Vol 2 Chapter 281: The old master of the monasticism (12)

Mrs. Wei had not had time to open her mouth, and her tears fell on her face. She looked forward to seeing her husband. "Master, smoked her..."
Wei’s lord came back. He put down his hand on his neck and said,
She...

The old lady on the side was faintly interrupted. "Long story short."
When the guardian glimpsed, he had to swallow all the things he had just seen and said, only to focus on the key point, "She wants to take another look at Liang Wangxi."
Mrs. Wei stunned, "Liang Wang?"
"Is the smoked mother not prematurely on the road? How can I know Liang Wang?"
Wei’s lord quickly explained that Wei Mingyan had walked in front of him, and his feet seemed to be careless. He stepped on him.
He hurts and wrinkles his face. He glanced at his father's back. When he continued to talk to his wife, he suddenly reacted. The wife and her sister have such a good relationship. If he just said the truth directly, he knew that the smoke was made. My mother’s sister has suffered so much, and her heart must be hard to accept.
After a few seconds, Wei’s subconsciously raised his eyes to see his father. He saw that he was looking at himself with a faint look. He had no idea in his heart and asked his wife,
Mrs. In your memory, when did the smoker die?

Mrs. Wei wiped her tears and choked. "I was in the mountains with my uncle, that is, her father was on the road outside."
"Yes, it was the encounter with the mountains. After that, the smoker was separated from her parents and was saved by the passing Liang Wang."
As he said, Wei’s master carefully watched his father’s face and saw his rare face with a smile. His heart was certain. The next words would naturally be much better.
"After that, Yan Niang has been growing around Liang Wangxuan. Because she is too young to remember the things in the house, she can't find her family. She is next to Wang Hao, and she is nominally a girl. She is actually raised as a daughter. ......"
Wei’s lord hasn’t lie any more. At this moment, his feelings are full of arrogance. Fortunately, Mrs. Wei has long been confused by her sister’s news. She did not find her husband’s wrong, but looked at him with her eyes.
"After that, she was sick, and then she came over." Wei's lie tells the story, but Mrs. Wei is sighing with a sigh of relief and tears down.
She sobbed and wiped her tears with a handkerchief. "I thought that the girl was suffering from it, so she couldn’t get it. It turned out to be me."
"No, no, I didn't suffer." Wei was originally a bit embarrassed about the truth. At this moment, I saw the lady crying and laughing. The idea was thrown into the clouds.
If it is really so sad that the lady knows that her beloved sister is dead, how sad it is.
Wei Mingyan came over at this moment, Wen Sheng said to Mrs. Wei, "You will go to prepare some rice, rice wine, and clear sand, and then ask a few people to accompany you to the hole in the western suburb of Dongchee. A bowl of water, wait until it is ready, then come back."
Mrs. Wei was fascinated by this series of orders, but under the confusion, she also looked forward to the expectation, "Father..."
The old man nodded and confirmed the daughter-in-law’s conjecture. "You took these things and I let you see one side."
Mrs. Wei almost cried in tears. "Yes, yes, my daughter-in-law will go, thank you father."
She blessed her body and left the yard in a hurry.
Not enough for the lady, a guardian of the eyes: "F, madam, do you want me to accompany you..."
"You don't go."
The old lady looked at her son aside, "Speak, you see what."
The defending committee of the old man stood still and said in a long way, "Liang Wangxi was imprisoned in the palace. The girl was known to have reconciled the intention of Liang Wang, and was unwilling to be removed from a place where Wang Wangzi was thrown away. She is a daughter, but she is weak, and she will die if she can't hold it for a long time."
"She wants to see Liang Wangyi again."
"Father, look..."
"Don't look at the father."
The guardian stunned, and he looked at the father who was still so light and windy. "Father, what should we do now? You are giving a charter."
"Not for the father."
Wei Ming’s sleeves and his face are not related to himself.
Since things are clear, let’s go early today.

Wei’s father couldn’t believe that his father could have done nothing like nothing.
"Yes, it is a big thing that Liang Wang intends to rebel. Do we not know this as it is?"
When the voice just fell, he was ruthlessly glanced.
"If you want to manage, go out now, turn left and go forward."
"I? But father, father..."
--boom!
The door was closed.
The guardian stood stiffly, and his hand remained in a stretched position. He suddenly thought that the smoker was still in the hospital. His back was cold, even if he knew that the smoker was poor, but it was still a ghost.
He quickly retracted his hand and watched it with caution. He carefully and cautiously withdrew from the yard.
All the way, all the way to read a word, "Don't follow me, don't follow me, you are at ease in your father's yard."
When the guardian went out of the yard, he thought about going out or out of the door. He happened to meet Mrs. Wei’s carriage and left in a hurry. He looked around and turned left.
On the carriage, Mrs. Wei opened the curtain from time to time to see the outside look eager, but the smoked mother on the other side was sitting down, leaning her head on the shoulder of her sister, her eyes full of satisfaction.
Wei’s master is still on the road, while walking, while looking suspicious, he looks around. The picture of the smoker’s neck hanging around his neck is too shocking. He can’t help but touch his neck.
Thinking about it, I still cautiously opened my mouth. "Smoke, if you are there, don't follow me..."
"You are also awake, knowing that I am not an enemy. Even if I want to follow it, don't hang it around my neck. It's strange, you see, my brother-in-law will burn you money."
Just like this, I urged the little nephew not to hang on my neck, and the guardian always walked to the street.
Looking at it, he always felt that this street was a bit familiar.
When the guardian was thinking about when he was coming, the sound of the weapon suddenly sounded, and the crowd in front of him dispersed and fled. A young man dressed in a Chinese costume was rescued by two people and ran in the direction of him. Come.
This scene is familiar.
The person who was being chased in front of him was also very familiar.
At this time, Wei Jing only had time to think a word: Emperor, you were assassinated the last time, why come out this time! !
He didn't bring anything at this time, and the group of people looked at it as if it was the last time.
Wei’s master looked around and gnawed his teeth when he ran to his side...
Pull him and start running.
Running and running, he suddenly felt a bit wrong.
The emperor on which he was pulling floated a scent of fragrance, with a delicate aroma and a touch of orchid.
Oh, this taste is also very familiar.
Therefore, it is not the goal to assassinate the emperor. Is it the goal to make the emperor get the daughter fragrance?
Wei’s master is full of his father’s words. The person who has a daughter’s fragrance will touch the first woman’s voice. The other party has arranged a daughter’s incense, so the first contact with the emperor’s woman will also be arranged. ......
Just thinking of it, a veiled woman fell in front of the road, holding her body, and a pair of Yingmei eyes looked over with tears.
It’s very pitiful to look at it like a slap in the face, but it’s the same as the aunt who sells food, but with a look of horror climbing and fleeing forward.
What should I do, or will he go up and let the woman open?
At the time of the entanglement, the screaming emperor’s legs, which had long been running, were soft and fell to the ground.
Before waiting for the guardian to help, a milk cat shivered and was knocked out from the basket on the side, just falling into the palm of the emperor.
"mum……"
The little milkmaid screamed uncomfortably, and did not dare to move.
Wei did not care about it, and the emperor helped him up. He said that we should hurry and run. I saw the emperor who was still running with himself and holding a small milk cat. His eyes were full of affection and touched it. Small head.
"This cat is really eye-catching."
"I want to bring it back to the palace and let it enjoy the prosperity!"
Guardian: "...hey, sire?"
Let's escape!
Suddenly thinking of something, he turned his face in shock and went to see the little cat's tail.
It’s over.
No eggs...