After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

Xuan Yi Pavilion, Xiao Xuan Window.

The beautiful boys came and went down the corridor. The silk and bamboo wind music in the atrium on the first floor spread to the corner of the second floor. Shuyuan was playing with a black gold token in his hand, and he said with interest:

"You mean...someone is checking Ben Jun?"

"Yes, young master, do you want to avoid it?"

The crippled-faced tortoise knelt on one knee, and did not dare to lift his head, for fear that he would become a sparrow with a broken neck on the ground.

"Avoid? Why do you want to avoid this? Let them check it out. This identity of this lord is true. Today I will teach you to be good, lie, three points are true, seven points are false, and the upper layer is torn off, the bottom There is another layer."

Shuyuan looked at the blood stains on his feet with disgust, and ordered:

"Get down."

The tortoise lay down obediently.

Shuyuan wiped the soles of his feet on his blue-faced satin robe, until the blood stains disappeared and the itchiness all over his body was wiped away.

He leaned lazily against the window:

"Yesterday a group of phantom wolves entered the outskirts of Xiying, and the entire village under Xiyu Mountain was slaughtered. Can you find out?"

"Subordinates, subordinates are incompetent."

"You are quite incompetent."

Shu Yuan said in a gloomy voice, "Under the world, there is only the Yin Puppet Sect who can do such a crude and unqualified demise. A bunch of idiots! They want to make the Yin land and raise the Yin corpse, and they are not far away. It's good to fall down, and the grass is startled, and the old immortals in Zhengmeng are probably looking back."

"You have all settled down recently, shrinking your staff and don't want to go out for activities, so let... this yin puppet sect be the first bird."

"Subordinates obey."

Shu Yuan sighed, his voice gradually drifting away:

"Five thousand years ago, the Zhengmeng forced the three sects of the Evil Alliance to the north of the Western Yushan Mountain. The huge Profound Cang Realm has no place to live. People born in the Evil Alliance, from the beginning of their babies, have to be with this Wuer for generations The evil spirits everywhere are fighting, ten is not one, what did they do wrong..."

Duke Gui was crying, and if it wasn't for the young master's mistaken collision, he had arrived in the north of Xiyu Mountain and contributed to the channel connecting the two places. People like them don't know how long they will suffer in that evil land.

He grabbed the ground with his head and crawled down:

"Subordinates swear to follow the young master!"

"Okay, you go down first, I'll rest for a while."

Shuyuan waved his hand, just as Gui Gong moved his knee to leave, he suddenly said, "Call someone in Xuan Yi Pavilion who knows the most women over."

Gui Gong was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly responded "Yes".

After a while, there really came a chubby chick who was not very good looking. He knelt on the ground quietly, and Shu Yuan looked at it for a while:

"You know women best?"

"Some wood dyed, the most in the building."

Xiao Er lowered his eyebrows and said in his eyes.

"Okay, that's it for you."

The tortoise stepped back on his knees, and before going out, he closed the door for help. The sound inside the door was inaudible at all. He smiled, bent over and went to the door to greet the guests with a smile.

———

Zheng Wan led Awan, walked around Fangshi Haosheng, and went straight to Hua Deng Chu Shang, and then sat in a bug car to Jing Qi Street contentedly.

On the street, as always, there were few pedestrians, only the lotus lights lit up on the side of the road.

She is now stronger than before, and because of this, the feeling that the gaze hidden in the dark has fallen on her body has become more and more obvious-it was not until she entered Cui Wang's mansion that the line of sight disappeared.

"Cui Wang, I'm back."

Cui Wang didn't come out.

Zheng Wan looked around, only to find that he was not there.

Cui Wang is not in the flower hall, in the main house, in the pavilion, or in the warm pavilion.

Zheng Wan kicked off her feet and stepped onto the warm floor of the warm pavilion. The glazed lamp was whirled slightly by the wind under the corridor, and the warmth on her face made her sigh.

After crossing the threshold, I raised my eyes and saw the blue robe hanging on the screen. Cui Wang was still wearing the aura that he did not know where it came from. He dragged it to the ground and stomped on both feet, and snorted:

"con man."

It's good to be waiting for her here.

"Which is a liar?"

In the dark twilight, the man wore a wide-sleeved robe like ink, stepped over the threshold of Yuanluo, and came with stars and moon. He walked in a hurry, his robe was lifted by the wind, leaving a large shadow in the corridor behind him.

Moonlight brightened his eyes:

"Who lied to you?"

Zheng Wan keenly smelled a familiar smell of rust, and she was almost overwhelmed by the smell of rust last night.

"Well, it smells so bad."

She covered her nose, "What did you do?"

Cui Wang solved the black cloak and handed it over:

"kill."

He said.

Zheng Yu took the big cloak, and then realized that he was also wearing a black shirt underneath, with a neat tailoring, which outlined his wide shoulders and narrow waist vividly, but standing so casually, there was an indescribable taste. , Heroic...

People can't help but blush and heartbeat after a glance.

Cui Wang approached, looked at it carefully for a while, and asked:

"Wanyu, you have a fever?"

He tried her hot cheeks with the back of his hand, but he was slapped aside by Zheng Wan. She squeezed her nose in a gesture:

"I was smoked by the smell of you."

Cui Wang glanced at her and walked around behind Nuan Pavilion without a word.

The sound of water in the soup pond is full.

Awan waved his fist and called his master Qu:

"True Lord, this is to get rid of violence and Anliang! Do good things, you can't scold! True Lord Zheng is bad."

"In addition to violence and Anliang?"

Zheng Wan can’t remember this scene in his dream—

Of course, she couldn't remember much.

"The great secretary is to help defend the city and catch the bad guys, especially the true monarch. The bad guys to be caught are all bad things," Awan said, breaking his fingers, "the great secretary of the true monarch is like this little by little. Ascended."

"Awan, how long have you been with your true monarch?"

"How long has it been?" Awan tilted his head, continued to break his fingers, and thought for a while, "five years? Or six years? Awan can't remember...but Awan remembered that when Zhenjun started doing this, he often Injured, twice—"

He raised two wooden fingers:

"The true monarch almost died."

Only then did Zheng Yu remember that Cui Wang had been celebrating his 20th birthday this time.

It's just that the impression he has always given her is too omnipotent, so that she ignores his age, speaking, he is only four years older than her, she is sixteen, and Cui Wang...twenty.

Twenty years old, in the mortal world, it is a coming-of-age ceremony, which must be "crowned" by the fathers.

She is not clear to others, but in the family, these etiquettes are very important.

"Wait, I'll go out and be back in a while."

Zheng Wan seemed to think of something, and hurriedly confessed a sentence, and went out of the door. She took advantage of the night to go to Fang Market, which was still open. After a long time around, she finally found what she was looking for in a small shop.

"Thank you shopkeeper."

When she returned to No. 1 Jingqi Street again, she found Cui Wang standing at the door, waist-length and black hair wet, standing barefoot on the steps, looking at her condescendingly:

"where have you been?"

"I, I'm going—"

Zheng Wan hadn't finished speaking, but he saw his ink-colored sleeves float up suddenly, floating directly in front of her, and a scent of bluegrass filled the tip of her nose, "Cui, Cui Wang, what are you doing?"

The things in Cui Wang's eyes almost startled her.

Zheng Yu retreated subconsciously, and she expected a force to restrain her. She was forced to raise her head, and the soft silk slipped across her neck, causing her to shudder. Cui Wang rubbed the delicate skin of her neck for a while before letting go. Drive her.

Zheng Wan watched the undercurrent in his eyes fall back like a low tide.

Cui Wang took a step back:

"Let's go."

He turned around first and walked to the mansion: "I will rest here today and return to the camp tomorrow."

Zheng Wan realized what, so he moved up and held his hand:

"Cui Wang, were you angry just now?"

"why?"

She said.

"Not angry."

Cui Wang glanced at her coldly, the dark blue night sky pressed over, and the glazed lamp shadow outlined the cold eyebrows of the breathtaking Nong Li:

"Where to go next time, report."

"But you have Long Jue."

Zheng Yu asked strangely, "Where I go, can't you feel it?"

"Not all."

Cui Wang pursed his mouth tightly.

"Okay, don't be angry, I will give you...beat the back?" Zheng Xun rolled his eyes, "It must be better than Awan. I used to be at home, but I often beat Aye."

Cui Wang walked into the Nuan Pavilion and reluctantly replied: "Um."

Zheng Wan happily nestled in his arms and showed him his neck first: "Hey, you pinched it red just now, please press it for me first."

After a long time, the cold fingers touched her neck, and Cui Wang said, "Trouble."

The moonlight shining in obliquely, shrouded the two people who were cuddling in one place, leaving behind a hazy shadow.

The shadow gradually faded, and only a sucking sound that made the blushing heartbeat was heard. After a long time, there was a slight gasp:

"Cui Wang, after removing Gu, would you still treat the woman next to you like this?"

"There will never be a second'heart-hearted'."

"Say, say yes."

"Well."

The night was deep, and the sound of the hourglass kept ticking in her ears. Zheng Wan picked up the Bing Yuan Li, but found that her reason was stuck in a cobweb. She pressed the black head on her chest:

"Cui Wang, Cui Wang, you hold back."

Cui Wang raised his head, his thin lips were stained with water, and his eyebrows, which had always been cold, were dyed brightly. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was cold again, only a little red remained in his eye sockets.

He helped her up, picked up the green grass and green pockets for her, and re-tied the straps for her one by one. Only Zheng Wan could feel the slight trembling of his fingertips as he brushed over her—

She grabbed his finger all at once:

"Cui Wang..."

Cui Wang was silent:

"It's me who lost my mind."

The breakthrough of cultivation base is imminent, almost unable to suppress the surging tide.