Black Lotus Tactics Manual

"Mrs. Concubine, it's a coincidence. Xiaguan came from Taicang and encountered a shipwreck. It was these adults who showed their psychic power and saved Xiaguan's life ..." Guo Xiu's huge figure stood in the hall and bowed halfway. The body, the cheeky face with a flattering smile, is not funny.

Toffee Zhao didn't make a sound, her pointed armor tilted up, and she teased the edge of her mouth with a teacup lid.

Liu Fuyi watched attentively the sweaty old lady doctor and a young perfumer wearing silk clothes, unconsciously raised her eyebrows, not knowing what to consider.

Mu Yao stared quietly at her hand, and the tea before the case floated like a cloud of white gas, condensing on her eyelashes.

"It's all because the Xiaguan is not well informed. Several adults are entrusted by the Empress Dowager. They are also the life-saving benefactors of Xiaguan. They should make arrangements early ..." Guo Xiu looked at the floor and whispered.

"Fine!" Mrs. Zhao slammed the teacup on the table with a displeased tone. "What do I ask you to do, don't you understand?"

Guo Xiu paused and embarrassedly said: "Ma'am, prince ... The prince is really wrong."

"Huh, are you wrong?" Zhao Taifei scolded him fiercely, then looked back and said, "Mr. Chen, Mr. Lu, please tell me, has this palace wronged him?"

The young incense master Lu Jiu was specially invited from the people according to the meaning of Mu Sheng. A brand-new silk gown specially prepared on his body still looks shabby in this gorgeous palace.

He was a little nervous, and he was slightly pale and thin and slightly reddened: "Hui Niangniang ... this incense, this incense ... yes, it is good sandalwood."

Guo Xiu said that his waist was straightened: "Senior became the servant of this ritual, surviving at night, trembling, lest he shouldn't smear his maiden ... The prince knows that the maiden's ritual and sincerity are so sincere thing?"

His face was full of grievances, and even stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes exaggeratedly.

Mrs. Zhao closed her eyes patiently: "Mr. Chen?"

"Go back to the concubine ..." The old lady doctor with white hair tremblingly wiped the sweat on her forehead, strenuously, "It is indeed doped with herbs that can calm and psyche ..."

"Guo Xiu!" Before she finished, Mrs. Zhao's expression changed drastically, and her anger burst out. She slammed the table. "What else do you have to explain? I let you go all the way to this position, and that's how you reward me ? "

Guo Xiu made her tremble, her brain was blank, a thin layer of sweat came out of her head, her face was pale: "Impossible, impossible ..."

"Mr. Lu." Mu Yao didn't know when to appear behind the young incense master, and if there was a cold plum blossom fragrance on his body, he was surprised to take two steps back.

Her slender fingers pinched a small piece of incense stick, twisted at her fingertips, sniffed, silent for a while, and asked, "Since you are the most famous perfumer in Chang'an City, there is no extra Ingredients? "

Lu Jiu swallowed, and his lower lip trembled slightly: "Caomin ... Caomin ..." He settled down and replied, "There is indeed a superfluous ... but it is difficult to ... difficult to distinguish with the power of Caomin."

"Lu Jiu, refused to say?" Mrs. Zhao's voice was a little harsh, "Do you want this palace to beg you?"

"Don't be angry." Mu Yao interrupted calmly, naturally blocking the shivering body, "Mr. Lu is a business man, and it is not normal to distinguish. Because he has never done that murderous and arson fire." Act. "

She deliberately bitten the words "killing and setting fire", her eyes sharply passed Guo Xiu's face.

The stream flows over the boulders, making a clear sound. The current is divided into countless strands, separated and converged, and rushed into the distance.

"Hey, it's unlucky." Ling Miaomiao squatted on the big stone, turned her clothes over, and the bucket of clothes was slightly swayed by the water. Her eyes quickly reached out and held her hand, dragging it aside.

Numerous dense mists hit her face, bringing a refreshing heat on this scorching summer day. She stopped and moved her red cheeks close to the stream, making the brows full of drops of water. Pull up your sleeves happily and soak your arms in the water.

"Wow--" She yanked her arms out of the water, feeling the itching touch of water flowing down her straight arms into her clothes, and was quite happy to entertain herself.

The long satin-like hair has a chestnut luster, and the hair is many and smooth. A hairpin can't be fixed, half of it has fallen down. She simply ripped off the hairpin, letting her hair be scattered behind her back, with wet hands After cutting the hair, leaning in front of his shoulders, he began to stare at half a bucket of clothes: "I Ling Miaomiao is also spoiled. I haven't even washed my own father's clothes. Should I wash the black lotus?"

She sighed long and short at her reflection in the water: "After completing the task, treat yourself well and go to the Information Department to complain about this spicy chicken system."

Reach out and soak the soaked robe into the stream again to start a new round of self-entertainment.

Until the wind sent a touch of black clothing corner, Miao Miao's movements stopped suddenly, raised her head, and saw Mu Sheng's preoccupied face.

He hid there, not knowing how long he listened.

Mu Sheng slowly squatted down, staring at her with full of jokes: "Miss Ling is reluctant."

Streams of water flowed from all sides, and he saw her expression change from fear to fear with satisfaction.

Miao Miao suffocated for a while and blushed: "What are you saying? Can't hear clearly!"

"..." He grabbed her by the collar and dragged her to her eyes. The two's faces were very close, almost touching the tip of their noses, and they stared nervously at his lips, the two pink pieces. The thin lips touched and gently spit out a series of venom: "I said ... Since you are reluctant, don't pretend."

"Huh?" She sneered and dodged her face back, "Say it as if I didn't want to wash it!"

She grabbed the outer dress that was almost washed away by the water and put it into the bucket. Some wiped the water on her face with some embarrassment: "We live in the palace now, and the maidservant waits to serve you. Let them wash and force me, do I have the ability to resist? "

Rather than throwing her in a pile of people to find her way, it is still a little gentle to wash clothes. After all, the summer in this world is so hard to bear that she can't stand even sitting beside a large block of ice.

Mu Sheng's eyelashes twitched: "I think they are thick-handed and want to come to Miss Ling to be spoiled ..." His gaze fell on her white and tender hands, and the onion-like fingers pressed tightly against his black clothes, contrast Obviously, his tone paused, "I like to wash my clothes with my pampered hands."

"..." Ling Miaomiao was speechless, for a while, she continued to rub her hands together, "OK, just wash it, you flash off, blocking me from the light."

Mu Sheng still squatted on the stone and watched her lazily. Miao Miao's hair is soft and smooth, and she hangs snugly on her chest, swaying slightly as she moves.

His head was dizzy, and some faded scenes in the trance like snowflakes poured into his mind. The gorgeous woman with flowers unbuttoned, like all ordinary wives in the world, and the gentleness between the eyebrows.

Snow flakes in the yard, and the white dots on her head, many of them fell in the pot in front of her, and did not melt for a long time.

"Mother, is your hand cold?"

She raised her head and laughed with ecstasy: "Washing Xiaosheng'er clothes is not cold."

That face ... He was spinning in front of him, his body was shaking, and he was held by one hand.

"What's the matter, squatting is not stable." Ling Miaomiao's hand was wet, and he thought he would hold his waist. It was cold, and she deliberately wiped the foam twice on his robe, and then quietly withdrew In his hand, Xingzi's eyes gleamed with water, and there was a hint of laughter in his eyes: "The basin is going to run, the clothes are going to float, you have to pour ... I am a live octopus, do you think I can come?"

His eyes flashed, avoiding the white skin under her collar.

Miao Miao has long been accustomed to the sudden face change of Black Lotus and continued to wash her clothes, her eyelashes drooping and her lips curling carelessly.

Mu Sheng suddenly said: "... Is your hand cold?"

Miao Miao frowned, her heart was strange: "... not cold."

"Summer, how cool it is to play with water." She smiled her lips and received a cold heart. "If you dare to let me do laundry in winter ... I will put a basin on your head."

Mu Sheng didn't say anything for a while, changed his posture, and sat cross-legged on the stone.

"Yes, Mu Sheng." Ling Miaomiao chatted with him one after another. "Actually, your clothes are also very clean."

This saobao changes clothes every day, almost all of them are clean, and there is a plum blossom fragrance. It was the smell in his arms, and the aroma of the black lotus must be consistent with that of his sister.

"is it?"

"Yes, it's just ..." Miao Miao pulled a piece to show him, "There is no soil, it's all blood ..." She looked at him jokingly, "You will bleed less, okay? Blood marks are harder to wash than soil too much."

After a meal, he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Today's Ling Miaomiao is extremely intimate and close. I don't know whether she is holding her clothes in her hand, which is really contaminated with her breath, or is it because the mist from the stream has softened her eyebrows.

Dropping her eyelashes, she saw a crystal drop of water rolling down her hair, and it seemed to fall silently on her dress.

He stretched out his hand with a strange spirit and caught it quickly. The moment the water drop fell on the palm of your hand, it broke into eight petals and spread quickly along the palm pattern, like a most tender kiss.

He seemed to wake up all of a sudden, clenching his fists suddenly.

"Task 2 progress reminder: Congratulations to the host, the character to be attacked [Mu Sheng] has a good opinion of 30%."

That's right, after the main line in Taicang County, Miao Miao got the favor notification of the target of the strategy from the system as she wished. Every 5% increase must be notified.

Almost a third of the trip has been brushed up, and she is quite pleased. It's just that as an inexperienced new task person, she walks like a blind man, groping on this unfamiliar road ...

Mu Sheng stood up slowly, the drops of water turned into palms a little wet, the beautiful profile of the teenager was plated with gold on the side of the sun, and a dazzling light gathered on the eyelashes of the brush: "You know this way I deliberately Difficult, why do you still obey me? "

Ling Miaomiao was stunned by this question for a long time, and a burst of laughter broke out: "I said I would follow you all the time, and I flinched after two tossing. Wasn't it too shameful?"

Mu silently, looking at her face in the sun, the thin white hair band was blown by the wind, like a butterfly spreading its wings.

The sleeves of the two swayed. At this speechless moment, like the most common boys and girls in the world, they are writing about the first love story of two small and no guesses.

Miao Miao looked at him and smiled, the voice was sweet and crisp: "I also ask you, you are so tossing me, do you feel very happy?"

Miao Miao leaned over and put the washed clothes into the bucket, thumped her squat legs, jumped up briskly, and didn't care, "I see you playing happily along the way, I don't think Unhappy. "

Ling Miaomiao hummed her song and walked back.

Her heart is big, but her family and school teachers have stamped it, and even the most unruly and bold boys are like a sea of ​​worship to her.

Real human experience is not afraid of losing, let alone completing the task.

She doesn't always know people who are cautious. What matters is the experience in the process.

Mu Sheng's complexion instantly dimmed, turned and walked away: "Nonsense."

Miao Miao's footsteps, he suffered, and said the wrong thing again?

There was a bite in my head: "Task 2 progress reminder: Congratulations to the host, the character to be attacked [Mu Sheng] has a favorability of 35%, please make persistent efforts."