Chapter 592: Gift of the Monarch Rose

It's no use thinking too much. A woman who is so smart and upright with Yu Jia should have expected the end of her failure from the moment she approached them. Or, she has enough self-confidence in her charm and never thought about losing her hand.
But the game always wins and loses, and the failure will pay the price. This is the principle of justice, so it is for Yu Jia, and it is also true for Lin Wanrong. Imagine, under the same conditions, if Crescent Moon was clever and Dasan Lin San became the daughter of the Turkic women, what kind of shame would it be to Dahua? No one can imagine.
In this sense, Yu Jia, who provoked the dispute by one hand, was defeated by her own well-designed conspiracy, as if it were a doomed destiny from heaven, which is not worthy of sympathy.
However, things in the world can never be completely divided by simple right and wrong, good and evil. The two are in hostile nations. In order to protect the interests of their clans, they are acting falsely and acting everywhere, secretly scheming and fighting wit. Who really dare to say that they are wrong?
Ning Yuxi can best understand his mood, silently cuddling beside him, the two are connected by heart and hands. Only with that little warmth can they feel warm. The night went up and down, and I couldn't sleep, and until the day was about to dawn, I just snored.
"Brother Gao, bring Yu Jia." Washed his face with clean water. The cold lake water shocked him. After a long breath, he was back to life. Although his eyes were still covered with thick bloodshot, his mind was very calm.
Gao Chief gave him a strange look. Before, Brother Lin wanted to play with Crescent Moon, and he didn't want people to pass it on. Just a few steps away. Gaudy hands. Busy, but how did it become Sven today? This is not his temper.
Ren Ren wanted to break his scalp, but he couldn't figure it out.
The morning dew hovered on the green grass blades, shining colorfully. Lin Wanrong looked at the crystal clear dew, expressionless.
Light, slow footsteps came, seeming cheerful and heavy. Lin Wanrong looked up. Crescent Moon slowly walked over, her hands tied in front of her, graceful and graceful. Smile without saying a word. Between the heavy ropes, there was a thick wildflower. Swayed slightly as she wobbled. Red, yellow, white, colorful. It looks good.
"Where did these flowers come from?" Lin Wanrong asked with a frown.
"I picked it when I woke up in the morning. How about it? It looks good ?!" Yu Jia smiled slightly and looked at him proudly. The cheerful expression in his eyes seemed as if he was the captive.
What a hell. With her hands tied, where to go to pick flowers, it's hard to use her mouth—speaking of her mouth. He hurriedly swept towards the corner of Crescent Moon. Turkish girl with bright red sakura on her lips. A little bit of dirt. There were also slight bloodshots in several places.
Lin Wanrong slightly mistaken, Yu Jia smiled sweetly: "You are so stingy. I said earlier, the same way, I will never make a second time. Why do you still tie my hands and feet?"
Lin Wanrong nodded. Stepped forward with a smile: "From ancient times to the present, you pick flowers with your mouth, you are the first. Although I am known as a variety of flowers, I really admire you for my little sister."
He spoke, his hand flashed, the machete had cut the rope, and the hemp rope fell to the ground, and Yuga was free.
Yu Jia stretched the thin willow waist deeply, and hummed, "I still blame you. Look, here, and here, all pierced by flowers. Lin San, you guys How can you be so kind to the Chinese people? "
Crescent Moon talked, gently wiped his bright red lips, brought him to him, and let him see. The faint fragrance was introduced into the nostrils, which was a familiar perfume smell. Yu Jia seemed to be unprepared for him, and his body was close to him, as if he was about to stick to him.
Two red bloodshots on the soft red lips, beautiful with her silver teeth and jade teeth. Lin Wanrong smiled and picked up the cluster of flowers that fell on the ground: "The rose is a thorny ground, but you pick the rose to pick, and who do you want to tie?"
"What about thorns?" Yu Jia snorted, plucked a white rose leaf, and put it between her lips: "You only see it thorny, but you don't know its tenderness-you see, is it bleeding? ! "
The white leaves were stained with light bloodshot blood, and the wound on the girl's red lips no longer saw blood overflowing, and a little puppet was formed. It was amazing.
"Rose can stop bleeding ?!" Lin Wanrong opened her eyes curiously, and speaking of medicine, he was a kindergarten child in front of Yu Jia.
"Well," Yu Jia handed the white leaf to his hand. "You know what you taste."
"No more, I, I'm dizzy!" Lin Wanrong laughed and waved his hands in a hurry.
"You faint blood, I faint you!" Yu Jia snorted, grabbed the drop of waterdrops from his hand, sniffed deeply before his nose, and sighed, "In our steppe, This flower is called Eliza. Translated into Dahua, it means long love flower. It only opens at the end of spring. It is usually extremely difficult to see. According to our Turkic legend, as long as it can collect 10,000 Eliza people, You can get happiness for life. Lin San, do you believe this ?! "
Lin Wanrong scratched his head: "It should be believed. Eliza is a witness of happiness, but in Dahua, everyone likes to call it a rose. This rose has a lot of meaning, different colors and different meanings."
Crescent Moon smiled softly: "I know this, your high opinion, I have heard of it. Now I use the rose perfume you made, quickly smell it-"
She reached out to Lin Wanrong in front of Lin Wanrong, like a little girl in a hurry, as opposed to the deepness of the past.
A faint fragrance ran through her nostrils. When she searched for her in Xingqing Mansion the same day, she had already smelled it. Lin Wanrong waved and smiled: "Thank you for taking care of my business. If you get to know it earlier, I will give you a 9% discount If you have a large amount, you can also discuss it at a discount of 98%. This is a pure friendship price. Please do n’t leak it. For others, I never discount it. "
"No wonder the big Chinese call you a traitor!" Yu Jia giggled, shook the flower in her hand, and sighed deeply: "Rose, this name has a profound meaning. I like very much ... red rose, white rose, yellow rose . I picked a lot today! Lin San, do you Dahua women all like this flower? "
"Probably! I'm more upright. There aren't many ways to pursue girls. I don't know much about these things. I don't really understand them." He said solemnly.
"Yes ?!" Crescent Moon looked at him for a few moments and shook his head and sighed: "You, man, except the lies are real, everything else is false. I was touched many times in the sea of ​​death. Now look Come. It turned out to be fake. "
"Every one another." Lin Wanrong laughed a few times.
"Yeah, each other. That can't blame you, because. Everyone is fake." Yu Jia frowned slightly. Silent for a long while. Suddenly she smiled again and picked a white rose. Stuck on Ruyun's hair. Grinting at Lin Wanrong slightly: "Lin San. Do I look good ?!"
Turkic girl snow skin Yuyan, eyes like spring water. Wenrun looked at him beautifully, like blooming flowers. It's really two people with the crescent moon that I knew before. Lin Wanrong nodded blankly: "It looks good! It really looks good."
Yu Jia nodded softly: "Thank you for the compliment, I hope you are not so hypocritical this time."
Lin Wanrong sighed. Helplessly shook his head: "Maybe you said it well. I'm really a bad person."
Crescent Moon smiled at him with a smile: "Finally, you told the truth. Understandably, you Dahua have an old saying called Wubusan. You are called Lin San, of course, the worst one!"
It turns out that my name is such a way of understanding. This girl's imagination really is not ground.
"You're right, my land is the worst one." Lin Wanrong nodded. Pass the gold knife in your hand to Yuga: "This. Give it back to you!"
Crescent gritted his teeth. He squeezed his hands tightly and hesitated for a while. Finally trembling took the golden sword. The crackling sounded, the sharp blade came out of the sheath, and the Turkic girl stared at the blade reflecting the flowery face. Straight daze.
"I heard that Tusuozu, the right king of Turk, has a silver knife--" Lin Wanrong slowly spoke, but before she finished speaking, Yu Jia shook her head and smiled. She shook the flower cluster in her hand vigorously: "Lin San, I'll give you a flower too. Do you like red ground, yellow, or white?" Her delicate hands fiddled with the rose in her hand and asked seriously.
Lin Wanrong hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no. I always spend my money on it and never give it away."
Yu Jia snorted: "This time there must be an exception!"
"Why ?!" Lin Wanrong gave her a puzzled look.
Crescent Moon said indifferently: "The moon is full, the moon is missing, and the parties are parting, and I don't know if I will remember you in the future! A small flower branch is regarded as a memorial."
This woman is too smart! Lin Wanrong was shocked.
Yu Jia glanced at him, shaking the bright flowers in front of him: "Say, so many beautiful flowers, which one do you want ?!"
In her tone, there was an unquestionable implication. Lin Wanrong was silent for a long while, and stretched out her hand with a smile: "I want this yellow land, yellow roses are more suitable for my personality, and there are fewer stings."
"In our steppe, Eliza, the yellow land, can only be given to elders." Yu Jia said blankly.
Lin Wanrong hurriedly shrank his hand: "This way? Then I won't take advantage of you, just come white, pure and pure, like my nature."
Yuga shook her head: "The white ground, Eliza, is for pregnant women who are pregnant with Rokko. Do you really want it? Then I will give you a branch."
There are so many rules on the grassland. Lin Wanrong took back his hand and said, "That's all right-I said long ago that the roses are prickly! Let's change some other commemorative methods, such as signatures, hugs, etc. of--"
Crescent Moon shook her head gently, she folded down the most beautiful and bright red rose, and slowly fell into Lin Wanrong's ear. Lin Wanrong jumped up in a hurry: "What are you doing, what is this custom? I am a man!"
"A few drops of acacia water last year turned into tears under the tree. Whose teenager came to spring and broke the branches and red roses!" Crescent Moon muttered to himself, staring at him suddenly, chuckling and lowering his head: "It's ugly!"
Can a man wear flowers? Lin Wanrong was so annoyed that he picked the rose and was about to throw it out. Yu Jia faintly sighed: "Turk and Dahua are two worlds in the end. A small flower is the last memorial. You can throw it It ’s because you Dahuas are most used to forgetting! Even Lin San, who is known as Dahua ’s smartest, is still no exception.

She took off the water pouch and murmured, the clear lake running down the corner of her mouth and flowing down to her white swan-like neck, wet her clothes, but she didn't realize it.
"I'm really not used to commemorating and being commemorated!" Lin Wanrong shook his head with a bitter smile ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I'm not used to it. Yu Jia looked at him in a pulse: "It's like I'm not used to calling you Lin San, though, I know that your Turkic name is bad. "
It turned out that this girl had known for a long time, Lin Wanrong made a few noises, and her old face was rare red.
"Lin San, aren't we going to meet again?" Yu Jia's breathing was quick and her eyelids weighed more than a thousand pounds. She seemed to be aware of it and strove to ask.
Lin Wanrong called out a sigh of silence, silent.
Strange redness appeared on Yu Jia's face, and she stared at him with wide eyes, her eyes full of fright and helplessness.
"Wo Lao attacking—" She yelled with all her strength, but her voice was as thin as a mosquito, she could hardly even hear herself.
A pair of powerful arms hugged her silently, and saw Dahua Liu Kou Jingjing's bright eye sockets, and she suddenly smiled,
The body was soft, and slowly fell down, her beautiful eyes closed slowly, and she fell asleep silently ...