Chapter 87: .Miss Wen? Brother Shun?

The Star City on the weekend should be particularly lively, but today is the only exception.
News of the upcoming opening of the second stage of the Sky Singer Mrs. Lovina’s concert tour has spread throughout the island. In the past two days, her crazy fans have rushed to Baigang for a "pilgrimage." The Austronesian people are so happy and lively, and they have made a lot of momentum along the way.
The big figures in Star City sneered at this, but couldn't hold back those relatives and friends who had participated and came back to show off with jealousy. As a nobleman, the most important thing is not how much money or power you have. Even if you are so poor that you don't have a meal, you can never lose this face!
So some people began to wonder: or send someone to take a look? But what kind of identity is that lady, even the President is polite and polite, you dare to send a servant over, if you are recognized, wouldn't it be a laughingstock in the circle?
After thinking about it, there was no good way to conceal it, and finally came out a thick-skinned man who didn't say anything. If nothing happened, he took his family to drive a luxury car and headed to Baigang in a casual manner. With the first trailblazer, the second one is gracious, the third one is logical, and the fourth and fifth are simply impatient. Since then, everyone has chosen this sunny weekend and happily participate in this grand event that must not be left behind.
But there is only one who, as a hard-core fan, did not set out to participate in the "Star Chasing Journey". He lay leisurely on the rocking chair in his garden and read the morning paper, sipping the fragrant iced red fruit yogurt and enjoying the November The last quiet Sunday of the month.
Early morning is the only time when the South Island is out of the heat. The dewdrops filled all the lush green leaves, drenched with light and bright, the wind blows with a hint of coolness to the face, with a refreshing fragrance, one sip will make you feel comfortable.
Master Lonnie West was drunk in the cool fragrance. As a famous South Island, the nightlife is so rich that ordinary people can hardly imagine it. There was no such opportunity to appreciate the elegance of the morning. It's just because the sweetheart I met recently returned to his hometown. He missed day and night and was so excited that he could only get up early and ordered the servants who seemed to have seen a ghost to prepare meals quickly. This is the first time in this early morning. Sheng’s garden used breakfast—it felt pretty good.
He squeezed a silver spoon and ate the yogurt, and thought of the group of follow-up nobles rushing to Baigang, couldn't help being smug: fools know to join in the fun, our Wester family is not so superficial, they don't know , The lady’s concert has long been finalized for the first live broadcast of our newly developed video camera. Master, I can visit her at any time, hum! Moreover, when the time comes, the lady will come to the house to have a banquet. This kind of intimate treatment is not something ordinary nobles can enjoy!
The more he thought about it, the more stinky he got, and he grinned until his nose was raised high, as if there were a bunch of noble children looking up at him enviously. This taste... it's really enjoyable!
By the way, is Miss Wen also a fan of that lady? He thought about it before he came up with this idea, and he was out of control, and his heart trembled. If you introduce a lady to her, will she have a good impression on me? Most definitely! At that time, she might be right to me...hehehe...
He thought about it, with a demented smile on his face, he didn't even notice that the spoon in his hand fell on the ground, until a servant in white clothes hurried over and said a few words in his ear: "Master, come at the door. A woman in a cloak said she was looking for you."
"What? The young master is in a bad mood today, tell her to go back wherever she comes from!" Lonnie was thinking about making mistakes, when he was suddenly disturbed, his mood plummeted, and the words were full of impatience.
The servant didn’t have anything to say, so he hurried down to thank the guest, but after a long time he ran back with a bitter face, and whispered: "Master, that woman refuses to go. I want you to speak to someone who is far away... Click it out."
"As far as possible? As far as possible!?" Master Lonnie's eyes widened in an instant. Could it be that Miss Wen is back? ! He bounced from the couch, pushed the servant a few steps away, and ran towards the door with all his might.
Terrible! While he was running, he regretted that his stomach hurts. He knew that he would not say that. I hope that Miss Wen will never get angry... He just ran through the courtyard and lifted his nose and smelled it. Smelled the fragrance that couldn't dissipate in the dream.
He was anxious, but he ran faster and faster under his feet. In a blink of an eye, he walked around the front room and saw the figure standing outside the gate, wearing a gray cloak, like a sword.
Shun stood in front of the bronze gate, watching the rich man in a fancy silk robe rushing by alone, and his face with Frosty Han was a little more confused.
He flew to the South Island with a lot of thoughts and wanted to go as far as possible to talk about the affairs of Dachaoyi and Jiehai, and then sum up with him how to choose now and how to open the situation for the investigation of the assassination. But I didn't want to be rejected at the door, and waited patiently for a long time, but I still didn't see that figure, and I couldn't help but become annoyed.
This guy...where did he go in the morning? He looked at the boring face closer, and his face became more ugly, but fortunately, the opponent couldn't detect it under the cover of illusion.
Lonnie sprinted all the way, sweating a little bit here, how dare he let his sweetheart stay outside the door, smiling flatteringly and incessantly comparing hands, panting and saying: "Miss Wen, please come in, please Come in! The servant doesn't understand the rules and makes you feel wronged. Damn, damn..." His face was pretty handsome, but this flattering smile was really stiff, and it made him a lot of wretchedness.
Shun also didn't want to talk with him, cleared his throat, and asked in a low voice in a slightly neutral tone: "Where is it?"
"As far as... uh, this..." Kuo Shao hesitated and couldn't say it. In fact, he hadn't seen the unpleasant brat since yesterday. Although he didn't care where that guy went, the goddess is right now. But there is no way to answer his question, which really made him cry secretly: I knew it, just one more question...
When Shun saw him hesitate, his heart sank, and he asked, "What?"
Lonnie noticed that she seemed to be angry, and was even more flustered. He stammered and concealed: "That... Mr. Snooker, he just went out suddenly... He hasn't come back yet, I'll call someone... People go to him."
Shun looked at his wanting appearance, and didn't believe it at all. He narrowed his eyes and stared at him for a moment, before making Kuo Shao blush and unable to come down to the stage, he whispered: "Take me to his room."
Lonnie didn't dare to ask more, wiped the sweat on his forehead, eagerly led the way, and walked straight to the guest room on the second floor of the main building to the north. Although he didn't deal with that kid, he didn't owe him anything for the hospitality. Not only did he choose a room with the best sunlight, he also deliberately placed a few pine tree bonsais with the style of Tara country according to the other party's preferences-even though they and the surroundings The splendid decorations don't go with the slightest, but they are always taken care of.
Shun followed him into the room, raised his eyes and looked at the big bed in the middle, and saw that the white silk quilt was neatly laid out, obviously not as if someone had slept. He calmed down and walked to the window again. There were a lot of dewdrops remaining outside the tightly closed glass window, but there was not even the slightest wet mark on the inside. It seemed that he had not been opened at night...
What the is this guy doing! He was sure that he hadn't stayed here according to his instructions as far as he was. He couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and couldn't help but complain secretly: even if he doesn't like each other with this rich man, what can he do for two days? Now that he doesn't say a word where he goes, how does this tell him how to find it?
He looked at this golden room carefully, and found nothing that could be called a clue. Then he stared at Lonnie and asked in a dull voice, "Did something happen in the city these past two days?"
"No, no, I haven't heard of anything special..." Kuo Shao waved his hand quickly, thought of the news of the concert in a blink of an eye, and smirked and tentatively said, "That is, Mrs. Lovina's concert is about to be held. God, the streets are full of people who want to join in the fun to visit her in Baigang."
"Hmm..." Shun leaked a reply from his nose, and didn't raise any interest. He thought that he would be as careful and cautious as possible, even if he saw something, he would definitely not act rashly. Now that there is no news, it is good news...
He was thinking about how to find someone. Lonnie saw that she had no response. He sighed in frustration and sighed. He leaned forward and asked intimately: "Ms. Wen, you are coming back so early. It must be useless. Breakfast, right? I... let the servant prepare a banquet for you?" He deliberately spoke in the tone of a Chinese native, and he really worked hard at this point.
"Yeah." Shun nodded indifferently. Since he was away as far as he could, and there was nowhere to find it for a while, he could only suppress the doubts for a while and followed Lonnie downstairs.
The servants quickly set the tableware on the long table in the garden, and soon delivered exquisite dishes. Young Master Kuo straightened his back and sat opposite the prince, with red hearts in his eyes, because the beautiful lady was smiling so stupidly on the side that she threw her failure to the sky a long time ago.
It's just that this atmosphere was quickly disturbed by the noise from outside the door. The sound in the distance was sharp and thin, not like a human voice, but more like the harsh friction of a saw when cutting wood.
Suddenly, Shun felt that the voice was very familiar, so he stopped and glanced at Lonnie. Young Master Kuo quickly gave up an awkward smile, turned his head and let his servant look over it gloomily. But before the attendant took a few steps, the owner of the voice rushed in with a carefree voice, and the sharp noise gradually became clear and audible: "...Look, what do you see! I have never seen a talking bird! I tell you the truth," This bird is not here to play! Quickly hand in as far as possible, don't make this bird angry!"
Isn't this... Ahuang? When the prince heard the only mantra in the world, his expression instantly froze. How could this lazy, greedy fat bird come here? Keep trying to find as far as possible? what's going on……
He had a bad premonition in a trance, especially after the thin figure in the deep purple dress emerged from the shade of the tree, the feeling turned into a tsunami that covered the sky, making him forget the moment. In the disguise, he involuntarily stood up and called out: "Miyou?"
The girl in the little cloak stood quietly in the shadow of the lush trees, looking at the tall woman in the iron skirt behind the table in front, her little head was ignorant. She probably doesn't know this big sister, but she always feels a sense of familiarity, and her tone... is very similar to Brother Shun...
She blinked without making a sound. The fat bird on her shoulder didn't think so much. When she heard someone calling Miyou's name, she turned her small eyes towards that but found that she didn't recognize it, and then screamed: "Hey , Who, do you recognize this bird? Hurry up and tell this bird as far as possible where the kid is going! If you have nothing to do, you will run around, just like the old smoker, it's a curse! The bird hasn't slept all night, you see Look, the gorgeous, soft, white and shiny feathers of this bird have turned yellow!"
It stared hard, spread its wings to show him the golden feathers in the morning sun, insisting that it was caused by staying up late and not resting.
The violent temper of this fat bird, Shun had long been familiar with it, and ignored it, and then glanced at Lonnie, who cast suspicious eyes because he heard his undisguised voice, and asked quietly. : "What can you do with him?"
"What else could be broken? If it weren't for Xiao Mi Youshen Shendao saying something, he saw that he was badly injured, and he had to send it over to have a look, this bird wouldn't bother to take care of it!" Ahuang tilted his head and adjusted his feathers, then glanced at him. Glancing at the few attendants around him who were facing the enemy, a long string of breath expelled from his nostrils in disdain.
"What?" Shun was stunned immediately, gasping in shock, but he knew that the fat bird often ran the train with his mouth full, and he couldn't speak seriously, so he immediately turned his eyes on the girl, "Miyou, what's the matter?"
The Wenjing girl did not answer, she tilted her head and looked at the very familiar but completely unfamiliar "woman", suddenly took a small step to the table, blinked at him a few times, and finally confirmed the identity of the other party. Nuonuo shouted: "Brother Shun."
If the word "Miyou" was not enough to evoke Lonnie's memory, the sound of "Brother Shun" was really a thunder, making his ears tremble. Even if he usually indulges in drinking and ignores politics, he is always familiar with the name of the prince Nagukuni. Moreover, in addition to the large reports of Mrs. Lovina’s concert recently, only a few of the prince Naukukuni has disappeared, and the emperor of the country has returned to Beijing The sort of gossip is most noticeable.
Just now, when he flipped through the newspaper, he saw an arrangement in the market. Prince Takikuni flees from the capital with his lover. He loves beautiful people and doesn’t want a good show. At that time, he regarded him as a confidant. It only took a few minutes. The sweetheart becomes "Brother Shun"! ? If you think about the little girl's name again, Miyou... isn't it the name of the princess! ? Oh my god...what the is going on!
As long as he thinks of the goddess he admires so much, it is possible, perhaps, probably, pretending to be a man, and he feels that the sky is falling, his eyes are gloomy, and his head is full of cracking noises.
Shun knew he was going to suffer when he heard this name, but he didn't think about having anything to do with the rich man. There were only slight fluctuations in his heart, and he stared at the girl calmly and asked again: "Miyou, you How did you see it?"
Mi You replied obediently: "I saw it when I was dreaming."
Seen in a dream? The prince thought of the girl's previous unconscious predictions, only to feel a chill rushing from the top of his head into his limbs and lungs, making him feel numb. He had personally witnessed the catastrophic words spoken by the girl in the Apocalypse ceremony, and he never had any doubts about her ability to predict. At first he heard the bad news of the closest person around him.
But after Momentum lost control, he immediately recovered his calm. Miyou's ability is only foreseeing, that means... as far as possible, it should only be severely injured at some point in the future, that is to say, he may still be fine now, that's right! It must be like this... Keep your breath...
Besides, since she came here, it means that the place where the incident happened must be in this manor...He has countless guesses rolling in his heart, and finally calmed down, and glanced at the width of a bereaved concubine, without speaking, pulling Zhu Miyou's hand walked into the wooden building, and Ah Huang's ridicule continued to ring in his ears: "Hahahaha! So you are Shun! Hahahaha! The bird is laughing to death, how did you become this one? Looks like it! Hahahaha, no, this bird must talk to Xiaoxin when he goes back, hahahaha! Nothing, I'm almost laughing, hiccup...hiccup..."
It laughed out of breath, and finally hiccups, and Master Lonnie behind him followed them like a zombie with his head down, his face still with an unbelievable expression after suffering a severe injury. He walked in a muddle-headed manner, not knowing why he had to follow it, maybe it was just a fluke in his heart.
Shun led them to the unused guest room as far as he could. He looked back and saw that the rich landlord was also coming. His brows were slightly frowned. He was so ignorant that he was too lazy to cover up, and he lost his power and restored his original appearance. Lonnie watched the goddess instantly transform into a clear-faced man, the last trace of hope in his heart had also collapsed, only feeling the pain in his chest, and his heart was ashamed. He could only grab the door frame and gasped for a few breaths, and finally fell down beside the door weakly along the wall, his brain was messed up, and his whole body was numb and almost unconscious.
The prince had no time to pay attention to him, lowered his head and supported Miyou's shoulders, and wanted to inquire about the ins and outs of the matter, but the silent girl said clearly, muttered a few words in a muddle, and was relieved again. The fat bird snatched away the right to speak: "Isn’t that what happened last night! When you left during the day, she was fine, but she suddenly got into trouble in the middle of the night... Not yet..."
It whispered and counted the food that he had eaten in that dream, but Shun didn't listen to a word. He just sullen and meditated for a while, then suddenly turned his head and said to Lonnie: "Come here."
At the moment, Kuo Shao was still out of his mind, and didn't hear his greeting at all. The prince was so quick-tempered that he didn't bother to grind with him, and came forward and grabbed his tie. He threw Lonnie on the bed casually, hugged his hands and looked at the frightened aristocrat of the South Island who had recovered. He threatened from a high position: "Gu Nai is Prince Shun of the country, this time...We are coming to the South Island. I hope that others will spread it out. If you hear a few words alone outside, be careful of your head."
Kuo Shao's ears were still buzzing, trembling not to speak, shaking his hands to touch the quilt, and involuntarily grasped tightly on his body, shrank into the quilt in a daze, wondering if he heard it.
Shun felt a little guilty at his weak appearance. After all, this prodigal master helped him a lot anyway. So the face gradually slowed down, let the other party calm down for a moment, and then softened the voice and asked: "Your family is a video camera, and there is something to be done by you. When you are done, you will have a reward..."
Lonnie finally heard his voice now, looked back at the seemingly cold and merciless face, and smelled the fresh fragrance that fascinated him. He only felt that his eyes were sour, and he almost shed tears. He still doesn't want to understand why this happened, how could a good goddess be, how could he be a man! ?
He was confused and didn't actually hear what the other person was saying. He just felt that his face was bright and dark, and in the blink of an eye it seemed to have changed back to Miss Wen's appearance, still so arrogant and graceful, inaccessible. Power.
His eyes were blurred at this moment, fixedly looking at Shun, shaking his lips, but couldn't make a sound. He could only slowly nod like an iron anchor floating in the water.