After Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain

"I said that the person I like can fly!"

"Don't try to fool me." You Wuming forcibly stretched her face, "Xiao Sanguo, I'm not a fool like Han Shaolin!"

She must have talked to that old Hanzhou dog!

I saw her small mouth flattened, and her eyes turned red immediately.

You Wuming suddenly numbed her claws, and hurriedly brought her into her arms, lowered her head, and kissed the corners of her eyes constantly, fearing she would cry.

"Isn't it okay, why don't you cry, don't cry, I don't believe in you. When did I not believe in you, I believed in all the untruthful words I heard." He Whispered.

"Then," she burst into tears, "I'm going to tell you something I used to do, and you have to ask your brother to come in and listen together. You mustn't be angry."

"Uh huh." He responded perfunctoryly.

Black eyes rolled around, and he was thinking about it. As for whether he was angry or not after listening to it, he had the final say, but it would be a big deal to clean her up.

She led him and walked into the hall.

Yun Xuzhou and Sang Buzi were both awkwardly there, like two wooden stakes. He did not greet people to sit down!

Sang had a terrible headache, stepped forward one by one, and dragged the pair of awkward guys into the inner hall.

The four sat on the couch by the window.

Sang hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't know if my brother remembers what happened to me and Xiaoli that day?"

Sang didn't see her seriously, so she thought carefully and replied: "Some details may be different. There are a few deep impressions. One is that the ceremony is about to start, but you run Going outside to catch silkworms, it is easy to find people. One thing is, several states raised their relatives at the same time, including Han Shaoling. And the other thing is that since then, you will no longer be crazy and clean up your temperament. , From then on.

That's right.

Sang sighed far away: "When I was catching silkworms outside, I had already seen Han Shaoling. When he mentioned this, I remembered some feelings at that time. There should be no fakes. Dad once said, I Seeing Han Shaoling as a personal change, it wasn't, and I saw him for the second time during the ceremony, at least it was a bit of a good impression, nothing else.

Sang Bujin slowly frowned: "So, what kind of girl Huaichun's temperament has changed so much that she is gentle and gentle for the sake of someone, but this is not the case at all."

"Not bad." Sang glanced far away at the faintly desperate complexion, gently holding his sleeve, and said to Sang not close, "Brother, look, I am desperate to You, now Have you ever seen my temperament change half-heartedly?

You Wuming's shoulders stretched, and immediately, very calm, looking out the window very casually, posing a look like "they are very boring", but it just exposed the tip of the ear that was gradually red.

Sang Bujin looked at Sang far away with some helplessness: "Sister...you are so open!"

Yun Xuzhou glanced at him coldly, and hummed: "If you have little fruit half refreshed, just fine."

Sang wasn't close: "..." The fair face began to turn red again.

Sang is far from summing up her brother's characteristics-when she is dressed as a woman, she dares to say anything and dare to do anything. Once he recovers from the male body, he is like a quail. I don't know how to cure this strange problem?

She shook her head and pressed down the old mother-like sorrow, and continued to talk about the story.

"At that time, I promised Han Shaoling's proposal, but I want to postpone the marriage period to six years later. Why are parents and brothers not objecting to such rude requests?"

Sang was really puzzled from this matter.

Sang Bujin was a little embarrassed: "Because no one took it seriously at the time, I thought you were a dodgy. I just took this as a shield and threw out the flies that came to the door one by one. At that time, who could I wondered, did you really want to marry Han Shaolin?"

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." This is to spoil her in the sky! Therefore, these six-year agreements, to put it bluntly just Han Shaoling's one-sided thing, Sangzhou did not take it seriously.

"Later, you shut yourself in the room and never play with me again." Sang Bu said, "I'm angry, and my father beat me up again. In the next few years, I rarely saw you and sent you things. They were all taken into the storeroom by you. I've seen them secretly. You don't even take them apart."

Speaking of the past, Sang didn't get close.

Sang Yuan was also very uncomfortable in his heart. The day before yesterday, I engraved 'Sang Bujin is the Tortoise King! Also fall off the steps! 'S sister, the next day, she was born like that.

Sang Bujin secretly pointed the corner of his eyes with his little finger: "This year, Han Shaolin came home to raise relatives. Speaking of the six-year contract, neither my parents nor I were very satisfied, because he had married Youyingyue five years ago. We are afraid You have to suffer in the past for marrying. But you have to marry, so you have to marry. Who can think of it, you are almost separated from each other. Little girl, if you really go, I don't know how much I'm with Auntie and Auntie. Sad."

In the last sentence he said sadly, Sang Yuan also shivered from his body, and sadness came from it.

If she didn't come back... everything, would she have to follow the path of the book? Sangzhou was destroyed, everything in her was replaced by dreams and worries...how can the undead under Jiuquan close their eyes? ! If she was reading the book at the time, she knew that all those things happened to her parents and relatives, even if he was in hell, she would surely crawl back!

What happened? !

Her breathing became a little unstable, and her mind was turbulent.

A big hand suddenly grabbed her. With the palm of her cocoon and long fingers, she grasped her slender and soft fingers firmly. The temperature and breath that made her feel comfortable surrounded her, and she quickly calmed down.

Looking sideways, the arrogant guy still looked out of the window, his chin tilted slightly, and it was dragged down.

She couldn't help raising her lips, her emotions calmed down completely.

She did not intend to tell Sang not close to what happened to her.

At one point, she didn't figure out what was going on, and she said that she was troubled and let them take more care. Secondly, it is difficult to say whether it is artificial or some unknown power. It is better not to involve more people as long as you are not capable of it. In the third place, if you know more people, you will be more likely to fight the snake.

After thinking about it for a moment, she asked, "Do you remember my brother, and after the ceremony, have I seen anyone alone?"

Sang Bujin remembered for a moment, and slowly shook his head: "After the ceremony, your female family went to the apse to receive the blessing. I wonder if the mother will remember-little girl, did you remember something? Did someone hurt you?"

He frowned, and his eyes grew sharper.

Sang shook his head far away: "I don't remember what happened. But I know that I will definitely not let someone who meets for the first time waits for me for six years. I'll ask A Niang first."

Sang Bu nodded, took out the jade jade that was in contact with Mrs. Sang, and gave it to Sang Yuan's hands.

Yujian quickly connected.

Speaking of and after the ceremony, Mrs. Sang still remembers.

She said: "At that time, the female relatives of the ceremony all went to the apse together to receive the blessings of the Temple of Heaven. An Niang kept watching, and nothing special happened. If you were alone, then only the Temple of Heaven You said a few words. Later, your dad came over and talked about someone mentioning something to us."

Sang Yuanyuan: "Is it just so short?"

"Yes," Mrs. Sang said, "It's not just a kung fu before and after. I remember your dad came in, you looked a little trance, when you mentioned Han Shaolin, what did you say at that time-'If he is really interested, still Please wait for me for six years'. I think you are tired and talking in dreams, but it is not taken seriously."

Sang Yuan settled down: "Aniang helped me find out who the people were in the apse at that time, and the identity of the Temple of Heaven Son."

Mrs. Sang responded one by one and broke the jade jade.

The Temple of Heaven is almost a Qin Tianjian, located in the imperial capital, and is mainly responsible for the metaphysical affairs such as sacrificial blessing and fortune-telling. The Temple of Heavenly Son is a simple dwelling, and the royal sons will be sent to observe the blessings during the adult ceremony and wedding of the royal family.

In this way, the most suspicious person is the Son of Heaven in the Temple of Heaven that day.

At this moment there is no other clue, can only wait for the news over Mrs. Sang.

There was a moment of silence in the temple, and suddenly Sang was approaching the guard to see him.

Sang wasn't close, wondering: "Come in."

I saw a brave man with a tower-like eyebrow smiled, trotting in, and handed a baggage to the low table in the couch.

"Shizi, this is what you have asked thousands of Dingzheng Wan to let his subordinates keep it and prepare a gift for Yunzhou Regent!"

Sang is not close: "?????!!!"

When he got out of the car, he said casually and asked the guards to bring things in for him, but he didn't say that he would come to Yun Xuzhou!

The guard squeezed his eyes at him very thiefly and ran out of the smoke. This means: Shizi, I can only help you get here, bravely confess it!

Sang Bujin stiffened into a wooden sculpture, reaching out to grab it, but Yun Xuzhou took a step before him and grabbed things into his arms.

She raised her eyebrows: "Oh! What a gift, is there a reason for regret?"

Sang is not close: "No, no, I..."

Yun Xuzhou smiled: "Okay, I know you are thin-skinned, I will go back and see for myself!"

She held the baggage and happily left.

Sang is not close: "..."

With a weak, helpless gaze, he glanced pitifully and lifelessly.

You Wuming smiled all over her face, completely ignoring Sang's approach for help, and took Sang's distant hand straight, taking her out of the palace.

There was a huge courtyard under the stone steps, he grabbed her hand and took her under a huge linden tree.

"Brother's thing..." Sang looked back to Yun Xuzhou on foot.

"Nothing." You Wuming badly smiled, "Anyway, it will be used sooner or later."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." She was speechless.

He stared at her for a while.

Suddenly stepped forward, pressed her against the tree trunk, and touched her forehead with her forehead.

"Little Mulberry," the dark, deep eyes fixed on her, "If it were me, as long as I responded to you, I would have done it. Mo said six years, it would be the same for sixty years. No matter how many years. Just You speak."

She froze for a while.

At first, she thought he was still eating Han Shaoling's vinegar and deliberately compared him.

Soon she reacted.

Judging from Mrs. Sang's and Sang's recent recovery and the fact that she was in a state of affairs, she actually had some harbingers before the accident.

She knew she could return after six years.

Therefore, You Wuming is giving her a promise at the moment. In case of unfortunately encountering such a thing again, he will wait for her until the promise of her coming back.

Her vision suddenly blurred.

My heart and nose were sore and sore, and tears fell like broken beads.

She dare not take this topic.

"Cheater," she rushed into his arms, shouting at him with a crying voice, "You didn't say you would watch me closely, and you would never let me have an accident! Why do you say these unlucky words!"

Youming: "..."

He patted her on the back in a hurry and coaxed her awkwardly.

She grabbed his clothes fiercely and said, "Have you seen the brown sugar! I will stick to you like brown sugar, no one wants to tear me apart! I won't leave you, I won't let you die!" Heard no!"

"Good." You Wuming deliberately pretended to look sad, but the eyes were already laughing.

"Now I can only wait for news from A Niang." Sang rubbed Yuyou for a while, tilted his head back a bit, and looked into his eyes, "Promise me one thing, after getting the list, can't help but Ask Qinghong to kill all the people on the list."

You Wuming: "... When did you learn mind reading, Xiao Sanguo?"

An annoyed look in my mind.

She leaned on his shoulder and pressed her forehead to his body, giggling while she wiped her tears.

He has always been an unscrupulous person, and has been used to solving problems with killing all these years. Faced with such a big threat, if he is soft-hearted, then he is not worthy of being a worldless demon king.

After smiling for a while, she looked up at him with a small face: "The people who will appear there are close and important people. If you kill them, A Niang will hate you all her life."

"I know, I know." He didn't open his face arrogantly, "Oh, such a trivial matter, I will check it out for you, not to injustice an innocent."

"Well, you are the best!" She did not mean her praise.

You Wuming slowly turned her eyes to her: "I will listen to you again later."

Sang Yuanyuan: "?"

He grinned badly, hugged her up and strode towards the inner hall.

"Yu Wuming! Brother watching it!"

"Leave him alone!"

As soon as he looked up, he saw that Sang Buzi was standing like a ghost above the steps, watching the two of them quietly.

You Wuming looked surprised: "Sang is not close, why are you still here."

Sang is not close: "?"

You Wuming said: "Aren't you worried about the safety of Yun Xuzhou's life? The magical dew will kill you if you use it too much. Are you afraid of her blind use?"

Sang Buhui took a long breath of cold air, lifted his clothes, and ran away.

Youyou raised her eyebrows proudly, striding meteor into Sang far into the inner hall, kicked the door of the hall.

Sang was so nervous that he couldn't breathe, and his hands pulled on his shirt, and he was hugged to the cloud couch.

He bowed his head to kiss her forehead, and then pointed her nose with long fingers, feeling that she stiffened her body stiffly, and he could not help laughing.

"Stupid fruit." He pecked her lips. "How can I move you outside. In this place, leaving your taste, your breath, isn't it cheap Han Shaoling?"

A pair of dark eyes are very clear.

She stared at him stunnedly: "So what did you just say...Let me praise you for being amazing?"

Youyou laughed smugly and proudly: "Little Sanguo! You are thinking about something unscrupulous in your head! Powerful, of course, it refers to cultivation! I want to take you to cultivation, where do you want to go!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

"Xing Xing Xing," his eyes narrowed into a slit, kicked his boots, and crossed his knees on the couch, saying, "It will definitely satisfy you when you look back. Don't worry. Wait for leaving Hanzhou."

He held out a finger and pointed: "You asked for it! Don't beg for mercy!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Shameless. If he has the ability, don't buy the magical dew!

This night, Sang was still close.

He brought back the bottle of Bai's Magical Dew, a lush and red face, like a persimmon that had been overcooked. I don't know how he cheeked back the gift he sent. I dare not imagine how he told Yun Xuzhou not to wipe the lotus fat on his face...

Overnight.

The next day at dawn, a melodious horn sounded outside, and the golden drum was beaten out of a muffled sound, the atmosphere was both grand and festive.

There is no need to participate in the morning ceremony. Those who are interested can go to the altar to observe the ceremony. Sang Yuan and his party were naturally not interested, listening to the lively voice outside, and dazzled to noon.

The banquet officially began, and the waiters respectfully invited the distinguished guests from each state to the banquet place.

Han Shaoling returned from the altar to Wangcheng. He was followed by a group of beautiful women, like a bunch of multicolored clouds.

Sister Bai, Queen of Qinzhou, Zhao, Zhou, and Qizhou have one or two people-these are the most interested in Han Shaoling's wife. They got up in the middle of the night and followed Han Shaoling to the altar to observe the ceremony.

Sang looked away from afar, and he couldn't help but stunned.

According to the plot of the original book, after Han Shaoling captured the small escaped wife, he tied her firmly to her side, and when she sacrificed to heaven, she stood at the position of Mrs. Zheng and slapped a group of noble ladies.

Today, Han Shaoling is standing on the left with Youyingyue and Qin Wushuang on the right. The wife who wanted to come and escaped was locked in a small black room.

Sang was a bit clear.

The power of Bai Yueguang cannot be underestimated.

Han Shaoling, he fell in love, is actually the feeling of seeing this face in the mulberry field. That instant, that is the simplest and most sincere heart. What he fell in love with was his own feeling at that moment, and what kind of soul was contained under the skin bag he fell in love with was irrelevant.

Therefore, if there is Sang far, then she is naturally his first choice. If she was gone, he would have no worries.

It is because he loves the innocence of that moment, so the more'dreaming' Wumeng Wuyou, the more he can learn the kind of feeling he needs from him, and then he will spoil her, indulge her, and encourage her to be like A little girl is as carefree as possible.

In fact, what he was looking for was just the feeling of his own original heart. The simple beauty in just a moment, no benefit, no care, the beam of light that has been infinitely beautified in memory.

It's just a baby who lacks love.

Sang shook his head far and went to the palace with the crowd to feast.

Thirty fixed wife banquet, set up running water seats.

It was still in the main hall, but a bamboo tube waterway was purposely laid, and various dishes were filled in jade lotus petals. The fine wine is contained in a thin jade cup with lotus leaf shape. From time to time, it swirls gently and collides gently, and the sound of jade flowing from the jade is echoing gracefully in the palace.

It's a good tune.

Between the jade cups, I occasionally saw a pair of acacia flowers made of paired velvet fleece.

Each pair of acacias has a different color.

This is another interesting custom-the queen ladies take one acacia and put it on their heads, and the other one continues to float in the canal. If any son picked it up and put it on, it meant that he was interested in her.

If the two look at each other correctly, they will each take the acacia home and attach it to the gifts of the relatives to achieve a good relationship. If the woman is unintentional to the man, she throws the acacia on her head back into the canal, and the man can only return the flower to Qushui, waiting for the next loved one.

A wife's banquet can often bring together several wonderful couples.

Because of this, this custom will be passed down for thousands of years, and every time it can be very lively.

Han Shaolin first picked up a big red acacia flower and threw the other half back into the canal. His eyes were burning and he looked far away from Sang.

As the owner of today, he naturally enjoys the highest priority.

Usually, the owner's big red acacia flower will stay until the end. In this process, the women will secretly game to decide the outcome. Finally, the woman who picked up the red acacia was almost the heroine of today. The royal woman is noble. If she has picked up the host Hehuan but was abandoned by the host, it really becomes a laughing stock all over the world. No one will risk it. This risk.

Sang looked at the bamboo canal in front of him quite strangely.

The Qushui flows, only a glimpse of claws has been seen in ancient texts. When I arrived here today, I saw that the bamboo canal is transparent like jade, the spring water is extremely clear, and the jade lotus petals. Needless to say, when all kinds of fine wines flowed in front of you, the mellow aroma rose with the waves, and people could not help but want to taste each one.

Since Han Shaolin let the half of the red acacia flow down, his gaze has always fallen on the bamboo canal in front of Sang Yuan. This is also the default rule. He made it clear that she liked her the most at the moment. If someone else picked up his acacia in advance, it would be uninteresting.

Sang Yuan is concentrating on tasting food.

This is a very easy banquet, no rules are required.

Countless pairs of eyes stared at the big red acacia, watching it come to Sang Yuan's vicinity.

Qin Wushuang, who seized the position of Han Shaoling's right hand, couldn't hold back. He coughed and said: "Sang Wangnv looks very good today. I want to be with Youzhou Dynasty a few days ago. It's harmonious and pleasant to get along."

The happy atmosphere suddenly stagnate.

Sang glanced at her from afar, and before speaking, he saw You Yingyue on the left side of Han Shaoling jumped up and hung her eyes: "Why, envy and jealousy? You can save yourself, my brother can't look at you like this!"

Qin Wushuang almost spit out old blood: "What do you mean?"

You Yingyue sneered with her arms: "literally. There are so many young talents here, you don't mention anyone, just mention my brother, is that interesting to him? Gee, you can't see it, you can't see it, the Queen Qin actually I also have a crush on my brother! Hey, this is not uncommon. Brother Wang was born so handsome, with extraordinary strength, and it is normal to attract people's dreams! Right, Queen Qin?"

Qin Wushuang's tears came out anxiously: "I don't have..."

"Oh?" You Yingyue pretended to have her eyes raised. "Are you saying my brother is not good?"

Qin Wushuang was so scared that his face paled: "No, I...I..."

Han Shaoling sighed and coughed, saying: "Madame, don't make trouble. Queen Qin's daughter is strange, Yingyue is used to joking, heartless words, don't have to worry about it."

You Yingyue skimmed her lips and glanced at Qin Wushuang proudly. I thought that I was too clever, and I made a siege for Wangsao. I also patted Brother Wang's ass, and I could look at Qin Wushuang's face.

Sang smiled far away and continued to look down for food.

On the first day of dealing, she discovered that You Yingyue was the kind of silly to say, but occasionally the IQ tree would 'ding' the lit player. Youyingyue knew that among these women today, Qin Wushuang was the biggest enemy, so she seized this opportunity to buckle a hat that secretly loved Youzhou King on Qin Wushuang's head.

Although everyone knows that this is not the case, in this way, if Han Shaoling chooses Qin Wushuang again, it will become a joke across the board.

Who said this golden peacock is stupid?

She is very refined.

With a few words of kung fu, Han Shaoling's scarlet acacia has drifted in front of Sang Yuan.

Everyone couldn't help holding their breath, staring at Sang Yuan's hand.

She was about to get a crystal duck tongue. He Huan blocked his hand and was called downstream by her screaming.

Han Shaoling: "..."

Queen ladies: "Hoo..."

At this time, the master's acacia has become an unowned thing. At the same time, the princes and daughters sighed together, and they regained their spirits, watching the position of the red acacia quietly, observing who had the intention to shoot.

The princes were very stable. When Hehuan arrived in front of her, she was just inadvertently talking to the people around her. When it drifted past, it appropriately showed a little regret.

When he was young, Han Shaolin's acacia flowed through the circle.

It was the turn of the king ladies.

The queen ladies who were not very interested in the position of Mrs. Han began to pick out their favorite colors and picked them out of the canal and wore them obliquely in the temples.

Sister Fengzhou picked two of them first, and then stared at the other half of the canal, and looked at Sang, who was not far away, hoping that he would be interested in their flowers.

They opened their heads, and many kings and princes began to take out the prepared things quietly and placed them in the bamboo trough in front of them. This is called 'gifting'.

Is to add code to himself.

Putting the paper on the silk, it means that more people get married. Putting out gold leaf is a gift. The beautiful jade is presented with the gifts of Gu Yujing and other spiritual creatures that promote cultivation.

Qin Wushuang's face slowly came back.

Seeing the "giving ceremony" link, she couldn't hold back once again, staring at the empty bamboo trough in front of Sang, and said in a manly way: "Sang Wang's female face is peerless, and she is really confident. But it is not necessary. Maverick, right? Everyone has to give a gift, don't you let it go! Could it be that you added it, is it your own rich experience?"

Qin Wushuang knew she was jealous, but she had no way to not be jealous-all the men around her were peeking at Sang Yuan. The woman could take away all the limelight without saying a word. This scene made Qin Wushuang The soreness at the bottom of my heart couldn't hold it at all, and kept coming up to the throat, flushing his head with heat, unable to control his mouth.

And she has another important purpose, is to grab everyone's attention, and then throw her trump card!

As soon as such harsh words came out, the scene was silent for a moment.

Sang hurriedly caught his lifeless backhand. When he glanced his head, he really saw a grin on his lips and looked at Qin Wushuang's eyes already looking at a dead person.

She squeezed his hand, shook her head at him, and smiled softly: "Look."

Although she only hurried through this episode, she still knew what had happened.

You Wuming grinded her lower teeth, lowering her eyes to gather her murderous intent.

Everyone subconsciously looked at Qin Wushuang's bamboo trough.

Youyingyue's IQ tree does not light up when it is bright, which happens to be not too bright. She couldn't help jumping out again: "Yo-ho! Qin Wushuang, don't you not show it too! What's the matter, you mean, you are also very experienced?"

This is what Qin Wushuang waited for! She just wanted to slap her face once and revenge.

She smiled, took out a small golden shell and proudly threw it into the bamboo trough in front of her, "Who said I would not be rude?"

Kimbe!

Rao is a royal family with a high degree of demeanor and can't help but take a breath.

Qinzhou is rich in spirit mines, and the technology for manufacturing Lingyun Divine Soldiers and Spirit Armor is first-class. The equipment of excellent quality is expensive, but it is definitely worth the money. If the equipment of Jinzhou can allow soldiers to be equal, Qinzhou's superior spirit storage equipment is enough to let the soldiers' strength rise to the ground, and one enemy is ten!

A good trading partner with Qinzhou can receive special shellfish representing a distinguished identity. You, Han, and Sang States have always been holding copper shells, and they can enjoy a 10% discount in trade. Tiandu and Dongzhou, however, are holding silver shells and enjoying a 40% discount.

There is only one Jinbei, holding Jinbei, you can purchase Qinzhou's Lingyun equipment at a very low price of 20% off! For thousands of years, this golden shell has been firmly held in the palm of the Qinzhou royal family, and never died.

Unexpectedly, today Qinzhou King actually raised this heavy code to Qin Wushuang!

This only means one thing-how optimistic is Qinzhou King about Han Shaoling!

As soon as Kim Pui came out, all the people in the room had their throats dry.

Even Han Shaoling's eyes were straightened.

Such things are naturally unavailable. If it is robbed, not only will Qinzhou not recognize it, but in an instant it will become the enemy of the whole territory.

Sang stared at the golden shell from afar, recalling the follow-up plot, his lips could not help but raised a mysterious smile.

After staring for a while, she turned her head, pursed her red lips, and said with pride in the voice that only both of them could hear, "Mine!"

His black eyes spoiled for a moment and chuckled, "Your."