Wearing Pheromone As a Faint King

When passing by the porridge shed of the palace, they ran into King Boshan. I don't know what the two said. King Boshan gently took the summer clothes in their hands and walked in front of them, seemingly to go to Fufang together.

Wei Yan was so angry that she bit her fingers.

She was angry when she looked at King Boshan. According to Yi Dongpo's account, King Boshan asked the red brocade to sing "Baitou Yin" when the fireworks burned out.

Obviously it was his fault, so why should she take the blame.

Furious, she threw away the clothes in her hand, and returned to the stove to continue cooking the porridge.

The force of stirring the porridge was much stronger. The rice porridge was scattered all over the ground and burned the feet of several victims. Seeing people screaming pain, only then recovered, smiled and apologized.

But the fingers holding the spoon handle were very hard, the joints were white, and the wrist bones were tight.

He secretly complained that Qu Jinying didn't guard the woman's way. It was obviously the person she had marked, but she was still flirting with others.

She was taken aback by the thought and shook her head hurriedly.

Where is Qu Jinying? They are not relatives or acquaintances, friends of gentlemen. Even if it is involved, she is trying to make a good relationship with the heroine, and beware of the future blackening of the king.

She just kept her life.

The rice porridge was almost finished, and she scooped it into the broken bowl one after another.

She was a little absent-minded, looking over the black heads, looking at the gate of Fufang.

"Have you seen the county lord Qinghui coming back?" she asked Fenghe.

"In return to the master, the county owner has just left."

Wei Yan buried her head in embarrassment. After a while, she raised her sleeves and wiped her head with sweat, and asked, "What about now, is she back?"

"…no."

The rice porridge in the spoon no longer fragrant in an instant, as if the enemy's territorial sovereignty has been violated: "Does the Lord of Qinghui County have friendship with King Boshan on weekdays?"

"Subordinates don't know."

Wei Yan Sifei has a look I want you to use.

Feng He is like a kid who has done something wrong and honestly said: "Weichen go back to the palace and ask Mr. Yi."

As soon as Wei Yansi mentioned this person, she didn't get angry. She didn't understand why the whole world was making her angry.

In a corner where they were not paying attention, there was an old mother who was instructing people to build a new stove. Her big face was plump and her sly eyes were on both of them.

As if thinking of something, he wiped his hand on the apron around his waist and ran out in a hurry.

Like two short-legged wheels, they ran into the Xi'an Courtyard of the Yongyihou Mansion, crossed the threshold, and entered Qu Wanwan's boudoir.

"Second Miss, great happy event!" Her sparse eyebrows trembled high.

Qu Wanwan sighed at the mirror, looked at her bruised face, without lifting her eyelids, and said casually: "Mother Sima, I've lost my face, what else is there?"

"There is a wild man in the porridge shed, eyeing with the host of Qinghui County." Mama Sima yelled as she patted her thigh, for fear that people outside would not be able to hear her.

Qu Wanwan paused on the palm of her cheek, and said with doubts: "How did you hear about it?"

"Hey! The county owner builds a porridge shed, and every room has to do their best to express their feelings. Your mother sent me to help."

"Our second roommate is dead, why let you go?" Qu Wanwan ridiculed, she squeezed a smile when she faced the bronze mirror, tugged at the corners of her freshly scabbed lips, sweating in pain. .

"There are servants, but I'm not clever! Your mother asked me to stare at Qu Jinying and make her a little trouble. No, just come."

"Who is the wild man? What does he look like? Which family do you recognize?"

"Long looks quite delicate, with the slimy energy of Qinghui County Lord, the old slave almost didn't even look at it. If it spreads out, I am afraid that I will lose the face of the Houfu." The facial features of Sima's mother were wrinkled together, as if they were in a certain way. Something is disgusting.

The opportunity cannot be missed. Qu Wanwan inserted a pearl hairpin into the mirror, planning to go to Xichengmen to take a look first, so as not to mistake the king of a country as a wild man and make a big joke like last time. It's also white to provoke a show.

But Sima's mother pulled her and persuaded: "It is inconvenient for the women in the inner house to show up."

"Qu Jinying can go, can't I go?"

Afraid of hurting her self-esteem, Ms. Sima pondered her words and said: "She is the county lord, and she has a queen mother to support her. She is used to fooling around. I don't know the day when she is planted. You are different. There shouldn't be a handle for people to chew."

Qu Wanwan heard the words leaning on the door frame and saw a magpie flying around and falling on the fake stone, could not help but look forward to the future.

Sima's mother saw her face a little darker, praised her as a sensible girl, and continued: "I am the dowry girl your mother brought from her natal family. Naturally, I am focused on the second room. I have done nothing wrong for so many years. You can rest assured. , Qu Jinying must be planted in our hands this time."

When Liu Erniang came back for tea in the next mansion, Qu Wanwan relayed the matter to her. Liu Erniang was also happy and wandered around in the house.

His expression suddenly became cold again, and he clenched his teeth and said, "This time I must let the brothers and sisters of Dafang not be able to eat."

Qu Wanwan took her hand and took it outside the house, asking her to tell her father that Qu Jinying had a tryst with the outsider.

Liu Erniang was angrily unable to dispute: "What is the urgency! This matter needs to be discussed in the long term."

"Hold it any longer, in case someone runs away."

"Since he is entangled with Qu Jinying, he will come back again. Isn't he broken if he breaks?" Liu Erniang poked her temple, "Learn something with your mother, lest you be eaten by the harem woman in the future? Nothing left."

Qu Wanwan pouted and muttered: "How can it be so serious."

Liu Erniang immediately softened, broke her shoulders, and persuaded quite earnestly: "Daughter, what my mother taught you, you must remember that you can fight to death and life in the small back house, let alone fight with you. The harem of power."

Qu Wanwan Shui Lingling’s eyes were hollow for a moment, giving birth to fear of uncertain future

"Did you write it down?" Liu Erniang shook her.

"... I wrote it down, mother."

There were tears in Mama Sima's eyes, she turned her back and wiped her face without a trace.

Their Liu family's lintel is not high, and the old man is just a fifth-rank military commander. The Yan Dynasty emphasized literature and despised martial arts. Even if Liu Erniang was a concubine in the family, she would not be able to marry a good family. But luck was good. When Qu Ao was full of anger at that time, she accepted her as a concubine.

Qu Jinying’s mother passed away three years ago. I thought that their second room would just turn around. But Qu Ao didn’t know what he was thinking, and he was reluctant to promote Liu Erniang’s position. Qu Wanwan has always been a concubine's concubine, even though she was born. The Hou Mansion can only marry to the right family to be a child, and still can't hold up his head for a lifetime. Only by marrying can he be the mother of the family.

Liu Erniang was arrogant, and she was fed up with small things, and she refused to bend and wanwan. Marrying into the palace was the best choice. Even if it was Longtan Tiger's lair, she had to let Qu Wanwan go for a break.

If you can really seal the wives, everyone will have to look at both of them.

"How about I enter the palace? Qu Jinying will also enter the palace. She has the queen mother to support me, so I was bullied by her like me." Qu Wanwan was angry and rubbed her chest.

Liu Erniang said bitterly, "So I have to cut the mess quickly, and Qu Jinying in the harem can't enter."

This remark hit Qu Wanwan's heart. She was greatly encouraged, clenched her fists in both hands, knocked her head, and made up her mind.

"Mother, what do you say about this?"

Liu Erniang closed the doors and windows and motioned for her to come over.

Like hiding Wei Yansi on purpose, or pure Turgeon, Qu Jinying didn’t come back from Fufang until Ribo Xishan, and said a few words with the busy people in the porridge shed, and then Xiao Yangliu accompanied him on the carriage. .

From the same to the end, I just nodded with Wei Yan to show that I would leave it alone.

As soon as she left, Wei Yansi's heart was empty, as if a corner was poached away, secretly scolding her for being ruthless and cold.

No more thinking about cooking porridge, he threw away the long spoon, rode on the horse unhappily, and returned to the palace dejectedly all the way.

After busying for a long time, her ears are hot and dizzy, the days are big, and she sweats all over her body. Is it easy for her to catch up with the fever period!

I licked the canine teeth with the tip of my tongue, and found that the surrounding gums were congested and swollen. I pressed it slightly to the top, and the pain was sour.

She is a rare s-grade alpha, extremely rare. She was the pride of her parents when she was born. At the age of fifteen, her mother died in a car accident. Her father was busy with work and neglected to take care of her, and burned her glands in a high fever.

Pride turned into shame overnight, and her father sent her back to her mother's hometown, a small town on the southeast coast, where the four seasons are like spring and the fragrance of flowers is pleasant. She lived there with her grandparents and her grandparents.

The fever period is a familiar and long-lost existence for her.

On a sultry summer night, she was sitting under the camphor tree in the front yard of Yangxin Hall with a fan. Xia Chan made her brain hurt. She wanted to bite people with her canine teeth. Qu Jinying's face appeared before her as expected. Smile.

As far as alpha is concerned, whoever bites will have to be loyal to each other for life, and so does the other party, but Qu Jinying seems to be a counter-note, and he doesn't respond to her.

She began to grieve from the heart, missed the comfortable life in the small town, and sighed that the past will never return.

Under the eaves, Yi Dongpo knelt for a whole day, leaning against the root of the wall, sleepy, Xia Chan became awake as soon as she got upset, opened her eyelids, and saw Wei Yansi's lonely look truly--she took the spring to soak. Good tea, sigh faintly after a sip, and the loneliness of the eyes deepens.

Yi Dongpo's two eyes flashed, Xiang Chunlai hooked, and the **** came to the front and asked, "Hurrah, have you encountered a bad thing?"

Tong Fenghe had inquired about Chunzi, squatting down, and surreptitiously saying, "I went to the West City Gate to show courtesy to the Lord of Qinghui County, but they ignored him."

It turned out to be troubled by love, and Yi Dongpo's expression had a self-confidence as I expected.

Chunlai copied both hands into his armpits and asked humbly: "Godfather, tell me, a woman full of palaces is fat and thin, long live her face and her ass?"

"You know what a fart, it's called only one scoop of weak water three thousand."

The five senses twisted into a ball when the spring came: "Why whoring?"

Too lazy to care about the illiterate, Yi Dongpo grabbed the clothes on his shoulders, pulled him closer, handed his mouth to his ears, and came up with a bad idea for Wei Yansi to embrace the beauty.

Chunlai was shocked: "No way, no way, no way!"

The author has something to say:

Yi Dongpo, a leader of the **** who is struggling to lead the red line~~

Please praise him~Encourage him to continue to cheer~~