Drunk lying in the country drama

Chapter 57
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Before Yuan Xi could stand still, a cold and black attack struck.

"My lord?" After confirming the person, the dark-clothed Zaichen withdrew his hand.

Hiding the dark cold light, he lit a firefly candle, and looked at Yuanxi's appearance through the darkness.

"The poison of Li Shang, is it cured?" Zaichen helped Yuan Xi to sit at the table, spread the rice paper out habitually, and used the warm jade lion to hold the paper, grinding it habitually.

Yuan Xi nodded: "Why can't the millennium lotus heart with the wind of spirit not be solved. How about Father Huang?"

"Ms. Huang's body has been healed by Yue Fengning. Jun Chenyan sent Yue Fengning to live in Lanyue Pavilion, saying that he was protecting Yue Fengning. The recent Shoukang Palace also has a lot of good people who invited Junlou, Huang uploaded the news that Yan Ying's private army has secretly entered Qiyun City, and asked when you will come back." Zaichen said in a low voice.

"After receiving your letter from the flying pigeon, my king hastily rushed back." After taking a Langhao pen, Yuan Xi began to write with the grinder that he had grinded again.

While writing, he asked Zai Chen about the courtiers of the Phoenix Palace and the affairs of the mansion during the two months when she was not in the mansion.

"It's nothing else, it's just that Yan Ying's husband comes to see Yan Ruiyuan in Yan Pavilion every few days. Mei Jingqing came to Mei Pavilion to visit Mei Ying once." Zaichen thought about something useful, and told Yuan Xi .

After writing a letter, put it in an envelope, seal it with wax, and put it aside.

After writing three letters in a row, Yuan Xi clapped his hands.

Three hidden guards came out from the dark.

Yuan Xi handed the written three letters to the secret guard and said, "Send one to Huangshang, one to General Mei's residence, and one to the border."

The dark guard received the letter and left.

"Zaichen, you leave tomorrow to go to Yuanchen Mountain Master to prepare the dowry. On the third day of the eighth lunar month, you will marry Ling Yaohua into Yuanchen Villa on behalf of the king. On the ninth day, escort Ling Yaohua to Wuwang's mansion to perform the husband's ceremony," Yuan Xi thought. something, said.

The eyes of the two foxes that were only exposed under Zaichen's mask flashed coldly, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "This time the prince caught it? What specifications are you preparing for the dowry?"

"This king should put on a hundred miles of red makeup, just watch and prepare." Yuan Xi replied.

Knowing that Zaichen would definitely be unhappy, he said helplessly, "Zaichen, if you don't like it, I will let Zhuyun go."

"Forget it, I'll go as I go. How can I pretend to be like you in Zhuyun?" Zaichen said.

Yuanxi let out a sigh of relief, when it comes to dressing her up in disguise, none is better than Zaichen.

Although Zhu Yun can also imitate her, people who are not familiar with her can't see it, so the little fairy may not be able to see it.

Only Zaichen, no matter the sound or the appearance of martial arts, can deceive the world.

From the day of cock crowing, Zhumu routinely comes to Yuanchen Pavilion to clean and meet Zaichen to listen to Yuanxi's latest instructions.

He came in and closed the door, and found that Zaichen didn't show up. Seeing Yuan Xi who was lying on the shaker with his eyes open, Zhu Mu knelt down and said, "I don't know that the lord is back, the lord is thousand years old."

"Get up~"

Yuan Xi gently raised his hand.

She was dressed in a black undershirt, and her black hair hung loose on her feet.

Go directly to the hot spring pool, come out after washing and bathing, only wearing a black gold silk embroidered apron with a phoenix bird, the damp hair and jade cherry-colored skin are soft and long-lasting within five steps, slowly exuding a noble, delicate, fresh and pleasant aroma .

Zhu Mu picked up the warm white underwear on the shelf next to it, and put it on for Yuan Xi.

"Any news?" Yuan Xi put on his underwear, sat in front of the dressing table, and asked Zhu Mu who was combing his black hair with a sandalwood comb in the bronze mirror.

　New year and new weather, I wish you all the best in 19, Fafafa~~~~
　　
　
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