Vol 2 Chapter 1111: Liu Wei’s pre-marriage preparation...

At this moment, Quan Wang’s eyes were too narrow and the tone was too provocative. Fang Ruozhu’s face was light and somewhat annoyed.
Qin Lan understood the temperament of his good friend, and gently pulled the hem of Fang Ruozhu from behind, indicating that he could not be slammed.
The meaning of Qin Yu is obviously not willing to have a positive conflict with the Bian Bianwang. Even if Fang Zhu has long been full of anger, he also knows that the overall situation is serious, and he takes a deep breath and finally sighs: "Little sister Reckless, a few days ago, because of the suffering of his friends, he left home alone, and the younger generation of the elders ordered the elders to come back. On the way, when they met the Qin family, they met with each other."
This is not a fake statement. It is just a concealment of the follow-up and it is not willing to talk.
Fang Ruozhu is a gentleman, gentleman does not love rumors, Quan Wang sees his eyes cold, but he is full of vigilance, can not help but say the truth: "Jingzhong big event is uncertain, Fangjia, Qin family also need to stand, you do not want With the king of the book, the king should not be reluctant, but now that Qingzhou has a major event, the matter is urgent, and it is very widespread. You and the two just happened to swim in Qingzhou. It is really impossible to make people think."
Qin Lan heard the taste, and he asked: "What is the big thing that Wang Ye said? I don't know..."
Quan Wang sneered aloud: "Yellow hair children, different kings tell the truth, still want to talk from the mouth of the king, and itchy skin?"
Qin Lan and laughed: "Wang Ye did not say it, although I don't know what happened in Qingzhou, but the matter of the younger generation should be the same as the prince, not a family."
This is the intention of Qin Lan to prove that he did not have the right to fight against the king.
The king did not make a sound, and he looked at him for a while, and then looked at Fang Ruozhu next to him.
When Qin Lan touched Fang Ruozhu, he signaled that he also said two sentences.
Fang Ruozhu didn't want to say that his heart was high and he had always been unsatisfied. The power king looked at their eyes too high and made him feel uncomfortable.
Qin Hao could not, in desperation, had to smile at Quan Wang.
The king of power does not care about the temper of this junior, like his shackles, dry hoes, and end up with a frame that is just right, and used to pretend.
From the two populations, there is no way to talk, and the king of power is not impatient.
If the two really want to seek help from the Qingzhou garrison, then he will always know the truth from the cold mouth, and he will be pleasing to the eye, because it is a new coach, flexible, and courageous. He knows more about the changes than the older generation's generals. He appreciates it.
The coldness came in after two quarters of an hour. At this time, the king of power was gone. When he came in, he saw Qin Lan and Fang Ruozhu sitting side by side and talking about something.
"The two have waited for a long time." The cold step across the stepping camp, squatting on the robe, sitting on the top, and looking around, asked: "What about the king?"
Qin Hao did not make a sound, took a sip of the teacup.
Fang Ruozhu looked elsewhere and did not answer.
Or the guard at the door, the socket said: "Return to Marshal, the prince returned to the camp, said that it was sleepy overnight, to rest for a while."
Coldly nodded and waved to condemn the soldiers.
In the camp, there was no such thing as a miscellaneous person. When I was cold, I saw the Qin and the two humans: "The power king is fierce, but in the end it is the emperor's brother. He only needs to rebel in one day, and he is still resident in the day. It should be respected by the officials, and the truth should be clear?"
This is to make it clear first. The king of power is in his camp. It is not that he has attached the power to the king and wants to follow the other side. Instead, this guy is coming. He is a small state, and he is the landlord. Friendship, here, there is absolutely nothing to see.
Qin Hao did not know whether to believe in cold words, just smile.
However, Fang Ruozhu snorted and the volume was not large, but in this quiet camp, it was particularly harsh.
Coldly said this sentence, this is to avoid a suspicion, and did not want to please the meaning of the Qin family, listen to Fang Ruozhu so unpleasant nasal sound, cold is somewhat unhappy, face cold a few points, changed a topic "The two said yesterday that there is something to ask for the coach, and today it is empty, not to talk about it."
Qin Lan is about to speak, but Fang Ruozhu suddenly forced to ask: "If we say, can the cold marshal really save?"
Coldly, the eyebrows are turned up, and the first time I see someone asking for help, the temper is bigger than the person being asked.
Cold meaning is not false: "That depends on the size of the matter, my small camp in the garrison camp is too small, too big thing, I can't do it."
"Things are big, but the demands are small." Qin Yu was afraid that Fang Ruozhu and he sinned and sinned. He rushed ahead of him and took the cold words: "In fact, this is coming back to the next two people, indeed with Jingzhong." A big man made some misunderstandings. If the marshals can help each other, the next two people are grateful, but if the marshals care about the identity of the big man, I will leave immediately.
"But it's fine." Cold gestures, let him speak in detail, and at the same time guess that the big man in Beijing, Qin Jiafang is not big enough? What big person can you still be?
But with the Qin dynasty slowly coming, cold feelings heard the taste inside, I was really surprised.
The big man, the big man, this person is indeed bigger than the Qin family.
The main tea continued and continued. After two hours, the curtains were opened. Qin Yufang’s bamboos came out and arrived at the door, and turned back to the cold.
The cold intention did not support this time, but also a small ceremony for the two, and watched the two leave.
As soon as the person left, he turned to return to the camp and said to the accompanying officer: "Go and see if the king has woken up. If he woke up, please come soon!"
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The brown wine is a sweet soup mixed with Jiangmei juice. It is mixed and shaken with water. It looks like a brown wine.
Liu Wei was in the kitchen, while stirring the water in the round pot with wine, while in the heart, carelessly thinking about the marriage of tomorrow.
After all, she has to marry, and she is inevitably a little ups and downs.
In addition to a name, there is nothing in the marriage under the rush.
Liu Wei licked the juice from the wine, which was sweet and sour, and it was delicious.
She took a sigh of relief and simply took it for her next mouth.
Xiaoli woke up and went downstairs, and saw the mother in the kitchen. He licked his mouth and threw himself up. He reached for a hug and hugged his mother’s waist and buried her face on her fat belly. .
Liu Wei’s hands are wet and a little impatient:
What a spoiled, past, dirty.

Xiaoli looked up at her head and looked at her half-awake eyes. She said with a smile: "Hey, I am not afraid of dirty."
Liu Wei twisted his brow: "Who said that I am dirty, I mean you are dirty, wash your face and brush your teeth? What is it?"
Xiaoli was dismissed, pouting and releasing the mother's waist, standing a little farther, and curiously watching the water on the counter, asking: "Hey, what are you doing?"
"Fake wine." Liu Wei said, suddenly remembered one thing, she put the wine into the big pot, turned her head, and asked her son seriously: "Do you know what day is tomorrow?"
Xiao Li stunned, grabbed his head, and then looked up and said: "Know."