"Wait a minute, I haven't tasted the chicken yet, and the piglet..." She looked at everyone with straight eyes.
No wonder I couldn't hear the rooster crow when I entered the village... Even if it's so young, it can't be heard!
This time it was Ming Jiuye who was confused, "Huh? Are you hungry again?"
"I wasn't hungry at first, but when they said it, I felt a little... By the way, did you bring my beans?"
"Bring it...bring it."
"take it out."
"Ma'am, let's wait a little longer. We're divided now. What if they go back on their word at night and still want to hand us over?"
"That's right. I can't do it if I lose my wife and my troops. It doesn't look smart."
"Well, wait a minute."
What Wuyou didn't know was that Ming Jiuye had secretly asked the ghost slave to prepare honey beans again.
The crystal honey unique to the North has a warming and tonic effect on Wuyou's stomach, so the existing honey beans, forgive him for being stingy, cannot be shared.
"Husband, look, this pig... must weigh thirty kilograms, right?" The ribs of the pig are clearly visible to the naked eye.
"No, it will be twenty." Ming Jiuye glanced at it and said with certainty.
"Husband, look at the smiles on their faces, they are really good."
"But the night will awaken demons, and they will harvest lives in places where light cannot shine."
"No, moonlight is also light, but they are blindfolded and can't see it. By the way, husband, is there any open space in the Immortal City?" There is light there, everywhere!
"Yes, there is, but it is still a wilderness and has not been cultivated. It seems that Madam has already made a decision in her heart." I hope her kindness to the world will not become evil to herself.
"Let's take another look. People are fickle. I don't know if Brother Ninth and the others have finished their investigation now?"
In the dense forest, "Oh no! Why can't I get out?"
The three of them were wandering around like headless flies. The marks they left the night before could no longer be found, and they kept coming back without any clues.
"Lao Jiu, did you remember it wrong? Why do I think it's not this way?"
When Lan Jiu heard this, he immediately exploded: "It's not this way. Why didn't you tell me earlier? You were an afterthought!"
"Be quiet and listen!" After hearing Buyu's scolding, the two were unwilling to stop the "war". The sound of feet stepping on dead branches and fallen leaves was heard not far away. Although it was very soft, it was already heard in the hunter's ears. Quite a movement.
"It seems we just got sidetracked. Let's go around." The three of them re-established their direction and headed towards the place where the sound was heard.
Not long after walking, I heard a male voice, "The cripple just came to report that he saw a man and a woman entering the East Village. It seems that we can have a big meal tonight, hahaha..."
"Look at how hopeless you are. There are men and women here. We need to prepare something good to eat."
"What good thing? Why didn't I know..."
"Stop asking, let's go quickly..."
When the sound of footsteps faded away, Zhi Si muttered angrily: "Oh no! These beasts are not trying to do those dirty things again, are they?"
"How dare they!" Bu Yu's eyes were filled with evil, and Zhi Si's heart skipped a beat.
"Let's go, we just found two of them, let's go, don't waste time." The three of them looked at each other and sighed, tacitly heading towards the depths of the forest.
Talking about others.
The Red Pavilion generally refers to a romantic place where dragons and suns gather, or mirror-grinding pleasures gather. There is often "sexual immorality" that is not accepted by the world.
"Hurry up and put it on, Qingtian Bairi, please stay calm." After a moment of wavering, Cui Simei gritted his teeth and said.
She found that she was emotional, and under the control of desire, she did not get rid of the maid, but chose to keep her.
She couldn't help but ask herself again and again whether it was the Kabu tribe's love medicine that was causing trouble, or whether she was longing for these inferior pleasures.
"Yes, Hong'er will wait until nightfall." Hong'er put on her clothes layer by layer, as docile as a cat.
Hearing her understanding, Cui Simei did not deny it in time: "Let's go, it's been a night, it's time to go to the ancestral hall to pay respects to my father."
"yes."
Along the way, Hong'er raised one hand slightly, and Cui Simei gently supported it with the other, "Hong'er, how did you come to Cui Mansion?"
If, as she said, she came from a dirty place like Hong Guan'er, she would never be accepted as a steward of the Cui family.
"This... Hong'er is..." The woman became uneasy. She didn't even notice the stones under her feet. She staggered. If it weren't for Cui Simei's quick eyesight and quick hands, she might have landed face first.
"Don't worry, it's not a sin."
"Yes... Hong'er killed Hong'er."
Hearing the sound, Cui Simei's eyes lit up, "Seriously?" Hong'er was extremely small, and she looked frail when standing next to Cui Simei.
"Hmm, Hong'er pushed her into the river outside the city."
"Are you sure he's dead?"
"Yes, he must be dead."
"That's good. From now on, you should be smarter when doing things. Don't let people say that our Chunyu Pavilion has no rules."
After hearing this, Hong'er's heart gradually relaxed, "Yes, Hong'er understands." After saying that, the two of them walked to the front of the ancestral hall without knowing it. The courtyard was still full of disciples from the clan listening to the training.
Seeing Cui Simei appear, everyone was like frightened quails. No one thought that she could make a comeback!
"Miss, I'll let you in." At this time, Cui Buqun walked out of the temple.
Hearing the familiar voice, Cui Simei stopped deliberately and looked up and down, "You... look different." After saying that, he smiled and walked in.
When Cui Buqun lifted the curtain again, he hid all the disgust in his eyes.
"Si Mei paid homage to my father and met three elders."
"Meier, come and sit here." Cui Dong patted the chair beside him and motioned for Cui Simei to sit down.
The sudden honor warmed Cui Simei's heart. As soon as she sat down, she saw a woman kneeling down the hall.
The woman's clothes were disheveled and her head was lowered. Cui Simei didn't see her appearance, but she recognized the luxurious outfit.
"Father, who is this...?" Cui Simei pretended to be surprised.
"Who is it? Someone who is unruly!"
"Master, I didn't, I was really wronged." The woman raised her head and cried, and Cui Simei saw that her originally beautiful face now had the word "prostitute" engraved on it, which was extremely conspicuous.
"Shut up! Let the ancestors of the Cui family take a good look at your filth... We have been married for decades, so you can kill yourself!" As he said this, he threw a dagger directly at Cui's mother. In front of you.
The woman glared in disbelief: "Cui Dong! You want me to end it? Don't even think about it! I was thrown outside the flower house today. Maybe it was you who sent someone to give instructions."
She originally suspected that Cui Simei was responsible, but now this scene made her have to suspect that Cui Dong sent someone to humiliate her in order to avenge Cui Simei.
"That's unreasonable! I, Cui Dong, am upright and upright, and I would never do such a thing as a rooster or a dog robber! I just drank a cup of tea from you, and you showed up at Cui Mansion the next day. If you didn't do it intentionally, I would never allow you to do it. Head of the house!"
This woman was eager for quick success and instant gain, and Cui Dong felt regretful at the moment, hating himself that he had been blinded by lard in the first place.
"Master... you miss me so much... I am wronged! I am wronged!..." As he said this, he suddenly jumped up from the ground and hit his head against a stone pillar.
Except for Cui Simei, who has lost all his spiritual power, there is no one who is not a spiritual general or above. It is more than enough to stop a female Taoist.
But they are just Ren. (The next page is more exciting!)
She was knocked into him, blood flowing out, "Come here, come quickly, help Madam go back first."
Cui Dong relented. Although this woman did not come from a famous family, she was definitely not a "prostitute" who would return to Huajie and Liuxiang.
Seeing his father's performance, Cui Simei did not show any dissatisfaction. He knocked down the enemy with one "punch". What fun was there in that?
She wanted to take her time, even if Cui Dong believed in her, he could not withstand the mistakes and humiliation of this woman. w_/a_/p_/\_/.\_/c\_/o\_/m
"Mei'er, Buqun is now the best disciple of my Cui family. Why don't you let him teach you the method of mind?"
"But...Father, Mei'er is dead and her Dantian has been destroyed..." The sadder she appeared, the guiltier Cui Dong felt. From then on, it became Cui Simei's strategy of repeatedly "whipping the corpse" to win.
"Good boy, it doesn't matter. Father has his own way. As long as Meier is willing to endure hardship and work hard, then it will be possible."
"Well, Mei'er listens to her father."
"Okay, then you should go back and rest first, Hong'er, and remember to serve your young lady the soup and medicine."
"Yes, sir."
"Miss, Hong'er will help you."
The two returned to Chunyu Pavilion. Cui Simei was sitting by the window admiring the flowers and making tea. "Hong'er, what do you think of Cui Buqun?"
"hansome."
"Handsome? He is indeed handsome. If he promises you to him, would you be willing?"
"Ah? This... the eldest lady, this... this is not possible. The master will not agree. Even if the master agrees, the great elder will not be able to pass the test."
Cui Buqun is now the face representative of the entire Cui family, and he is also a celebrity in front of the prince. Every famous lady in Fengyan Capital is trying their best to have a different encounter with Cui Buqun.
However, apart from the palace and Cui Mansion, this handsome man only has his own shabby courtyard. He never wanders outside, which also creates an illusion of otherworldliness to the young ladies who are interested in him.
"That's true, Cui Buqun... don't disappoint me too much.".
