Black Lotus Tactics Manual

The first time I visited the incense factory at night, the failure was boundless.

First, inexplicably ran out of Duanyang Emperor Ji, and insisted on confessing to Liu Fuyi. After being rejected, Liu Fuyi couldn't rest assured that she would cry and go back alone and had to send her back to Fengyang Palace overnight.

Then there was Mu Sheng. After sleeping for half an hour in the woods, his face suddenly turned back. Mu Yao asked him if he was uncomfortable. He just shook his head.

Mu Yao finally cared about his younger brother once and raised his hand gently, trying to touch his forehead: "A Sheng, let A sister look."

Normally, he had already happily gathered around to spoil himself, but this time he stiffly avoided her hand and entered the house without expression.

Mu Yao asked Miao Miao in consternation: "... what's wrong with him?"

Ling Miaomiao, who was half-dead by Black Lotus, was full of indignation: "Where do I know that he is ill."

Her voice was sweet and crisp, and she passed through the door directly into Mu Sheng's ears. He sat on the floor, leaning on the bed, and his dark eyes steadily stared at the diamond-shaped bricks on the ground for half an hour.

… He just fell ill.

Why is it all over his head when he closes his eyes ... that he is pressed under his body ...

Closing his eyes hard, the spark exploded like a blaze, bang bang, the little demon wandering around was hit, and in an instant let him blast the demon.

As Liu Fuyi returned to the palace to send Emperor Ji, Mu Sheng couldn't close the door, and the banquet on that day was broken early. In order to compensate for the protagonist group, in the afternoon Ten Lady deliberately opened a small banquet, and arranged a few pastries she specializes in, specially for Ling Miaomiao and Mu Yao.

On the table were brown chestnut cakes, light yellow walnut cakes, pink cherry tarts, snow-white sugar cakes, placed in a petal-shaped saucer, which just happened to be a four-petaled flower. Ten ladies served tea for two people. There are small flower buds floating in the tea leaves, and a sweet fragrance that is refreshing and fluttering.

"Did you make these?" Ling Miaomiao marveled at the crystal clear cherry pie. Such craftsmanship, even her favorite cook who makes brown sugar buns, may not be able to keep up.

"Yeah." Shi Niangzi smiled with her eyes narrowed, her double chin straight out, "I'm bored for a long time. I'm studying cooking, so I can change patterns for Azhun and Chuchu."

Miao Miao picked up a piece of cherry pie and tasted it, the pink petals let her bite in half, and picked up the flower tea to drink, the two fragrances collided in one place, which had a strange charm.

"It's delicious!" Miao Miao praised heartily.

The ten maidens smiled "chictly", her double chin became more pronounced, her lips slightly curved, and she very tenderly received: "Miss Ling would eat it very well. Today's jasmine tea is just for dessert."

Miao Miao nodded suddenly.

Originally, the party of the three girls should be very happy and happy. But Mu Yao is not good at such occasions, and she can't let go and rarely talk, so she and the ten ladies only have one question and one answer.

"Ding-System Tip: The character to be attacked [Mu Sheng] has 75% favorability, please make persistent efforts."

Miao Miao made this sudden prompt disturb, and her position was suddenly chaotic. Through the effort of drinking tea, I began to think about my life: Mu Sheng stayed alone, and before I saw her, could I increase my favorability out of thin air?

... what is he doing in the room?

After she came back, Mu Yao had started to ask as usual: "I don't know where is your mother, Mrs. Li?"

Ten Niangzi replied tenderly: "My maiden ... near Lingqiu, my surname is Fei, I am the tenth daughter in my family, and I am called Ten Niangzi in the neighboring township."

"Lingqiu ..." Mu Yao frowned. "Mrs. and Li Gongzi met in Jiangnan. Lingqiu is located south of Jiangnan, one north and one south. I'm afraid it's ..."

"Oh, I went out traveling at a young age," Shi Niangzi smiled, and answered drippingly, "I started from Lingqiu and went all the way to study. I followed some witch doctors and learned some medical skills. I wanted to be in Jiangnan. Settle down and open a medical hall to earn a living. "

Naturally, the medical hall was not opened, and ten ladies married Li Jun, who had a wealth of money.

Mu Yao asked again: "When did Mrs. meet Li Gongzi?"

Ling Miaomiao heard hair in her heart and wanted to remind Mu Yao that her tone was too tight. It did n’t sound like gossip, but rather like an interrogation. But Shi Niangzi has always maintained good self-cultivation, smiling, and answered questions very softly: "When I knew Ah Zhun, he was still very young ..."

She smiled slightly, and her expression was calm and melancholy, as if she seemed to cross the void in front of her eyes and saw the memories of many years ago.

"How young?"

Ten Niangzi seemed to suddenly return to her mind: "Oh, Sister Fang was still there, Chu Chu was not born yet. They have a very good relationship, and every evening, they have to walk out hand in hand, Azhun asked Sister Fang, 'Guess the belly Is the boy here a boy or a girl? ', Sister Fang said,' I guess it's a boy as handsome as you. ', A-zun laughed and nodded her belly and said,' I want a girl as handsome as you. '.'

She lowered her eyebrows a little sadly, letting her tone go lightly. "Later, Sister Fang always sits alone in the courtyard crying, and she has always been in poor health."

Mu Yao frowned slightly, and always felt that the story of Ten Lady was a little strange, but she could not discern anything strange at the moment.

"Later, Chu Chu was born, and Sister Fang died of an outbreak of asthma. I saw Ah Jun alone with the child, immersed in grief every day." Ten Niang paused, "Chu Chu has the same asthma. I I worked hard to study medical skills to help Azhun. One day after two years, Chu Chu suddenly developed asthma, and because of the poor nursing care of her mother, she almost lost her life. Fortunately, I went in time ... "

Mu Yao listened, her expression a little dazed: "That is to say, his wife and Li Gongzi have known each other for a long time and have been ... friends?"

Ten Lady moved her lips, finally narrowed her eyes, smiled, "Yes, friend."

The little boy lifted the curtain and clanged, and he ran in: "Sister Mu and Brother Liu are back, waiting for you in the yard."

Mu Yao was hanging on Liu Fuyi all day, fearing he would be troubled by the palace because of Emperor Ji, Wen Yan immediately stood up: "Mrs. Li, lost in company."

Ten Lady smiled and nodded, watching her leave.

Miao Miao Ben was hesitating whether to find a retreat from the beginning, but heard the sweet voice of Ten Niang Zi: "Miss Ling, please stay."

Miao Miao turned her head and asked with some surprise: "Madam has something to say to me?"

The ten ladies did n’t sit back like they did just now, but leaned lazily on the table. Their beautiful slender hands were holding tea cups, just like a beautiful woman holding wine. If it ’s not a lazy face, it ’s really enchanting. Actions.

She stared at Ling Miaomiao, and she laughed two times unclearly. The laughter was very beautiful: "I know that Mu girl has always doubted me before I kept asking. You are also curious about me, why not say a word?"

Ling Miao Miao was stunned, and there was a shame that her bad thoughts were pierced: "I ... I am really curious about my wife."

Shi Niangzi took a sip of tea, but she acted like drinking, and seemed to bring a bit of drunkenness out of thin air: "Are you curious, why do I look like this ..." Her beautiful slender fingers stroked a little After his wide face and shallow eyelids, "A Jun can like me like that?"

"No, no ..." Ling Miaomiao hurriedly waved her hands. Although the ten ladies looked like fat fish, and the pupil distance was wider than ordinary people, they had all their eyes, nose, and legs. She should not be short of arms and legs. Her appearance should not be She should not be inferior to her assault target.

Shi Niangzi laughed a few times, as if amused by her reaction: "You don't want to ask me, how can I make someone fall in love with you heartily?"

Miao Miao thought of her mysterious target, and could not help but nod her head: "That lady, how can I make someone fall in love with me in a heartbreaking way?"

Ten Niangzi looked at Ling Miaomiao and squinted, "Azhun likes me because ..." She turned the topic to herself again, her eyes became extra serious, "No one in this world loves him more than I do. "

"I can cook for him three meals a day, and learn to cook in all kinds of lakes and seas; I can sew for him winter robes, belts, and embroidered purses; he is healthy, I will be on the side, be with him, he will be sick. Shiji bedside, clothes can not be undressed; I tolerate all his shortcomings, love him all his shortcomings, I understand all his preferences, love his love, hate his evil, guard him want to guard, resist him want to resist, I am willing to pay all I have for him Time, energy, ability and even life. In this world, he ca n’t find a person who loves him more than I do. ”

"..." Ling Miaomiao stared at Ten Lady.

The ten ladies holding tea cups whispered in a sweet voice, obviously in a dull tone. At the end, Miao Miao seemed to see the river bank surge, the sea waves roaring, and a grand performance ended like a tide Applause.

"Do you understand, there is only one ultimate meaning for people to love you."

She put her slender fingers on her charming beauty lips, and there seemed to be some sadness in her eyes, like the last clanging of the violent lute: "--that is to pay the same love."

When Ling Miaomiao crossed the threshold with the education chaos full of love, she just met Mu Sheng face to face.

The teenager has returned to normal, only to see some unclear emotions in her eyes, which is elusive: "Liu Fuyi is back and having a dinner at night."

"... oh." She nodded absently, passing by him.

Mu Sheng looked back at her back, and Ling Miaomiao was always heartless and heartless. At this time, she was only looking forward to herself, but she walked a lot slower, and her pace was a bit vain, and it seemed a little ... sad.

He frowned slightly.

Ling Miaomiao looked at the hibiscus flowers along the road and thought to exchange love for love ... This is really a stupid way. If you meet the right person, you will get twice the result with half the effort, if you encounter the wrong person? I ’m afraid I ’m going to go the wrong way.

It's just that a woman who loves to be a **** can be a bad person? Or, if love is valued too much, will it be distorted into hate, and surplus will be lacking?