Legend of Fu Yao

Meng Fu shakes his heart and jumps.

Who is Yu Han? His...sister? Love someone?

She was silent and didn't want to ask her. Since Zong Yue has already mentioned it, she is finally willing to take the initiative to talk to her about her. She is only responsible for listening.

"She is my unmarried wife. She was married when she was a child. When I was young, I didn't like her. Then a yellow-haired girl, a woman from a big family, likes a gun. She doesn't seem to like me. She said in public. The hand can't lift the shoulders of the basket, and the waste is full. We used to be angry and don't swear, and swear that no one will marry you, and marry no one to marry him."

He smiled and touched the ancient scorpion in his hand, and his eyes were far away to the far-reaching sky. Those two small and unpredictable, the days of Qingmei’s hateful horses, had already been pressed into a thin leaf bookmark in the old book, revealing the old meridians of the age. It was so brittle and fragile that he never dared to take it easy. He was afraid of the moment when he touched his fingertips, and he slammed it into a permanent memory dust.

"Later, that year, my family... was changed, my family died and fled, I was under the protection of the family guards, driving for three thousand miles day and night, and I survived countless times in the dead, finally escaped a life. At that time, the head was big, and no one dared to scream for my family. In fact, it is also common sense, and the world is loyal to the body, what is wrong?"

"A long time later, I heard that after my family was defeated, some people stood up and spoke, that is, she, carrying the fragments of the ancestral merits from the ruins of my house, step by step to my enemies' home. In front of his face, the broken monument was smashed in the ground, and she was screaming at the dusty sky. "Three generations or more, before the ancestors of the Holy Spirit, the brothers who vowed never to betrayed, even to the sword! The right to seize the king, Zhao Zhao, the moon, not according to sincerity! 'At that time, everyone in the court was discolored, but her color did not change, and said: 'I am the survivor, it is also the kill, please kill! 'Being me After the enemy refused, she went down the monument and went around the city for three weeks. The crowd smiled and said: 'Nie Yuhan will kill this!'"

Negative monuments, the city is fascinating, the sly woman who has passed away for seven years, stepping out from a few words, faintly red-faced, the wind vane is peerless, the sacred eyes of the sacred eyes are shallow, the Meng Fu shake can not help I like it, I am very happy, "Good girl!"

Zong Yue glanced at her with a glance, and said lowly: "I know that you will like her. You have some places, it is very similar, but the longer you get along, the more you find out, but it's a pity that she doesn't like you can bend and stretch, and she is too Just don't get rid of it, or it won't..."

His voice went down, Meng Fu shook and sighed, his knees looked at the moon without words, but his heart passed a question, listening to Zong Yue’s tone, his enemies should be a big monk, why Nie Yuhan provocatively, openly insulted, still no Kill her?

"At the time, I didn't know that she did this. I even thought that she and my enemies were the best, because the domestic aristocrats knew that Nie Yuhan was Nie Jiaqian, but in fact it was my enemy who was entrusted to Nie. Born, but I don’t know, she is so angry that no one dares to tell her. Since then, she has really stopped obsessing with her family and visiting famous teachers. She has to learn martial arts to avenge me. Nie’s family has not taken her. Ways, to help her biological father, my enemies will find some fake 'masters' to teach her to learn 'smart art', Yan Han is very happy, no day and night to learn, she is your lady, It is impossible to go out and find someone to compare. She will compete with the family martial artist. Every time she wins naturally, she feels that she has achieved martial arts. If she really wants to assassinate her father, she will not be able to stab it. She is not willing, I don’t know where to listen. Saying that I am still dead, I want to find me and kill together."

Meng Fu’s shake is overwhelming. If it’s because the real atmosphere is sad and the beautiful person has passed away, it’s almost a smile. Hey, how strong is this stale and lovely woman if she is still alive? The poisonous tongue man may not be so lonely and poisonous.

Zong Yue turned to look at her first, and there was a shallow smile in his eyes. He said, "You want to laugh and laugh, she is a cool woman, she won't mind this."

Meng Fu gently said: "I think she would like to see you laughing."

Zong Yue was silent, and he turned his head and gently stroked the golden red scorpion between the palms. When he opened it for a long time, his voice was dumb.

"She is floating in the rivers and lakes. Her martial arts is not enough to see. However, her biological father is a slap in the face, sending a lot of people to follow her quietly. Once it is on a dangerous occasion, she will use her flying needle to send her for her." So that she accidentally hit a mistake, she actually blew a name on the rivers and lakes, the name of the 'Sky of the Witch'."

Meng Fu shake this time really laughed, ah, innocent witch.

"In that year, in other countries, she really met me. At that time, I was fighting with people. She accidentally bumped into it. 'Ah' I understood my level of martial arts, but I was distracted by seeing her. When the opponent lost her hand, she saved me and took care of me for a long time. When I woke up, I pushed her away and thought that the hidden guards behind her were to kill me."

"It was raining that night. We were in a cave. I was in the cave. She was raining outside the cave. She didn't ask me to let her in, but said, 'A Yue, I know what is real martial arts today, I was mistaken. Ah Yue, I heard that you have studied medicine very well, you help me, you help me improve martial arts, we go back and kill him. 'I sneered, directly called her to roll, she looked at me for a long while, got up and walked away ""

That night, the storm was bleak, the mountain wind roared, and the unmarried couple outside the cave, because of the cold misunderstanding of fate, eventually failed to embrace each other, and then there would be no chance to embrace.

"Goodbye her, another year later, in an inn, I saw her and a Tsing Yi man talking and laughing into the inn, I looked at her upstairs, I think she was not good, it seems a bit insane. Look, I don’t know how she got the instinct from this year. I have the heart to call her to clear the treatment for her. However, when she looks at the man’s smile and feels uncomfortable, she will return to her room. And the room they opened, just next to me."

"In the middle of the night, I heard the door of the next door slamming. I was resentful in my heart. I thought it was a woman with watery Yanghua. I didn’t care about her. It was correct. Then the bed next door rang, it was summer. I used the bamboo bed. When I was moving, it was really loud. I was upset and angry. I was so angry that I was going to kill the adulterer, and I felt that it was the dirtiest under the sun. Things..."

He looked up, closed his eyes, and suddenly silenced. For a long time, the thick lashes had crystal clear water drops. He gently said: "I didn't end in the end, and finally did not pass..."

The former dust crashed into the crumbling broken memory, causing pain in the heart, and the ancestors were ups and downs. The golden red shackles in his slightly trembling palms were somewhat unbearable and broken. Meng Fu shaked his hand and took it away. , said: "Her relics? Don't break it."

Zong Yue gently "hmm", half a sigh of relief, turned to smile at her, his smile is not like a smile, Meng Fu shook his head and turned his head.

"I will check out the next morning. When I go out, I am knocking on the door next door. I don't squint from the door. I don't plan to take a look. I don't want to take a look at it. The door is open."

The door opened.

How many years ago the door slowly opened, the sun rushed in, illuminating the small room, the daylight was so bright, burning his eyes, and since then he has had a darkness that lasts forever. .

The door is in memory, and it will never start, and the heart will be locked, and the shadow will not be locked.

"...She, died on the couch, the underground man is the body of the Tsing Yi man."

Meng Fu’s short “ah” sounded, although from Zong Yue’s narrative, she knew that Nie Yihan would never be a woman with watery poppies and people who loved the night, but this sudden death still surprised her because of the coldness of her destiny. .

Zongyue's tone has calmed down. It seems that this is the most painful pain. It hurts to the extreme and is numb. It doesn't matter if it hurts more. His soft side is written in the moonlight, and the moon shines on him. The lighter hair color and lip color, the light cherry-like color, is reminiscent of the flowers that blossomed in the spring breeze. However, the flower is already frozen.

"That night, the Tsing Yi people wanted to offend her. It was probably that she had a lot of heart, so the knife was on the pillow, but the two were probably struggling and struggling. Although she killed the other person, the anger of the emptiness suddenly went away. Later, the bamboo bed was smashed because she was mad at the end of her life.

"She was distorted by her death, and she was bent out with one hand, and she did not know what she wanted to touch..."

Meng Fu shakes his lips.

That way, bleak death...

The small town inn, the lights are all extinguished, one in the dark bamboo bed for the final struggle for life, one in the next door because of misunderstanding and anger, and finally did not take that critical step.

When she died, he did not know that he was silently calling next door. When she died, he did not know that she never lost him.

At the last moment of life, Nie Yuhan’s hand, which was explored in the illusion of sudden death, tried to touch the hard and thin slab, and imagined that it was the chest of a lover?

She never knows, after the slab, it is his real temperature.

咫, the horizon.

Zong Yue no longer speaks.

Meng Fu Sha has understood all his explanations.

The reason for the "eagerness" is only from the unsolvable knot.

At that time, if he helped Yan Han to improve his martial arts, he would not have to go to the hospital for medical treatment, and he would indulge in the infuriating, so that he would easily escape the fire and become a violent inn.

When the inn met, the younger one would cure her if he saw it, and there would be no later events.

These two ruins the joys of his life, which caused him to be eager in the future. He worked so hard to help Meng Fu to raise martial arts because he was afraid that Meng Fu Sha was not enough when he met the danger, like Yu Han. Self-protection, in the end, it hurts itself.

He worked so hard to help Meng Fu shake the injury. When there was a problem, he immediately pressed the drug and refused to give her the opportunity to self-regulate and gradually self-heal. He was afraid that Meng Fu would like to miss the fastest treatment opportunity like Meng Han. Will kill his life in a sudden incident.

The name of Zongyue's "medical sanctuary" comes from a very large part of his treatment. He will go all out to help the patient, and he will not hesitate to stay in the night to be cured in the first time. It is his personality, and now I know that all the urgency comes from an irreparable mistake.

Those who sink in the depths of the nightmare can't remember the past!

Meng Fu shook a sigh, and scattered in the wind, Zong Yue gently took over the shackles in her palm, cherished the caress, close to the lips, a stream of water like a mountain-like music flowing from his lips, With the sorrow of ancient meanings, there are still some memories that can be pursued. It is a dance of women under the autumn sunset flower gallery. The dance is light and never breaks the red maple. However, how to stay warm, time and age are old, leaves I can't go back to the original branch.

A song "Injury".

People are always hurting to leave, and then refuse to get together.

He slowly, above the gazebo, in the night wind, under the moon, blowing his ancient cockroaches.

That year, the little Jinyi Huafu people, the snow-like bright eyes, forked his waist and smashed him - you are a waste of chicken, you can't protect me in the future! The young boy of the year sneered at it, and then many years later he suddenly looked back and found it.

On that year, on the Xuanyuan Mountain, the pearl curtain was full of moonlight, and the girl who swept through the willow branches and stunned the green leaves of a tree. He looked up in the dust of the sky and saw her eyes stunned. - Snow and ice, like a snowflake that flies into the eye.

Then there is the help of a flying sleeve, and her long hair hangs down on the surface of the water. The graceful figure will bend and bend, and she will lift her head and win the snow. It will be like a shock to his heart. The girl who was in front of him and his childhood is suddenly in the bottom of his heart. He simply abandoned his very important belt, just to walk away faster.

Go away, can't walk, the fate of the turn around, the Promise Red Rock meets in front of the mountain, she robbed the robbery of the robbers, and lived in the same year, carrying the votive martial arts ignorant ignorance of the "naive witch".

Suddenly I wanted to leave her, so a spring became an excuse to grab a small shack.

Xiaoxi is born to me, not a naive witch. He accompanied her and walked into Yaocheng from Dewangfu. She watched her crying for the red dust at the dinner table. She saw her killing the Hu Laohan’s family and seeing her in the roots. In front of the sinister Suxian County, the moment before the moment, he turned his face and murdered. He quickly seized the county servitude and urged them to report false letters. They explored the beautiful hands from the body of Suxian, and stuck the fierce and cautious Ashi. The throat of the city owner.

Such a fierce and kind, deceitful and open woman.

Such a casual and self-loving, rather than a woman who is locked in love and is not willing to commit herself to others.

He finally realized that she was her, she was not a shack, even though the eyes were equally brilliant, even if the character was also externally strong, but in the heart, they were so different.

Han Han refused to use softness and she was soft with a strong wrap.

Yaocheng was surrounded, she actually chose to swindle and go into the enemy camp, and the majority cast aside. Although she was tens of thousands of people, I was stunned by a frosty snow, but I was almost forced to succumb to the city.

He was collecting medicine at the time, and the news was easy to pass. The hand was shocked, and a dragon and grass that had been painstakingly collected fell into the abyss.

He had no choice but to rush down the mountain and ran a few horses in a few days, almost ran back and relapsed.

When I came back to see her innocent, I vomited out in a long breath, and there was something deep in my heart that slowly collapsed.

The long-lost "death" came, she was knocked down but still stood, steel-like quiet and cold, she did not cry, she wants the enemy to cry.

He looked at her quietly numb and quietly doing those things, remembering the swearing swearing to kill his own biological father to avenge him, she carried a heavy meritorious monument with the thin back, Miss Qian’s back, and moved one by one. When she was on Sanli Road, she was smeared with blood on the upper part of the main hall. Then she wiped off the blood, and then carried the stone around the city for three laps.

He still doesn't understand it. At that time, he did not practice the martial arts. How did he move his back?

Some women like this.

They passed by in the eyes of the world, and the weather and frost did not change.

They have a unique charm because of persistence, and they are not correct in the ten-foot soft red.

He thought that he only admired such a woman, hoping that there would be a fierce enthusiasm, but that the woman who is warmer and more versatile than the shackles - is protected and goes forward smoothly, and no longer like 汝 凄, the end of the bleak.

However, what is it?

Last night, the long-term Sun Wuji gently asked, if the thunder broke through the bottom of the heart, he saw himself in such a sudden light, those who were indifferent but could not touch the mind.

Yan Han is a fiancee who has never had a deep feelings about his relationship. The number of times they have met each other in a lifetime is so small that he now remembers the pain of losing money, but has already smothered her face in memory.

Meng Fu Sha, but it is all the way to go ahead with life, more and more bright and clear, not to attract people to chase the scenery.

And why is he doing this? how so? Why do you know that she is not a shack, but she is so afraid of her fate?

Because of care, fear is lost.

Those feelings written in the deepest part of the mind, early in the cold, but finally slowly rushing.

Only the wave finally surged, but I was afraid that it would never be able to reach the embankment of Acacia. It belongs to her long-distance levee, and perhaps it has already taken another moonlight.

Zong Yue smiled shallowly, swaying and blowing, faint hair brushing through the faint lips, shallow under the moon like cherry, which represents the weak color of life, like the seemingly full appearance of his life. Permanent paleness.

"Injury".

She is on the side, I am hurt.

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A piece of distortion, sighing silently.

Zong Yue always blew like that, and the moonlight was deep in the eyebrows. Meng Fu shook his knees on his side, his long hair scattered in the wind, quietly watching his soft side, remembering the woman who had chased her life for a lifetime. Think of the cold fate that belongs to her and theirs.

I remembered the arrogant sons of these jade-tang golden horses on the side of their bodies, the long-term Sun Wuji, the battle of Beiye, Zongyue, Yunzi, and Yan Jingchen.

Are all the people standing on the heights destined to suffer more red dust than ordinary people?

When they have identity, wealth, status, and knowledge, God will take back some of the ordinary happiness that belongs to the human world, and give the brand a mark of fate.

Feelings are not long-lived, and strong is insulting.

She stood up gently, this moment belongs to Zong Yue and his fiancee, no one should break easily in this day of mourning.

She slowly left, not knowing the man above the gazebo, the man who brags the moon under the moonlight, the shadow that really floats in her heart, coincides with her back.

Until she left, Zong Yue never looked back. He gently stroked the sound hole on his knees and smiled calmly.

"Yu Han, why do I think that meeting with her is the punishment that you gave me in the dark?"

Meng Fu Sha did not hear this sentence, she returned to her room with some sorrow, and fell into the bed, and then she climbed into a warm embrace.

Gently "snap", Meng Fu shook him: "I am not in the mood today, do not want to joke and do not want to swear, you can go."

"I know that you are not in the mood today." The man did not move, stretched his slender hand to hold her, and put her a little pale into her arms, um, the position is just right, how fit it is.

"So I am responsible for sending you a good mood."

There was still a little gap between the two, and the Yuanbao adults immediately climbed over and filled up.

Meng Fu shake couldn't help but smile and refused. "Hot."

The man immediately cooperated to adjust the temperature. His infuriating condition was chilly. Once it was circulated, the coolness was very comfortable. He took the ingot to his shoulder. Meng Fu’s shake was a bit unwilling, and he grabbed his palm. I came here and said, "You are so embarrassed that you are so embarrassed."

The man on the top smiled and his chest shook slightly: "For you, you can't be soft, you have to be a little bit stunned, maybe you can still get Meng's general to take care of it."

"It’s really pitiful." Meng Fu shook his smile, and his sleep gradually came, his eyebrows and flowers. "I don't know how many people were cheated by your Buddha's mouth."

The long-term Sun Wuji smiled and looked down at her. The woman’s figure was stunned and she sank in the moonlight in the room. Because of the tiredness, the eyebrows were a little bit tired, and the temperament of the day was a little more confusing. The thick long eyelashes in his palm remind him of the cat, the usual laziness, and the mystery of stealth in the dark.

The palm-splitting eyelashes, the itch of the palms, the long-lost smile of the great-grandchildren, gently said: "What story has you heard, so lost?"

Meng Fu shakes for a moment, tells him the story of Yan Han, and concludes with a summary: "It is really a mistake to misunderstand people."

The great-grandchild promise said: "No, no, the reason why there is such a misunderstanding is because it is not enough love."

Meng Fu was not convinced and retorted: "You look at Zong Yue as much as you miss, still not called love?"

The grandson is laughing and not answering - the man is not a woman, he will confuse his love and love, but you don't have to explain so much with the little fool, so that is a rival.

Meng Fu shook his heart and glared at the ingot's hair, and asked him: "The long-term grandson, why you, you, especially easy to experience something that ordinary people can't experience."

The long-term Sun Wuji smiled and blocked the mouth of the ingot who was angered to bite. He stuffed it into the corner of the bed, pressed it with a pillow, and took her back to sleep. He said: "We are not ordinary people. ”

Meng Fu shakes a smile and feels that this person is really narcissistic, and then he understands what he means - the royal family, this is the most darkest and most dirty door in the world, the noble outside the skin and hidden in the bones. The filth of the same stagnation, looking at the seven countries, which threshold of the nobles have not been infected with blood? Which giant has not cast a dead body in the dry well? Which palace does not have the spirit of frustration against the losers?

She sighed softly and said: "I have heard a sentence before. A princess cried and cried before the country broke. I wish to live in the world. I thought that she was just a bad luck and was in danger of destroying the country. The princess is naturally the worst. Now I know that it is the princess prince of the Taiping era. It is also very unfortunate... The long-term grandson has no such a dynasty, equality, brightness, power balance, although there is inevitable darkness and Unfair, but doing the best and fairness?"

The long-term Sun Mou is silent, and he replies, "Wait for you to build."

Meng Fu shakes and laughs, hiding his eyes on the couch: "I am really fainted, a person who reads history, asks such a silly question, talks about equality and power checks and balances in the feudal system and low productivity of the continent." Talking with the Chinese men's football team when it is time to talk about the human self-knowledge with Feng Sister is so ridiculous... Waiting for me to build? I want to be here for a lifetime, I will build it, now, I don't have time."

She closed her eyes tiredly, feeling that someone was gently approaching the top of her head, and the warm voice was like a spring rain over the ear: "Why not?"

"...go home." Meng Fu shook his body, lazily replied, and waved softly: "Go out and remember to bring a good door."

She sank into her sleep, did not hear the answer, only the one that fell in the dark curtain, felt the forehead to be swayed by the midnight wet wind, the wind circling for a long time, mixed with the lingering and gentle sigh.

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The days have returned to calm, because the quarrel caused by the Treasures of the Moon and the common nostalgia for a lost woman in the long night have been cherished by the people who have possessed and listened to them, not to mention, not to mention, the road ahead is still to go, Look back and see the reflection, look forward to the sun.

Meng Fu Sha and War North Heng have recently got along very well - on her day, "Wang Ye Ming was not stunned" Lei went to Beiheng, and he was almost rushed out of the door by his life guard. However, Meng Fu Sha was only sitting tall and slow, drinking tea slowly. , said: "It is a blood of the next chamber, and it is dangerous to pay for the prince of Wang Ye, and Wang Ye will go out for me. OK, I am out of this door, I will not come in next time."

After talking about her, she walked away and ordered the guardian of the palace: "Good life will guide me. Next time you will not see the generals."

Zhanbei Heng gave this mixed-like boy who seemed to be savvy and dull, like bold and ignorant, and he was so angry that he could not laugh, but he also drank the guards, leaving Meng Fu to shake the tea and chat. After drinking tea several times, Zhabei Heng I finally asked casually: "How did you explain that?"

"No solution." Meng Fu replied, "Wang Ye knows well, no need to say more."

War North Heng slanted her, and long after it said: "What are you waiting for? Good squatting before the driving, the red man does not do, run to give me a ventilated letter?"

"Men, wake up to the world and get drunk and lie on the knees." Meng Fu shakes and laughs. "What is the general of the Dragon and Tiger? It is the real wish from the founding of the dragon!"

War North Heng was once again stimulated by her to jump, "Bold - come -"

Meng Fu smiled and sat still.

Half of the North War II stopped, and stared at her, screaming and screaming: "You, you, you, you, you--"

Meng Fu Shao stood up unfortunately, and spread his hand: "Oh, don't drag me to the Golden Temple? Don't catch me to cut my head? I thought about it. I can wrap up with the Prince's Hall and die in the Dragon Station." It is a great honor, oh, but unfortunately."

In the north of the war, the constant hand pressed the table, and there was no way to take this lazy boy. Can you really drag this on the golden temple? As long as the emperor asks, "How can he tell you this in your house?", and then think of something, this big counter-crime is definitely heavier than him!

This kid, vicious!

Meng Fu shook his head: "I know that the prince can hardly believe me, no matter, Wang Ye will one day understand that he is sincere."

She swayed out of the palace, and went to meet with the emperor. The emperor led Xie Tao as a person who was unsmiling, and was unscrupulous. She felt that the new deputy commander was generous, refreshed, and did not like to intervene. Affairs, for some of their money-making means on weekdays, one eye closed, good man!

After playing a gambling slap, Meng Fu shakes and loses, loses his heartless smile, and then pulls out the big ingots and puts it to the rest. He said: "Brothers didn't bring loose silver today, just take this."

Some people are embarrassed: "No scale, how to find it for you."

Meng Fu waved a hand: "Look for something to find, remember, next time you lose it!" Then he went out, "Brothers go to pee."

There was a sneer behind him. Someone said: "There is still money to lose money, Xiaomeng leads, happy!"

Meng Fu waved his hand – what a happy? Eighty percent laughed behind, and cursed that I would lose again next time? idiot!

She walked out of the barracks and didn't go to the latrine. She naturally never went outside to the latrine, and took a few steps. She really greeted a man who was white and unnecessary. It seemed familiar. It was the **** in the palace.

The **** seemed to smile and smiled at her for a long while, pinching the scorpion: "Xiao Meng leads, and you are called to enter the palace."

Meng Fu shook "Oh" and followed it. He looked calm and turned a blind eye to the strange eyes of the insiders. War Nancheng waited for her in the Imperial Study Room. She paid a tribute to her, but she did not have the enthusiasm and embarrassment of the previous days. Hearing, not calling, Meng Fu Sha is patiently squatting, counting the square brick lattice.

After a long time, Cheng Nancheng only published a book. It seems that he saw Meng Fu Sha, and dragged his voice and smiled: "Meng Tongling recently took up his new post, and he was busy, not coming to the palace."

Meng Fu shook his eyes and replied: "You haven't announced your secrets."

After the collapse of the battle, Nan Cheng took a trip and said, "You can't see it? Look at you, you are not very diligent?"

It’s so fast that I can’t help it. Meng Fu’s contempt, the old war and the grandson’s promise are really not a level. No wonder he is too lazy to deal with you.

Zhan Nancheng stared at Meng Fu Sha, thinking that this kid must be afraid to plead guilty. As a result, she was crisp and clear: "Your Majesty has a sore knee."

The temple was over, and the face of the war was black and white. When I thought of it for a long while, it was as if the newspaper said that it was a rough person, and the courage was so big that there was no edge, and the heart was shallow to the bottom. It was a waste of effort. strength.

So I had to scream, and I also gave a seat. Meng Fu was so happy to sit down, and talked with Nan Cheng about the imperial camp affairs. War Nan Cheng looked at her calmness, it was really uncomfortable, and she knew that she could not use her around the bend. I had to directly remind: "You are a foreign minister, and it is not good to pay the princes. Is there a lot of business to ask for your return?"

"Isn't it." Meng Fu Shao shook his head very directly. "Wang Ye is a boss of Weichen. He called the Weichen to move around and how the micro-minister would not follow."

This made the war South into a blockage. I felt that this kid is good. It is a bit of two hundred and five. The oil and salt are not in the material. I feel depressed and feel relieved. For the emperor, the courtiers, especially the military commanders. It’s not a good thing to be smart and have a city.

Meng Fu shakes and happily rejoices and wars Nan Cheng to talk about the Wangfu all kinds of jokes, and tells the tongues of the gossip officials to the war Nan Cheng--"Wang Ye 18 Fang Ji Yu, known as the Eighteen Immortals, they say Wang Ye That is the Bodhisattva, the town of the sacred priests, do not know where to fight well, the 80% is a good prescription given by the Tai Hospital, the prince and the prince wants one, Wang Ye does not recognize, hey, micro Chen said that the minister wants to marry three wives. Every day, Aurora is so happy, he is afraid of hurting the body of my martial arts. Everyone is entangled with the prince, and he is asked to copy a copy to the minister, and then he is not allowed to pass it out. I can't recognize the word, and I went to the medical officer in his house and secretly copied it. - Do you want to leave?"

Warnan Cheng heard it and laughed. What happened to it? Junchen talked about the affair of the palace and shared the aphrodisiac? It was not a big stunned head, and he refused. Meng Fu shook out the dirty paper and stuffed it into his hand. The war was swept away, but he suddenly settled.

There are several kinds of drugs on the top. It is a tribute to Moro's tribute. In previous years, he saw it on the tribute list. This year, he didn't have it. He thought that it was Moro who didn't go in and didn't ask. The last time he wanted to use the medicine, Necuri reported that there was no, Bei Heng was there at the time, but he did not say a word, did not want this thing, actually in his house.

He took the prescription and looked at it carefully. The brow couldn't help but tremble. He passed the pharmacology and saw that the prescription was more aphrodisiac? I am afraid that the disease of yang caused by trauma is also very effective. It is really a treasure worthy of money. I remembered that I was injured in the saddle of Beiheng’s pin that was held in the night, and it has not healed since. Implied that North Heng, he asked for some good ideas, Bei Heng promised, but also contributed a recipe, but no use, did not think he had such a strange in his hands! Then why not always give?

From this, I thought that his son was too difficult. So far, there are only two sons and one daughter, the three princes are dull, the prince is weak, and the sick child is so sick... This way, he sweats on his back.

There was sweat on the back, but there was a trace of look on the face. I casually threw the square to the table and said: "You can't use the prescriptions offered by the ministers at will, but you can feel it since you are sincere. It’s called the Tai’s Medical Department and I will give it to you. It’s natural that it’s not used. It’s just a folk recipe, some are tiger-wolf medicines, or it’s safer to see people before you use them.”

"Xie Xi's heart of Aichen!" Meng Fu shakes and laughs. "We haven't eaten the micro-committee. Some medicines are hard to find. How much money can't be bought? It's hard for Weichen to mix in the royal government doctor's day. ""

War Nancheng slightly reveals a sneer - you certainly can't buy it, not even!

Suddenly his brain flashed, and finally captured the last sentence of Meng Fu Sha, eyebrows and a Xuan, asked: "This recipe, is you yourself mixed into the royal government medical officer to copy?"

"Yeah." Meng Fu shakes the innocent answer. "The word that Wang Ye gave to Wei Chen was so sloppy, and it seems that there is no such medicine. The prescription is locked in a good hidden drawer. The medical doctor does not approach the Weichen. The micro-command made a swindle to open him and opened the lock to get it. It was really a Tibetan mastiff, but the micro-command used to be a street gangster. He couldn’t do anything else, unlock it, oh."

She smiled cumbersomely, and Nan Nancheng smiled without a smile. He waved his hand and said, "You are safe."

Meng Fu shook out and went outside the palace gate. She was on the avenue outside the palace gate. The road in the sunset was bright and wide, such as a vast expanse of water, and she was driving the whip here. A piece of water on the water, long whip, is a cluster of bright sunshine.

At this time, she opened her eyes and opened her eyes, only to reveal a deep smile.

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In a few days, the inner court passed the purpose, and Meng Fu shook the place to promote the post. He served as the deputy commander of Feiyingying and the commander of Feihuying. The three camps of the imperial camp, the flying tiger and the leopard flying fox, among them, the flying fox has been vacant, and all the deputy leaders have won the blood. The flow is difficult to balance. In the end, the president of the Imperial Palace, who was the leader of the Imperial Palace, was also allowed to serve. Now, the position of Xie Tao does not move. The part-time job has been removed, and it has been returned to the air. The deputy commander of the Flying Leopard has not yet established the Meng Fu Sha, which is really a dynasty. The odd number is even more bizarre. The Heng Wang, who is in charge of the imperial empire, has no opinion on this decree. Most of the deputy commanders of the various factions have no opinion. Heng Wang believes that Meng Fu Sha is his person and deputy commander. They are anyway, I can't get it without you. Everyone is fair. As for the war, Nancheng believes that Meng Fu Sha is his person.

The shameless official of the Scorpio court in the history of the most ups and downs was born.

The shameless official Meng Fu Sha continued to run Hengwangfu every day, ran for a while, and finally ran out of the problem.

The most favored ninth celestial being and the 18th prince of the royal palace were raped and captured.