The beauty of the peasant girl of crossing

Hearing Shen Furong's words in October, she couldn't help asking: "Madam, what should we do next?"

The corner of Shen Furong's mouth curled up into a smile: "Don't worry, there is going to be a big show coming up!"

……

When Wu Yuanlie came, Shen Furong was curled up on the bed with her eyes closed.

Her broken hair was wet with sweat on her forehead, she didn't sleep soundly, she didn't know what she dreamed about, her body trembled slightly, even her brows were deeply wrinkled.

Shi Yue couldn't help crying, she saluted Wu Yuanlie with tears in her eyes, and then said: "My wife is sick from fright, she absolutely can't stay here anymore, please forgive me!"

"How can there be ghosts in the village? Absurd! Absurd!"

Wu Yuanlie snorted, all the displeasure was shown on his face.

Shi Yue was a little anxious, she raised her finger to a few Qiang maids, and said loudly: "Just because you don't believe it doesn't mean that there is nothing, they have also seen it with their own eyes, and all the weird scenes are unfolding in front of them, how could it be possible?" There are fake ones!"

Wu Yuanlie looked at her, then turned around and looked at the people behind him, frowning: "You all saw and heard this with your own eyes?"

"This this……"

Several Qiang maids were frightened, kneeling on the ground with weak legs, sobbing and unable to speak.

Wu Yuanlie saw the appearance of several people, and knew that Shi Yue's words were true.

But the theory of ghosts and gods, even if he died, he would not believe it.

What is left of this man after he dies?Could it be that there are dead people doing the trick?Those who make trouble will always be alive!
October looked up at him, wiped his eyes with a handkerchief:

"When our wife was in the General's Mansion, she took a daily bath with milk petals, applied pearl pollen to her face, and wore a soft smoke skirt with a thousand pieces of gold, and a full set of Dongzhu hair mask."

"Look at this place again, it doesn't matter if you don't eat well, and it's still haunted! My wife is weak, and the servant girl took good care of her. This body is just a bit better, but now..."

Shi Yue said, sobbing and throwing herself on Shen Furong's body, her voice was full of tears: "My poor wife, how can you stay in this kind of place? Aren't they trying to force you to death?"

The last sentence was really too serious, Wu Yuanlie glanced at Shi Yue coldly, and snapped: "Shut up!"

His cold demeanor really frightened Shi Yue, who was stunned for a moment.But only for a moment.

Shi Yue still wanted to talk, but Wu Yuanlie said in a cold and distant voice:
"We will leave here early tomorrow morning. Don't worry, we will feed her more good food in the future. When we arrive in Qiang Kingdom, we will have inexhaustible glory and wealth. You don't have to worry about anything..."

"Wait, now, can you leave?" Shi Yue was stunned.

Hearing these words, her mind was clouded after preparing a basket of words.

That's it, agree? ? !

October was a little surprised, but the joy has long been greater than the surprise.

Wu Yuanlie didn't explain anything, he pushed open the half-closed door and turned to leave, followed by several Qiang maids.

Shi Yue was still in a daze, Shen Furong coughed fiercely on the bed, Shi Yue quickly helped her sit up, patted her on the back, and handed her warm water:

"The servant girl is really surprised. He believed my words so easily? In other words, he is still very reasonable, and he is not such an arbitrary king."

Shen Furong held the cup and sipped water, shook her head and said, "No, he doesn't believe it."

She had dealt with Wu Yuanlie in Beijing, and knew his cunning and cunning very well.

He is not easy to dismiss, and it is difficult to convince him with just a few words.

It's just that it doesn't matter whether he believes it or not.

The important thing is that Wu Yuanlie will think that she has already believed it, and only when he feels that she has believed it, and he is confused and out of control, will he take her on the road with confidence.

……

On the mountain with deep grass and dense forest, Xingzhou walked all the way with a wooden stick and entered inside.

He held the two herbs in the basket in his hand, the herbs were very light, but he felt that these two herbs were as heavy as Mount Tai.

This herb has the effects of detoxifying, reducing inflammation, clearing away heat and relieving diarrhea. The brothers in the military camp relied on it to detoxify their bodies.

He needs to go straight to the deep mountains, only there is this herb.

Xingzhou looked up and saw a few birds flying by in the blue sky.

He moved his gaze down, and saw a woman not far away, with her feet on the ground, jumped up, and passed by his eyes like a startled fairy.

Seeing this beautiful figure, Xing Zhou was surprised, "Princess?!"

He immediately stepped on the ground with both feet, and chased after the figure at a brisk pace...

Tao Yao went to heaven and earth, chased for a long distance, and finally caught a pigeon.

Holding the pigeon with both hands, Taoyao's eyes lit up, and then she muttered: "Could it be that I'm going to eat up all the birds around here? Why is it getting harder and harder to catch?"

But thinking that the pigeon meat is delicious, she smiled again.

Roast squab, salt and pepper pigeon, iron pot pigeon, mushroom pigeon, pigeon soup with cloud legs... what a wonderful breakfast!
When she was excited, she felt someone behind her, but when she turned around, she bumped into Xingzhou's chest.

Tao Yao rubbed her sore nose, raised her head abruptly, saw the face of the person in front of her, and couldn't help shouting: "Why is it you again?"

There was a scorching heat coming from his chest, and a faint cold fragrance rushed into his breath. The two of them were very close, and they took two steps back suddenly, bowing their heads slightly:
"Cough... that... I'm here to find a herbal medicine."

"Picking herbs? Are you sick?" Tao Yao blinked her eyes and looked Xing Zhou from head to toe.

Seeing Tao Yao staring at him, Xing Zhou quickly waved his hands and said, "It's not me, I'm not sick, I'm fine!"

Tao Yao's heart moved, and she asked: "Is that princess in the barracks sick? Or is it General Xiao and Mrs. Xiao?"

"It's not her, it's the other brothers in the battalion, it's not General Xiao and Madam Xiao, and Madam Xiao..."

Xingzhou scratched his ears in annoyance, "Hey, it's hard to explain this matter!"

Tao Yao nodded and didn't say anything more.

The pigeon in her hand had its small mung bean eyes, twisting back and forth in fear.

Xingzhou was attracted by the pigeon in her hand, "This pigeon looks familiar."

"You raised?"

Tao Yao raised her eyebrows, and hugged the pigeon in front of her, "Now that it is in my hands, it is naturally mine."

The sun shines on the feathers of the pigeons, and every time the wings flap, the feathers flash white light.

Xingzhou stared at the pigeon, looked at the pigeon inside and out, and came to a shocking result: "Wait! There is a note on the pigeon's foot!"

Hearing what Xingzhou said, Taoyao grabbed the pigeon and took a closer look, and she saw a small bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's foot.

She looked at Xing Zhou with a complicated expression: "Is this carrier pigeon really raised by you?"

Of course, this letter was not addressed to me.

Xingzhou frowned, shook his head, "Where did it come from?"

Tao Yao cast a glance at him: "How do I know? Don't tell me you still ask about Pan Zhongrou's life and past?"