inside me is too big, so that the soldiers outside are moved, and then they will give the old sister...
"That bastard fucked it!" Zhao Huan scolded angrily!
Zhi'er stretched out her finger and wanted to point into the house, but was slapped off by Li Qingzhao.
She twitched her nose, brushed away the messy hair in front of her, and smiled indifferently: "It's nothing, I think I'm in my forties, and I can still be looked down on, and half of the people in Jeju City don't believe it... ”
Zhi'er covered Li Qingzhao's mouth with his hand, how could such an unsightly thing be said!
Li Qingzhao slapped it off with another palm.
"I'm the victim, Myeongseong will definitely forgive me, what's the matter, you guys go quickly, Jeju City is not safe."
She suddenly picked up a handful of mud, wiped it on her face, and laughed at herself: "I can't be blackened by mud, even if I'm dirty." ”
Zhao Huan stepped forward and said very seriously: "Tell me who it is, I will avenge you!" ”
Li Qingzhao smiled: "If you meet you again in Jiangnan, a pot of wine, two dishes, my sister is drunk, and the enemy is gone." ”
Avenge?
The man in the house had done a lot of bad things, but he hadn't done the worst thing.
So she can only be regarded as blackened, not soiled.
Just like a flower, wiping will make people sick for a lifetime, just wipe it with mud and wash it.
Besides, if it weren't for the man's mercy, maybe she would have really been...
Zhao Huan was about to say something more, but Wang Wanrong said softly: "Your Majesty, she also entered the house just now." ”
When the soldiers arrested people, she and Yu Liyan saw it. At that time, the two were at the door, and they were in a hurry.
They are anxious for Zhao Huan.
If it weren't for the fact that there were only two people in the house, Zhao Huan and Yu Lian, Wang Wanrong would have let Yu Liyan rush in.
One-on-one, they all have confidence in His Majesty, although His Majesty has never shown any kung fu, but they are confident.
Because His Majesty is wise and martial, he has never lost.
Especially Yu Liyan, I feel it more deeply.
That time in the carriage, His Majesty came to her alone, if there was no effort, wouldn't it be looking for death...
Zhao Huan's feet were weak and he almost fell.
It's inside!
O God!
What is this?
Picking flowers?
No, no, no.
At most, it's just touching the flowers.
Depend on!!!
I couldn't tell the difference.
Sure enough, the lights went out at night and all the flowers were the same.
It's a pity, I knew I should have spoken in her ear.
What a great opportunity.
"Ahem! Just now... That one... In the house, actually... I'm here too. Zhao Huan was a little embarrassed.
The cheap is taken advantage of, and things are not easy to explain.
If you can't get it right, you will leave a bad impression on the old sister as a disciple, not to mention the spring breeze in the future, and you won't even give a smile.
Li Qingzhao stretched out his hand and patted his neck, saying to himself: "Some people forget the pain when their scars are healed." ”
Zhao Huan suddenly came to his senses.
All right! It was this old lady who bit my neck in the house.
I thought it was strange, with my flexible and changeable methods, I shouldn't let people bite!
"Just now, I... It's really involuntary, please understand the offense. Zhao Huan hugged his fists.
Li Qingzhao waved his hand and said no more.
Black clouds stain the sky, no need to explain, let alone understand, just a heavy rain.
It had already rained just now, and her tears were soaking through her clothes, and it was time for the rain to clear.
Let's go, my sister will go to Jiangnan, there will be wine and food. Li Qingzhao said in his heart.
There was a scream in the house, and Yu Jian was tortured again.
It's time to go.
If you don't bring soldiers to level this place, the old sister's life is not easy at all.
Zhao Huan also waved his hand and turned to leave.
As I approached the fence, there was another sound of footsteps, which was very dense.
Zhao Huan took a few steps back, the fence wall opened, and a group of soldiers escorted a group of people into the house, and the person at the head was Wang Xian...
When Wang Xian fled, he thought that he would go to Yue Fei's place as soon as possible to report the news, so that His Majesty could be rescued.
When I walked out of the alley, I was caught by a huge net coming from oncoming.
Wang Xian struggled desperately and threw down the people who pulled the net, but eight more people came out of the street and held him down and tied him up.
The crowd were dressed as ordinary people, and they escorted him to a small river, where a man with a hat was fishing, using a spear as a rod.
"Who are the people in the house?" The man asked, and his voice turned out to be sissy.
Wang Xian shook his head.
The man turned, revealing only a large mouth under his hat.
"Fill it without opening your mouth. The people of Da Song don't know how good I am, it's interesting. The man said lightly.
Jeju is his first time here.
Da Song, he is also here for the first time.
If it weren't for Niangniang leaving the palace, he would probably stay in Jindu for the rest of his life.
Mother, follow you, I have also seen a lot!
I just don't know what happened to this kid Wan Yanliang.
Taizong wanted to kill Yan Liang and arranged a dead end, which was personally handled by the queen mother Tang Kuo.
The plan is very simple, meet Xiao Zhonggong's convoy halfway, take a bath, finish Yan Liang peeping, and he kills people.
The evidence of the crime was conclusive, and Taizong scolded him at most for not knowing the severity of his actions, and the matter was over.
Unexpectedly, Wan Yan Liang disappeared, and he and the queen went all the way south, and met not Xiao Zhonggong, but Wan Yan Zonghan.
Zong Han said that he abolished the two emperors, established the Great Chu, and let the Great Song Dynasty be in chaos.
Niangniang felt that Marshal Zong Han was too petty.
If you want to make the Great Song Dynasty chaotic, you have to let the Song people fight.
Only by taking out the imperial seal, which symbolizes the throne, can people fight and make Song chaotic!
The man smiled.
It is said that the mother is jealous and can't tolerate the Song girl, and the harem concubines of Jindu are either killed or crazy.
But who would have thought that the mother was purely bored and panicked, playing all the time.
If Niangniang is a man, this golden marshal has nothing to do with Yan Zonghan.
The man looked at the growing bubbles on the surface of the water and raised his hand.
It's almost over, and if you pour it any more, you will be drugged to death.
"Tell me, is the house I fancy comfortable to live in?" The man said.
He loves to be quiet in the noise, to store gas in silence, and to be murderous!