No Worries about Food and Medicine

The rain is the oily rain of early spring. It is lingering and endless. The cold wind is wrapped in the sleeves of people, and then slides out along the trousers to screen the only warmth from the body. In the imperial city, the mist was filled, and the smooth bluestone bricks under the feet folded the bright water in the rain. The rain silk was connected to the bead curtain under the high palace wall tiles, and the walls were mottled and the rain was dripping.

An oily silk umbrella walked alone in the wind and rain, and a silky red plum was painted diagonally on the silk. It was soaked in water, and the blossoming plum petals were coming out as if to open the umbrella. Umbrella face lifted slightly, underneath was a little boy with a face like a crown jade, covered with flowers blooming, the jade stone ringing around his waist was crisp, but he frowned and wandered between the deep and deep palace gardens, walking To a palace gate, looked up.

It is clear that the childishness has not faded, but it is pretended to be mature, and the mouth is squeezed into a straight line.

This was the first time he entered the palace. He was here to attend the palace banquet. He was still uneasy for a few days. He was nervous and frowning. Who wanted to be separated from his father soon after entering the palace, he led the way in the heavy rain. The **** is gone. This blamed the **** for neglecting his duties, and Min Ji's lack of patience. He walked without permission. In the end, he was lost in this large and strange imperial city ...

The palace is deep, every road seems familiar, but the words on the plaque above the palace gate are different.

Now the palace banquet is about to open, and many chores need to be busy. All those with tight skin are transferred to work, and the rest of the lower eunuchs are also in their respective departments, for fear of coming out and rushing those nobles. Min Ji didn't know where he was, but he refused to admit defeat. Once he saw a bifurcated palace gate, he stepped in and looked at it. After walking a few steps, he fell back. But he did not know that he was getting more and more biased, not to say that he was human, and even the palace inside the wall showed a long, uninhabited cold air.

Twilight and misty, misty rain, and a smell of earth in the air, both of his little boots were stepping on wet, and he was wrapped around his calf coldly, thinking of his first entering the palace became this embarrassing look, I couldn't help worrying a bit. I was walking quickly, I saw a pot of flowers beside the wall, I do n’t know who put it, the lilac flower buds were standing in the rain, the thin green tender neck was hanging down, and I was about to be blown away by the wind and rain, Shaking tremblingly.

Min Ji squatted down for a while and moved the umbrella over. The purple flower regained strength and stood up tenaciously.

As soon as the umbrella was removed, the flower collapsed again and again and again, still stubbornly supporting its unknown flower bud that was about to open. Min Ji stretched out a finger as if to pinch it down, but the fingertip was The calyx stayed a little under it, turning to pick up the heavy curved flower stem and mumbling: "It's just a little wild flower, how long can it bloom."

In a few moments, there are hundreds of flowers in the palace, and the flow of roses and peonies is not cherished, not to mention such a pot of small flowers, which is not to be buried in the wall of this vast palace.抔 春泥.

He nested here to admire flowers, heard a few curses in the palace wall in front of him, revealed a bit of harshness in Xiao Xiao Chunyu, and then saw a person thrown out of the door at hand and fell on the ground for several laps , The head knocked on the door where the quail ears were carved, and a string of blood flowed down instantly.

It was a little **** in a gray-blue gown, and his figure was thin and narrow, and a small shirt was also stretched over him. The rain was getting bigger and bigger, he didn't know if the little **** was crying, just to see him crawling up with his head covered, kneeling on the ground and being punished. It should be a palm throwing him out, the cheekbones are extremely high, the face is mean, and the three-foot wooden stick is held in his hand, hitting the little **** hard.

"A son of a culprit entered the palace and lost the two or two meats, and was a lowly slave! What about being a master?" After that, the eunuchs who watched around all laughed aloud. The **** waved his hand and threw it to someone else, rolled his sleeves and said angrily, "He breaks a flower pot today, and Minger can break the dragon's dragon! That's enough?"

Someone responded with a grin: "That's not it!"

The **** in charge urged: "Call me!"

The words say so, but because he broke a flower pot, he said that he will definitely break his majestic dragon's dragon in the future. That is to exaggerate and use the title to play. Min Ji turned his head to look and saw the fined **** Shivering on his back and lying silent in the rain, he made those people more arrogant. One of them came down, kicked him, and reached out to reach the teenager's crotch.

The little **** tucked his legs back in horror, but he also touched it, sniffed his hand under his nose, and smiled viciously: "Your guys, look, young master scared his pants again!" Laughing, the **** saw the little thing dodge, stepped on his gown, kicked his shoulder with the other foot, and squinted, "Master, you call us daddy, we will change your pants for you . "

"No, I'm not ..." The little **** tried to refute, but where those people allowed him to speak, he would pick him up and fight.

It doesn't matter whether one or two flower pots are important. What's important is that his identity was reversed. He was once the "master" who was above him. Now he is in trouble and he becomes a "minion" like them overnight. For no reason, no injustice, no hatred, just see him as unsightly, and treat him as an object of suffocation, as if derogating such an eight-year-old child who has no power, can reflect his nobility.

The large carved door blocked Min Ji's figure, so when he stood up, the eunuchs were having fun, but he didn't notice his presence for a while.

Until he walked over under the umbrella, said "stop".

One child, save another child. The leading **** was about to scold him for what he saw. He looked down and saw his waist ring engraved with the Min word engraved on his waist. Yingluo was even more dazzling. He immediately scared his head and nodded. Someone didn't know, and asked who he was, knowing that it was the son of Min Xiang's family, they were too afraid to say anything.

Min Xiang is the humerus in the middle of the DPRK. If the sun is in the sky, the emperor will also politely make a three-pointer and bend to meet him. Minjia's sister-in-law is more like a prince. Unless they are really bold and have no eyes, who dares to touch Min Xiang's mold.

Min Ji looked up and saw that "The Siyuan Bureau" was written on the forehead. The place where the flowers and plants were managed was the most unattractive place outside the Huaiyi Bureau. Since his childhood, he admired the brave second brother of the Ji family. He also learned to come back like a painter. He was the most uncomfortable under the pretense of being a traitor, and he was young. : "Just hit him, how much he hit, how much he palmed himself."

At a young age, the voice is not loud, but it already has a taste of power.

Not long afterwards, there was a round of applause in the court.

The **** was lying on the ground. He didn't want to wake up. He couldn't get up. He couldn't hear what people were talking about. He only felt that the rain above his head seemed to stop, so he opened his eyes and looked. There was a plum blossom umbrella on his head, and then he followed the hand holding the umbrella, and saw the person holding the umbrella-he was stunned for a moment, staring back staring blankly, and the water on his forehead flowed into his mouth , I swallowed coolly in my throat and felt a little choked.

... he recognized Min Ji.

It was at a private feast, and he hid behind his father, looking at everyone cowardly in a timid manner. It was at that time that Min Ji came in. From the main entrance, he followed Min Xiang, and when he was not seated very much, he gathered a group of young men with the same glory. That is the most luxurious group of young masters in Beijing, especially so, Min Ji is also outstanding among them.

His father took him to pay tribute, but he couldn't even say a word of congratulations. The sons and daughters laughed that he hadn't seen the world, so that he was very self-confident. Instead, Min Ji jumped from the seat, touched a lump of sugar in his arms, tucked him in his mouth, and dragged him to the side, saying, "Go, go to the lamp!"

Throughout the night, he followed Min Ji and ran from east to west. The lights were beautiful, the snacks were delicious, and the sugar was even sweeter, something he had never seen before. He ran panting, and saw Min Ji picking up a wooden branch and dancing a few times before learning the swordsmanship. He doesn't know anything, and even praise is not as good as others say, but he is very happy, as if it is the first time to experience the prosperity and fun of Beijing.

It is also the first time to remember that Ji Ji means early clear after rain.

It's just that there were so many people at the banquet. Min Ji never asked his name from beginning to end. It's normal for me not to remember now.

...

Min Ji stooped to pull him and asked if he could get up.

It couldn't be, but he took a deep breath and suddenly jumped up like a rabbit, bumping his head against the edge of the umbrella that he would have to withdraw in the future. I don't know where he came from. The impact caused Min Ji's forearm to numb, and even the umbrella bone was crooked.

"What do you do so hard?" Min Ji pityed, and dialed the umbrella bone with his hand. Then he looked down at the **** little **** in front of him. The ugliness could not be seen, the hair was sticking all over the face, the blood was screaming, he "tucked", and took a Supa from his arms: "Dirty, wipe."

The **** refused to accept it, and Min Ji wet the veil directly with the rain, dragged the person over and smeared a few towards his face. It was easy to see a bit of the true face, but found that he was a very beautiful teenager. The snow dumplings at home are not the same. There is a little cowardice in this beautiful, and his neck is as soft as it can't be lifted up, so Min Ji can't help but think of the pot of small purple flowers in the corner.

The group of eunuchs finished his mouth and learned that he was lost, and immediately respectfully asked him to go in to avoid the rain, and then quickly sent someone to the banquet at Qiantou Palace to get someone to pick up the little Buddha. Min Ji walked in and walked back halfway, and found that the beaten **** was missing. He was afraid that he would be dragged back to the lesson and went to the palace gate to see, but he saw the little **** holding the pot Zihua, sitting quietly on the threshold, backhand braided the strand of loose hair into a braid and wrapped it around her head.

"Why don't you go in?" Min Ji asked when he watched him finish editing for himself.

The **** was startled, Huo Di blinked and looked up at him, as if he would suddenly turn back. Afterwards, he lowered his head and picked up the corner of his clothes. He couldn't say one or two or three. He didn't like it and was afraid of it, so he would rather get a little more rain outside rather than go in and stay with those people for a long time. He whispered: "I ... I watered the flowers ..."

Before entering the palace, he didn't learn to call himself a servant before he met everyone.

"This flower is yours?" He nodded gently, Min Ji laughed, and walked back, "Then I will accompany you."

The two teenagers sat side by side in front of the door. The tile eaves covered the rain for them. Min Ji was older than him. The children of the family were all sensible. Only then did the eunuchs of the court bureau say that he was the son of a criminal, and he was in his heart Some feelings in my life. After seeing him fiddle with the flowers for a while, and wondering what kind of people really grow what kind of flowers, he turned around and asked him what his name was.

The eunuch's fingers rested on a thin, tender leaf, and he froze for a moment, before whispering: "Lian ... Yunsheng."

"Lian Yunsheng." Min Ji repeated, "Yunsheng Jiehailou's Yunsheng?"

The **** still blinked, and then hummed.

The wind blew, Min Ji watched him shake his shoulders, he untied the cloak of his body, threw it on Lian Yunsheng's body, and sent a warmness to Lian Yunsheng instantly with the warm spring plume Inside. The **** was really cold, and he did not say anything when he was wrapped in cloak, and he did not dare to turn his head to see Min Ji, as if he was an indispensable mist.

The two were speechless for a moment, and suddenly there was a loud "-Ah!"

Lian Yunsheng felt his lower body warm, and he immediately pulled his clothes with his hands in panic, pulling down hard, his legs tightly clamped, he didn't dare to move, and his neck was buried in the ground in shame. go with.

Min Ji rubbed his nose, turned his head to look at his embarrassed look, remembering that the eunuchs laughed at his urine pants before, could not help but be surprised: "You ..."

The little boy instantly red eyes and hid back in a row, remembering it, but afraid of getting uglier afterwards, almost crying in embarrassment on his face. Min Ji saw him shaking violently and reached out to touch the other party. He pretends to be steady again, and his age is also there, not too comforting, not to mention this situation. After a long struggle, he can only coax: "Don't, don't cry, I don't miss you."

After coaxing, he asked curiously, "How could this be ..."

"..." Lian Yunsheng sobbed and looked at him, then sullen his head again. Because Min Ji asked, although he felt embarrassed, he also promised to say: "I, I don't know, it's the way to pass the body. The palm is said to be due to the lack of good care after cutting, and left the symptoms. It ’s easy to pee when scared ... Because of this, I ca n’t go anywhere else, so I can only come here to serve flowers. "

Min Ji didn't know how to suffer, and he didn't know that there could be such a thing. Suddenly he was speechless, and he regretted why he had to ask. This is all right, and the little crying bag will cry again. He groped in his sleeves, found a dragon beard sugar, and peeled the oil paper into his hands: "It's okay. I heard people say that there are such things, and it will be fine when I grow up."

Lian Yunsheng immediately stopped crying, stared at him staringly, and asked "really?"

What is true and false, where did Min Ji know about the eunuch, just to see that he was crying sadly, and wanted to coax him, he just made a random sentence. Can be stared at by the little **** so genuinely, Min Ji felt guilty again, as if he had lied to others, but he could n’t bear to say it was fake, so he had to swallow the bitter fruit: “Well, really, Certainly good. "

The little **** was also stupid, and he said what to believe, and there were still tears on his face, but he smiled again.

Min Ji sneezed again and again, unconsciously fought a cold war, accompanied Lian Yunsheng to sit on this threshold for a while, half of his body was wet by the rain, and now his legs seemed to be soaked in the ice cellar. It was cold and hard, and the boots were soaked with water. I wish I could get into the stove and bake it. He couldn't sit still, and was embarrassed to say he was cold, so he got up and stamped his feet and said, "My father is looking for me, and I should go. Do you know the way?"

Lian Yunsheng got up and hugged his flower as silly as him: "I ... I know."

Min Ji opened the umbrella path: "Then go."

Lian Yunsheng looked back and wanted to ask about the meaning of the palm. Min Ji has taken the lead down the steps: "Take care of what they do!" Lian Yunsheng struggled for a moment, seeing him as if he didn't wait for anyone, and quickly chased Going up, half a step behind, limping behind him.

Min Ji turned his head to see that he was dripping like a soup chicken, frowning again: "You are behind me, how can you lead me?"

Lian Yunsheng speeded up a few steps and ran to the front, Min Ji was satisfied, and stepped forward to give him half of the umbrella.

Miyagi is very big, but even the most complicated roadway always comes to the end, after passing the imperial garden, a team of **** guards ordered to look for him came face to face. "Mr. Er Min" was scared and panicked. Seeing this, Lian Yunsheng stopped and let him be surrounded by a group of people and asked him to keep warm, and he quietly retreated.

Min Ji turned his head and easily found the little **** in the figure of Chuo Chuo. He suddenly whimped and set aside the crowd to trot and asked, "Are you willing to leave the palace?"

"Ah?" Lian Yunsheng stared at her beautiful eyes and blinked in confusion.

Min Ji said: "I said back to my father, I will definitely be able to get you. You are also beaten here, you will come to my house in the future, to be a book boy for me." This is the case, there is always so Several eunuchs, with their Min family status, asked for a small crying bag from the Siyuan Bureau, there was no difficulty.

But he didn't finish, Lian Yunsheng's eyes were covered with another layer of mist. Min Ji panicked: "What are you crying about, don't you like being a book boy? Then what do you like, can you wait for flowers and flowers? You can do it as a flower girl ... you, do n’t cry ... Oh, I ’m so annoying that others cry! "

Lian Yunsheng listened to him saying that his mouth squeezed in the next instant, but the tears could not stop, he could only keep holding his back to wipe.

Master Min Ji sighed like a sigh and handed the umbrella to him: "In short, you wait, I will pick you up again."

Lian Yunsheng hugged the oiled silk umbrella that he had forcibly squeezed in, dizzyingly watching him being surrounded by people. There was not much meeting, the rain stopped, the twilight came, and a smoky blue star river was exposed in the slanting sky, shining like pearls. The dragon beard sugar melted in his hands and clumped together. He lifted his palm and licked it, and whispered in his heart: "Min Ji, Min Ji." Sure enough, it means the first clear after the rain.

It's just that Lian Yunsheng waited and waited until Min Ji became Min Xuefei and waited for the Sihua Bureau to serve as the Sigongtai eunuch. Lian Yunsheng didn't wait for anything. He only waited for a strange "Xiaomeixian" under the plum tree of Huanfu Palace; when he met tit-for-tat and met in a narrow path, he pointed to the phrase "eunuch" with a cursed nose.

The silk yellow umbrella was depreciated, and the dragon sugar had mould. More than a dozen springs and autumns have come, and hundreds of rain and snow have stopped, and Yunsheng is no longer able to become a sea tower.

Min Xuefei returned to the night of the palace banquet many years ago, and there was heavy snow and fierce red plums. He held one person's hand, riding on the alcohol, leaning his shoulders leaning under the plum tree, asking the plum in front of him holding a flower branch What is the fairy ... a pair of beautiful eyes that you have known before, blinking like a non-run, the man opened his mouth, opened his thin lips, and formed a wet white mist in front of his face.

He said: "Lian Zhi."

The plum fell, the snow turned into rain, the sound of the water murmured, and a small purple flower in the corner bowed with a thin neck, and fluttered in full bloom. Min Xuefei suddenly realized that his hands and feet were stiff, and his wrists were inexplicably drawn. He got up to chase and slammed into a dazzling white space.

The breezes came across, stirring up the nameless aroma.

He was lying on the bed, on the opposite side was hanging a small oil silk umbrella.

Lianzhi held a silk ball fan embroidered with blue grass and gently blew on the wind beside his pillow. When he finally opened his eyes, his wrinkled brows slowly opened, and he exhaled softly, softly. Said: "... You are awake. The doctor said you were overworked and unhealthy, and then you were stunned in the bath tub. Before dawn, I asked someone to go to your house and let them sue you for you. Fake, when it ’s time to go to bed, I ’ll just sleep again. I ’ve asked people to prepare food for the morning. After a while, I wake up and go back to eat some. ”

After a while, he said again: "Although the event is busy, you can't ignore the meal. Your injury is healed, and you need to concentrate on self-cultivation, small things that you don't need, so you ask the next person to do it, you don't have to do everything yourself. "

Min Xuefei was dizzy and looked at his lips together, but what he said was unclear. The sound of rain in the dream was still there. It was stored in a pool of spring water. Scattered memories floated like duckweed and joined together. The look of a wild flower. Lianzhi still said something, Min Xuefei opened her mouth, dumbfounded for a while, and cried, "... Lian Yunsheng."

The branches shook, and the fan's hand stopped suddenly.

Min Xuefei said with emotion: "Lian Yunsheng, I think of it. That year, I showed you the lamp. Hua Chaoyan, Si Yuan Bureau ... I also promised to take you back."

Lianzhi was like a deer whose skin was peeled off. He threw it coldly and barely under the sun. The red spikes of the fan were wrapped around his fingers and twisted into a twist. At the age of eight, the little crying bag is now in a high position, and no one dares to bully him again. But in those years, hundreds and thousands of days and nights, he relied on a vague promise that even the master himself could not remember, and set aside the layers of nightmares and went to today.

This is the only one who has left him with Ji Guang film feathers.

Min Xuefei said: "I'm sorry, I didn't intentionally not come, I am ... I went back to get a fever, and I was sick for more than ten days. I couldn't remember many things at that time."

Lianzhi smiled: "It's fine."

Somehow, Min Xuefei had a huge guilt in his heart. If he didn't make a promise, he would give up, but he promised but didn't honor it, and became the one who gave him hope and thwarted it personally. He called again: "Yunsheng ..."

"Feng Jian said that Yun's life is thin, I can't bear it, so I changed the name to Lianzhi. Later in Huanfu Palace, you said, Lianzhi Lianzhi, the same reason, I suddenly like the name." Lian Suddenly, he continued, "It's good not to remember. You see, if you know that when I grow up, I'm a man who can use powers to do things and reverse right and wrong. I must be disappointed and regret to take me back."

Min Xuefei didn't know what to say, but just looked at his waist: "You are ill."

He was talking about the frightening and frightening problem, and even Zhi Shuran raised his eyebrows, like referring to a long-standing old thing, and said plainly: "People are grown up, and small scares can't scare me anymore, naturally it will be fine."

It is good for people to be sheltered from the wind and rain, without fear or fear, which is good; they are all scattered, their heartstrings are tight, they are cautious and follow the thin ice, and they will not be easily scared after the big waves of the sand. This is also good. But obviously, Lianzhi will never be the former. Tens of thousands of eunuchs and maidens in the Quartet City are all leftovers in this wave. If they can't follow the wave and climb to the top, they can only be swallowed by the wind and rain, and they will be a ray of injustice.

Lianzhi stood up and handed him the clothes that had been washed and dried overnight from the hanger, and left for the reason: "If you can't sleep, get up. I'll go and see if the food is ready."

Min Xuefei got up and put on his clothes, shoved his hands and feet into the bed, and arrived at his table, knocked over a box of old books, and dropped some yellowed books for many years. He packed it up, and several pieces of pages were dropped from the folder. He picked it up and was about to clip it back, but he saw his name on the corner. He couldn't help but read it, mostly dreamlike whispering words, and a few advisories about his tears, and letterheads that investigated him secretly.

When he first entered the court in the early years, he acted unruly, and had not yet learned how to be yin and yang, and the world was smooth. The young man was frivolous and did not know how to converge. He offended many people. Now I want to come, only as a joke.

Turned to the end, it was a year-old confession. Han Rui, a bachelor, Wan Rui, personally charged him with party affiliation and arrogance. He was a big crime, and it was just a smelly **** basin on the head of others, but if it was buckled on Min Xuefei's head Shang, no matter whether the emperor believes or not, he will become a knife hanging on the neck of Xiangfu.

But he had never heard of such a thing, let alone suffer because of it, then there was only one possibility, someone stopped the matter. There are more than this one, there are many things that Min Xue flew through, but I didn't realize it at the time. Now I think about it carefully, many things are too smooth, as if the hand of God is helping him.

"Master Min, eat something--" Lianzhi pushed in the door and saw that he was holding the box in his hand. He was stunned and put down the food tray. He took the wooden box in two steps and sorted it into the gap between the bookshelf. in.

Min Xuefei walked over, blocked him from behind, circled in front of the bookshelf, and said with a deep voice: "Lianzhi."

Lianzhi swallowed, he knew that Min Xuefei and Wan Rui were friends, and thought he was going to turn Wan Rui's old account, so he closed his eyes and said quickly: "He was wronged, but he may not be what you think It ’s so innocent. He ’s afraid that he ’s going to be locked up because he ’s terrified of death. He did n’t even take the punishment, so he gave a lot of truth and falsehood! I'll fold you in! Besides, Feng Jian just wanted him to die, and he couldn't pull a few people to die with him. You let me help, how do you let me help? I helped him, it hurt you! "

"Not Wan Rui." Min Xuefei said, "Other. Have you been helping me all these years?"

Lianzhi didn't speak.

"That Wan Rui is afraid of death, are you afraid of death?" Min Xuefei suddenly raised his voice, "Do you know what you do is to bully the king, to be greedy and arrogant! You help this gang, who can save it by then?" You ?! Do you expect a Min Ji who can't remember your name to save you? "

"..."

Min Xuefei raised his hand and felt that his throat was blocked by something, dry and painful: "...... For what? Just because I once promised you to take you out? I didn't remember you, and I cursed You scold— "

"No, it's not ..." Lianzhi pressed his forehead to the wooden frame and muttered, "When my father went to prison, everyone could not avoid it, lest it might cause a disaster, it was Xiangye who walked for my father and connected me Hundreds of people have found a lifeline. And you always help me out when I am the most difficult. It is sincere and trustworthy. I remember the kindness of Master Min and your kindness. This grace, Anyway, I agree. "

"Maybe those are just trivial things for you. But for me, even for the family, it is already a big deal. You are the bodhisattvas who saved our lives." , Like a filled bottle suddenly lost the heavy muddy water in his stomach. For a time, it was too light, so that his entire body became soft. He whispered, "... is my Bodhisattva."

Min Xuefei couldn't help but toss the twig, like a purple flower with a crooked neck, and touched his cheeks. It was soft, like a pinched white face and wet water. The residual fragrance in the room overnight was still too sweet and greasy. He rubbed his thumb under the thin blue eyes, and saw the feathery eyelashes tremble under his palm. At this moment, what was in front of me was not the eternal eunuch, but still the little **** with flowers and braids in front of the Siyuan Bureau.

Uncovering the true face of these dozens of spring and autumn, Min Xuefei found that this even a young superintendent who could not be bullied seems to have been bullied by himself so much that he always showed a cry in front of him. On the carriage, and even more so now, he looked like a flower branch that needed to be placed well.

Min Xuefei said: If it's broken, he didn't fold it under Wan Rui's confession, he would fold it in the teardrop of this big crying bag.

It's just that he came back, and the man has already moved up, and like his dream, he has covered his lips and fiddled with the tip of his tongue.

The peach eyes were stunned with wide openness, something he had never dared to think about in his life, and the warm words he had never expected in his whole life actually happened before him. All this was so sudden that he had no time to imagine any preparation and escape route. The kiss on the carriage has exhausted all the courage of his life. His original plan was no longer related to Min Xuefei, so that a strange tongue is now indiscriminately stirring up the situation between his lips and teeth. There is no response.

I was shocked, my brain was blank, and then I realized that my lower abdomen was hot-the feeling I had not experienced in those ten years was coming again.

Lian Zhi pushed him away, a back stuck on the wall, buried his face, and his ears were red and bleeding.

Min Xuefei stepped back in a trance, and it took a long time to realize what he was. He seemed to be a stunned young man who hadn't talked about love and said love, and wobbled and sticked up without a wink. He lifted his clothes and leaned towards him. Evening sticking his legs, he stretched out his hand and dragged him, but he didn't hold it. He immediately wanted to dig a hole for himself, and died after closing his eyes. Min Xuefei rubbed like a fool, and whispered: "It's okay, I just missed a few drops. How are you, and how are you afraid ..."

He stooped to pick up the porcelain tiger under the bed and asked him to scatter it. Lianzhizhiwuwuwu said "dirty".

"Regu Valley Palace, when you were waiting for me, why didn't you say it was dirty." Min Xuefei pinched him, and then bit him again on the pinna of his ears, this little right **** shook his body, his legs leaned back softly In the man's arms, a series of patters rang out uncontrollably in the porcelain tiger.

Min Xuefei slightly surprised: "This is okay, in the future ..."

Lianzhi covered his eyes wetly and turned to look at him sulkingly.

... I will talk about it later.

Min Xuefei dragged his waistband for him and heard Lianzhi groaning softly. This reminded him that he was still suffering from a back injury, so he hurriedly laid him on the bed and sat on his back in a daze. Overnight on the low stool, he ate a bowl of meat and soup with him.

Until the west side of the day, he walked out of the palace and walked out of the palace gate, wandering on the street like a wandering soul, and there was still a faint smell of medicine in the mouth of the mouth, and the small right **** remained in his hand. The delicate texture of the meat. He suddenly realized that he had done a terrific thing-he Min Xuefei, went to the palace, quarreled on the field frame, sent back dreams, woke up awakened ...... It really became an **** party!