MTL - The Crazy Adventures of Wu Gate-Chapter 79 End of meal

Chapter Seventy-Nine

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The girl Dongxi, who loves to see flowers and blows car tires, is here again.

——No way, the main character of this story, my lady is gone, she must come to explain the aftermath, do you say no?

Closer to home, it has been more than four years since the mysterious disappearance of my predecessor, Li Shu Shangshu Qianjin Gu Qingqiao.

Well, you read that right, it was the former master, and my current master, Duan Wangye and Duan Yu, who are the best-known dazzling champions in the world. Dongxi, now I finally realized my life long wish, and became the first-class ring in the palace!

After the lady disappeared, Mr. Duan bought the old house of Shang Shufu that year and took us all our servants. Lord Duan, the master, assigned me to Ada-the chef Ada who received the inscription "Mr. Gen." from Miss Gu. In the second year after I married Ada, I had twins.

I had a discussion with Ada, and gave the two baby eggs a nickname, "Delicious" and "Delicious". I still remember that when Prince Wang heard these two names for the first time, he almost did not put his mouth Tea squirting out.

"... How do you get that name?" He asked me with a good eyebrow.

I bravely told him that one day the lady came back from the palace and said that there were a pair of twins named Rusi Ruzhi beside the Prince, so beautiful and beautiful as their name was, but she was careful. Then the lady said, Dongxi, if you also have twins in the future, you must call the name of the atmosphere. What is weaving? Is it possible to have big eyes? You deserve a popular, beloved name, I think it will be "delicious and delicious". Those who keep listening will never forget ...

As I said, Lord Wang laughed and his eyes were bright.

After laughing, the light in my eyes was gone, and it was slowly dimming.

It's been four years, and I often see the expression of Wang Ye.

He had just dropped me four years ago and often looked at me in a daze. At that time his eyes were like this, for a while, it was bright and dark.

As I wondered if Lord Wang had such a slight meaning to me, one day Ada suddenly blushed and came to mysteriously and said to me, "Dongxi, I think Lord Wang secretly loves me! He often stares at me! I read!"

A spit of blood spurted out and I almost got internal injuries.

Later, after careful analysis of the comparison between Ada and I, we have always determined that he is looking at others through us.

Wang likes to let Ada make braised pork, but he doesn't eat much, so he puts a small bowl on the table every time.

Bai Meng is filled with good pork belly, he sometimes takes a look, then lowers his head and slowly eats his own dishes.

The grandfather likes to let Ada sing "Lang Benlang Liu" to him, and told him to perform in front of the crowd several times. Everyone laughed and leaned forward and out of breath.

Wang Ye smiled, just grinned, and then gradually expressionless.

Wang often goes to Wangchen Pavilion, the number one restaurant in Beijing. He likes to pack the top floor there and sit there watching the moat.

"Do you know when the lantern is set?" He once whispered to me, sitting at the railing.

"Twenty-six, the first month?" I don't know exactly what he wanted to ask.

"Yes, it's not enough now." Wang Ye laughed and became as famous as before. "It's still a long time."

But I felt that there was something inexplicable in the smile.

What exactly is it? I do not know either.

The prince is still the prince, calling for the wind and the rain, giving whatever he wants.

I once saw him ask Xing Si for something, saying it was an inscription. Xing Si was crying and said with a long face, that he didn't know where he was left by his family members.

At that time, Wang Ye did not speak, but the flames in his eyes were astonishing.

So the next day Xing Si brought a tattered piece of paper to the door and carried three rattan on his body. According to Xing Si, because the inscription had been caught by chickens and **** by dogs, he did not dare to turn in and asked Wang Ye to plead guilty.

Wang Ye looked at the word for a long time, sighed, and let Xing Si go.

Then Wang asked the most famous master of frame in Beijing to frame the characters and hang them in the study.

When I went to deliver the dim sum, I carefully looked at the word, and I could discern a few words, "... love her ... meat and white meat."

The writing is a little familiar, but I dare not guess.

Later, I did not know where Wang Ye had heard the news, and bought some of the calligraphy and paintings collected by the master of the Xilingshan Secret Temple Abbey at a high price.

I went to see the sky-high inscriptions and found that the tone was familiar.

— "Hey! Master Manman was elected as the new temple leader!"

— "The sea sails by the helmsman, and the red sun is full!"

—— "Master Manman, Heng-yuan-xiang, Niu Niu Niu!"

One of the people I know speaks this way.

The full master relied on these words to make a lot of money, and Le's mouth could not drink for three days and nights.

I heard that Wang Ye wanted to buy the plaque from the quiet temple "Harvard College".

By the way, the most beloved thing of Wang Ye is a wok of boiling meat. Take it out and play.

The iron pot, after so many months of stroking, is as smooth as the purple sand pot.

One time I went to pour tea and found that Wang Ye fell asleep on the back of the chair like this, still holding the pot lid in his hand.

Taking a closer look, the lid was engraved with eight words, "The greatness of meat, the glory of meat."

Alas, for all these years, we all know what Wang is thinking about. He has never married a concubine.

But maybe he won't be able to hold back for years.

He sighed and covered him with a cape to keep him from getting cold.

In the back garden of Lao Shang Shu Zhai, there is a lady's coat of arms.

I often take melon and fruit snacks to see the lady over there. Although I know she is not dead, I ca n’t see her anyway, right?

The lady herself said that if one day she disappears, and I miss her again, I will build a dress for her. It can be regarded as a place to talk to her, which is known as "communication starts from the heart."

I still remember that she said at the time that she didn't mind if I buried some jade, gems, gold, silver or other treasures in the clothing crown, the more the better, maybe one day she could dig it out and sell it ...

Alas, is it possible that you have become a ghost? Miss's weird idea is more.

But the strange thing really came. About half a year after the construction of Yi Guan Tzu, some people said that it was haunted at night.

Although I was very brave, I was not afraid of the lady, so I bravely ambush in the yard, waiting for the soul of the lady to appear.

But it wasn't a ghost but a fairy.

The fairy was very beautiful, with a silver wire, ten fingertips, and an orchid mark on her face. I looked at him and thought he looked better than Wang Ye.

He came to the lady's coat of arms, squatted down, and looked at the tombstone quietly.

Occasionally he would use his long fingers to touch the words on the tombstone, and whispered in his mouth as if talking to the lady.

Then he sat on the ground, leaned on the tombstone, and looked up.

For a moment, an illusion suddenly appeared in front of me-the stone tombstone turned into a young lady with a smile, the white-haired fairy turned into a beautiful young woman with black hair, and the two of them depended on each other so that they could see the stars. The clouds drifted.

However, hallucinations are just hallucinations, like a dream that the wind blows away.

When the goblin left, a beautiful bouquet of flowers remained, and pollen exudes beautiful fluorescent light in the night sky, wandering around.

The dark sky is drooping, the bright stars wither, insects fly, insects fly, who are you missing?

Later, I went to Yi Guan Tzu again. There were always so many times when I met him guarding in front of the tombstone.

Every time, I quietly retreated, leaving Mr. Leprechaun and Miss alone.

I haven't told anyone about fairies, I'm afraid to disturb him.

Life is just like this, and the taste and taste are three years old. Mr. Wang arranged for Mr. Teaching to teach two little troublemakers. He said that this was the "preschool education" that the lady had mentioned to him before. Only in this way, two stupid birds would fly faster than other children.

I passed the study that day and suddenly I heard someone talking.

"... It turns out that the plum blossom mark has another meaning. If the branded person has no royal family ancestry, then it is the princess of Bian Mu, the only wife recognized by Bian Mu ..." A low, slightly husky voice was Xing Si.

The room was silent and no one answered for a long time.

Then there was a desolate sigh.

"Do you believe it? I would rather she came for the restoration of the country. If she really wanted to rebel then, that would be all right ..."

I stepped away and didn't keep listening.

I think of the purple box I found under the clothes of Miss Komatsu the other day.

The complex carved box contains a wedding dress with embroidered golden phoenix and blue wolf. The fiery red color is like blood, and the neckline is embellished with the most beautiful and largest gemstones, luxurious and grand.

I told Ada the look of her wedding dress, and Ada leaned her head and said, it ’s a bit like a shepherd wearing a wedding dress, I ’ve seen it.

Walking back to his own courtyard, Ada was cooking in the kitchen, delicious and delicious, running and jumping in the courtyard, singing the song I taught them—

It was another spring season, and catkins filled the sky.

The breeze was light and the peach blossom was red.

Who broke the Emerald Bridge and stained the small village?

The shepherd boy changed into new clothes, and Huang Zheng bent over with a smile.

This song was taught to me a long time ago by the lady. At that time, I was so envious of her that I felt she was beautiful and intelligent, had a good life, and a good future.

I have prayed countless times that God will allow me to reborn as a young lady like a lady, and I will have to be a lady no matter how bad I am.

But now, looking at Ada and delicious, I suddenly feel happy.

——The thrilling and thrilling is always unreliable, and it is true that the life is calm and calm.

Looking up at the sky, the sunshine outside the house is so good, warm and golden.

——Where did the lady go? Who are you with now? What kind of life is going on?

——What would happen if she chose not to leave and stay and live with us?

Sometimes I think so, but it's all foolish, it's "if".

Miss, prince, and that beautiful fairy, all these things are just a legend, a legend belonging to others.

The ebb and flow, flowers bloom and thank, maybe there will be more legends after the lady leaves, there will be more love and hate entanglement, lingering.

To me, to everyone, those will be a whole new story.

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