Reincarnation of the concubine of the apocalypse

Chapter 337 What a poisonous tongue
Toxic, poisonous, all poisonous!
Then, Ming Yujin turned her head and asked with her hands crossed.

"Yueqing, where do we live today?"

Uh. The style of this painting is too happy. It means that some people can't accept it.
The Tsing Yi guards who were led by Ming Yujin around half of the city also couldn't accept it.
But Ming Yujin had already stretched herself, turned around and left.

Is this really gone?Don't read it?
Everyone was puzzled, but they suppressed their doubts and followed.

Because Long Qianhao has always liked to be quiet.

Ming Yujin and others followed.

After some communication with Yitian.

Zhang Yi asked people to arrange the residence of Long Qianhao and others in a secluded posthouse not far from the military camp.

This posthouse was originally set up by Nanyan, and it was specially used as a resting place for officials to come and go, and the repairs were quite beautiful and elegant.

It's just that Fufeng City fell into Daxing's hands later.

The effect of this posthouse is not obvious.

After all, Fufeng City is already on the border of Daxing, and not many officials would pass by here.

But the post house has been preserved. After all, it is a pity that such an elegant post house should be demolished.

It's just that few people live there.

Now it is just in use.

But Zhang Yi looks sloppy, but he is very careful in doing things.

Once things are taken care of properly, there is no such thing as Yue Qing and others, which is really worry-free.

And Ming Yujin fell in love with it the first time he entered the door.

Then, wash up and sleep
~.~
It's every night.

The light mist smudges the sky like light ink, the twinkling stars are covered by the mist, and only half a bright moon hangs faintly in the sky.

The moonlight is like water, and the lights and shadows are mottled, which makes the streets of Fufeng City deserted and deserted.

At this time, there were voices on the cold long street.

"Who do you think is the woman who came with His Highness the King of Chu today? Why did you take people around the wells and pools in the city?"

"You should stop inquiring about the nobleman's affairs, and stand on your post properly."

"Yes, yes, stand guard and stand guard."

Suddenly someone stopped in the night.

Seeing that it was two black-armored sergeants who were speaking, they hurried away again.

Soon after this person left.

But another figure flashed past, as fast as light smoke, erratic.

but.
The two sergeants wiped their eyes.

After a while, one of the sergeants said.

"It seems that people's eyes are dazzled by this lantern. Go, move the lantern a little farther away."

The voice was that of the sergeant who scolded.

Immediately after the questioning, the sergeant answered.

"Yes, I will move now."

The sergeant who answered the question and moved the lamp looked suspiciously at the dark place after finishing moving the lamp.
It wasn't until another sergeant's urging sound came that he scratched his head and trotted back.

After about half a stick of incense.

Beside a deep and quiet ancient well, a black figure was leaning against the well and pouring something into it.

Of course.
Halfway down, he stopped abruptly.

Look around cautiously.

Then quietly.

Turn around and continue to fall.

He turned his head again in a flash!

No?

Turn again!

still none?

Finally poured out the contents of the porcelain bottle.

Looking around again.

Then he turned around and ran to the next location.

After a dozen breaths.

A figure stepped out of the shadows.

After looking around for a while, and then at the direction where the black figure disappeared, Fang stepped up and walked towards the ancient well.
~.~
The next morning, the sky was bright and clear, and the birds were chirping.

Ye Wuyou strolled leisurely in the garden.

When passing the three-fork intersection, I met Yueqing who walked through the corner gate with a basin in his hand.

Ah, it's time to wait!
He jumped over in a few steps.

"Hey, Miss Yueqing, wait a minute."

Yue Qing paused, glanced at him coldly, turned and left.

this character
Iceberg tigress!
Ye Wuyou muttered something in his heart, but followed slowly.

He glanced at the basin in her hand.

"Your lady is up?"

"Did your lady go out last night?"

Don't speak yet, keep up the good work!

"Does your lady know some strange spells?"

then.

"Master Ye, if you want to know, why don't you come and ask me?"

Ye Wuyou: But I don't want to look for you today, Your Highness the King of Chu!

It was Long Qianhao.

At this time he was sitting in the shade of a tree in the garden.

The morning light in early summer, bright and bright, falls from the branches and sprinkles on the body.

Dressed in white, he is even more gentle and indifferent, like white clouds rolling in the sky, yet somewhat leisurely and mysterious.
but.

Ye Wuyou twitched his forehead, playing chess
When Yue Qing saw Long Qianhao, his face didn't move, but he bowed slightly to greet him. After receiving Long Qianhao's signal, he got up, turned around and left.

Didn't even glance at Ye Wuyou.

What a ruthless tigress!

Ye Wuyou touched his nose embarrassingly.

Then he propped up the erotic folding fan again and fanned it.

Then I received a look from someone.

Those eyes were very light, but so light that Ye Wuyou couldn't hold the folding fan in his hand.

Smiling embarrassingly, he hurriedly put away the folding fan and put it back at his waist.

Long Qianhao seemed quite satisfied with his performance, pointed to the stone bench opposite, and said, "If Mr. Ye is free, you can have a chat with me, by the way."

While speaking, his slender fingers had already started to close the chessboard.

This is simply intolerable.

Really strong!
But he sat down with a smile, picked up a sunspot in his own chess basket and dropped it on the board.

that location.
Long Qianhao paused slightly for the hand holding Bai Zi, and after sweeping Ye Wuyou a glance, Fang stretched out his hand and dropped the ball.

Back and forth, after making a few moves, Long Qianhao said unhurriedly.

"My king heard that you protected the surviving pirates on the secret island."

Ye Wuyou held the sunspots between his fingertips, and his usual lazy eyes were staring at the chessboard seriously.

He replied subconsciously, "Yes, they are not villains. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

Then another child fell.

Long Qianhao's hand poking into the chess basket froze slightly again, and after a while, Fang raised his hand and dropped the chess piece.

"Ye Gongzi is kind-hearted, but I don't know when Ye Gongzi worshiped the patriarch of the Ye clan as his teacher?"

"Four years ago or five years ago, I can't remember the exact date."

I don't know if Ye Wuyou racked his brains for the chess game or what.

Anyway, that look and tone seemed undefended, a blank sheet of paper.

But this is the answer.
Long Qianhao raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Oh? That's interesting. The day of apprenticeship should also be considered important. It's rare for Mr. Ye to be so casual."

Forget it if you say it.

Hearing this, Ye Wuyou paused when he was about to make another move, and his face showed some embarrassment.

Do you suspect yourself of lying?

No, this blame cannot be carried.

"His Royal Highness the King of Chu doesn't know. This matter originated from my master. A few years ago, my master asked me to try the medicine, and then the medicine probably didn't work well. As soon as I took it, I became seriously ill and lost a lot of memories later. .”

"Oh," Long Qianhao took a closer look at Ye Wuyou's bookishness, and nodded, "It seems that you lost your chess skills at that time too, and the teacher really hurt you a lot."

Uh... His Royal Highness the King of Chu is really poisonous!vicious!

(End of this chapter)