The Empress of Men's Clothes in Huanyun Pavilion

Chapter 4 Heading to Beishang Palace

In the outskirts, on a small road, an ordinary carriage was driving.Outside the carriage, an old man over the middle of the year was silently driving the carriage.However, if someone from the martial arts passed by, they would definitely sigh, this ordinary coachman is actually a master of martial arts, so the people in the car would be unknown.

In the car

"Ahh, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Bei Lixiu kept fiddling with the hair of Luan Wenhao who was holding her, and tugged it from time to time.There is also a baby's unique immature voice from his mouth.

Luan Wenhao was still resting his eyes with his eyes closed, but Bei Li Moxie Ye didn't let him have a chance to be quiet, either pulling his hair or biting his collar, which was covered with saliva.

Finally, Luan Wenhao opened his eyes slightly annoyed under the clutches of Bei Li Ji Ye, and stared at Bei Li Ji Ye.As a result, Bei Li moxibustion night opened his mouth, narrowed his eyes, and started to cry. This time, Luan Wenhao, who was indifferent, was in a hurry. He frowned slightly, and took on the role of nanny, coaxing Bei Li Moxibustion night.

Bei Lijiuye continued to cry in a disgraceful manner, all because of him, for making her beautiful mother so sad.When Bei Lijiye thought of the scene outside the palace gate, when Tang Wanxin and Bei Liyao saw them off, Tang Wanxin cried that it was pear blossoms with rain, Bei Lijiye felt distressed watching it.Wow, his beautiful mother, I don't know how long it will take to see him again, it's not all about Luan Wenhao, who said he wanted to bring Beili Moxibustion back to the Beishang Palace that day, so that Moxie Ye and his beauty would be ruined. The opportunity to get along with mother is also much less.

Suddenly, Luan Wenhao, who was still coaxing Beili Moxie Ye, stopped the action of patting Bei Li Moxie Ye with his hands, his pretty brows were tightly frowned, and he reached out to lift the curtain of the car, "Fu Bo, stop the car."

The coachman, Fu Bo, stopped as he said, and looked around vigilantly. Even Bei Liji Ye, who had been crying just now, became quiet at this moment.

Bei Li Moxibustion Ye could clearly feel a strong murderous aura. The people in Huanyun Pavilion were born with keen senses, so they were picked by "Yan Luo".

There are trees all around the carriage, and long weeds are everywhere.Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and several masked men in black jumped out from the surrounding grass.

However, what surprised Bei Lijiye was that the only exposed eyes of these men in black were glowing red.

Luan Wenhao hugged Bei Li Moxie Ye tightly while resisting the men in black's attack. Uncle Fu also hurriedly dealt with the men in black who attacked him. He was slashed several times by Luan Wenhao but did not fall down.

"Sure enough, it's them again." Luan Wenhao frowned and murmured, which also made Bei Li Moxie even more curious, who did "they" refer to as the group of people they were talking about.

The empty grass was stained with blood everywhere, and it was hard to tell whose blood it was.The strong smell of blood in the air stimulated the Beili moxibustion night very uncomfortable. At this moment, the melodious sound of the flute sounded not far away, and the black-clothed killers who were still glowing with red eyes actually stopped, and everyone was in pain. Hold your head.

Both Luan Wenhao and Uncle Fu stopped fighting. Looking at the woods not far away, they saw a person slowly walking out of the woods. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a middle-aged beautiful woman, dressed in a coquettish red brocade gauze, wrapped in Her graceful figure.Holding an emerald green flute in hand, playing with red lips.

Suddenly, there was a long howl in the air, and the man in black who looked like he was holding his head in pain immediately fled to the distance.

"Don't chase after the poor." The soft voice stopped Fu Bo who was about to catch up. It was the middle-aged beautiful woman playing the flute.

"Yes, Madam Mistress." Fu Bo respectfully bowed to the middle-aged beautiful woman.

"Master, why are you here?" Luan Wenhao looked at the beautiful middle-aged woman, Lan Yutang, the wife of the palace lord of Beishang Palace, in a little surprise.

"Why, can't I come? Didn't I overhear Lin saying that Wanxin's child is already on his way back to the palace, and I want to see him soon." Lan Yutang looked excitedly at Bei who was being held by Luan Haoyu. Li Moxie directly rushed up and snatched Bei Li Moxie Ye, and then did something to her.

Bei Li Moxie Ye was a little happy to see this coquettish and beautiful Lan Yutang just now, but what, she is actually Luan Wenhao's wife, so she should be 60 or [-] years old, my God, she is still so young, isn't it? The owner of Beishang Palace, the old cow eats tender grass, and Bei Liji Ye stared blankly at Lan Yutang, allowing him to do something to her, and couldn't help but sigh, is this Beishang Palace a good place after all?

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