Vol 2 Chapter 582: No you are so horrible!

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Rong Huang looked at Rong Ling to the door, but his head did not return. The lightly fluttering said: "There is a meeting to send you, take it and go."
Rong Ling stopped and looked at him.
Rong Huang raised his hand and seemed to receive a signal in the dark. At this time, the door opened and a black linen bag was smashed in.
The bag was thrown in and rested on the edge of the foot, and the extra person retreated.
The door was closed again, and Rong Ling raised his eyebrows and looked at the human-sized black bag. It is not difficult to see that it is wrapped in a person.
"Open it and see." Rong Huangdao.
Rong Ling leaned down, relaxed, pulled the bag open, and opened a little, inside, a woman with a coarse cloth, was sleeping in a coma.
Rong Ling picked up his eyebrows.
Rong Huang is not afraid of blunt words: "Miyao Huang, you have not been looking for a long time, sent you, do not have to."
Rong Ling is silent and stands in the same place.
Rong Ling did not speak for a long time, Rong Huang smiled and asked: "Is so touched? Know your uncle, I am good? For you to go back and marry your wife, this yellow child, you make good use of it, rescue In addition to the Liu family, can also help you become a thing, A Ling, you are a smart person, understand what I mean, in short, this gift, it is my wedding gift to you, although, you did not send me a wedding invitation.

At the end of the story, it was sour and sour.
Rong Ling really needs this yellow child, Huang Er, is the key to the success of the situation in Kyoto, but Rong Huang suddenly gave this person to himself, Rong Ling does not believe that the uncle is just good intentions.
The purpose of the uncle is actually obvious.
Uncle Huang wants to help himself in this Kyoto incident, to raise his name and establish a power, and in return, he will have to do something for the emperor in the future.
For example, when Uncle Huang colluded with Kyoto officials, Zhen Gemen closed his eyes with one eye.
For another example, the Emperor’s uncle’s marching north, he does not need to contribute from it, but it cannot be hindered.
Again, for example...
In short, there are many possibilities and they are also very broad.
This old fox seems to be careless, but there is a gap in the chest.
But even if you know that this is a human debt, and it is still widely involved, you should never take this debt, but a good opportunity will be in front of you, and Rong Ling will not let it slip away.
Huang Er, he will take it away, but he can't make Rong Huang so happy.
Re-attach the bag, and let the ribs lick the mouth of the bag. To Rong Huang said: "Uncle Huang knows, who do you most like?"
Rong Huang raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Like? Why, do you want to say that I am like you? Don't laugh, I am much more handsome than you."
Ignoring this person's madness and madness, I am blunt: "You have never thought about it. You have been playing with my father for many years, why is it still in place?"
Rong Huang frowned.
Rong Ling is not afraid of nausea: "Only because of the similarity of two people, not only behaves similarly, but even the thoughts are similar. You can guess the mind of my father, my father can guess you, uncle, you. It’s like my father’s portrait, but you haven’t noticed it.

Rong Huang listened to these words, motionless, only staring at Rong Ling for a moment, suddenly, Rong Huang stood up and waved his hand: "You come over, you come over, I promise not to kill you, you come over."
Rong Ling finished the uncle, and turned away.
The equal volume edge has gone downstairs, but I can hear Rong Huang in the back: "No one is so horrible! Who is like him! Who are you? Rong Ling, you give me back, come back!"
And Rong Ling, already staring at the yellow child, stepped out of the gate of the Eight Show Square.
Yunzhi dreams in the backyard of Xiufang, sitting in the room, listening to the noisy noise in front, cleaning up the peeled oranges, sending them to a clean porcelain plate and pushing them to the opposite woman. Asked: "Mother, you said that the person who was just the power king? Liaozhou that? Try to rebel that? But how did he get to our ancient Yongfu?"
The middle-aged woman with a thick face looked like she took a piece of orange and ate it while laughing. "In addition to the owner, who else can bring these characters?"
"When will the owner return? I miss her."
The middle-aged woman scraped the nose of the cloud-weaving dream and smiled: "Is it the owner of the square, or do you want the southern cuisine?"
Yunzhi dreams to spit out his tongue and spoiled: "I think."
The middle-aged woman glared at her and said, "I can't stay longer. You have to wrap up the last green plum fruit, I will take it away."
"Mother, aren't there many more there? Have you finished eating? Mother, you still said that my mouth is awkward, and I see that it is a mother who is more stunned."
The middle-aged woman is crying and laughing: "Not me, it is giving away."
"Send people?" Yunzhi dreamed a moment, suddenly pouted: "Mother, this green plum is transported over a thousand miles, how much time spent, how much bad on the road, how hard we save, how can you give away casually? I, I didn’t eat much..."
"Hey, go get it first."
"Where are you giving it to you? Have you sent it?" Yunzhi dream is still distressed, and he does not care.
The middle-aged woman did not speak, only urged her to prepare.
Yunzhi dream is also smart, thinking about it, suddenly thought: "Is you giving Liu Wei?"
A middle-aged woman!
Yunzhi Dream immediately jumped up: "Sure enough, Liu Wei, Niang, even if it was prepared for Liu Wei, but ... but not all, Liu Wei can't finish it..."
The middle-aged woman is helpless: "You are not acquainted with Liu Wei? If she can't finish it, then you will go to find her. If you eat with her, you will not follow your intentions?"
Yunzhi dream immediately smiled: "Really?"
The middle-aged woman stared at her and sighed: "Don't be shameful."
Yunzhi dreams and raises his mouth a little higher. The muffled road: "I will go to prepare, let's go!"
Yunzhi dreamed out for a while, and when he came back, he took a big jar. The jar had at least ten pounds, but Yunzhi dreams, just like a little thing.
Reluctantly handed over the jar, the middle-aged woman took it, without a sense of hardship, said: "Go out, you can have someone, I have to go."
"Nobody, just come in and you will pass."
"Then I will go first."
Yunzhi Meng nodded and personally sent people to the outside of the door, before turning and going back.
I just walked back two steps, and I remembered the sweet and sour, the delicious Jiangnan cake, the lips, the thoughts in my head, the feet had quickly ran back to the room, and then came out again. At that time, he had already replaced the heavy and complicated dance clothes on his body, put on a neat and clean light dress, and rushed, and then went out of the Eighth Show Square and walked all the way to the inn where Liu Wei was.
At this time, in the inn, Liu Wei, who is still holding back the words, is actually in the middle of the collapse...