Chapter 127

"Menger, how did you get here?"

It's like three years every day, but it's like three years every moment.

The quiet environment was broken, and the people of Qin and Chu gave him a sad look.

Zehe just found out that she was there, too. Ha ha, you have a good relationship with Menger

Wu Meng didn't even look at her. She stood up and said faintly, "do you want to go back?"

When they came to Xitang, their main purpose was to find Wumeng. Now that people find it, the war between Baiyue and Dazhou will not start.

It's really time to go back.

After getting along with each other, the people of Qin and Chu were somewhat reluctant to give up. They looked up and down at each other, which was quite disconsolate.

"Young master zehe, if the elders of the clan want to embarrass mengnu after you go back, you must move the king out. If not, come to the capital. The Lord will protect you. "

Prince zehe was deeply moved. Although Qin and Chu people were making decisions for his royal highness regent, he didn't feel wrong at all.

"Lady Qin, thank you for your timely advice. I didn't go astray. In the future, I will come to the capital with Menger Ding to thank you!"

The people of Qin and Chu don't know whether the young master zehe has made some agreements with his Royal Highness The Regent.

In her eyes, zehe is a friend who has been together all the way, and Wumeng is a girl who is eccentric but very likable.

The trip to Xitang is destined to make her unforgettable.

When seeing them off, they could not help crying. Qin and Chu people secretly said that they were older and could not stand the scene of parting.

Wu Meng stood in the same place for a while, then suddenly set aside the crowd and called the Qin and Chu people to one side alone.

Meng Yan injury is almost the same, and zehe you a word I a language of what to say. The prince's Royal Highness PI xiaorou talks to Zhou Ping without laughing. General Zhou looks up lazily at the sky. He can't be perfunctory.

When the Qin and Chu people look back, the witch dream is still like that, quiet as a sculpture, and flawless as a jade face, as if there were no fireworks in the world.

"Dream girl, what's up?"

Wu Meng didn't say anything. She suddenly put out a finger and touched her forehead.

The tragic situation of the second child in the restaurant suddenly came to my heart. The people of Qin and Chu were frightened, but they found nothing happened.

And sorcerer dream also just touched to let go, there is a touch of clear in the eye. Then he took out a small porcelain vase from his sleeve and gave it to her.

"What is this?"

Qin and Chu people's faces are uncertain. No one will be overjoyed if they are so puzzled by the Baiyue saint.

"Acacia is bitter."

But Wu Meng didn't seem to notice her complex state of mind and said the things in the porcelain bottle.

What's out of the hands of Baiyue saints, like bad witchcraft? The people of Qin and Chu are very secretive.

"What can I do with this?"

"There's something strange in your head that I can't see through. But should you like him? "

Such as thunder from the ground, Qin Chu people's mind exploded.

Strange things? Can she see the fairy?

"She should be aware of me, but it's not a big problem," the little fairy said darkly

Qin Chu people pinched the palm, moistened with sweat, she looked at Wu Meng: "what do you want to do?"

The sorcerer dream slanted a head, seem not to understand, serious way: "that thing doesn't want to harm you, I feel."

Most of them felt that the intelligence quotient of the Qin and Chu people was moving. The saint sighed that she had to spend more time explaining.

"Acacia bitter, give your sweetheart, he will like you."

Listen to Qin Chu people more confused, foreword does not match after language, this is to annoy her?

But somehow, knowing that Wumeng had no malice, he put the porcelain bottle in his arms.

"I don't know who I like. You... Well, zehe can understand what you want to say. Let's go. Don't keep them waiting

The Sorcerer's dream drooped his eyes, a little confused.

Since childhood, she has been cultivated as a saint. Her world has always been monotonous, with only black and white. I'm afraid that even if Mount Tai collapses in front of her, she won't make waves.

But there are always some people who make her feel surprised and make her doubt about the half of her life.

Just like the little prince in the family, he has been noisy since he was a child, and he always pesters her.

I don't hate it, and I don't like it. In a word, I'm confused. When the other party said that she wanted to take her away, she didn't object, so she really followed.

Clearly did not give him under the Acacia pain, he said that miss her, than was under the Acacia pain is also uncomfortable.

Another example is this silly woman. It can be seen that she clearly likes the prince. She sighed beside her for so long in the morning. Isn't it for the prince?

Since like, that give him under Acacia bitter, let him for the rest of his life can't leave her not on the line.

Why do silly women refuse?

The saint did not understand these people, but she felt her cold heart was broken.

The great Witch of the clan didn't teach her the truth. Maybe we can learn from these people?

"Menger, Menger, gone!"

The noisy child is crying again, but the bottom of the saint's heart is a little sweet to be missed. She walks over and answers him.

She saw that the prince, who was fond of the silly girl, was smiling narrowly and rubbed the silly girl's hair while others didn't pay attention.

Silly girl like a puffer puffer, look up to stare at him, finally have their own blush to bow.

Men and women in the world are really strange.

With her eyes closed, the saint sat in the carriage and asked herself not to think about it.

After all, it's someone she didn't want to do. I don't think I'll meet again in the future.

"Dream."

Fiercely, the palm of the hand was burned to the general, sorcerer dream hurriedly back.

I saw zehe's helpless look: "dream, dream, I'm sorry, I'm abrupt..."

Wumeng's fingertips trembled. Just now, zehe held her hand.

In more than ten years, never like just that moment, heart beat like a drum.

She finally, like a living person.

As the carriage moved farther and farther, the people of Qin and Chu wiped their dry faces from the yellow sand in Mobei and said, "Your Highness, it's time for us to go back to Beijing, too?"

His royal highness can still travel for a few days as a young man, but the Regent is a pillar of the Zhou Dynasty. Even with the support of Cao Shilang and Xiangye, the capital must be inseparable from him.

Meng Yan couldn't help laughing at the thought of how Cao Yan would cry after he went back.

It's time to temper that slut.

So he nodded his head and said, "if there is no accident, we can start tomorrow."

Meng Xu's face was hidden in the shadow. He didn't really see it. His voice was low: "Uncle Huang, is your injury OK?"

Meng Yan seldom makes mistakes in his eyes. He once told his staff that Meng Xu might not be a good nephew, but he would be a good emperor.