Vol 2 Chapter 79: Minglan's suggestion

Stepping on the quiet moonlight, Ming Lan walked slowly behind Gu Yunxi. +++ The entire Tanmei novel: EbookFREE.meo a mouth, the hot air balloon sprayed onto her neck.
"If you have the patience, is it possible to become a bird and fly out of the Gongyuan with wings?"
Gu Yunxi's heart was slightly cold when he heard the devilish voice. Jie Jie's beating heart instantly rose to his voice because of the extreme tension.
How long has he stood here? Could it be that his various concealments were all seen through by him?
While guessing wildly in her heart, she immediately knelt down with a humble posture:
"The little girl has seen Governor Ming."
"Ok."
He watched her turn around and hummed casually.
In the moonlight, the python robe was particularly white, and the gorgeous brocade seemed to be a little shiny, draped like frost and snow on his body.
The well-embroidered hem swept across Gu Yunxi's cheek, and in a blink of an eye, people were already in front of them.
The index finger is slender, smooth and slender, provoking the girl's jaw. Minglan flexed his back slightly and moved closer to her.
As he looked at each other, his peach blossom eyes, which were reflected in the night, were exceptionally bright.
"You haven't answered the Governor's question."
The sound was faint, as if it came without a source, like a breeze blowing out of thin air in the night.
Turning his eyes slightly, Gu Yunxi answered calmly:
"Easy to go."
"Good reason..."
Minglan raised his eyebrows slightly and his eyes were dignified, as if he could see everything.
It takes enough courage to look at each other with such sharp eyes!
Gu Yunxi couldn't help feeling palpitations, and secretly warned himself to be calm.
Withdrawing his hand, Ming Lan straightened up, looked up into the sky, and asked:
"Do you want to go to the palace early?"
His sudden jump question made Gu Yunxi feel unprepared.
The long eyelashes flickered, and she obviously didn't know the so-called, she hurriedly lowered her eyebrows and put on a completely submissive look, and said cautiously:
"The little girl went all the way to Beijing from Dongling Tomb. It is true that she only dedicated herself to serving the masters in order to enter the palace. Nowadays, in the Gongyuan, she must follow the instructions of the governor of the Ming Dynasty and the head of Du, and go all out to fulfill her long-cherished wish."
Minglan curled her lips lightly, showing an unexplained chuckle, slowly drooping her eyelids, her eyes flickering on the girl. Net o
"Then have you ever thought that one day you will no longer be a slave in the palace, but will sit on an equal footing with the masters of the Sannomiya and the Sixth Courtyard?"
Yu Feng turned again, he stared at her and asked, his voice rising and falling.
Gu Yunxi's expression was taken aback.
What he said...is it a hint of growing red fruit?
Zhang Shi told her something about Minglan before noon, which roughly meant she could understand.
If you want to enter the palace smoothly, you must first please Minglan, make him happy, and gladly accept the skills taught by him "in person."
Ming Lan was originally a lascivious and traitor, and he was able to teach the tribute girl what skills to do, Gu Yunxi could guess that he was inseparable with his eyes closed!
Now it seems that the practice of handing the Youzhu Gongyuan to the West Factory is tantamount to sending the tribute girls, who are soft and weak as lambs, into the tiger’s mouth and wolf den. I don’t know that the emperor is thinking about it. What the hell.
However, he was considered a poor person, and he was afraid that he would never know. In the concubine he had been fortunate enough for, those women with no status and status were tried by an before they climbed onto his dragon bed.
Gu Yunxi knelt on the ground without saying a word, allowing Ming Lan to keep spinning around in front of her, her voice smiling and boasting, but secretly scolding him "turtle, bastard" in his heart.
She felt more and more that she was bullying her, knowing that her family was in a mediocre family and that she came to Beijing alone and had nowhere to rely on, so she tried every means to start her routine.
She suppressed the disgust and discomfort in her heart, bowed her head in a blank expression, and replied lightly:
"The little girl is dull, and I hope the governor will make it clear."
Eyes flashed, Ming Lan crouched, a pointed face kept at the same height as the girl's.
The cold fingertips brushed her smooth forehead, lightly tucked a strand of broken hair at the sideburns and held her behind her ears.
After a long while, those five fingers were still reluctant to leave, and the jade-like fingertips restlessly pinched the girl's delicate ears and lips, and slowly rubbed them.
Gu Yunxi knelt steadily, his complexion was calm, he showed no signs of surprise, and he even stroked every inch of his face, every inch of skin, without any major ups and downs.
A long time ago, hadn't she already seen his unruly?
After some probing, Minglan finally stopped her movements, tilted her head and looked at her, only to find that the girl was very interesting. o
To be an ordinary woman, being so brazen or frivolous, or sullen or frightened, or she is a watery girl, she has already been contrived by such a provocation.
However, the girl's expression was indifferent, her eyebrows nodded, and she was not humble or humble.
Upon closer inspection, her drooping eyelashes were thick and long like crow feathers, mottled in the moonlight, and sparkling with moving brightness.
A pair of small but exquisite and beautiful eyes have intertwined lights and shadows, making them look like dreams.
Ming Lan watched deeply, and at this moment, he was also wondering whether this girl named "Tu Muxue" was really stupid or pretending to be stupid? Is her expression really calm, or incomprehensible?
And her voice is very similar... Is it possible that there are two people in the world whose voices are almost the same?
Holding her little face in her hand, Ming Lan approached every inch:
"When entering the palace gate is as deep as the sea, and those women with poor backgrounds and plain appearance, even if they enter the palace gate, they can only be slaves and slaves for the rest of their lives.
If you don't rely on external forces to find a highly qualified internal official as a backer, it will be difficult to see Longyan being favored in this life, and many of them will not be in the palace even if they don't even reach the age of 25 years old. Mu Xue, are you afraid? "
He talked a lot in one breath, and the scorching heat in his mouth swayed all the way, wrapped around her face.
There is a saying that wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, dogs travel thousands of miles to eat shit.
Minglan, Minglan, you are destined to be a mangy dog ​​who can't change the in your life!
Gu Yunxi gritted his teeth so fiercely, no matter what she was doing, she felt that he had only broken off two fingers, and he really received the lightest punishment
Although her mental activities are delicate and rich, her appearance is calm, she still blinks from time to time, her long eyelashes flicker at Minglan, her face full of ignorance and ignorance.
Whether it’s deliberate probing or habitual behavior, it’s safest to pretend to be foolish before you know the situation!
The mutilated left hand dropped, holding her small hand, rubbing his thumb back and forth on the silky back of the hand, and he continued to coax:
"Don't be afraid, you can tell the Governor if you have any ideas. If you want to stand out in the harem for a year and a half, the Governor can help you. The most important thing is that you have to be sensible and have ideas."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his right hand and placed the cool index finger on the girl's petite and shallow lips, touching it back and forth.
At this time, he began to expect that the girl would suddenly show her eyebrows and bite his finger.
Then he can confirm that she is really back...
But... But the girl's behavior in front of him once again plunged him into the abyss of darkness and despair.
I saw her frowning slightly, her expression confused, looking directly at him incomprehensibly, and the urn sounded and asked:
"Governor Ming, what do you mean when you say it? You always ask me what I think, what thoughts I have, what can I think? I listen to my father the most at home, and I will do whatever my father asks me to do. What to do.
My dad said that it’s best to enter the palace. Ordinary maids in the palace have two or two months of money each month, so it is twenty-four taels in a year. My dad also said that as a errand in the palace, the cost of food and clothing is uniformly released, which can also save a lot of daily expenses. My dad also said..."
"enough--"
Ming Lan suddenly turned his face, and her sharp voice directly interrupted Gu Yunxi's talk, and at the same time awakened the sleeping people in the courtyard.
In the blink of an eye, the lights in the row room came on one after another.
The door of the room made noises one after another, and the young tribute girls rubbed their sleepy eyes and squeezed into the corridor to watch the excitement. The night guards also heard the movement, and rushed over in groups.
"Supervisor, what's the matter?"
The head of the nursing home stepped forward and asked Ming Lan.
Minglan stood up faintly, her eyes were flushed red and muddy with anger, her fierce gaze continued to catch Gu Yunxi, and she drank bitterly amidst the endless resentment, she didn't care about the countless eyes around her. Under the watchful eye, he made a gaffe that was incompatible with his identity.
Only blame yourself for taking the blame! Actually imagined this girl who was born with a bad mind as her.
This almost absurd idea once made Minglan go crazy, and he had to test her again and again. Even just now, he touched every inch of her facial skin like crazy, and wanted to look around her face. To the stickiness of the disguise mask.
It turned out that everything was just my own fantasy, and the person in front of me was just Tu Muxue, a plain-faced, humble girl
Disappointment, then despair, and finally annoyed into anger
He has been looking for her for a whole year, and even though Xichang has stopped all-out search operations, he never stopped thinking of her for a day.
Ming Lan closed his eyes heavily and took a deep breath, feeling the strange colic in his chest relieved.
"roll……"
After the murmur, there was a roar:
"Go down to the governor--"
The scene was silent, and everyone looked at each other, but it was known that the governor had the most moody temperament.
The head of the nursing home raised his hand to everyone and quietly signaled them to leave as soon as possible.
The girls scrambled to turn around and filed into the house one by one, with "bang, bang, and bang" closing doors one after another. In an instant, Ming Lan and Gu Yunxi were left in the courtyard.
Gu Yunxi peeked at Ming Lan's desperate appearance and found it funny. When the scene calmed down, she bowed respectfully at his feet:
"The governor of Ming calmed down his anger, and the little girl was telling the truth. If she commits any taboos, please raise her hands high and let her offend the little girl's disrespect."
He waved his sleeves angrily:
"Get out of here! Get out of me—"
Minglan's temperament is extreme. Once the real murderer rises up, his delicate facial features are immediately tangled out of shape. With that glamorous and exaggerated voice, it is enough to shock the world.
Gu Yunxi snickered, got up quickly, just took a step forward and was stopped by Ming Lan:
"and many more!"
She stopped in horror, her horrified eyes flashed in panic, not knowing how the servant was going to be a demon.
"Aren't you going to make it easy?"
Minglan's voice is extremely depressed:
"The latrine is in the west side of this courtyard, don't you go?"
"Yes, in a hurry... I forgot..."
Gu Yunxi didn't dare to look back at him easily, but shrank his neck and headed straight to the corner room of the West Wing lightly.
Ming Lan held his hand, her slender figure was very lonely under the deep night sky.
The lantern in the corridor was swayed by the wind. Every time it shook, the iron hook on the top was pressed against the hollow wooden frame of the gallery, making a "squeak" sound, urging Minglan to take back his mood as soon as possible.
There was nothing in front of the field of vision, and the figure buried in his heart became clearer and more abrupt.
How could that girl be her?
That pampered little wild cat, every time he is molested by him, he will panic, dancing with sharp claws, tearing and scratching, and rising up to resist. How is it such a dull tamper?
Minglan laughed at Yue self-deprecatingly, and silently shook his head and walked away...