Legend of Hua Buqi

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Don't give up the plan in frustration. She guessed his age. Lian Yike's voice was like the wind, and it was like a wind blowing across such a short distance. His arms are strong, and she is as relaxed as a book. Listening to his tone, he should be very young. Why did he say he knew her mother?

Thinking about Lin Yike has stopped. He found a tall branch in the pine forest to let her sit, and leaned on the trunk three feet away from her. The tree was very tall, and I hugged the branches around me without fear. The snow in the pine forest fell, and a mass fell into her neck, so cold that she shivered.

"Very good, and can bear it without screaming." Lian Yike was close to her in a moment, and the cape was released around her. His light work is very good, and no snow has shaken.

He looked at his hand curiously when he tied her cape. Mo Ruofei's hands are as white as jade, and at a glance, he knows that he is a young master who respects and excels. His tail finger is the same as that of Brother Shan, with long nails, wearing an emerald ring, and has a beautiful beauty. Lian Yike's fingers are very long, the nails are cleanly trimmed, and the ends of the nails are half-moon pink and white, which looks very comfortable. Do not give up staring at his hand, remember these hands firmly.

Lian Yike jumped back and sat with Bufei two feet away. He looked up into the distance, Yuehua fell, and the brows that appeared outside were silent as night.

Don't give up and ask him quietly; "Can you talk to me if you bring me here?"

What does he want to say to her? From the cracks of the trees, you can see the Lingbo Pavilion, as well as the courtyard and eaves of Mofu. Do not look backwards, under the light of moonlight and snow, the trees behind are hidden in the shadows. "You sit across from me to see if there is anything wrong with the wood behind me?"

Lian Yike turned her head and looked at her without blinking. The keenness of not giving up surprised him. He suddenly remembered the alertness that she showed when she was locked in the fire room. She was never stupid. He said quietly, "I was just thinking, if you don't enter the palace, I don't see a good show, should I kill you now."

Without giving up, without fear, he smiled and said, "You could kill me in the yard just now, why wait until now?"

Lian Yike looked at her for a long time, leaning against the trunk lazily. He drew a jug of wine from his arms and drew a sip from his mouth: "You have always been so optimistic? If you were sold to a blue house or sold to a fifty-year-old bad old man to be an eighteenth house concubine, Instead of being recognized as a girl of righteousness by Mo Fu who is a big family? "

Was sold to Qinglou? Sold to a fifty-year-old bad old man as an eighteenth house concubine? Which is worse than the fool sold to the mountain? Bu Yi kept silent for a while and said, "I was fooled by a guest and killed by a bad old man. It's just a matter of life and death."

His whole body is covered in a black cloak, half of his face is exposed in light and shadow, and the other half is hidden in darkness. Her voice was very light, like a snowflake floating into the heart of Lian Yike. Only a little bit of coolness made him uncomfortable. He said slowly, "Are you disappointed if you didn't enter the king's palace to become a superior ruler? Are you disappointed with your father?"

Debut without blurting: "No!"

"Why? Is Mrs. Mo's daughter-in-law, Mo Gongzi's sister-in-law comparable to an upright lord? In Mo's house is the custodian, back to Wang's house is your own home. When you marry a wife and take the lintel, Mo's house is rich, and she is also a merchant flow."

Bu Qi smiled and said, "Maybe I can live safely in Mo Fu, and I will lose my life when I return to Wang Fu. When I was a child, I was raised by a beggar. When I grew up, I could have the situation of Miss Mo Fu today, no Dare to be too greedy. Either the prince ’s daughter or the young lady Mo Fu recognized, live best. "

"The blood of the Seventh Prince, why can't we go greedy and want a little more?"

Bu Shifeng replied: "Why do you care about me so much? Who are you my mother? You said you know her, what kind of woman is she?"

She did not want to answer him, and Lian Yike was unwilling. He pointed to the front and said, "It's beautiful!"

Do not give up looking in the direction of his fingers. The sky was clear, and no half-silk clouds were seen. A full moon floated in the sky, as bright as a mirror. Not far away is a shining star. Tree shadows, picturesque houses.

Lian Yike looked up at Haoyue and asked softly, "You are a very clever girl. Your life may be like this moonlight, and you will live peacefully and beautifully. Are you very happy? You don't need to beg, don't be a girl Look at people, do n’t worry about marrying a bad man in the future. "

This is the greatest happiness of ancient women? Eat and drink and marry a good man. Don't give up smiling and thinking, no, she is alive again, and don't want to live like this.

She narrowed her smile and gave a faint sigh: "It's such a beautiful scene, but unfortunately you have said it a few times, and you want to kill me. Maybe you will start someday, and also mention what is peaceful and beautiful to live a life. One day, be happy and count as one day. "

I don't disagree with the idea of ​​Lian Yike, and I can't see through his mind. Her experience never allows her to easily believe in people. At a harmonious moment, she also maintains her inner vigilance. She didn't want to die casually.

Lian Yike turned her head and saw the worry and anxiety in her bright eyes. Thinking of her teasing sword sounds in the fire room, he couldn't help but laugh: "What good is it for me to kill you? If you are a big devil in the rivers and lakes, I also have a chivalrous heart besides the violence. A 13-year-old abandoned child , I disdain to kill a poor man. "

Yeah, she's someone who doesn't even bother to kill. He disdain to kill her was a happy thing, but this disdain deeply hurt her. Do not give up proudly and say: "I am sorry! I can live on my own if I am not a Miss Mofu! Do you think I want to be a Miss Mofu? I did n’t eat and drink in Mofu! I ’m the lady who worked for them, and I ’m paid thirty-two silver every month! This lady! Since you dismissed your idea and did not kill me, refused to tell me why I came to see me and refused to tell me about my mother, I do n’t think there is any need for me and you to meet again. Let's go! Can you send me a tree? I can walk back! "

She looked at him stubbornly, her eyes arrogant like a wolf in the shadows. Lian Yike smiled absently: "It's really a little wolf. I didn't expect your mother's so gentle woman to give birth to your daughter."

After he finished speaking, he got up and jumped, took the waist that was not abandoned and fluttered down the tree, and sent her back to the courtyard.

Without giving up his cloak, he handed him a smile and said, "As a thank you for chicken legs. If this cloak is white, it can hide traces even more."

Lian Yike couldn't help but took the cloak and shook it apart. It's not surprising to see him wrapped in pure white from head to toe. Her face was reddening gradually, embarrassingly embarrassed.

"As a thank you for your suggestion. Mo House is not necessarily safer than Wang Mansion, be careful." Lian Yike left with a chuckle. Like snowflakes that instantly fell on the snowfield and disappeared without a trace.

Do not give up looking at the direction he left, and there was a longing in his eyes. If she has such a good martial art, how good she can fly out of the house like Xue at random, and can let herself be controlled by others.

The night was deep and cold. She didn't know how long she stood in the yard until she heard the chirping of her chickens and found that her hands and feet were frozen. Without abandoning his neck, he groped the nicks of the lotus on the copper coins and said softly, "Someday I will know who you are."

In such a night, people who can't sleep in Mofu have more than one.

The red candle lightly shook in the small Buddha hall deep in the inner courtyard, and seemed to feel the uneasiness of the owner.

Nearly forty years old, Mrs. Mo's skin is still fair and tender, and there is no sign of blessing in the body under his wide robe. But she knew that the look in her eyes was no longer purely naive.

"It's not the skin, the body, or the eyes that sell the woman's age!" Mrs. Mo said when she said the word "eyes", her teeth clenched tightly, as if squeezed out of her teeth.

Mobo, standing beside him, felt distress and pity in his eyes. He said softly: "My wife is not old, and she looks like ten years ago."

Mrs. Mo's eyes sighed: "Uncle Ying, Yishan is eighteen years old, and she is one day old and one day old. How could I still be Miss Yun's old lady in your heart?"

Mo Bo reverently replied: "In the mind of the old slave, his wife will always be the most lovely and beautiful lady in Feiyunbao."

The Guanyin Baolian dignified for the jade carving on the table looked at her with a smile for ten years. Seems to be telling her that Hong Yan is nothing but skin. She stroked her face blankly, looked at the brown robe on her body, and said sarcastically: "I can't wear the goose-pink dress, I can't comb the flowing cloud bun. I will still be the one who wore it in spring A lovely lady in a thin spring shirt hiding in the grassland and chewing flowers to eat? No, I am not beautiful anymore. I am just an old woman who eats and reads Buddha! "

She approached the table and slowly lit the incense in the incense burner. The green smoke curled up quietly in the hall. Mrs. Mo suddenly yelled and raised the incense burner offerings on the table. Turned around, tears were all over his face.

"Why did she enter my Mofu? Why did she want to be my righteous girl ?! Uncle Ying, I hate it in my heart!"

The bodhi beads in his hands have been touched for a long time, and all of them glowed. Those round beads squeezed tightly in the palm, and pressed hard against the palm. Like a small stone falling into the shoes, every step of the way is uncomfortable. She really wished for the strength of gold and steel fingers, and it was a pleasure to make them into powder. The beads and the nails painted with red cardinals are stronger, and the bodhi beads suddenly break. The round brown wooden beads fell on the mirror-like bluestone brick, shaking her heart.

Mo Bo sighed and leaned over to pick up a bodhi bead and put it on her palm, slowly closing it. He whispered: "The bodhi has no trees, and the mirror is not a Taiwan. Yi Shanjun is capable and filial. The son who can enjoy Sunfu is the wife!"

"How about me alive?" Mrs. Mo took two steps back, screaming softly, leaning against the table with tears in her eyes. "How can I bear her? Her eyes are exactly like that bitch! I am The most beautiful young lady in Feiyunbao, my son was a child prodigy since childhood. These are not enough for her to remove the eyes of the soul of a hundred lines! I only knew then that even the name of Yishan was taken because of that bitch! Ha He actually said that Yishan was as beautiful as Fangfei in March, so he was named Ruofei. "

The spring day thirteen years ago was so memorable. When she remembered her chest, she was so painful that she couldn't even breathe. She didn't see her son's pretty face like a fairy boy, and laughed that the world's women were not as beautiful as him. But that day Moruofei said that there was a beautiful woman in the mangrove tree that he could not match.

She comes from outside Cyprus and likes the beauty of Hongshuzhuang's autumn dyed Cotinus after marriage. When Xue Fei escaped from marriage and came to Wangjing, Hongshuzhuang chopped Huang Zhi and planted hundreds of flowers, only to smile for Bo Xuefei.

Mrs. Mo secretly ran to Hongshuzhuang. Xue Fei sat under a cherry tree reading a book, pink petals fell like rain, and a thin lush green shirt enveloped the squishy woman like fog. Xue Fei lifted up the petals on the pages of the book and flicked her fingers. When she looked up, her eyes were like a lake with golden sunlight shining, and she wanted to drown in it.

She looked at her faintly and inadvertently saw her husband Mo Baixing again. He stood sternly under the corridor, with a slight smile on his handsome face. How long Mo Baixing stood, she looked at him in the distance. That kind of eyes and such a fascination told her to burn a fire with all her internal organs, and her heart was black.

Jealous and mad, heartbroken. The moment Mo Baixing knelt begged her. He, the owner of the Tang Mo family, the master who controlled the world's money house, easily kneeled in front of her!

That year, the wealthy Jiangnan merchants decided to replace the Wangyuan Mofu's Fangyuan Bank, which set off a run-up trend. He came to the frontier for thousands of miles and asked Feiyunbao for help.

He did not soften his knees to the overbearing northern hegemon, and the long body Yuli stood in the Dragon and Tiger Hall and talked. Mrs. Mo made this appointment, Feiyunbao had his own rules. It was he who won the Pegasus and the enemy retreated. He personally promised his father that he would treat her well for life and never marry a concubine. Only then won her heart. Make her think that marrying him is not just a marriage between Feiyunbao and Wangjing Mofu. Let her regard Mofu, Wangjing City, thousands of miles away, as her lifelong happy home.

Everything ended on the spring day 13 years ago.

She thought that the whistleblower let the **** leave Wangjing and marry someone to cut off his beautiful thoughts. Mo Baixing even told her that he only regretted begging her. Since then he never stepped into her door half a step! She let Mobo secretly send someone to destroy Xue Fei's family, and she asked her to taste what it means to regret the pain of cone heart.

Very good, she died only one year after she married. She is gentle and considerate to Mo Baixing. She even patiently watched the portrait of Xue Fei he painted day and night.

But what about him? He fell ill in love and refused to take the medicine, even the living mind was gone. Shengsheng left her and ten-year-old Yishan! The coffin only wanted to take the little statue.

Mrs. Mo murmured: "Uncle Ying, he had only that **** in his heart! He walked chicly and walked happily. But he never wanted to leave my widowed child to be struggling by the Mo clan to get his money. Shan Qiqi, if not Feiyunbao sent someone to help. I can still hope to enjoy the blessings of children and grandchildren? Uncle, you tell me to look away, tell me to let go. Now I see the eyes of this little **** every day, How do you tell me how to look away and how to let go? "

The red candle responded with a burst of lights and made a porch sound. The lyre string in his heart broke the string, and only sadness, anger and sadness popped up. Mrs. Mo's tears were still wet, and her eyes grew sharper. She decisively took a bottle of medicine from the drawer and placed it in front of Mobo.

"Old slaves understand." Mobo sighed.

When he saw that he did not give up, he knew that after 13 years of peace in Mofu, the storm was rising again. The child didn't look beautiful. She hadn't inherited Xue Fei's three-point look, but her eyes looked like she was.

"The lady above the lobby didn't even show half of the clue. Why don't you want to take care of the whole situation and take her life? The young master took her back to the house and there was no way to do it. With her, the seven kings would never be afraid of the three points of the house. Madam You should understand the reason. This is why I advise you. "

The charcoal fire in the buddhist hall was burning red. Mrs. Mo laughed softly, feeling chilly: "Mo Fu is bound to have an confession to the Seventh Lord. Of course I will not let the Seventh Lord move his anger. This medicine will not let her die immediately. I hate it for ten years, I also Waiting for three to five years. Four years later, she got married and it had nothing to do with my house. I wanted her to die like a mother who seduce a married woman.

Mobo took the pill bottle and sighed: "It's embarrassing for the wife, to take care of the overall situation, this is bound to be the case. Do you need to let the young master know?"

"No need. Yishan saves her life in Tianmenguan to save her. Although Huabuqi is a **** that pleases the Seventh Lord, but he is still young, he may not be softhearted. I don't want him to be broken. This girl has a pitiful life, It's just that she wants to have eyes like that. "Thirteen years later, Mrs. Mo was cruel again, and she was exhausted. She knelt down softly in front of Liantai Guanyin and closed her eyes.

Mobo withdrew lightly and closed the door of the temple.

The moon moves eastward and the snow is still. It's been four more days, and Mo House of Nuo University gradually has an early vocal. Thirteen years ago, the Xue family was killed by a fire. He still does not forget that scene. Is he old? There is no cruelty in the past. Even a little girl yawned.

The cold wind swept through, and Mo Bo shivered, holding the medicine bottle tightly. Cutting the grass does not eliminate the roots. Is it possible for Hua Burui to know the secrets and destroy the Mo family with the help of the Seven Kings? He took a deep breath, placed the medicine bottle, and took his hands away with ease.