Golden Age Legitimate Fei

31. Shu 颚疈 颚疈 first met

"Li Wang, are you dissatisfied with the future king of the king?"

The whole second floor was silent, and even the squatting downstairs seemed to be very far away. Everyone stared at the place where Yeli was far ahead. A teenager in a brown dress firmly grasped the wrist of Mo Jingli who extended to Yeli. However, everyone present, including Mo Jingli, did not see where the boy came from. Mo Jing Li stunned the young man and quickly stared at the source of the sound. Ye Li did not go to see the person who stopped Mo Jingli, and when the voice sounded, he turned his gaze to the straight plain back of the stairway.

People only noticed that this person is not a good-looking attire. It is not a chair of a restaurant but a wheelchair with a good style. Just because he came early, the side of the side was blocked by a half-man high vase, and not many people noticed this. He seemed to be looking down from the carved railings to the downstairs lobby. Until then, he turned his head slightly and let people see the handsome face. He raised his hand in the wheelchair and the wheelchair slowly turned to face everyone.

The man in a wheelchair is in a common cloth, but there is no decadence and stumbling of people with general disabilities. Even the person standing in front of him still seems to be a little shorter than him and can only look up. There is a kind of person who does not need Huafu Baoyu, does not need the power of the heavenly guards like the cloud, as long as he is there, he is above the existence of everyone. The man’s half-faced Yan Junya Qing Jun has a self-contained Qingwei. The frosty mask made of a material on the left face, which is made of unknown material, covers the entire left half of the face but gives a mysterious feeling of wanting to explore, even if it is certain that it is embarrassing. Scars.

"Ink, repair, sly!" For a long time, Mo Jingli finally spit out three words.

The words "Mu Xiu" seem to have magical power, so that the people who have been stunned have finally come back, surprised to see that this has not appeared in people's realization for many years, even in a wheelchair. The king of self-determination. The men who looked at the eyes and completely different from their imaginations, who had long been accustomed to the idea that Ding Wang was a crippled waste, suddenly remembered how dazzling the boy had ever been. The ancestors who once set the king's favorite, once was the envy of the entire Chuchu boy. His literary talents and the world's first young champion were called double-walled. He was martial arts, such as his ancestors' general tactics like God. At the age of fifteen, the countries of southern Xinjiang were invincible. He used to have the most beautiful and talented woman in Beijing to be a fiancée, and the talented woman was a world-famous woman. However, his good fortune seems to have suddenly ended from the age of eighteen. The only brother who died of illness, hurriedly inherited the predecessor of the king of the king to re-enter the squad but almost lost the sand and lost. Although the young man turned the tide, he paid a price that could never be erased. Seriously injured, disfigured, and disabled with legs. It seems that God is still not enough to attack this arrogant son. Three months later, the unmarried wife who had been married and loved was dying. From then on, only a handful of talents in the capital could occasionally see the figure of the king.

If you say that the ink repairs in your youth are fascinating and radiant, they are dazzling like a fire. Then, after a few years, he is like a jade-like warm and gentle side, like the calm and elegant water. And how much pain has it changed in the meantime, and how many people know?

"Jing Li, I haven't seen you for many years. It's a good time." Mo Xiu looked at Ye Zi, who was staring at himself, and turned his eyes to Mo Jingli.

Mo Jingli had a stiffer face with a lack of expression, and hardly said: "How is this king, it has nothing to do with you."

Ink did not agree with the nod. "How do you want the king to have no plans to control it, but... even if you don't want to pay attention to your identity, it's best to pay attention to the identity of others."

Mo Jing Li Jian's eyebrows wrinkled, looked at the face of Ye Liu revealing a hint of embarrassment, waved and clamped his own teenager, looked back at the ink repair: "You want to be her for the first time? Ink repair, you should not Really look at this woman?"

"You know, your eyes and eyes are a world of difference." Mo Xiuqiu did not get angry, even a touch of smile on the face, "In addition, disrespect for the future king of the king's house, Jing Li Are you sure you want to do this?"

Mo Jingli’s face sank and squinted at the glass. Disdain for the ink repair sneer: "Ha, the future master of the king's house? Ink repair, you are sure that you are talking about this woman?" Ding Wang Yu and the king of the king's house for the royal family It is totally different concepts. If you only want to be a king, you can still be irrelevant, but if this woman is really in charge of the king's house... Mo Jingli suddenly found that it was a big mistake for the emperor's brother to refer this woman to ink repair.

"His Royal Highness, please pay attention to your words!" The brown teenager who retreated to one side stared at Mo Jingli.

Mo Jingli snorted and did not say that he immediately turned and went downstairs. The Qixia Princess, who was next to him, looked at the situation in front of her eyes with some doubts. She frowned and quickly chased it up.

The good play was gone, and many people who were irritated by the information they got today also left without a problem. After a while, the rest of the entire second floor was only Ye Li, their table and the ink repair table. Ye Liu’s helpless smile in his heart will definitely be very lively in Beijing.

"Cough, I have seen Wang Ye. I suddenly heard something to buy, and the kite will let you go with me." Hua Tianxiang coughed softly, and was very unpretentious and ready to run away.

Qin Zheng and Murong Ting also nodded quickly and saw that Mo Xiuyu nodded and agreed to go downstairs. When Qin Zheng left, he did not forget to cast a worried and encouraging look on Ye Liu. Looking at the pictures of my friends disappeared on the stairs, Ye Liu sighed a little funny. Shouldn't they think she is as embarrassed as any other girl? Well, in such a situation, seeing a fiancé who has never met, it seems that it should be said to be a certain degree of shame. After thinking about it, Ye Liu decided to give up such a difficult performance, looking up and looking at his own ink repairs. "Wang Ye, let's talk about a place. After all... here people still have to do business."

In the eyes of ink repair, there was a flash of an accident, and nodded silently. So the two moved to the elegant room on the third floor of Chuxiangge.

"Miss Ye... I am a little surprised." In the only room on the third floor, Mo Xiuyu sat down against the open window and looked at the Tsinghua girl who was not at all confused.

Ye Liqi smiled, "Wang Ye also made me a little surprised." If the man in front of him is the rumor that has become a waste because of disability, then it can be seen that the gossip news of the capital city is not reliable.

"So many years... It seems that Jing Li’s vision is indeed a problem." Ink repaired and sighed, and there was a smile in the warm eyes. Ye Liu smiled and said: "It is the attitude of Wang Ye that makes Ye Li sigh. In fact, I always thought that I would receive a second retreat."

"Are you not afraid?"

"Afraid?" Ye Liu looked at him with confusion and quickly reflected: "I will be as careful as possible. What's more, the emperor is like a mountain. Why not try to go forward with his disobedience, maybe there will be another light." ”

Ink repaired his hand and took off the mask on his face. The scar on the mask was immediately exposed to the front of the glass.

The slightly scarred scars did have some destructive aesthetics, but even the leaves that had been seen with broken limbs and broken bombs were not surprising enough. So she just blinked her eyes and asked apologetically: "Is this eager to scare me?"

Ink repaired a sigh, and the lips evoked a very shallow smile. "No, I don't really like to wear this." Even if the half face has been destroyed, but when he is alone, the ink repair is never masked. of. He is not a person who does not dare to face himself.

Ye Zi agreed to nod. "I don't like people wearing masks." It's hard to see people's expressions and thoughts through a mask.

Ink repair is dumb. The survey of the girl in front of the phoenix and the phoenix's many things, and what I guessed are completely different. Looking at the calm and beautiful face of the school, Mo Xiuzhen suddenly felt that Feng Zhiyao said yes, Ye Liu is indeed a very interesting woman, and is the best one he can choose. A woman who is very suitable for the future mother of the king's house.

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Hey... I thought for a long time or I felt that the first time these two people met would not have a fierce conflict between Gods and horses. Is it too dull?