MTL - A Tale of Two Phoenixes-Chapter 11 Start reading

In Mumu Snow Garden, there is also a large area of ​​green bamboo and paulownia, and the branches and leaves are extremely quiet. The fallen leaves on the ground are stale. The feet are soft and the air is humid and fresh.

According to Chu Yu's guess, Rong Zhi was probably with the two people, and maybe more people who had come before. A group of people gathered in a dark room, and Rong Zhi sat in the center as a leader, while others surrounded him. Around him, there was a bad plot of conspiracy.

Bie Jia said: Hehe hehe.

Qi Yi said: So so so.

Xi Bing said: In this way, our treacherous tactics can get quack.

Hmm ... the above is purely Chu Yu's exaggerated and boring thoughts.

The facts were greatly unexpected. Chu Yu flashed into Zhumen like a thief silently, and after taking two or three steps, she suddenly saw that the evil axis in her imagination sat leisurely under the bluestone of a sycamore tree. On the stage, holding a roll of bamboo slips for reading. After Chu Yu found him, he also discovered the arrival of Chu Yu and raised his face.

Between the cascading green and green clouds, Yixuan Shengxue's tolerance was clear. Chu Yu stared at Rong Zhi, Rong Zhi also stared at Chu Yu. His dark pupils were bottomless, as if the end of the universe could swallow all the black holes, and like the highest mountain, the snow and ice that could never be attached.

She slapped her lips, Chu Yu turned back, she looked left and right, and did not see the shadow of the two people who had come in before, so she looked back to tolerance.

The two sat and stood one by one, and the ECG sensor flirted with each other over a distance of more than a square feet, but probably because of the insufficient conductivity between the two people, Chu Yu had no other gains except for some sore eyes.

I probably think that it is not good to be so slow, and I can't bear putting bamboo slips in my sleeves.

Tong Chuyu turned her back and walked towards the attic behind the bamboo forest. Since the two were not in the surrounding woods, they should be in the attic. Quickly walked out of the bamboo forest, Chu Yu lightly walked, this time did not disappoint her, two veiled screens in front, faint vocal voices came.

There was a slight sound behind him, and he tilted his head to see that Rong Zhi had followed him. Chu Yu raised her eyebrows and said, What are you going to do? Do you want to warn them? If Rong Zhi intentionally makes a louder voice, then it is just right that she has more reason to suspect that the conversations inside are out of sight.

Wu Rongzhi smiled slightly, blinked quickly, motioned to Chu Yu to follow him.

Looking back at Yue Jiefei, he has been following not far behind him. Chu Yuan settled down, holding on to the idea of ​​what Rongzhi was going to do, and walking lightly to follow him to the window. At this time, the voice in the attic had already Very clear.

When Chu heard it, Chu Yu was so excited that she thought she could catch something fun, but when she heard the conversation clearly, she was disappointed.

There are two nice male voices in the room, a gentle one, a faint and sharp, intertwined, and it looks very harmonious. Chu Yu looks inward from the window slit, but sees two figures in the room projecting on the ground, almost They overlapped, and the owner of the shadow knelt down at a table case beside the side window. They leaned on their shoulders and looked down at the bamboo slips spread out on the table case.

The quaint and handsome unknown young man was slightly taller, he stretched out his slender fingers and pointed to a bamboo slip somewhere, and said to Jiang Yan: "You just said, I don't agree, you see what is written here ..." This is followed by an argument for allusions.

Jiang Yan tilted his head, the sun projected from the window, hit the contour of his eyebrows and side face, and dyed the material softly. Although the spring light leaking into the house from the window was only a little, but now Jiang Yan, The whole person seems to be in the spring, which is very different from the appearance in the apricot flower forest.

The two were arguing about a problem in literature, sometimes explaining each other's arguments, sometimes listening to each other with a smile, and nodding slightly, but for Chu Yu, who didn't quite understand what they were talking about, she only felt that There seemed to be a pink dreamy mist floating around them.

气氛 The atmosphere is simply suspicious.

In the 21st century of the previous life, a culture popular on the Internet, called Yan Mei, is a novel story of two beautiful men in love. Although Chu Yu knows a little, but he is not addicted, but it is unexpected to go back more than a thousand years ago. Today, she saw a living broken sleeve.

Chu Yuyuan wanted to spy on the secrets of Jiang Yan and others, but now she did spy something, but it wasn't what she wanted, just like a husband who was going to catch his wife's adulterer and opened the quilt. But they saw two men rolling in bed.

This drop made Chu Yu very lost.

The content that the two of them talked about was too arduous and professional in literature. The more Chu Yu listened, the more confused and boring they became.

I thought so, Chu Yu inadvertently stood on the other side of the window, but saw his expression listening intently. He was born with a flirtatious look, and his expression was even more touching. The dark and moist eyes seemed to be like waves of stars in the night sky, tranquility, deepness, and beauty.

After a while, the two in the room seemed to be talking about contradictory points of view, and the voice of the argument suddenly loudened, so that Chu Yu was awakened. She looked at Rong Zhi and was still listening. Pointed and motioned for him to speak.

When they came to the forest, the two stood opposite each other. Chu Yu looked at him but didn't speak. After a while, Rong Zhi opened his mouth. He sighed softly and said, "Since the princess saw me, I also I can't deceive him any more. Yuan Yuan is not sick. I call him lying in bed and he is lying. "

He confessed frankly that Chu Yu also linked the handsome young man of Eguanbo with the name of Yuan Yuan after a while, which is one of two male pets who said they had not yet arrived.

Chu Yu chuckled lowly: "What a big shelf." She was quiet, sullen and angry. She couldn't guess her thoughts for a while, and sighed again: "Wu Yuan has amazing talents. These characters have only seen each other for a hundred years. It is inevitable that they have a good temper, and they are so embarrassed that they are so embarrassed that they have done so. Please don't punish the princess too much."

He didn't say anything, Chu Yu heard a haze. It was the first time she saw the distant past, and she didn't know anything about his life experience, character, or anything. She only stood by words of persuasion. From the point of view of knowledge, the two have different understandings, which also leads to a misunderstanding.

Naturally, Chu Yu would n’t ask what was going on, but only estimated that Rong Zhi was pleading for that distant distant place, and smiled at the opportunity: “Okay, I ’m not going to investigate, this relationship is sold to you, but do n’t let I found something like this. "

There is also a guess in her heart. Version 1. It is estimated that Yuan Yuan was a good-looking handsome guy who was walking on the road and was seen by the princess. She was rushed back to the house. This handsome guy had only a lot of money to learn and had a bright future. Unfortunately, After being watched by the princess, Jinjin's future was buried in the princess' bed.

Version 2: This Yuan Yuan and Jiang Yan were originally a pair of broken-sleeve models, but their looks were born too well, and they were dismantled by Princess Sanyin. They all came to serve her, and the lover was taken away to serve the enemy. .

Either way, of course, Yuan Yuan always hates the princess of Shanyin, but she can't help but talk about poetry, poetry, and poetry to dispel worries, or secretly meet old lovers. She held a banquet as much as possible If you can't go, don't go, it's best to pretend to be sick every day of the year.

She later learned that her guesses about Yuan Yuan, although not entirely wrong, were almost the same.