Ming Jiuye was amused by her shocking metaphor and laughed dumbly: "Then what should we do now? Madam Bangchui."
Even if they hadn't appeared, he would have died by the end of the night.
"Husband, why don't we let them say goodbye properly." Wuyou thought for a while and said.
"Well, listen to Madam." Ming Jiuye waved the light in his hand, and Li Xiang's white bones took on the shape of flesh, "Go and say goodbye properly!"
"Li Xiang thanks the emperor and empress for their great kindness!" A ray of residual soul entered his body and he walked in with stiff steps.
After a while, sounds of joy resounded in the house, but not long after, sounds of mourning followed.
Wuyou lay in Ming Jiuye's arms and refused to get up until the crying turned into shallow sobs.
"It's okay. They still have a lifelong relationship. Madam should be happy for them." Seeing Wuyou like this, Ming Jiuye wished he had not spoken at all just now and let the remaining soul disappear into ashes.
"Husband, I'm just sleepy... Why isn't Grandma Meng coming?"
"Maybe there was a delay." As soon as Ming Jiuye finished speaking, he saw a wisp of red smoke entering the small courtyard.
"Madam, Po Meng is back."
Hearing this, Wuyou raised his eyes and saw Po Meng suddenly appearing holding an oil paper bag.
"Your Majesty, I brought you delicious food specially, called honey drunkenness." After opening the oil paper, round sugar-coated fruits were lying in it.
The appearance is crispy yellow, and the aroma of wine mixed with sweetness comes to your face. It smells really good.
"Husband, please try it." Wuyou first picked up one and put it in Ming Jiuye's mouth, and then took one for himself.
It's crispy in the mouth, and the mellow stuffed rice stuffed with honey ♥ juice hits the taste buds. "Hmm, it's delicious. By the way, have you found the woman?"
"To tell you, I have found her. She is fine for the time being."
"Well, I'll take care of her later. The baby inside is your husband in the previous life. Mother-in-law can go and see it by herself."
"Yes." Po Meng was about to step up. Unexpectedly, the woman walked out of the sand house with her child in her arms, and bowed to the empty stone table and bench:
"Daughter of the common people, thank the emperor and empress for their great kindness! Thank you for allowing the child to see his father for the last time." After saying this, she sobbed uncontrollably.
Then a fleshy body walked out of the sand house and helped her up with a reluctant look, "Take good care of the child, you will suffer in this life." After Li Xiang finished speaking, the fleshy body disintegrated and all the bones fell away.
"Wow...wow wow..."
The cry of the baby made the sad woman cry even more sadly.
"Stop crying, go back to the house and coax the children!" A slightly helpless voice suddenly sounded.
The woman looked up at the still deserted courtyard, nodded with tears in her eyes, and then entered the sand house with her child in her arms.
"Grandma Meng, do you still want to marry him?"
"This... Madam, this is against the rules, I don't dare to expect this." Po Meng's face was filled with tears at Wuyou's words.
There has never been such a precedent in Fengdu.
But Wuyou was completely unaware and turned to look at the people around him: "When he grows up, my husband will allow Granny Meng to come to this world and fulfill her long-cherished wish. How about that?"
A human lifetime lasts only a few decades.
Hearing this, Ming Jiuye pondered for a moment and then said: "Okay, husband, I will listen to you."
After receiving a satisfactory answer, Wuyou said to Po Meng again: "He will be your future husband, so I will give him the word "houjun", which means that when he grows up, he can be a great prince like his father." , treating you like this, never leaving.\./hand\./machine\./version\./first\./issue\./update\./new~~”
With the reward from Empress Fengdu, the word "accident" will never appear in the life of the "Empress".
"Old slave, thank you for your favor!" When Po Meng raised her head again, she looked like a girl, Wuyou was surprised.
"Grandma Meng! So you are so beautiful!"
Yin Tao's little mouth turned a little red, and she smiled like Pingting.
"How can this old slave be as good as your empress? Po Meng thanks the emperor and empress for the reward!" Po Meng bowed firmly, attracting a look of admiration from Wuyou. Ming Jiuye suddenly felt that he could occasionally move his fingers to commend his subordinates. It's still necessary.
"Get up, go talk to her, and let her raise your "queen" with peace of mind."
"Yes. (The next page is more exciting!)
"The girl moved brightly and entered the sand room lightly.
After a while, Po Meng came out. There were two more flowers on the cuffs decorated with butterfly flowers, one big and one small, one red and one blue.
"Mother, everything is done."
"Okay, where is Ma Qi's wife now?"
"Go back to your mother-in-law, she is in the cemetery."
"Cemetery?" Wuyou looked at Ming Jiuye suspiciously, and found that he also had an inquiring look on his face.
"Lead the way."
"yes"
"Miss, the second lady is here and has been waiting downstairs for a long time."
"What's she doing here? Did she ask you something?" Cui Simei said with displeasure on her face as she closed her hair around her ears.
"Young cherry doesn't know, the second lady never asked any questions. The bird next to her just said wait." In fact, she hadn't heard the second lady speak for a long time.
"Cherry, go and take out the purple-yuehua uniform that my father prepared for me from my box." Since we were competing, we had to step her into the quagmire.
"Yes, Cherry will go now."
The little girl happily brought a chest-length skirt with exquisite embroidery from the mahogany box.
After Cui Simei was dressed, she brought over a large-sleeved shirt of the same color, with pearls shining on it.
"Let's go..." Cui Simei said weakly, and Cherry immediately helped her walk downstairs, her hair tied back easily with a white ribbon.
The pale lip color is a bit morbidly beautiful.
Cui Siran is dressed in a peach pink outfit, and with her innocent eyes, she looks even more pure and beautiful.
"It turns out Ran'er is here, Cherry, why is the teapot cold? Go and prepare some hot tea."
"Yes, Miss." Cherry quickly stepped forward to pick up the kettle and walked out.
Seeing that Cui Simei was dressed in a gorgeous dress without any makeup, and she was still wrapped in the color she disliked last year, it was as if she had found a treasure and was paired with expensive flower beads.
Cui Siran clenched her hands angrily, and she waved her hand pretending to be calm. The maid Que'er beside her immediately withdrew, closing the door behind her.
"Cui Simei, my voice is like this now, what are you going to do?"
"Hey! Where did that rough man's voice come from... Hehe, what am I going to do? If you want to blame, blame your own foul mouth!" Cui Simei raised a cold eyebrow.
"Believe it or not, I'm going to tell the elders right now that it was you who forced me to take poison and caused me to be like this. Let's see how my father will protect you then!" Cui Siran wanted to kill him.
Unexpectedly, Cui Simei just smiled slightly, with a cold and charming curve at the corner of his mouth.
"Go ahead and tell me! Do the elders believe you or me? A concubine still dares to ride on my legitimate daughter's head and run wild."
Anyway, the great elder must be on her side. As long as the great elder denies it, the remaining two elders will obediently agree.
"You... these days when you are not around, everyone in the house calls me the eldest lady." When Cui Siran made the cold and arrogant remarks, I thought Cui Simei would jump and curse, but she actually burst out laughing.
"Hahaha... You already said it's time for me to be away. Now that I'm back, don't you have to return everything obediently! For example, the eldest daughter of the Cui family's honor and favor." Cui Simei finished speaking. With a wave of his sleeve, he slapped Cui Siran in the face with a loud slap.
"Snapped!"
Cui Siran returned the favor without any courtesy. A slap from a seventh-level spiritual warrior was both physically and mentally painful to Cui Simei.
Bang!
Cui Simei was thrown out like a gorgeous rag and hit the wooden pillar of Chunyu Pavilion.
A crisp sound of fracture came from the chest, "Ah! Ahhh..." A large mouthful of blood spurted out from Cui Simei's mouth!
"What a good Miss Cui, it turned out to be a waste with no spiritual power. If I go out and say something, not to mention the Cui Mansion, the whole Fengyan will probably regard you as a loser!" Cui Siran raised his head and said proudly. laugh.
After swallowing the blood in his mouth, Cui Simei stood up strangely and rushed towards Cui Siran crazily.
She was like a crazy beast biting at her half-sister. She pulled out the hairpin on Cui Siran's head and thrust it into her smooth neck.
"Ah! Uh-huh..." Cui Siran kicked hard, and Cui Simei fell over again.
The second before she fell into coma,... (The next page is more exciting!)
Finally she saw the brother Jia Luo she had longed for.
Cui Siran held her bleeding neck, quickly opened the elixir bottle on her waist with one hand, and poured it all into her mouth.
She sat cross-legged, and her spiritual energy began to move towards the bloody place. She pulled out the hairpin with force, but unexpectedly the blood stopped flowing.
The wound was gradually recovering, but it was difficult for her to speak. Her vocal cords were completely destroyed, and even a rough muffled sound was difficult to make.
She opened her eyes, and in addition to Cui Simei lying in a pool of blood, there was also a handsome monk wearing a black gold cassock.
Cui Siran immediately stood up with trembling. Cui Simei had forgotten, but she had not forgotten that there was a black gold monk in the rivers and lakes.
With peach blossom eyes and peach blossom face, he specializes in eating "peach blossoms" and is rarely seen by you.
"Amitabha...the donor has ruined the poor monk's meal, have you thought about how to compensate?" He smiled evilly, like an invitation from the King of Hell.
Cui Siran couldn't react except shaking his head.
"The poor monk is not a person who likes to be slaughtered. Just for this one bite, the poor monk has been waiting for more than half a month, and now like this... Amitabha! Donor, please decide quickly, what do you want to give up?" Jia Luo strode and sat in the hall, Close your eyes and twist the beads with your hands. None\./Error\./Update\./New`.w`.a`.p`.`.c`.o`.m
Even so, Cui Siran didn't dare to run. His father once said that if he couldn't avoid him, he would have to give up one thing, whether it was his hands or feet.
But now she has lost her voice. If she has less hands and feet, her position as the crown princess will definitely be hopeless.
"Miss Eldest and Second Miss, Cherry has brought tea!" A little girl in her early teens walked in with a teapot in one hand and a red box filled with pastries in the other.
She pushed the door open, and a dangerous light instantly strangled her life. It turned out that Cui Siran had already made up his mind when Cherry approached Chunyu Pavilion.
As soon as she entered, the hairpin in her hand instantly sank into Cherry's heart.
Twenty taels of silver was a bit too small, but in modern times it was still around eight thousand to ten thousand yuan.
At present, an ordinary soldier in the Yu Dynasty can only earn one tael of silver per month at most, and a centurion can earn three taels of silver per month.
Maybe he will accept it.
In addition, Qin Hu is also planning to draw a big pie for Li Xiaokun. After all, Qin Hu used to have money.
Now it depends on whether he and Qin An can survive the night.
"Little Marquis, I may not be able to survive. I'm so hungry, my hands and feet are frozen with cold." Qin An said in a daze.
"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay still, get up and run. Only in this way can you survive."
In fact, Qin Hu himself is in trouble. Although he was a special soldier in his previous life, this body is not what he used to be. All he has now is a perseverance.
"Wait!"
Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice. A reflection and a rustling sound that appeared just ten meters away from the camp aroused his alertness.
With the professional sense of smell of a special scout, he felt that it was the enemy.
But should we notify Li Xiaokun?
Qin Hu hesitated a little. What if he saw it wrong? You know, his current physical condition is completely different from before.
If a false alarm causes night terrors or camp roars, and someone gets a handle on it, they will be killed without mercy.
"Xiao Anzi, hand me the bow and arrow."
Qin Hu crawled under the carriage and whispered.
But Qin An's next words scared him so much that he almost jumped up.
"Bow and arrow, what are bow and arrow?"
What, there are no bows and arrows in this era?
Qin Hu looked around and found a wooden stick with a sharpened top placed under the wheel. It was two meters long. It was thick at the handle and became thinner as it went up.
The more I look at it, the more it looks like a weapon.
Wooden gun, this is the iconic building of the cannon fodder.
"Come closer, come closer..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was sure that he was right.
The other party may be the enemy's scouts, called scouts in this era. They are trying to enter the camp and conduct reconnaissance.
Of course, if conditions permit, you can also poison, set fire to, or perform a beheading operation.
"one two three……"
He and Qin An were lying on the ground motionless, until then, he suddenly jumped. (The next page is more exciting!)
He got up and threw the wooden spear as a javelin.
"puff!"
It was impossible for the scout to wear armor because he had difficulty moving, so the shot pierced his chest directly.
Following Qin Hu, he picked up the wooden gun belonging to Qin An, jumped out of the carriage, and chased in the opposite direction desperately.
For the reliability of intelligence, the scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there are at least two.
After a few moments, Qin Hu threw another black shadow to the ground.
Then he strangled his neck with a wooden gun. There was a crisp sound and the man's head hung down.
"Hoo ho, ho ho!" Qin Hu was sweating profusely and almost collapsed. He lay on the ground gasping for air. His body was really too weak.
Just to break the enemy's neck, before he could just use his hands, but just now he had to rely on the power of a wooden gun.
"Qin An, come here and search me for me."
Qin Hu is familiar with the rules of the battlefield. He must collect all the trophies from these two guys as quickly as possible.
"Two daggers, two horizontal knives, a level, seven or eight taels of broken silver, two grain bags, flags, kettles, two sets of cotton-padded clothes, two pot helmets, bacon..."
"Qin An, brother, hurry up, hurry up, eat something quickly, you are saved..."
Qin Hu tremblingly grabbed a handful of fried beans from the grain bag and stuffed it into Qin An's mouth, then filled him with water and put on the captured cotton-padded clothes.
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Before dawn, Qin Hu cut off the scout's head before the sentry on duty arrived, carried it into Shi Chang's camp, and reported what happened yesterday.
This was done to prevent others from taking credit, and he knew what kind of environment he was in now.
"Thirty taels of silver for one head, you are rich."
The chief's name was Gundam. He was a tall, muscular man with a beard.
At first, he didn't believe it until he saw the trophies captured by Qin Hu and the two corpses.
At this moment, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
"It's not me who gets rich, it's everyone who gets rich. This is the credit of the ten of us."
