Chapter 7:

I don't know when, Yi Yingxiang actually took a few steps to this side, the closest to Selse. And just now everyone's attention was on Sel and Feng Nuan, and she didn't notice her.
I just happened too quickly at that moment. After a night without smoke, it was a step slower.
He shivered freely, shook his body, and fell to the ground. Gaze at the smokeless face overnight and found his handsome face instantly pale and bloodless.
She smirked bitterly, which shows that the difference between her and Yiying Xiang in his heart was not just a little bit. The wind warmed me quickly, knowing that holding on to myself was a sure death, but instead turned into holding Yingying Xiang.
In this case, she doesn't need to expose martial arts any more, just lie down here to watch a show.
"Master Wang, your side concubine is tired and tired, I don't know how your right concubine tastes!" Feng Nun said coldly, holding a scimitar holder on Yi Yingxiang's neck in one hand, and Yi Ying in the other. The fragrant powder pinched on the cheeks.
Yan Ye's smokeless face was even colder at this moment. Anyone can feel the anger from the whole body.
"Released her, the king promised to release you!" Ye Wuyan said coldly, but his voice was trembling imperceptibly.
"Leave me? So, finally, I caught the soft underbelly of the King of Kings!" There was a bit of mockery in Feng Nuan's voice, but there was no bitterness.
He carefully held Yiyingxiang carefully and walked down the mountain road.
"Although Xia knows that King Wang is a person who must do what he says, Xia still feels uneasy and annoys your right concubine for the next journey!"
Those guards holding bows and arrows gave way one after the other. When the wind warmed up, they followed them with bows and arrows.
He and his team were facing each other, walking along the mountain road without hesitation and going down the mountain.
I know that no smoke at night will not cause Yi Yingxiang to have trouble, and that wind and warmth will be fine. She would like to watch the show for a while, but unfortunately, those people have gone further and further. Only she was lying on the mountain road, as if abandoned.
Alas ... once it is used, there is only the fate of being abandoned.
"Miss ... Miss ..." Qing Mei ran over and lifted Seorui from the ground.
I watched the tears dripping from Qingmei's eyes, and my heart was a little bit sour.
She smiled earnestly: "Stupid girl, don't you put on your outer shirt to Miss Ben, and wait for others to see me?"
Wu Qingmei immediately took off her shirt and put it on Seser. When both hands touched the kiss marks on Sesser's body, tears flowed even more joyfully.
"Miss, let's go down the mountain!" Qingmei asked.
"No, we don't go down the hill, we'll go up the hill to ask for a lot of signing!" Seir smiled.
"Miss, are you ... aren't you crazy? Shall we go up the mountain?" Qingmei asked incredulously. Should such a big incident happen, will the lady still go up the mountain? Was it really hit hard enough to start talking nonsense. Think about it, no matter who it is, you can't stand it.
"Qingmei, I'm fine. I just want to go up the mountain. Miss Ben is so lucky today, of course, she has to go up the mountain to apply for a visa. Fortunately, they are all gone. I really don't want to go with them to apply for a visa! Moreover, I picked up a life today, I should Burn a stick of incense in front of the Buddha to show your heart. "Secretly smiled.
Luanxiang Miaoshan is beautiful and elegant. Hanmeiyu is located halfway up the Guangming Peak of Xiangmiao Mountain. The temple is not large, hidden in dense jungle, only a bluestone paved path winding into it.
He walked down from the sedan and slowly walked on the narrow path. An unknown bird on his head screamed and flew past him. Sure enough, the birding mountain was even more secluded.
When I walked into the cave, the smoke was lingering, and the unique architecture and atmosphere of this temple was very popular.
He quietly grabbed his eyes, burned candles, lit incense, and stood quietly in front of the Buddha. However, she didn't make any wish, just staring at the Buddha in vain.
In spite of the existence of a Buddha, no matter how much the world can get so many common complaints, they only believe that each person's life can only be fought by.
Tong Qingmei followed behind Sesui, took out twenty two lines of silver, and donated sesame oil.
He hurriedly got up, but didn't ask for a lot, but walked back.
Han Meiyu is not big. The front yard is for the gods and Buddhas. The two rooms are where the nuns practice. The middle courtyard is a large courtyard. There are several fine houses arranged in a row. It is a place for donors seeking overnight accommodation. . Several cold plums were planted in the courtyard. It was early spring when the cold plum blossomed, and the fragrant fragrance floated in the courtyard.
A Tsing Yi little Ni approached, and hurriedly greeted, begging to see the presidency of the hall.
The little nun folded her hands and politely led her through the moon gate to the host's chamber.
Chairman Yueyuan is a dignified and quiet female nun, twisting the beads with her hands, and staring quietly.
"The donor looks for the poor, but is there something wrong?" Yue Yuan asked faintly, perhaps as a nun for a long time, without a trace of mundane grief and joy, quietly.
"The little girl came to the host to become a monk for nephew!" Said quietly, softly.
She Yueyuan heard the words, but she was not surprised, but she was surprised.
小姐 "Miss, how do you become a monk?" Qingmei asked anxiously, with a cry in her voice. It seems that this incident has a great influence on the young lady. Think about which woman can be hit so hard. Even though the young lady is tougher than ordinary women, she is also a yellow girl.
Wu Qingmei couldn't help but whine and cried.
He gave a glance at the green plum, said nothing, faced the moon again, and said firmly: "The little girl was in misfortune, she was already dead, she just wanted to walk into the empty door, and daily prayed to the Buddha, but she lost her life, and hoped to succeed!"
The edge of the moon stared at Seser, his hands clasped together: "Amitabha, Hanmei makes incense and bitter cold places. The red face is in distress, and the donor is ready to face it calmly. It is better to live here temporarily for a few days, and meditate on the Buddha, if some time passes, The donor is still determined to become a monk, and the poor man is not too late to shave the donor. "
She nodded and agreed, she did not really become a monk, she just wanted to create the illusion of a monk so that the royal marriage could be cancelled smoothly, and the grandfather would never come to marry a nun.
Things have come to this point. In the eyes of the world, she is no longer a virgin woman. Going home at this time will only make the father and mother of unknown truth sad. Therefore, temporarily staying in the middle is the best policy. This was a long-cherished plan when he went uphill.
He thanked the moon and pulled the weeping plums, led by the little nun, to the last row of fine houses in the courtyard.
The cleaned-up room in the squatter house was clean. Secretly sitting in the humble house, watching the light fade away bit by bit, until the cold moon rose and the night came.
I looked back and saw that Ome was already so tired that she fell asleep on the couch. She had a slight make-up and looked like a slim boy. She walked out of the door and walked through the middle courtyard of Meizhi. She leaped atop the roof, her posture was light and graceful, and her cyan robe swayed in the wind.
There is another benefit to living in Ni 庵, that is to go out more freely.
Tonight, she is going out to find wind and warm accounts. Where the wind warmer often goes, Seor did not find the wind warmer and thought he was caught by the smokeless night. When Beidou and Nanxing were found, they learned his whereabouts.
Tong Nanxing met Sether, his eyes lighted, and told Sether that the things she had told him were done.
Bei Beidou said, but they did not complete it.
The matter has been so clear as to know naturally, and at this time I don't bother to care about them, just asking where the wind and warm are going.
"Feng Nuan went to Rouge House." Nan Xingguai said. Although he was also very interested in Rouge House, but since he followed, he was strictly forbidden to go to the Fengyue place. Tonight, Feng Nuan went boldly to the Rouge House, and he naturally wanted to show up.
"Rouge House?" Seser smiled sneer. Today, wind and warmth surprised her a lot.
"You two, come and see me at the Rouge House!" Secretly said.
Beidou and Nanxing suddenly widened their eyes and wondered if they heard it wrong. After confirming that it was right, Nan Xing jumped up in excitement. Beidou looked puzzledly, feeling that today, the boss and Fengnuan are a little weird. They have obviously broken the virginity of Miss Jiang's family. Shouldn't the boss now be beside Miss Jiang at this moment, using real emotion to affect her. How to take them to the Fengyue place? But doubts were doubts, and they obediently accompany Seser to the Rouge House.
Rouge House is the name of a building, but it is not an ordinary building, but a place where the emperor's grandson seeks pleasure.
The lake is clear, the water is surrounded by flowers and trees, and a zigzag rainbow bridge winds up to the island in the center of the lake. The high eaves on the island is the rouge tower.
The water in the lake is soaring, the Xinghe shadow moves, and the water moon reflects the cold smoke.
The sound of resounding bamboo sounded phantom.
The night is the time of sleep, but it is in the rouge floor, but it is the time of excitement.
In the lobby on the first floor, guests filled the hall, and on the high platform, a beautiful woman in a colorful dress was singing along with the sound of silk and bamboo.
As soon as she entered the building, four or five girls hugged up.
Women in these places of wind and moon, used to know people. At the first sight of her clothes, she knew that she was a son of a noble family, and that she was so pure and handsome that she could not help but impress them.
These beautiful women are embracing, whispering, so busy. Seorei had no time to pay attention to their embarrassment, and looked coldly around the hall for a week. No wind and warmth were visible, so they must be in the second floor elegant room.
"Sisters, have you ever seen a boy in black with a very cold face." Nan Xing asked with honey on his mouth.
"There are boys in black, and there are cold faces, but there are more than one. I don't know which one you are looking for, elder sister." Said with amusement.
"He is a stranger!" Beidou said, and he couldn't help sneezing again and again. There was a scent of fragrance in front of him, and he could not stand it.
"It seems that there is such a person, but he is handsome, but his expression is too cold. I see him enter Qiu Rong's room." A green woman Man smiled. You go."