Chapter 27: Your Majesty's Visit

On the second day, Yudu was shrouded in a dim light as usual, a few scattered early in the morning, sitting in the corner with ghosts asleep here last night, and every family started a new one. In the same way, the ghost officials must also go to Liaoyang Temple.
Sheng Jiayan lowered her eyebrows and swept around the hall, and found that Meng Po's position was vacant alone: ​​"What about Meng Po?"
His oppressive eyes turned to the night wandering god: "Sleep late again?"
The night-going dared not look up at the king of the king, only lowering his head and thinking of the line that Meng Yiqi confessed last night on his arm: "Your Majesty, the comma Sister Meng is sick. The sickness period, please find a ghost doctor to see the exclamation mark."
The good and evil boys hate iron and steel, and step on the side of the night wandering.
The night tour took a pain and looked innocently at the good and evil boys: "What are you kicking me! Sister, no punctuation marks can be missed."
Sheng Jiayan slightly pursed her lips and lips, and then said to the judge: "Arrange Langzhong to go to the clinic for treatment."
The judge said in a condemned manner: "Xiaoguan will arrange immediately afterwards."
Who knows that Sheng Jiayan dusted her cuffs: "No, go now, and this king will also visit and visit with General Blood Pool."
General Blood Pool: "Your Majesty, the minister is not going."
Sheng Jiayan lost his eyes and General Xuechi immediately gathered his short thick legs: "I haven't seen Sister Meng for a long time. I'm really worried about her condition!"
The night-going looks like something unknown: "I didn't see it just yesterday-um!"
He was dragged aside by Cheng Huanggong before he finished talking.
The officials were silent.
Everyone could see that the king of the mountains was going to see Meng Po, but they had to use them as rafts.
What a terrible man!
Before the officials responded, Sheng Jiayan had walked from the high position to the door. Hearing that there was no movement behind him, he looked back and asked, "Don't go?"
The public officials said in unison: "Go for it!!!"
This group of mighty twitter teams was seen by the Japanese gods as they walked to Tongxianqiao. Sheng Jiayan's dragon-shaped black clothes walked in the group of five big and three thick. It was simply standing tall, and the of the day was so frightened that the fart rolled into urine and quickly ran to Meng Po Mansion.
"Sister Meng is finished!"
Meng Haoqi was lying on the bed, with a silk parquet on her face, blowing with no one. Seeing how the gods of the day ran in, she didn’t take it seriously:
What’s wrong, forget the river flowing back?

"The officials of Ming Dynasty come to see you!"
Meng 萋萋 snorted savagely: "They are a little conscience. But still can't be exposed, wait for a screen in front of me as planned, don't let people know that I'm sick, find Ruyi Langjun is true."
The Japanese Journey took a breath and tried to restrain the trembling voice: "But Your Majesty is here too!"
Meng Wanqi was going to inhale and blow Sipa again. He was frightened by the sentence of the Japanese of excitement and had no intake of air. He immediately pulled his claws on the bed. Then she grabbed it: "Come on! Get out and bring me a bowl of medicine, no matter what medicine is ready! Also! I'm inconvenient to see people in a while, let them talk across the screen!"
Nomad nodded confusedly, and flew out like a gust of wind.
It was miserable, why Sheng Jiayan would come.
The land father-in-law told her yesterday that in fact, this medicine does not have to inform Sheng Jiayan that he has a solution. Meng Wanqi was not in a hurry to return Yueyue's medicine. She forgave Yueyue and did not dare to make trouble. She was worried about how to solve the medicine. Otherwise, seeing Sheng Jiayan like a perverted upper body, how can he be a hero in the local government in the future? ! Ah, how can we stand up in the prefecture in the future!