Chapter 2498 The Storm of the Heavenly Dynasty

What is romance?

When a person wakes up in the morning, when he opens his eyes, there are ninety-nine roses, and I love you from the bottom of his heart. Then this person should feel sweet and happy, and even the air will feel sweet. This will be the feeling of any loved one.

But when faced with this kind of scene, Chu Tian strongly spit out a word:

Depend on!

Although the rain in the capital has not stopped completely and there is a faint mist in the sky, ten rows of red roses still thorns on Chu Tian’s eyes, and the Mei Duozhuo next to him is even more red, and his smile blooms like the scorching sun, indicating the brilliance and cleanliness of Miss **.

It also shows Princess Meiduo's passion.

"Chu Tian, ​​I love you!"

This time, Meiduozhuoma did not make a loud announcement like the restaurant, but smiled with her hands on her back. Although the voice was soft and romantic, her voice was almost spread throughout half of Qianlong Garden because of her clean voice. The brothers of the Shuai Jun were all stunned, and Feng Wuqing and the others were also stunned.

It was the first time they saw Mei Duo Zhuoma hot when they heard the news, so they didn't realize what happened at all. Only Shen Binger, who had learned about Mei Duo Zhuoma last time, realized that this girl was really a scheming fanatic, ran straight to Qianlong Garden to express her love to Chu Tian.

She briefly said about the last incident, and Feng Wuqing and others immediately laughed.

But no matter how much I smile, everyone still feels good about Medozhuoma's true nature. I have seen more men holding roses and begging women, but it is rare to see a beautiful girl showing her love heroically, and it is so warm and romantic. Nine hundred and ninety-nine roses, this kind of heart is really rare.

Feng Wuqing touched his head, wondering whether to go to Japan.

Although the Shuai Jun brothers did not receive the order to let Mei Duo Zhuoma enter, they dispelled a lot of vigilance against this little girl. Qianlong Garden had seen all kinds of people, killers, brothers, gambling kings, prime ministers, and beauties of all kinds, but they had never seen a girl who showed their love.

So they laughed very playful and kindly.

Meiduozhuoma does not forget to give back her smile, and also expresses her Tibetan thanks.

"Chu Tian, ​​I love you."

As everyone praised Meiduozhuoma, Chu Tian walked down from the building with a helpless look on his face, but he did not go out to see Meiduozhuoma directly. Instead, he looked at Yuntian who was about to dodge quietly, coughed twice and said, "Yuntian, go and get your junior sister done,,,,,"

Mei Duozhuoma and Baima Zaxi both practiced martial arts under Solang. Although they were not taught by Yuntian and Solang and had the identity of Wang, they were still a generation younger than Yuntian. It is not an exaggeration to say that they were Yuntian’s junior sister. However, in the face of Chu Tian’s request, Yuntian covered his stomach and said:

"Young Marshal, I was struck by lightning just now, my stomach hurts."

Chu Tian was furious: "How come he gets stomachache when he is struck by lightning?"

"The chop was too heavy, contagious."

The next second, Yuntian slipped away directly from the side door.

Keer also laughed: "Young Marshal, I like her very much."

This sentence directly blocked Chu Tian and asked Ke'er and the others to dispel Mei Duo Zhuoma. Maybe the two of them became good sisters after a few conversations. At that time, Ke'er and the others directly welcomed Mei Duo Zhuoma in. Chu Tian was afraid that he would have the idea of ​​death, so he turned his eyes to the other brothers.

Feng Wuqing and the others immediately ran away and disappeared without a trace, giving Chu Tian no chance to condemn him; but soon, everyone's room sneakily poked their heads out, looking at Mei Duozhuoma at the door, waiting quietly for Chu Tian's life to end after the rain and how to deal with this romantic girl.

Chu Tian looked at the empty hall and sighed that his brothers were ruthless and ruthless.

But no one helped him anymore, he still had to face Meiduozhuoma, so he tried his best to pretend to be serious, and then ignored the rain and mist flying above his head and walked straight to the gate. Before he could speak, Meiduozhuoma laughed first, as refreshing as rain:

"Good morning, young coach."

Then, when she pushed all the roses in front of Chu Tian, ​​she also picked up the most beautiful ninety-nine roses, with a bright smile: "Give it to you! May you be happy every day." Then she ignored Chu Tian's response and pushed the ninety-nine roses into Chu Tian's arms.

What Chu Tian wanted to say was instantly blocked by roses. After he exposed his head from the flowers, Mei Duo Zhuoma had already floated away and waved his hand cleanly and elegantly: "Young Marshal, Mei Duo likes you, so he sent a rose that symbolizes love, delicious cheese and goat milk."

"I hope you have a brilliant day."

After saying that, she used Tibetan gestures to signal Chu Tian, ​​and then left in a daze, without giving Chu Tian a chance to refuse. When Chu Tian looked up at this enthusiastic girl, Mei Duozhuoma in red was gradually drifting away, leaving only a cool figure.

That touch of redness dispelled the last chill of the rainy day.

Chu Tian smiled bitterly and glanced at the bright roses in his hand. This was probably the most ridiculous thing he had encountered in his life. He always took the initiative to attack women. Whether it was Bai Xueyi who was not in the world or the golden autumn rhyme that once hated him, Chu Tian was unstoppable,

But now he was expressed by a little girl, and it was a public announcement that he was still placing 999 roses in Qianlong Garden. I believe that after noon, the whole capital would be afraid that this interesting thing would be secretly discussed. When Chu Tian thought that he was the focus, he seemed particularly painful.

Later, he also found a jug of goat milk and a small bucket of cheese.

On it, there are six brightly colored scenes printed. It was the process of Meiduozhuoma brewing cheese in the kitchen. The last one ended with Meiduozhuoma's intoxicated and happy smile. Facing the clean and enthusiastic expression of love from the princess, Chu Tian completely felt his scalp numb.

"Wow! What a beautiful red rose."

Hattori Hideko came out from somewhere, standing beside Chu Tian, ​​sniffing the rose: "Now at 7 o'clock, Mei Duo Zhuoma brought 999 roses to show her love, which shows that she must have spent a lot of energy and manpower to prepare, otherwise how could so many roses come early in the morning?"

Feng Wu and Shen Binger also came over and picked up the card from the rose:

"Oh, there is another poem,"

Before she could examine the words on the card, Yuntian narrowed his eyes and looked at the cheese and sheep's milk and sighed: "Young Marshal, I have lived in Tibet for so many years and have relied on my master to eat a lot of special cheeses, but I have never seen such pure, mellow, and fragrant cheese."

Chu Tian turned his head and looked at him: "Aren't you struck by lightning?"

Yuntian smiled and kept the wind calm: "It's over! Young Marshal, I can guarantee that this bucket will be the most delicious and top-notch cheese in the entire Tibetan area." Then he shrugged and sighed: "Young Marshal is such a blessing, you can eat the cheese brewed by Princess ** himself."

"I believe this will be the eternal story in Tibet."

Chu Tian stared at Yuntian with wide eyes. He knew what the pure child was doing, so he spoke word by word: "Yuntian, don't think about going back and promoting this matter, otherwise I will ask Master Suolang to bury you in the ice and snow, and then see if you can still have a good story."

At this moment, Shen Binger smiled faintly: "It will definitely be a good story."

The card as white as snow was picked up by Shen Binger's slender fingers, and the voice suddenly became as gentle as feathers: "At that moment, I raised the wind and horses, not to beg for blessings, but to wait for your arrival; on that day, I built up a pile of mani not to cultivate virtue, but to throw the stones in the lake of my heart,,,,,"

That month, I shook all the prayer tubes, not for salvation, but for touching your fingers.

That year, I kowtowed and crawled on the mountain road, not for the sake of the audience, but for the warmth of yours.

In that life, I would turn mountains, waters and pagodas, not to cultivate the next life, but to meet you on the way.

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