Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife

The envelope shows the plum tree, there is a cat under the plum tree, and a butterfly approaching seems to be trying to dock on the cat's ear with unspeakable spirituality.

The King's eyes are colder: “The King thinks it's beautiful. ”

Yu Heng couldn't help but rub his teeth: “Before, Your Royal Highness, you never liked to print on a letter. This envelope...”

Cheng Dung was supposed to be standing next to Hang. Hearing this, he lifted his feet, and kicked them in the past: “It's already beautiful. If his eyes are bad, go eat some fish eyes to make it up to him. Don't mislead the king here. Your Highness, the letter has been written. How about the old slave himself? ”

In previous correspondence, Old Qin always praised Mu Girl for how she was and how good she was. He had long been curious, but unfortunately there was no way to meet her in Guangxi. Now that she was in Kyoto, she had to see it for herself.

Wang shook his head: “Uncle Cheng, many people are watching Niyunfang now. It is inconvenient for you to go see Yunyao. I will invite Yunyao to come to the palace one day as a guest.” Naturally he understands what it means to be a duke, it's just that he's figured out a way to send a letter, and he can't let it get mixed up.

Cheng Dung sighed with regret and then raised his hopes: “Your Majesty has thought about it. When will Miss Mu be invited as a guest? See if the house needs major repairs. Speaking of which, the mansion has been built for many years, and many places look worn out. The grounds of the mansion are bad, and the scenery can't be repaired. Lao Nu heard that the ladies in Kyoto like the garden of Jiangnan style, such as the embroidery garden in Mausoleum is very good. Either you flatten the martial arts, plant some precious flowers and grass, dig a pond, plant some green willow, or learn to introduce a living water to the garden of embroidery? Raise some more big fish..."

Yu Heng photographed the footprints on his body and interrupted him with a loud voice: “Don't talk about it. Besides, the whole king's palace is gone. The martial arts are the king's favorite place. There are many people who train inside on weekdays. How can you say it's even? Besides, you still have to bring water to life, or dig out a river in Kyoto? ”

Cheng Dung thought beautifully, was interrupted by Heng Yi, the contents of the timetable, because of blindness of one eye, the face appeared a little strange, now there is no expression, as if it could stop the child's nightmare: “What did you just say? ”

Yu Heng hastily stopped his mouth: “Sung Dung, I... I was just kidding. I also think the Imperial Palace should be refurbished. ”

Chengdung nodded satisfactorily: "What do you think, Your Highness? Where's the Crown Prince? ”

Yu Heng shook his head. He only talked to Sung Duke. When did he leave?

Mu Yunyao watched the coat dance in the backyard. When she took her last move, she had to clap her hands: “It's beautiful. ”

The coat closed the long sleeves and slowly walked forward to salute Yunyao Mu. The honor was extraordinary: “Thank you, slave. Thank you, miss. Praise. ”

“Without so much courtesy, these days of practicing dance have been hard for you. ”

The coat shook her head hastily: "Yes, the lady rescued the slave from the fire pit. The slave's liver and brain were hard to repay for the lady's help. It was just practicing dancing. It wasn't hard at all. ”

Mu Yunyao sent Six Pairs to find her. In the previous generation, this woman was a famous prostitute in Kyoto, best at neon dancing. A pair of long seconds' sleeves did not know how many people's hearts had been enchanted, but later, at her most famous time, she threw herself into the river, because Old Lao forced her to receive you, she did not want to lose her innocence, she could only die once.

Mu Yunyaoben wanted to find a woman who was good at dancing, which was a coincidence. Once she heard about the fame of the coat, she asked Six Pairs to go to Huayinzi to help her redeem herself and take her to Neyunfang.

“It's beautiful enough to dance. You don't have to practice anymore today. Rest well. ”

“Yes, miss. ”

Mu Yunyao was about to leave, and suddenly he heard a slightly strange voice: “Guan Xiao, in the River Land. ”

Mu Yunyao looked up, but he didn't see anyone. He couldn't help but frown: “Who? ”

“Ladies, gentlemen are good.” Weird voices sound again.

Jinlan and Shi Shu quickly blocked in front of Mu Yunyao: “Who pretends to be a ghost? ”

The sound of fanning wings came, a parrot fell on a flower branch not far away, it was huge, bright red and green feathers, with a long feather crown on the top of its head, and as soon as it fell, it stretched its neck open and cried: “Shun Zhuan, in the river land, the lady, the gentleman is good. ”

Jinlan couldn't help but shout: “Does this parrot read poetry? And why does he have a pocket around his neck? ”

Mu Yunyao couldn't help but get closer: “Where did you fly from? ”

The parrot weighed Yunyao and flew from the flower branches to her feet, holding her chest and stretching her neck to read: “Guan Xuan...”

Muyunyao squatted down and reached out to remove his pockets from his neck to take out a beautiful letter. The letter had a kitten spring sleeping chart, which was particularly lovely, and next to the kitten, a little yawn was written.

Mu Yunyao opened the letter and saw the contents of the letter. He couldn't stop laughing and reached out his finger and gently touched the parrot's head: “What's your name? ”

“Hongyan! Hung Yan!” The parrot waved his wings and shouted.

Jinlan and others came around curiously: "Isn't this a parrot? What do you call it, hongyan? ”

“Yeah, that's a strange name. Miss, do you know what this means? ”

Mu Yunyao collected the letter: “Jinlan, go cut some fresh fruit and feed it to the parrot. ”

“Yes, miss. ”

Mu Yunyao went back to the room, measured the letter in his hand, smiled strongly in his eyes, many embroidered women went outside to see the lively, some people were curious, asked what the name of the parrot was, the parrot always answered the word "hongyan" very loudly.

Mu Yunyao gently touched the envelope in his hand, and remembered a poem in his mind: The Book of the Hongyan Passage, no thought.

Look, Jinlan has fed the parrot fruit, Mu Yunyao walked to the table to extract the paper, and wrote three words in the pen: OK.

When she wrote to Wang in Jingling City, every time she got a reply, the words were very brief, and now it's time to let him taste it.

Put the note in your pocket and hang it around the parrot's neck, then stroke its feathers: "Fly out and find your master. ”

The parrot fanned a wing and rubbed it at Yunyao's fingertips, quickly flying out of the fence.

Outside the wall, Wang raised his hand and caught the fallen parrot. He noticed that there was a note in his pocket. He couldn't help but be happy. When he saw what was on the note, he couldn't help but stand still: “Got it... just three words? ”