Chapter 220: Tied 萋萋

Meng luxe thought for a while: "What is nothing more than jewelry."
Xie Chongming pretended to shook his head mysteriously, then clapped his hands twice, and then a waiter came in holding the snow ball.
Xue Tuan is a Persian cat that Meng Haoqi raised in the palace. Her eyes are clearer than blue. Meng Haoqi hasn't seen it in a few days, and now when he sees the snow mass again, he actually got fat three more times! Not only that, but a bow was tied to the neck with pink silk.
Xie Chongming looked proud: "Come to the ceremony, uncle, raise your snow ball well?"
Meng Wanqi hugged the snow ball, and Cat's face was full of reluctance and contempt for the pink bow. She was shocked: "Uncle, the snow ball is a boy!"
"What's wrong with the boy!" Xie Chongming took his hand and said seriously: "Uncle listened to Persian's arrogance, aren't you very happy to see the snow masses!"
Meng Xuqi looked at the snow ball, and the white cat grunted a fat face, all eyes were: I am not happy.
A courtier next to him said flatteringly: "The emperor is not afraid of Tao Wulue, and the cat who takes care of him is so dedicated, it is my blessing!"
He stopped, and behind him there were other courtiers who echoed with each other.
Xie Chongming pursed his mouth to accept the commendation, and the queen quietly moved to take Meng Eqi's hand and laughed: "Your uncle hasn't seen you for a long time, thinking of you again, but also holding the snow ball into the Qinzheng Hall for care, it's a pity Xuetuan doesn't like him and always treats him coldly. Your uncle is so depressed!"
Meng Wanqi's depression all day long dissipated, and he laughed out loudly.
She knew that the queen was like this, she just wanted to resolve the conflict between her and the emperor. Meng Yuqi looked at the middle-aged man walking towards the dragon. His posture was no longer healthy, and his face was getting old.
Xie Chongming is a good uncle and a good emperor. He can review the performances day and night, worrying about the border issues for several days. Whenever there was a disaster, he asked local officials to comfort the people first.
In some things, he has his choices, and perhaps his last resort.
Somehow, Meng Yuqi suddenly thought of his birth mother a few days after his birth. Xie Chongming rushed to Meng House from the palace. He hadn't had time to change his dragon robe. Xie Chongming, who learned of his sister's death, passed out many times before passing out. After waking up, he held Meng Eqi and raised again and again. , And smiled: "Come to Yi, I am your uncle. I will be your backer from now on, from now on, you will be Princess Chu from Lai!"
There is Feng Laiyi.
Xie Chongming's devotion to Meng Haoqi can be seen in these four words.
Although Meng Haoqi was depressed in his heart before, he had already gone through most of them. He handed the snow ball to Yansha and sat back to Sheng Jiayan.
Her eyes fluttered towards Sheng Jiayan, and suddenly found that the other party was looking at her. With that deep gaze, Meng Eyeng thought of it and asked subconsciously, "What's wrong?"
Sheng Jiayan thought thoughtfully: "The bow behind the snow ball is also suitable for you if you want to come."
"..."
The taste of His Majesty King remains the same even after reincarnation!
After Xie Chongming said a few words, everyone began to send birthday gifts to the queen in turn.
Meng Eqi's He Shouli had already sent someone to the palace a few days ago. She sent the "Fahua Jing" embroidered in Sanskrit by dozens of Jiangnan's ingenious embroidered mothers. The queen liked things like scriptures. This is a good option. After the Queen received the "Fahua Jing", she was very happy, and now she was asked to bring some pieces of Yunjin from the palace to Meng Eqi.
The gift of Meng luxe was sent, but she thought of a serious problem.
Hasn't Sheng Jiayan sent it yet? !
Sheng Jiayan's current identity is too expensive for him. The less expensive ones were taken out, and they would be grasped again, and he didn't care about the queen's birthday.
Just thinking of this, Meng Haoqi heard the shouting loudly-
"Sheng Jieyuan, a pair of Hundred Birds and Phoenix Jinping."
Meng Xuqi was really worried. Although the head of the Hundred Birds is good, the screen is too simple and casual. Sheng Jiayan has just done understanding, how many eyes are staring at him and waiting for him to make mistakes, what can I do now! ?
When the just finished the ceremony, there were people around him who looked at the play. On the other hand, Sheng Jiayan was neither humble nor overbearing, and his head was breezy, and his head was downcast, picking fish thorns to Meng Eqi.
Two guards came in from the door, holding a huge glazed screen on the left and right. The colors of the birds on it were vivid, as if they would flutter their wings in the next second.
Beauty is really beautiful, but the queen has seen a lot of such things.
Meng Yuqi was about to get up to help Sheng Jiayan round the game. Where did she know that Sheng Jiayan held her hand under the table, and put the peeled white tender fish into the Mengqiqi bowl with her right hand. He stood up and said to the emperor and empress: "This Jinping has a peculiar place. Before the display, I urge your majesty and the mother to allow all palace lights in the Wuliang Hall to be turned off."
"Oh?" The queen thought about taking care of Meng Eqi's face, simply praised Sheng Jiayan's intentions. But now listening to Sheng Jiayan, her curiosity was aroused, and when she looked at the emperor, she sent someone to turn off the lights. The brightly lit hall suddenly fell into darkness, and only the soft moonlight outside projected from the window lattice, shining a dappled shadow on the cold floor tiles.
The two guards holding the screen took out the fire folds and polished them. The Jinping colored glaze that was heated by the fire suddenly lit orange warm light, as if there were flames flowing inside at this time. Not only that, the birds in the phoenix's phoenix suddenly came to life, and flew towards the phoenix in the interlacing of fire. Eventually, it merged with the Phoenix, and hundreds of birds converged to become the most gorgeous feather on the Phoenix. The golden phoenix spreads its beautiful wings, and it seems to be soaring between its heads.
"It's so beautiful!" The Queen sighed with emotion, and everyone recovered from the shock and were surprised.
When the lights in the hall turned on again, Xie Chongming took the lead in high-fiving and praised: "Sheng Aiqing really made me look at it again."
Sheng Jiayan was neither arrogant nor humble, but only smiled and praised this round of praise. He sat down again, and Meng Haqi gathered together: "A Yan, when did you prepare me with your back?!"
Sheng Jiayan pinched her chopsticks and green bamboo shoots for her, and looked at Meng Yingqi obliquely: "This is still carrying you? Is it that you don't know what to think in your head at night, and you have never paid attention to your absentmindedness."
Meng 萋 whispered, buried his head to eat.
Halfway through the birthday banquet, Meng Haoqi was half full. She watched the seven young ladies in pink dresses with tulle on the stage slowly raise their sleeves and shake the skirt gently. Sometimes the long sleeves suddenly lifted and fluttered. Sometimes the sleeves are alternately positioned, and the figure is graceful. As the sound of silk and bamboo accelerated, the ladies competed to swing their sleeves, like snowflakes flying up and down.
Suddenly boring, Meng Yuqi turned his head to look at Sheng Jiayan, who was being entangled by Yao Xin and Fang Yansui, and several other talents for drinking. So Meng Haoqi embraced the snow mass from Yansha's arms and walked outside the Wuliang Temple to breathe. By the way, Yansa took a fish bone that she had eaten and was ready to give the snow mass a snack.
Just outside the hall, Meng Eqi placed the snow mass on the ground, and the snow mass walked like a rabbit on all fours.
It ran to the back of Wuliang Hall, and Meng Hao stomped: "Snow ball, you stand!"
Behind the Wuliang Hall is an abandoned palace. This Wuliang Hall is on the lake again. If the snow masses come out by themselves and want to go back to the Sixth Palace, they may only swim back by themselves. But how can he step into such a cold lake with a cat?
Meng Wanqi followed the skirt and chased.
The snow ball ran fast, almost disappearing as soon as the smoke slipped away. Meng Eqin shouted and looked around. At this time, the university was approaching, Meng Eq. let Yansha look away from himself.
"Snowball... Snowball obediently... Come out soon..." Meng Eqi pushed the half-open palace door. She looked at the black hole palace hesitantly, and finally stepped into it.
She is not afraid of monsters and ghosts. Anyway, she is Meng Po. What ghosts have never seen? She was afraid that a gangster might have sprung up at this time, so now she was unarmed.
Meng Wanqi didn't find it in a circle in the front hall. She didn't know where she hit her. She sneezed repeatedly.
The snow ball shouldn't be here anymore. Meng Eqi just wanted to turn around and leave, but heard a subtle meow from the inner temple. The sound was very soft, and it was like the sound of snow balls.
Meng 萋 stepped, turned and walked towards the inner hall.
The inner hall was more dim and unclear, and Meng Eqi slowly fumbled forward, still saying: "Snowball?"
There was silence, and there was no meow to answer her.
It's so quiet that Meng Haoqi is wondering if he had just heard it.
However, she suddenly caught the sound of a slight footstep approaching behind her, and Meng Eqi had to look back in the future, with a sudden pain in her neck. The whole person suddenly lost consciousness and planted it on the ground.
When she woke up again, she was already locked in a place like a firewood house.
Meng Eqi sat up from the ground, rubbed his sore neck, and scolded.
Who is so bold and dare to take her away in Wuliang Hall?
Counting her abduction seems to be a commonplace, so Meng Eqi did not panic too much. After she first recovered, she stood up on the ground and patted her dress, then looked around to see where she was.
This is a very ordinary room, a wooden door, a broken window with a few wooden boards, and the interior is still sour and smelly.
Looking out the window, I couldn't see anything at all. Meng Wanqi didn't know who tied him up, but as long as he was still alive, he knew what the other party wanted to do with her, or what terms to talk to.
So she had the bottom of her heart and sat down to close her eyes and recuperate.
Although Meng Eqi was not in a hurry, he could not bear the temperature getting lower and lower. There was heavy snow outside, the cold wind mixed with broken snow leaking in from the broken window, and the frozen Meng Eqi twitched twice.
Why didn't the person who tied her talk about the conditions? ! So bearable! ? it is good! She's just now!