Jun Zhu

Because He Lianlian wanted to see King Geng away, she didn't go to court today, so she took some people to follow her to see him off.

"When you get there, you have to take good care of yourself, and I will entrust you to eighth sister to protect the imperial mausoleum." He Lianlian looked at Heliansi on the horseback and smiled gently, although it was just a superficial effort, she still had to do her best.

"Your Majesty, please do your best. Take care, Your Majesty." Heliansi smiled modestly, then turned to the lazy Dai Wang and said, "Sixth Sister, take care."

"Take care." He Lianchun came back to his senses and said solemnly, and did not look away until the other party turned his horse's head and left with his entourage.

"Go back to the palace." He Lianlian suppressed the smile on her face, put her hand on Ge Luo'er's hand, walked to the sedan chair, and then ordered the palace servants to get up and drive back to the palace.

"Heh." He Lianchun looked at the direction the pedestrian was going away, and smiled mockingly.

At this moment, a woman she had never seen before came over and stuffed a letter into her hand. After she read it, she held the letter tightly in her hand, good you Sima Jing!How dare you threaten this king!

And the man who sent the letter saw her gloomy face in the dark, a strange smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, he turned and walked towards the Han residence.

At this time, Fu Junzhu and the others arrived in Mingcheng not far from the capital than Sima Jing.

"Junjun, it seems that the front is very lively, let's go and have a look." Fu Junzhu said excitedly when he saw that the front seemed to be very lively.

"No." Fu Junjun said lightly, looking at the disappointment in her eyes, he couldn't bear it, so he pointed to the post house not far away and said, "Go and have a look, don't play too late, I'll go there Feed the horses some hay."

"I knew Junjun was the best~" A certain person's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he walked towards the crowd bouncingly.

As soon as he walked to the lively gathering place, Fu Junzhu saw a woman in white clothes holding a sandalwood fan pasted a piece of paper on the wall, and then sat on a chair and talked happily.

"Our Yiwen Publishing House has recently called for essays from a large number of literati. No. 1 can get a hundred taels of silver. Of course, don't be discouraged if you don't get the top prize. The top ten will have five taels of silver as a consolation prize. As we all know, our book club always publishes anecdotes. It’s a short biography of strange things, so the subject matter doesn’t have to be all about people, and everyone is welcome to contribute articles.”

As soon as the voice fell, the masses asked questions.

Onlooker [-]: "Bermson, when did you vote for that book club? Don't you stop talking about books?"

Onlooker [-]: "Hey, what's going on? If you don't tell stories, won't we be bored in the future."

Uncle grocery shopping: "Could it be that you have changed your career to be a book writer?"

"Stop! I'm just helping to put up a notice. How could I just give up the business of entertaining the public like storytelling? Besides, the stories I tell are all books from the bookstore, so I have to pay back no matter what." Bermuda opened his fan and blinked mischievously.

"Is there really only such a request?" Fu Junzhu took a step forward and asked.

"Of course, is this lady interested in participating?" She replied noncommittally, then shook her fan and smiled.

"Well, count me in... to hand in the manuscript in two days." Fu Junzhu said confidently, writing a short story in two days is more than enough. Thinking of the remuneration, her eyes flashed brightly, oh!This time I made another fortune!

On the snow-capped mountains opposite the sea of ​​clouds, there will be a few howls of snow wolves not far away.

As soon as Huofeng arrived here, he was shivering from the cold. After walking for a long time, he finally came to a cave and stopped.

"What's the matter here?" A handsome man in white clothes with a tear mole at the corner of his eye came out from inside and asked in a lukewarm voice.

"Qianyuan has been looking for you, and you still refuse to forgive her? If she knew that you were here all the time, how sad she would be." Huofeng and those cold jade and ice-shattered eyes met, eyes A trace of helplessness flashed in his face.

"Forgive? Unless the Wangchuan River is completely dried up." The man just sneered, summoned a snow wolf, and stroked the smooth fur affectionately.

"Yixi, don't you think this is too much! Isn't it enough for you to feign death and make her feel guilty for so many years?!" Huofeng frowned when he heard him say this, and sighed in her heart, Qianyuan...meet Yi I don't know if it's your fault or his fault.

"The person I love the most was killed by her. If I don't want her to die, that's the bottom line. What else do you want from me?!" Yixi's tone was sharp, and then he smiled mockingly, "You I sympathize with her and feel that she is very pitiful, so what about me... I have provoked someone! Ever since she appeared, unfortunate things have happened around me, she is a disaster!"

"...Is that so, her hair is all white now, do you think you are the only one who is saddened by Wanci's death? After Wanci reincarnated, she became a human in a new era, and that idiot Qianyuan arranged for her to cross over Let her go to you, but it is a pity that the wrong time and place caused other people's life to end in tragedy, and now it involves other people...

You think she is your disaster star, so what did you bring her? "Huofeng felt a little chilled looking at such indifferent Yixi, then turned around and disappeared.

"Axue, it turns out that Wanci hasn't really disappeared. It's great." Yixi knelt down and stroked Snow Wolf's head, tears flashed in his eyes, then he looked up at the sea of ​​clouds thoughtfully, I'm sorry, all my emotions were emptied at the moment of Wanci's death, maybe never seeing each other can prevent us from hurting each other.

At night, the moon is still as bright as ever.

The man in front of the door was still dressed in red. At this moment, Fu Junjun took off his mask and drank by himself in front of the moon. Occasionally, he turned his head to look at the bright candlelight in the room, his black eyes flickered slightly, and he lowered his head and took another sip of wine.

In the room, Fu Junzhu worked hard to write half of a supernatural lily essay, and then bit the pen to think about the next plot, but he didn't notice that his face was full of ink, although he really wanted to write about time travel But let’s forget it, so as not to be discovered by fellow villagers who have traveled through the army, come to see fellow villagers with tears in their eyes or something.

I have to say, Fu Junzhu is quite indifferent in terms of worldly relationships ==

"Nvxia Zeng and Sister Ma had a quarrel, so they must reconcile or something later, but how should I write the ending, get married? Swim in the beautiful rivers and mountains together? Or write something that is not suitable for children?" Talk to yourself, motherfucker!Sure enough, the pit that was opened on impulse will only detour into it.

"Is there such a character as Zeng Nvxia in Jianghu?" Fu Junjun walked in with a trace of doubt in his black eyes, and saw that her face was covered with ink marks, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. When she got closer, she realized that this person was actually writing a novel , "With your IQ, you can also write novels. You can see that your handwriting is not as good as that of a three-year-old child."

"You don't seem to write very well, do you? Your handwriting is even more abstract than Picasso's abstract paintings!" Sure enough, she immediately exploded, ouch!Poisonous tongue is the most annoying thing!

"That's better than your typos." Fu Junjun said without lifting the head of the unfinished article.

Then you still look at it so seriously!Fu Junzhu slandered silently in his heart, then turned around and looked at her with a smile.

"Junjun, what kind of ending do you want to write?"

"... Zeng Nuxia drove away Sister Ma because of the curse of the grievances of ghosts. If there is a chance to clear up the misunderstanding in the future, then live the life they want with Sister Ma. But are you sure someone will read your handwriting? ?" Fu Junjun gave someone a disgusted look after speaking.

"Junjun! You can't be such a vicious tongue! You hurt my heart by saying that..." Before Fu Junzhu could finish speaking, he was wrapped in a warm embrace, and a strand of long hair hanging down from the other side brushed against her. The neck made her feel itchy, and when she recovered from her flushed face, there was an extra pen in her hand, and her hand was held by a cold hand.

Fu Junzhu's face was as red as a tomato, she had never been so close to Junjun before, well, it's not bad to be fast.

"Follow my gestures to write. I don't want others to think that the people around me can't write even if they practice calligraphy." Fu Junjun's voice was faint, and seeing her daring to speak out, there was a smile in her black eyes. concentrated.

It turned out that it was because she was afraid that my mother would embarrass her!Tsk, I thought... Fu Junzhu twitched the corner of his mouth and wrote obediently along with his gestures.

The author has something to say: Suddenly, I really want to write something clear...Kesu...That is so powerful with a background=_=Okay, I'll just watch it and not talk ╮(╯_╰)╭

Lan Hou suddenly found out that Li Mochou and Guo Xiang are actually in love...but the former's character is not easy to grasp (~￣△￣)~

Suddenly realized... well, it’s actually nothing, I just have nothing to say [laughs]

Tomorrow there will be a female supporting role... Ang, I will follow this pattern in the future ╮(￣▽￣")╭

Happy April Fool's Day everyone╭(￣▽￣)╮

Good night ╭(╯ε╰)╮