The white fox face has always been cherishing her words like gold, but it is hard to open the mouth of gold. Today, the prince of Beiliang returns and comes to see her as soon as possible.

Before they knew it, they had already said a lot, but they didn't know it.

Speaking of Chen Yu, this Yanzhi commented that the worldly beauty of "not inferior to Nangong" was eventually snatched away by the queen's urgent imperial edict.

Nangong Pushe naturally disbelief. With such a domineering person as Prince Beiliang, he dared to steal women from the emperor of the dynasty and dared to pat him for bricks.

How could such a person give the flesh that has reached his mouth to others?

Among them, Nangong Pushe did not ask about the mystery.

However, in his heart, he had a premonition that the emperor's harem would be in a state of peace.

The white fox stretched out his hand, and the prince pretended to be confused with his understanding and asked why.

Nangong beauty did not shrink her hands, but just stared at her.

Murderous aura, evil aura, domineering aura!

All three are available.

This is the master who will win the future world.

This tomboy was regarded as the highest martial arts in the future by the old sword god Li Chungang, and he firmly sat on Diaoyutai.

At a young age, you can regard the land gods as your own treasure.

In comparison, the so-called young heroes in the world are eighteen streets apart. During this period, there were countless bun shops, pawn shops, restaurants, brothels...

Comparing people with others will make people angry

Compare goods, just throw them away!

His Royal Highness, who had just been praised for his backbone, did not want to provoke her, so he reached out to find a secret book and handed it over.

This secret book is the twelve flying swords of the Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai'a, a killing technique that takes the head of a person thousands of miles away.

Seeing that she was so obsessed with her, His Highness rolled her eyes and said helplessly:

"If you ask me to do something today, you are the first person to live!"

After saying that, he didn't bother her and turned around and climbed up the stairs.

The white fox looked over the secret book in his hand, and looked at the handwriting, and it was usually known that it was made by whom.

He slanted his head and smiled silently.

Xu Qianqiu came to the top of the pavilion.

Li Yishan, a Wushuang scholar who was sitting upright and ill and became increasingly withered, was slowly writing something with a hard hair.

Half an hour later, he looked up and said slowly:

"The secret books collected by Xuanyuan's family have been sorted out. Nangong Pushe downstairs has put a lot of effort..."

As he was just talking, Xu Xiao carried two pots of wine and came upstairs.

Sit cross-legged, put the table table, and split the three green bowls that were originally stacked together one by one, and then poured them all over.

In the attic, the fragrance of wine is everywhere.

As long as there was wine, the incomparable national sage stopped talking and did not speak a word.

Green ant wine can be afforded by the people in the market.

After drinking half a pot, Li Yishan, who was slightly drunk, saw that only half of the pot was left, waved his hand and issued an order to expel the father and son.

The father and son looked at each other and smiled, stood up and left the top of the pavilion.

Li Yishan took care of himself, poured a small bowl of wine, and murmured: "Jiangshan".

Afterwards, drink it all in one go.

He also said: "Beauty".

Drink it all over again.

Another small bowl...

Subsequently, loyalty, monarch and ministers, spring and autumn, the world...

Green ants are strong wine, one by one.

Finally, I fell drunk and snoring suddenly started.

Xu Qianqiu and Xu Xiao, the two came to the top of Qingliang Mountain.

Father and son talk in secret.

The contents of it are unknown to outsiders.

The next morning.

Xu Qianqiu went to Wudang alone.

Yu Xiaolianhua Peak, near the Turtle and Camel Monument, sat in a daze, raised his neck, the sky was high and the clouds were quiet, and he looked at it for a long time.

Finally, I went to the secret room.

Return to Beiliang quietly.

When he returned to Liangzhou City, His Royal Highness took the opportunity to check out the shop selling beef sauce.

It's been closed.

The little girl who was stern to any guest was not able to see this time.

Haha or not.

This year, the 28th lunar calendar.

Xu Qianqiu took over Xu Xiao and went to the Bodhisattva Temple of Ksitigarbha alone, ringing the bell 108.

Lantern Festival, at dusk.

Every household is full of big red lanterns.

His Royal Highness went out to relax, and the white fox face actually took the initiative to accompany him, which was unexpected.

The two of them didn't go to the downtown area, but chose a secluded restaurant.

I went up the second floor and ordered some exquisite pastries, so that the waiter could warm a pot of rice wine.

On the first floor, there is a pair of granddaughters to talk about scholars.

The blind old man beats the bamboo board, tells stories, and tells the story in a leisurely manner.

A little girl with a pale face and skinny face sitting on a small bench, playing the pipa with her

The pipa is of poor quality and has a bad hand skills, which is far from being the sound of nature.

His Royal Highness began to drink and drank against the white fox face. The blind old man just finished a warm little music.

What he said is that the Princess of Beiliang beat the drum in white clothes.

Because the restaurant is remote, most of the people in the city are visiting the Lantern Festival Lantern Market at this time.

There are very few diners on the first floor, and the business on the second floor is even more bleak.

Xu Qianqiu and the white fox face each other, drinking wine.

After thinking about it, His Royal Highness waved and asked the waiter to send a bowl of warm rice wine to the grandfather and grandson downstairs.

The wine was delivered to the first floor, and the blind old man said something to his granddaughter. The little girl hugged the pipa, stood up, bowed slightly to the second floor.

The blind old man borrowed a stool from the restaurant and put the wine bowl at his hand. When he said that he was excited, he raised his hand to drink a sip of wine.

Speaking of Northern Liang, the sound of horse hooves, the spring and autumn, the smoke of wolf is everywhere...

Finally, when it comes to the Prince of Beiliang, he said that His Highness has been making trouble in the world recently.

On the banks of the Guangling River, the flying dragon is in the sky, destroying six thousand enemies, which is more powerful than the old sword god Li Chungang, and is more powerful and powerful.

On the second floor, Xu Qianqiu listened quietly, expressionless.

Perhaps it was because, in line with grandpa's ups and downs, the little girl seemed extremely troubled to play the pipa, with a red face and a weak ear.

After the blind artist came to his senses, he trembled and stretched out his hand, touched his granddaughter's head, and then reached for the wine to drink.

Only by touching it will you know that the wine bowl is empty.

The old man put it back on the wine bowl and smacked his lips. He was still unsatisfied, but he didn't feel that it was a pity that he had lost his wine.

Just muttered to himself:

"Old old man from Beiliang, Han Hu, today, it seems that he has drunk the heroic spirit of the river going east. It's such a good wine!"

After drinking, the white fox's face became drunk.

This girl has a bad alcohol tolerance.

The next day, when she woke up, Nangong Pushe subconsciously drew his sword.

Looking around, I was lying on a soft bed.
To be continued...