Butterfly Dream of Longevity Tribulation

Rumeng supported Yifeng's arm and barely stabilized her figure. Smelling the suffocating fragrance of powder floating in the air, and the deep and shallow voice of Meng Lang beside her ears, she only felt that she fell from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet in an instant. They are all red, and they are hot and hot.

"Congchong, hurry up, we've come to the wrong place!" She dragged Yifeng with her backhand and walked out, tilting her head and speaking to him in a voice as low as a mosquito.

Yifeng was dull, stunned on the spot, didn't hear her words clearly, let alone why she came to Mr. Xia Jun's tent with great difficulty, but wanted to leave before seeing anyone.

"This is clearly the young master..." Before he finished speaking, he heard a deep moan from inside, and then a figure with disheveled clothes and messy hair came out from behind the screen, he hurriedly fell silent, and held Rumeng's hand tightly. Tightened.

Only then did Simeng stand still, and she had already caught a glimpse of that figure from the corner of the eye, thinking that this person should be the young master Liang they wanted to pay respects to, she hastily withdrew her hand, clasped her fists and saluted, "Master Yun pays his respects to the young master!"

But instead of responding, the man walked towards them directly, and he could only see his appearance when he got close. He was wrapped in a thin silk satin shirt, his chest was slightly opened, revealing his jade-like skin, and his collarbone was completely open. There is a purple mark, which at first glance is the "criminal evidence" left by Happy just now.

Looking up, the slender neck is like an elegant swan, the slightly raised chin, and the delicate and weak woman's face, which makes Xiangmeng feel admiration. Thinking of those people in Fuyang County who died tragically under his hands, he couldn't help but spit secretly, femme fatale!

Seeing that person getting closer and closer to her, Simeng only felt that there was a fragrance of makeup powder that was so strong that it was difficult for her to breathe. She suddenly bent down and bowed, and said in a loud voice: "Master Yun Rumeng pays homage to the young master!"

She lowered her head, her eyelashes drooped slightly, and looked at the ground, she really couldn't figure out what this Young Master Liang meant.

At this moment, I heard a low sigh passing by, and raised my eyes slightly, and saw that the person I saw just now had already hurried past, completely ignoring her.

She was stunned, this Young Master Liang really deserves to die, he doesn't understand any manners, she is bowing and bowing, he actually...

Wait, wait, is he going out?She tilted her head, and saw that the man opened the curtain and walked out quickly, but left her and Yifeng dumbly waiting.

"Hey! Wait! What about you! Why are you walking so fast?"

The next moment, she straightened up, turned her head to look at the curtain, pointed at the man's receding back with one hand on her hips, and muttered loudly.

"Hehe! Could it be that the national teacher has also taken a fancy to my young master's red sleeves?"

There was a chuckle in the air, and a question that made her sweat. Her body was slightly stiff, and she turned her head slowly, frowning, and looked at the speaker.

I saw a slender figure in front of the screen at some point, in a light yellow brocade robe, loose and loose, revealing a strong chest, and there were still beads of sweat on the wheat-colored skin, thinking of the scene she saw earlier, her cheeks couldn't help but Fly on two touches of red clouds.

For a moment of embarrassment, they just wanted to dig a hole to hide on the spot, completely forgetting the purpose of their trip.

When she was staring blankly at his chest, Yifeng next to her coughed lightly as a reminder.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly enough, and she waved her sleeves and saluted for a moment, and said with a flattering smile: "Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! I made you laugh, and Si Meng told that..." She paused, blushing and continued, "Like Meng has absolutely no intention of offending that young man with red sleeves, but just now... mistook him for..."

She hesitated, but Gong Ziliang laughed it off, "It's okay, the red sleeves are beautiful, even if the national teacher likes it, it's not surprising!"

Rumeng heard the words and quickly apologized with a smile: "How dare you! How dare you!" Although he said so, he only secretly cursed in his heart, a beautiful man has been ruined by your devil, and tonight you will no longer be blessed to receive the favor of a beautiful man!

Young Master Liang flicked his sleeves to signal the two of them to sit down, and leaned back on the large mahogany chair, clapped his palms twice, and saw two thin attendants walking in slowly outside the tent, carrying tea and snacks.

Young Master Liang picked up the steaming teacup on the table, blew on it lightly, and took a sip.

"I have heard for a long time that the king of the Yun Kingdom has the help of a beautiful woman who looks like a fairy, so that he can kill the demon concubine and ascend to the throne. Seeing you today, it really deserves the reputation!" Yifeng beside him had a wicked smile on his lips.

"Young Master, Miao Praise! Miao Praise!" Simeng only felt that his smile made her heart tremble. It sounded like she was complimenting her at first glance, but even an idiot could tell that there was something in his words.

Ever since he came out of the screen disheveled, those fox eyes never left Yifeng's body even for a moment.

Knowing what this young master likes, Simeng naturally knows the deep meaning of his words.

But since you are here to seek peace, you should look like you are seeking peace.

Thinking about getting up slowly, she put the letter that Sima Luocheng gave her in her sleeves with both hands, "Lianmeng was ordered by your lord to come here to ask for peace with you, this is a letter written by my lord himself. , please take a look at it, my lord!"

Young Master Liang raised his eyes slightly, and the attendant standing beside him had already stepped forward to take the peace book in Rumeng's hand, stepped back to the main case, put the peace book on the case table, and slowly opened it.

Gong Ziliang only lowered his head and glanced lightly, and turned his gaze to Simeng, "It seems that your lord doesn't know Xia Guo, nor me, Xia Houliang."

Like a dream, she recalled that Sima Luocheng once told her that Xiahou was the surname of Xia Guoguo, and Xiahou Liangchu was the eldest son of Xia Guojun's empress, and the only male in the current Xiahou royal family. Crown Prince.

Such a proud son of heaven did not grow up in a honeypot like ordinary royals. It is heard that he followed his father Xiahou to fight in the north and south since he was a child, and spent his youth in blood and killing.

If a bloodthirsty person like him really leads Xia Guo to dominate Kyushu, I am afraid that all people in Kyushu will live in dire straits.

Simeng knew his ambitions, and would never be easily seduced by the conditions proposed by Sima Luocheng. Fortunately, she was prepared, smiled lightly, and said, "Young master, don't worry! As long as you agree to withdraw, Yunguo is willing to bow his head and become a vassal." , My lord also wishes to respect the lord of the Xia Kingdom, and when you ascend the throne in the future, you will definitely help you dominate Kyushu, and you will never break your promise!"

Xia Houliang seemed a little surprised. He had thought that Sima Luocheng had finally changed from a beggar dog to the king of the Yun Kingdom, and he would definitely not be willing to surrender to other countries easily. Just now, what Nahe said in the book was just willing to divide one prefecture of Western Xinjiang into six states. The county was lent to Xia Guo.

Now the words of Ruianmeng are quite in line with his wishes, in the future to attack Shang country, he still needs to use the way of Yun country, if Yun country is willing to become a vassal, he will save a lot of trouble.

"Haha! What the teacher said is true?" Xia Houliang raised his fox eyes, staring at Simeng, as if trying to see through her heart.