The sky is bright summer on the banks of the Red River

After everything was ready, Ming Xia opened the aromatherapy ball wrapped in cloth, and still hung the aromatherapy ball around his waist, allowing the aroma inside to waft around with the movement of his body.

The city lord's room is very big, not comparable to the royal palace, but it will take Ming Xia some time to find the city lord's bedroom.Fortunately, there are relief totems of gods with wings and feathered tails carved on the wall. Based on this basis, Ming Xia quickly found the place.If you hadn’t been familiar with the customs of Assyria when you stayed in Xitai, the decoration totems painted on the rooms where men and women lived were different, so it would be exhausting to look for them hastily.

After leaving the West Terrace, Ming Xia's luck seems to have improved. I don't know if it's God's mercy, but the smooth journey made her feel a little sighed.At the same time, I once again reminded myself to be more vigilant.

In the cold night, Ming Xia stood at the door of the Lord's bedroom. After looking around, he quietly pushed the wooden door open a gap of one foot wide, and slipped in sideways.Standing at the corner of the door, looking around, only the sound of sound sleep can be heard.

Under the bright moonlight, Ming Xia was quite surprised by the scene that jumped into his eyes.

The situation was completely different from what she had imagined. In the neat and tidy room, the Lord City Lord was sleeping alone.Before coming here, Mingxia even prepared a few handfuls of confectionary powder. What she was prepared for was that when she sneaked into the bedroom of the city lord, he would sleep with his wives and concubines. She was worried that these frightened wives and concubines would ruin her life. plan.

That's fine for now, the plan should go well.Ming Xia lightly untied the aromatherapy ball tied around his waist, and held the aromatherapy ball in place, guessing that the fragrance was permeating the whole bedroom, then moved his steps cautiously, and walked towards the bed. The direction moved a few steps.The fear is that the city lord pretends to be asleep, and she herself will be tortured.

After about a quarter of an hour, Ming Xia put away the nearly-burned aromatherapy ball, and with a move of mental power, he moved out a large number of flower petals from the space that had been prepared a long time ago and almost filled the entire room. , and then stacked layer by layer in the bedroom of the Lord City Lord.Only at this time did Ming Xia boldly walk to the bed of the city lord.

As far as the eye can see, the person on the bed is a typical Assyrian feature, with curly hair and a large curly beard, three-dimensional facial features, a high nose bridge, slightly thick lips, and deep-set eyes with closed eyes.Ming Xia coughed twice unceremoniously, grabbed the feather fan prepared in advance with his right hand, shook the handle of the umbrella, mixed the cartilage powder in the palm of his left hand with the sound-absorbing powder, and fanned it to the door of the city lord who was sleeping soundly on the bed. Seeing him breathing in, Shicai held the fan feather in his hand, and knocked him awake with a little force on the fan handle.

The silver glow poured down the ground, and the cold wind stirred up the melting night.

Sleeping in a muddle, the city lord

The adult's dream was disturbed, he woke up and sat up without hesitation, suddenly, the blurred figure that caught his eyes shocked him, he raised his arm tremblingly and pointed at the person in front of him, wanting to open his mouth to speak, But found that he lost his voice.

"Master Ashur, hello." Ming Xia took the initiative to lift up the hood she was wearing on her head, and her silver hair splashed down, reflecting the cold moonlight and shining brightly. The two pupils shined together, and they were breathtaking: "I am Alina, the former great priest of the West Terrace. Goddess Alina heard the prayer in heaven. She sent me to ask, why do you want to imprison her children? Don't let them go." They go home?"

Hearing this, the face of the city lord Ashur suddenly changed. The fear and fear just now turned into fury. He pushed away the blanket in his arms, and was about to get up and grab Ming Xia, but suddenly found that his body was weak and weak. , unable to move.

Seeing his actions and actions, Ming Xia smiled softly and said, "This is in your dream. Look, how can there be so many flowers in your home? Look, Goddess Alina wants to express her friendship with the main god of Assyria. , and brought a house full of flowers, willing to be friendly with Assyria forever."

Lord Ashur's face was terrified, and he wanted to reach out to cover his heart, but the cartilage powder had fully exerted its effect, and he could not move, so he could only lean on the purple cushion covered with luxurious tassels half paralyzed on the bed.

Seeing this, Ming Xia bent down and grabbed the petals on the ground, then let go of the petals, letting the petals slip from her fingertips, and then continued to ask with a smile: "Goddess Alina sent me to ask Lord Ashur, why did you Imprison her children? Don't let them go home?" The petals of pink and tender red roses were like blood congealed under the moonlight, fluttering and slipping from Ming Xia's white to almost transparent fingers, floating in the air Leaving a strange arc, the beauty is thrilling, but it is also horrifying and heart-stopping.

"Goddess Alina sent me to ask Lord Ashur, why did you imprison her children? Don't let them go home?" Lord Ashur watched Ming Xia standing in front of his bed like this, his eyes were like torches. Looking at him, they repeated monotonous questions one after another with a blank face.He was already panicked, he didn't dare to breathe out, his heart was pounding, but he couldn't say a word.There was nervousness and pleading in his eyes, but Ming Xia pretended not to see, and continued to repeat that sentence coldly, finally, Ming Xia didn't stop until he fainted from fright.

"What a coward." Seeing the man fainted on the bed, Ming Xia pursed her lips, turned around and left without hesitation, and was about to return to the inn along the same route.

Ming Xia, who returned to the inn, changed into the attire of a priest, flashed into the space by himself, washed himself up, and continued to come out to sleep on the bed provided by the inn.This has just begun, it is the first step in her plan, and it will continue to be staged tomorrow night.Wait until dawn, and

We must continue to listen to gossip in the hall downstairs of the guest house to see how effective the pretense is.

Then again, after Ming Xia's mischief made people faint, she slapped her butt and went back to sleep. However, the city owner who was fainted by her was not feeling well.Although the sound-closing powder and cartilage powder will dissipate as soon as the time is up, but when Ming Xia left, he deliberately left behind an astonishing number of flower petals in the room, and it was these petals that made him wake up The Lord City Lord howled again.

This heart-piercing scream frightened all the servants in his family to stand there, all eyes focused on the direction from which the sound came.Several quick-witted house servants rushed over, but when the door was opened, blood-stained flower petals swirled out of the room with the airflow brought by the vigorous opening of the door, and the strong fragrance of flowers made several people cough endlessly.

When the slaves saw clearly what was going on in the house, the weird and imaginative news that the city lord's house cleared out a mountain of flower petals overnight has smoothly become the headlines of gossip in the market.

How to deal with such eye-catching petals is not an option, especially the city owner who has a ghost in his heart.When the King of Assyria, who was having breakfast in Ashur Palace, heard the news, he was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses, and said to the guard who delivered the news to him: "It's really interesting that this matter is still going on." , I am also very curious, later you will come forward to invite the city lord for me, I want to hear him talk about this with my own ears." After listening to the order, the guard retreated knowingly.

At noon, His Majesty the King, who had finished his work, saw the pale, sluggish, bloodshot eyes in the side hall of Ashur Palace, who was completely different from the past.If he hadn't looked at the city lord's mark ornament on his body, he would have thought he was old and dim.

"What's going on here? Paduval, how did you become like this overnight?" The King of Assyria looked at the person in front of him, his eyes widened in surprise, and he looked at him with a face full of disbelief.

"Your Majesty, I had a nightmare last night, and I couldn't wake up after that. When I woke up, it was dawn." Paduval, the lord of Ashur, replied in a secretive way, yawning from time to time.The Assyrian king who watched frowned.

"I heard that you had a mountain of flower petals in your house last night?"

"It was a joke made on me by my family. Children are naughty and ignorant."

The King of Assyria's eyes lit up immediately, he stared at Paduar thoughtfully for a while, and said: "Go back and rest for a while, after a few days, the Egyptian envoys will arrive, and you need to worry about it at that time." .”

"Put it down, Your Majesty, I will definitely settle this matter." Speaking of this matter, the sluggish expression of the Padual City Lord suddenly became excited.

Seeing Paduval's appearance, the king of Assyria didn't talk to him much, but picked up some important news to discuss with him for a while, and then sent someone to send him back to rest.

Egypt is coming to Assyria to propose a marriage, this heavy news, Ming Xia is completely delayed.She was worried about Sarah, so she didn't have the heart to pay attention to the changes in the general situation.When I was at Xitai, I would attend more or less, but I was never a political material. I spent so much time studying, and once again verified that the term "talent" is really well-founded.In Ming Xia's heart, she is a wild boar. How can the wild boar eat the fine bran, it is still suitable for her to return to the natural life in the mountains.However, this delayed news brought Ming Xia to another strange encounter with the man at the other end of the red line.

Life is always so wonderful, and magic tricks often appear in unexpected places.

For example, at this time, the plant-based hair dye that Ming Xia asked Sara to sell has already appeared in Ashur City.Although the tone of the hair color is relatively single, just a few colors, but it can't resist women's love of beauty and dressing up. It seems that in the past few days, a trend of hair dyeing has sprung up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain and is popular in all walks of life in the city. , with the city of Ashur as the core, it radiates outward rapidly.Simultaneously with this situation, not only Assyria, Sitai, Babylon and Egypt.