Chapter 57: No Knife

Butterfly dance. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It is indeed a romantic and poetic name that will make any man have endless fantasies. This woman is destined not to disappoint men, at least so far, no man who has seen the butterfly dance has ever felt disappointed.

Even Murong Qiushui, the No. 1 playboy in the capital who is known for his picky, luxurious and wealthy, can't help but admit that this woman is indeed a woman who is difficult to be picky, at least this woman's dance, it is difficult for anyone to be picky.

Because the dance of the butterfly dance is perfect, and if there is one thing in the world that is perfect, it is the dance of the butterfly dance.

The perfect dance must be matched with the perfect legs, and only the perfect legs can dance the perfect dance. In the past, the dance of the butterfly dance was perfect, and the dance of the butterfly dance must be perfect in the future, but the person of the butterfly dance is no longer perfect, the butterfly dance is no longer dancing, and she has stopped dancing since leaving the big dart game.

-- A butterfly dance that doesn't dance is naturally not a perfect butterfly dance, but the butterfly dance is no longer dancing.

Today, Zhu Meng feasted guests, but he did not attend, in the past, Zhu Meng would definitely let her attend, and he must show everyone that she is his Zhu Meng's woman. But this time Zhu Meng didn't, she knew that Zhu Meng didn't let her attend, not because she didn't dance anymore, but now she needs to cultivate.

Her body was so poor that there were still two very deep knife marks on those two flawless jade legs.

It's hard to imagine anyone in the world who would have stabbed such a perfect leg with such a heart, but it was. Butterfly Dance has deep knife marks on her left leg and right leg, this knife mark is naturally not cut by others, most men and even women will not do this kind of thing of burning the qin and cooking cranes, and the person who cut this knife on the leg is Butterfly Dance.

It's the butterfly dance itself.

Butterfly Dance is a natural dancer, but she doesn't want to dance anymore, but there are many things in reality that are very helpless, even if she doesn't want to dance anymore, but if she can still dance, then someone will definitely let him dance, and now he can't dance anymore, so naturally no one can force her to dance.

She is now in a wheelchair, sitting in a chair that is carefully made according to his height and weight preferences, and Zhu Meng also specially sent four maids to serve Butterfly Dance closely.

Butterfly Dance's heart is very calm, since returning to the Lion Hall, her mood is definitely not bad, because on the way she found that she does like Zhu Meng, although she sometimes dislikes some of Zhu Meng's behaviors, but she is indeed used to Zhu Meng.

A woman is in love with a man, and this woman has come to the man she likes, this woman's mood is not too bad in any way. Butterfly Dance is not in a bad mood, so she is even willing to see the sun and even take a walk in the garden.

It's almost May, and it's late spring.

Butterflies flutter in the courtyard.

Butterfly Dance sat quietly looking at the butterflies flying in the courtyard, and her heart seemed to be dancing with the butterflies. At this time, she suddenly wanted to dance, but she didn't dance, with her current physical condition, she couldn't dance, even if she wanted to dance, she knew that it would have to wait until three months later, and the dance she danced was definitely not as perfect as before.

She sat quietly in a wheelchair, and she didn't know how long it took, she suddenly said, "Where is Zhu Meng?"

The four maids were only responsible for taking care of Butterfly Dance, so naturally they didn't know where Zhu Meng was.

But one of the maids stepped forward and spoke, and the maid said, "Butterfly Dance girl wants to see Zhu Ye, slave maid will report for you?" After she finished speaking, she was about to leave, but before she could take two steps, she was stopped by Butterfly Dance waving her hand.

Butterfly Dance said lightly: "If he wants to come, then he will naturally come." If he doesn't come, it's useless for you to go, this person is this kind of character. ”

The maid lowered her head and smiled, "Master Zhu will definitely come, because the butterfly girl is here." ”

Butterfly smiled, she didn't speak, her bright and gentle eyes staring at Butterfly, she seemed to be crazy again.

The sun had risen in the east, and noon was almost over, and the maid reminded her softly that it was time for lunch, and Butterfly Dance came back to her senses.

She glanced in the direction of the lobby of the Lion Hall, didn't say anything, and returned to the room that Zhu Meng had specially arranged according to her preferences under the push and support of the four maids.

Butterfly Dance is a very sensitive person, according to this time of day, Zhu Meng must have come over, and at least twice, but today Zhu Meng did not come once, and in addition, the usually lively Lion Hall is extremely quiet today, why is there such a sudden change?

She was already a little worried about Zhu Meng, even when she was eating, she was starting to feel a little uneasy.

In the past, he would always eat a bowl of rice at every meal, but today, even if the dishes are rich, she only eats half a bowl, and the chopsticks in her hand fell twice during this period. Recently, my complexion, which had improved a lot, is now starting to turn a little pale.

Where did Zhu Meng go?

Naturally, she didn't know, and the maid didn't know either, but she didn't look for it, because she knew Zhu Meng, and if Zhu Meng wanted to see her, he would see her anyway. If Zhu Meng didn't want to see her, then she wouldn't be able to see Zhu Meng anyway, so what's the use of sending someone to find her?

Butterfly Dance smiled and glanced at the four wait-in-waiting maids behind her, and sighed softly: "I lack everything now, it seems that the most I lack is time." ”

The maids didn't speak, they didn't know how to answer Butterfly Dance.

Butterfly Dance didn't speak, she looked at the flowers and green grass outside the window, feeling the breeze on her face, and time passed little by little.

The sun was setting in the west, and a very familiar footstep sounded.

Butterfly Dance didn't look back, she knew that the owner of the footsteps must be Zhu Meng, and she couldn't get it wrong. It's just that she heard that Zhu Meng's footsteps were a little strange, and today's Zhu Meng's footsteps did not have the usual kind of oppression and slaughter, but with an indescribable lightheartedness, like an epiphany who was born as a master.

A pair of rough, heavy and familiar hands were already placed on Butterfly Dance's shoulders, "How was it today, are there any dissatisfactions?" a very thick and deep voice remembered in Butterfly Dance's ears.

Butterfly Dance shook her head and said, "No, what about you? ”

"I just ran into a tricky matter, and now it's been solved. The person who said this could not be someone else, it was Zhu Meng.

Zhu Meng is not dead yet.

Zhu Meng should have died, but why didn't Zhu Meng die?

Could it be that Zhu Meng had already taken Chu Feng's third sword, or did Chu Feng not kill Zhu Meng with the third sword? Or was there some other reason that Zhu Meng, who was bound to die, did not die in the end? One thing is certain, Zhu Meng did not die, and now he seems to be living much better than many people, there is not a single scar on his body, his face is ruddy and healthy, and a single punch can kill a tiger.

He was only a little different from weekdays, and Butterfly Dance had already felt the difference--Zhu Meng's eyes were gentler than usual, and they were much, much gentle, she hadn't seen this kind of eyes before, but very few! Zhu Meng on weekdays was majestic and domineering, like the king of mountains and forests. And what about Zhu Meng now? The current Zhu Meng seems to be an ordinary husband who comes home after a tiring day, and she is an ordinary wife.

Butterfly Dance smiled, she liked this feeling very much, she liked Zhu Meng like this very much: she also liked Zhu Meng before, but it was out of reach, and now she likes Zhu Meng more, because it is closer to her.

"I thought that your third sword would definitely cut off Zhu Meng's head, but I didn't expect you to kill him?" On the street, Hu Jinsleeve pinched a rock sugar gourd and looked at Chu Feng, who was also holding a rock sugar gourd in his hand, and teased.

Many people have already cast strange eyes at them, after all, there are few adults who have a soft spot for rock sugar gourds like children.

- Even if there were, it wouldn't be eaten in such a big way.

Chu Feng looked at Hu Jinsleeve, he took a bite of the jujube wrapped in brown sugar, and said with a smile: "You should know that I will not kill Zhu Meng, if I really want to kill Zhu Meng, then how can I let you lose to Guan Yumen for 100,000 taels of silver?"

Hu Jinsleeve tilted her head, and suddenly reached out to pull Chu Feng's sleeve, she said curiously: "Did you already know that Zhu Meng would definitely agree to the conditions you proposed?"

Chu Feng shook his head: "I don't know." ”

"You don't know?"

Chu Feng looked at Hu Jinsleeve and said, "If it were you, what do you think Zhu Meng would choose in front of the Lion Hall and the Butterfly Dance?"

Hu Jinsleeve shook his head: "I don't know, I didn't even expect that Zhu Meng would give up the Lion Hall for the Butterfly Dance." ”

Chu Feng sneered, and he said, "Are you just because Zhu Meng gave up the hegemony of the Lion Hall just because of the Butterfly Dance?"

Hu Jinsleeve blinked his eyes and smiled: "Is there another reason?"

Chu Feng sneered, "Why do you want to ask me? Since he sent someone to assassinate Shangguan Xiaoxian in order to carry out the plan to rescue Butterfly Dance, how could Shangguan Jinhong and Shangguan Xiaoxian let the only one on the road from Heshuo Central Plains to Guanzhong exist, and the Dadao Bureau has always hoped to open up the trade road on this road, and now that Zhu Meng has become enemies of these two forces, wouldn't the destruction of the Lion Hall be overnight?"

Hu Jinsleeve naturally doesn't understand at all, if she really doesn't understand at all, then she is not worthy of being a first-class gambler in the world.

She sighed and said, "Compared to this matter, I'm more curious about how you will deal with Zhu Meng if Zhu Meng doesn't dissolve the Lion Hall according to your orders?"

Chu Feng's tone was still cold, and he said: "I may cut off one of his hands or one of his legs, no matter what, it is absolutely impossible for Zhu Meng to appear on the rivers and lakes." ”

Hu Jinsleeve stopped talking, she stared at Chu Feng, she looked at it for a long, long time before she suddenly spoke: "Now I really envy Shangguan Xiaoxian, if I am Shangguan Xiaoxian, then are you willing to do this for me?"

She looked at Chu Feng, and Chu Feng also saw Hu Jinsleeve's eyes, which is a kind of look that a woman looks at you and can't help but answer.

Chu Feng didn't answer, he just handed the rock sugar gourd in his hand into Hu Jinsleeve's mouth, and then took Hu Jinsleeve's hand and slowly thought about walking outside Luoyang City.

They did not leave Luoyang City at once, but walked to a stable, and he said, "It's time for us to buy a horse." ”

Hu Jinsleeve smiled, she leaned on Chu Feng's shoulder, and chuckled: "Yes, but you pay." ”