But when he looked at his figure, Mo Shanghua's heart suddenly shrank. He thought that Yan Beicheng, the king of Yu, might be the man in black.
Action precedes thought. While Mo Shanghua is thinking about it, his body has been swept to Yan Beicheng's side quickly, and his right hand is a knife to his neck.
Yan North City didn't expect that the flower meeting on the road suddenly attacked, surprised, busy subconscious hand to block.
However, he was obviously not good at martial arts. As soon as he raised his hand, Mo Shanghua saw that he couldn't resist. He stopped the attack and changed his footwork and went to his knee socket.
Yan Beicheng didn't respond well at all, so he fell on the ground and covered his hips in pain, whining.
But after a fall, how can you be so weak.
The willow eyebrows of the flowers on the street frowned lightly. They really despised Yan Beicheng.
Though she thought so, her doubts did not diminish. She only felt that it might be a disguise.
Her first instinct has always been accurate, and the possibility of error is relatively small.
The most important thing is that she has seen the eyes of the cloaker. They are very complicated eyes. They will not be so simple. At present, they are just camouflage.
Yan Beicheng screamed on the ground for a while. Seeing that no one paid attention to him, he got up and looked at the flowers in the street discontentedly. "You're a woman. You're ugly. Why are you so cruel?"
The flower water Mou floats on the Mo to wipe displeasure, side once the MOU, don't go to see him, "if you don't want to see, go now."
"How can that be?" Yan Beicheng covered his buttocks and went to the bed. He sat down beside Mo Shanghua. "Tonight is my wedding night. How can I go. Moreover, if women are not the same in the final analysis, I don't think you are ugly, and you don't have to be too sad. "
Which eye did he see that she was sad?
And this one looks ugly, it is difficult to know that for women, this is taboo?
Mo Shanghua brow fiercely jumped, ten thousand years of quiet eyes color has been stirred with a bit of anger, "when did I say I want to get married with you? Don't you think I don't mind what you look like? "
Indeed, at this time, the two people's appearance is really no good, dislike who.
As Yan Beicheng passed by, he put his hand on the shoulder of the flower in the street and said, "I don't want to, but the night is short. How can I do nothing? Princess, let's go to bed earlier. "
Mo Shanghua glanced at Fang Mai's salty pig claw on his shoulder. He was more annoyed in his eyes. He didn't want to talk to him much. He directly pinched the acupoint on his wrist and grasped his hand tightly.
"Ah Yan Beicheng suddenly breathed out in pain.
With the flower standing up on the street, forced to also rise, "pain, you, you ugly woman, let go of the king."
The corner of vermilion lips of the flowers on the street stirred up a cold and willful smile, gritted his teeth and said, "OK, I'll let you go."
With that, she was directly pulling Yan Beicheng's collar with one hand and throwing him out of the window.
A bang.
Yan Beicheng's body suddenly took on a parabola shape, screamed and flew out of the window, lying on the ground in embarrassment.
There was no change in the eyebrows and eyes on the street. With a frozen face, he went forward and closed the ebony carved window heavily. He said in a loud voice, "since the Lord despises my ugly appearance, please choose another place."
When the voice fell, she put out the light and went back to sleep.
The next day, the news that Yuwang was thrown out of his new house by the princess on his wedding night spread all over Yuzhou City, just like dandelion sowing, and Yanbei city became a laughing stock of Yuzhou people.
And the parties on the flower, at this time is not slow bow porridge, a pair of worldly appearance.
Seeing this, a servant girl who was waiting on the other side said, "princess, I heard that the LORD was killed last night After that, I went to huajieliuxiang to connect them. "
The porridge in the flower bowl on the street is just finished. When he hears that the expression is just a light "Oh", he wipes his lips with a silk handkerchief and makes a series of gestures towards Qin ya to let her go out with him.
Qin Ya is deaf, but she can understand the sign language of Mo Shanghua. Seeing this, she nods her head and answers in a crisp voice.
Mo Shanghua gently nodded and straightened out some wrinkles on her body. Then she got up and went out, ready to go to the medicine pavilion to have a look.
Mo Shanghua has just stepped out of the room, but before he can get out of the side hall, he bumps into two concubines dressed in flowery clothes.
Yun Ji and Ping Ji squint and look at the flowers on the street. Yun ji takes the lead in saying, "this must be the princess's sister."
"The princess's sister is as easy to recognize as it is said." One side of Pingji see, jade finger light holding brocade handkerchief, to handkerchief cover lips and smile.
The irony is self-evident.
Mo Shanghua's eyes narrowed slightly and his voice sank slightly. "I think you two should be concubines of Ji in the mansion. You are concubines of Ji and you know I'm the princess. Why don't you two kneel when you see the princess?"The strong pressure in the tone makes yun ji and Ping Ji look at each other.
After that, he came forward and saluted, "my concubine Yun / Ping has seen the princess. Please send her regards."
"No gift." The flower on the street is delicate and precious. Turn your eyes to see Qin Ya behind you.
Qin Ya and Mo Shanghua have been together for more than a month. Now, with a look in her eyes, she also understands. She steps forward and smiles: "two ladies, please come inside."
After a while, a few people fell down. They were unable to go to the flower tray for the time being, so they asked Qin ya to serve tea to see what they were up to.
Yun took up the celadon tea cup, but he didn't drink it. He just put it in his hands, holding the cup in both hands, and said with a smile, "princess, we just met my sister for a moment, and then we lost our propriety. Don't blame us."
I thought that the flower meeting on the street would be accepted like this, but I didn't expect that, but she raised her eyes and gave a light glance at Yun Shi. She said without a smile: "Yunji, according to the etiquette, you should respect me as the princess, and He Lai's sister said."
Yun felt as if he had been slapped face-to-face. His cheek was burning with pain. After a long time, he pulled his stiff lip and said, "yes."
Face respectful, but the heart has been a villain, with a silver needle on the thousands of times.
Seeing this, Ping's eyes turned and his lips were stained with a smile. "It's said that the prince went to the place of fireworks yesterday, princess. Yesterday was your wedding night. How could the prince not pity you so much?"
Yunshi suddenly like a chicken blood full of blood resurrection, pretending to sigh: "yes, this wedding night, how can the Lord let the LORD alone guard the empty room?"
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