"What nonsense are you talking about?" Bai Lu frowned and looked at Shen Miao again: "Niang Ma'am, it may be a charlatan somewhere. Don't listen to his nonsense. "

Mo Qing also made a gesture to drive away the strange old man.

"Wait a minute." Shen Miao said: "it was boring all the way. Listen to what people say."

The old man again pretended to worship, and said, "madam, there is black air in her eyebrows. I'm afraid it's not good. At the end of the road, it's a bad omen. If this is the case, you can turn around. Madam, I still advise you that this is the way of the netherworld. Don't go. You can't turn back if you leave. "

"The more you talk, the more you exaggerate." "Who are you cursing?"

Shen Miao is good-natured. She has been in the state of Qin for a long time. Facing anyone in the Ming and Qi dynasties, she is as happy as her hometown people. Even if the old man talks nonsense, she is not angry. She just laughs: "thank you for reminding me, but I have to go this way. My children are on this road, and I have to go home."

The strange Taoist priest sighed deeply and said: "expected." He looked at Shen Miao: "meet by chance, give you a fate." After that, he took a red rope from his sleeve and went up to Shen Miao. He was stopped by Mo Qing. He had to give the red rope to Mo Qing. Mo Qing looked left and right, and there was nothing strange about it. Then he handed it to Shen Miao.

"This red rope is a thank-you gift from me to my wife. My wife tied it between her wrists to achieve her own destiny." He said solemnly: "madam, remember that the way of heaven is treacherous, and man-made is what matters. I can see my life, but I can't change my life. I'm not a poor person who can change my life for my wife. Heaven has the virtue of good life, and there is also fate when there is robbery. This red rope is asking. One day, my wife will find her own solution. "

After that, he laughed a few times, turned around and walked away.

However, the Taoist and God said a few words of prophecy, but they were very unlucky. The White Dew and frost were not happy. Bai Lu said, "Niang, don't take that strange man's words to her heart. It's probably that the brain is not very clear."

"Don't wear it, either." Frost also said: "strange unlucky."

Shen Miao, however, looked at the red rope from left to right. He felt that the red rope was very cute and inexplicable. Instead, he tied it to his wrist and said with a smile, "since it's a fate, it's also predestined to meet by chance. Just wear it. If it's fake, it's really more spiritual, isn't it better? "

Words are so, White Dew and frost is not good to say anything, Mo Qing to the front of the carriage team Road, then start again.

Far away the wind and sand almost cover up the figure of people, in front of the road, but there is no figure of that strange old man.

……

Then back to the Ming Dynasty and Qi Dynasty, but not like the Frost said "bitter sweet.".

The world is changing all the time, the situation will change, and so will the people's hearts.

As a queen, there is nothing special except this position. Sometimes when I think about it, I think it's even better than being humiliated in the state of Qin. In the state of Qin, those injuries were all on the surface, but in the Ming and Qi dynasties, they were in the dark, as if they had suffered a secret loss, and could not be said, but they would make people laugh in vain.

Shen Miao is sitting in the palace of Kunning, looking at some withered red sleeve grass on the table, and his expression is somewhat wanton.

The red sleeve grass was sent by Mo Qing. It was said that it was a rare spirit grass. It was very beautiful. It looked like a woman's sleeve in the wind, so it was named "red sleeve grass". But I don't know why it's withered recently. Shen Miao doesn't care about it.

It has been several years since Mingqi came back. In these years, she has not had a good life.

www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!