MTL - Addicted to Boundlessly Pampering You-Chapter 34

With the submission of the book of the Ministry of Housing, several bureaucrats of the same faction began to reconcile. Xueyun’s face is expressionless, and he looks at it all with cold eyes, while the snow that is lazy and standing on the side of the moon, but sullenly said: “Why, do you think that I have no strength to pray, and fight with Yu Yu?”

"Your Majesty, the veteran just thinks that now praying should be recharged, not asking for trouble."

"Trouble? You guys only know that the old guy who hides and enjoys is called trouble!" Coldly, the snow is not without jealousy what he should say. Suddenly, there was silence on the main hall. The ritual Shangshu coughed and looked at Hu Taishi and asked himself what to do next.

"The Ministry of Military Affairs, what do you say?"

Out of a handsome middle-aged man, this person was originally a shadow guard under the Xueyun singer, but he was promoted to this position with his outstanding talent in marching. The important official position in the DPRK, Xue Yun song has already accounted for two-thirds of the people, and the remaining one-third is in the hands of Hu Taishi. However, for Xue Yunge, they are just toys left behind when they are bored. Too quiet a life, for them now, it is simply not a life to die. No, everything from the world has become meaningless since the one who can contain them has disappeared. So now, what about playing with this world? If it wasn’t for the eternal life, and they didn’t die, they would have no longer lived. However, they searched across the country, but there was no trace of news. For a year, the desperation in their hearts has not found a way to resolve. There is still a glimmer of hope, and the hope of that person's return.

"The lower official thinks that as long as the military needs are expanded, the army is expanded, and some time is trained, and the battle with Chi Yu, I will not be sure that I will not be sure." After all, it is his own, the Ministry of Military Affairs is still thinking about his own mind. If you understand it, how can you disobey him? Even if the strength of the return to the present, it is indeed impossible to compare with Chi Yu.

"Your Majesty, this fact is absolutely impossible,,,,,,,"

"Swelling!" A loud noise, the opening of the family's book is lying on the main hall like this, a blood hole in the forehead is flowing out of the blood, it is broken. Everyone was stunned by the loud noise, especially the people on the side of Hu Taishi, who were stunned.

Above the dragon chair, facing a gun barrel that smoked, the snow that smiled differently was month by month, and it was careless: "Noisy!"

"Month, well, don't be fooled." It sounds like a blame, but it is full of acquiescence. Snow Cloud Song does not seem to see the dead family's Shangshu, by his younger brother Hu. However, perhaps this is not what he wants to do.

"How, now, is there any objection?" Coldly glanced under the temple, Xue Yunge held his chin with one hand, his eyes, but it was extremely cold.

"Your wise, minister, etc. have no opinion!"

"Yeah, yeah! I pray for a strong national strength, a little Xiaoyu, how could it be our opponent!"

"It’s a breeze to win the ambition and win the late jade!"

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Coldly screaming, Xue Yunge said faintly: "So, it was decided in this way. Three months later, attacking Chi Yu, this matter was all handed over to the Ministry of Military Affairs, Li Fu and the general, Xiao Ran, Xiao Ran, the master, Li Fu is Staff. No matter how you train, as long as the final result. Retreat!"

"Brother, this thing made by one by one is really easy to use!"

Mosuo's arms in the palm of his hand, the face of the snow is full of gentleness. Immediately, there was an upset, like an unsatisfied child. Looking at the snow cloud song, complained: "Brother, wherever I went, really naughty, I can't find her for so long!"

Appease a smile, Xue Yun song softly said: "Month, one by one in your palace, how, so forget it so soon? Yesterday, I made an appointment with you, to hide and seek!"

The beautiful face reveals a smile that suddenly comes to light. "Yes, I have to go back to the palace to find one!"

"Chilling, send the moon to the palace."

Fu Hanzhen, a woman dressed in a palace, silently stepped forward, "the slave knows."

Looking far away from my younger brother, with a simple smile, walking toward the palace, I can no longer see the figure. The smile on the face of Xue Yunge immediately settled down, and the bottom of his eyes was filled with despair and sorrow. One by one, you know that my brother is really going crazy without your days. Month, one by one, have you seen it, always thought that he killed you. Do you know that the month of self-blame, the frenzy and suffering in your heart? Do you know the pain and embarrassment in your brother's heart? One, are you willing? Are you willing to let your brother suffer such pain? Brother knows, you must not give up, then why don't you still appear?

The right hand gripped the position of the chest tightly, Xue Yunge bowed his head, long eyelashes drooping, covering the sadness of the fundus. They are now a kind of quiet despair. Perhaps, except for waiting, there is no other way. Do you believe in Qianya, no, just want to give yourself a hope, a reason that will not completely collapse.

The familiar atmosphere sounded in the ear, Xue Yun song eyebrows, put away the expression on his face, and said coldly: "Xiao Ran, what?"

"On the Lord, why should we attack Chi Yu first? At this moment, the emperor is missing. It can be said that the dragons have no heads, even if this news has not yet spread in the private sector. However, as long as we disseminate this statement, it will definitely make the people of the month happy. I thought it would be easier to first occupy the moon."

"Since it's easy, then, what are you worried about?" Not considering this problem, Xue Yunge looked at the slightly confused man and said: "Do you think that Lan Shengling is such a big person? Dare to come alone. In the snowy area, it means that he has already prepared for everything in the country. Otherwise, he disappeared, why did the state affairs of Haoyue proceed as usual, without any disorder? What's more, Haoyue is the most powerful country among the three countries. I will not do it easily without the guarantee of perfection."

"But Yu Yu,,,"

"I know!" Interrupted him, Xueyun song said coldly: "Xiao Ran, are you stupid? Or are you not sure about yourself? Chi Yu, but the battlefield of blood wing training, any army or individual, Only after the battle of blood will it be accomplished!"

"Lord, do you want to train the blood wing? Then, the weapon left by the lady, but it will be used on the battlefield?" The delicate face suddenly flashed the glimmer of excitement and bloodthirsty.

"That is natural. Well, let's go and prepare." Shake his hand in earnestness, and Xue Yunge gave the order. The bottom of my eyes is the unsettled loneliness.

One by one, my brother promised you, will be in Chi Yu, create a paradise for you. There will be a valley full of flowers, and there is a waterfall opposite the bamboo house. One by one, I will dance happily in the flower field, there are you, there are months, and me.

The long, jade fingers, tightly picked up, the beautiful man, the bottom of the eyes, has a cruel light.

Slowly moving toward the direction of the palace, I don’t know how the month is going. His emotions are often unstable, and those women who are similar to one-on-one may surprise the moon at first sight. However, often when the moon approaches, when you smell the strange smell, you will get angry and then kill. After that, , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

"what!"

"Help, save, sire, no, don't,,,,,,,,,,,,"

The woman’s exclamation and screams began to sound, and Xue Yun’s face changed, speeding up the pace.

In the gorgeous palace, Fu Hanyan stood quietly at the door, listening to the sound inside, but did not go in to see or stop. Seeing the snow cloud song coming in, respectfully squatting.

"how about it?"

"Fortunately."

Open the door, **** breath. Above the golden sheets, a woman with a shawl lie down, around her body, wounds everywhere, red blood, soaked sheets. On the other side, the beautiful man who stood still, the hands of the slender as jade were covered with blood. At this moment, his eyes were red, and he looked at the face of the woman who had died on the bed.

The painful and distorted expression still does not damage the woman's beautiful face, the thin eyebrows and the bright forehead, which is a very similar face to Gu. The snow was watching month by month, suddenly screaming and holding his head in pain.

"One by one, it is me, I am killed one by one!"

The snow in the frenzy suddenly began to slam, and the body kept hitting objects inside the palace, and the things that the men touched were also hit by the brain. The gorgeous clothes were cut and revealed a little **** wound, which was injured when he was self-harming. No one dares to come forward to stop him or discourage him. The emperor, his temper and moodiness, in addition to Yunhuang, and his brother Xiao Ran and Fu Hanxi, no one dares to approach him. Or, disobey him.

The snow is strong in the moon, and any of his actions are accompanied by a strong internal force, because the destructive power is also huge. In addition, when he tried hard, he did not care about it, and he did not notice it. The movements under the hands are more and more distributed.

As his face changed, Xue Yunge stepped forward and hugged his dancing hands and shouted: "Month, what are you doing? Calm down!"

"Brother, I killed one by one! I personally laid her down the abyss, she will never come back! I am ruined one by one! It is me,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, The snow is beautifully on the face of the moon, and it is already desperate. What else, will it be more painful than killing my own lover? What else, will it be heavier than taking such self-blame and remorse?

Seeing the sorrow and despair of the snow-seeing moon, the more and more deep, the snow cloud song took the opportunity to stand off, a hand knife smashed in the snow on the back of the neck, the front of the dark, the snow soft and soft in his arms. Fu Hanyu, who heard the sound at the door, rushed in. Xue Yunge picked up the snow and went to the moon, and told him: "There was handled here, the month was stimulated, the vitality was badly hurt, and you went to the secret room."

Looking at the younger brother who is sleeping peacefully, Xue Yun’s enchanting eyes are full of deep pain. Month, one by one is gone, you are like this, brother will not support you know? Even if he is strong again, even if he can be indifferent on the surface, he will be afraid, he will be embarrassed, or even powerless. A person bears all, he is a man, he is a brother, so he can't be weak. However, in such a helpless situation, he will be tired.

Covering his forehead, Xue Yun song's long hair hanging down, covering his eyes. The beautiful corner of the eye, but the crystal tears slipped. Please forgive him for his first and last weakness, the pain that can't be sustained in life. He really doesn't want to continue to endure. Just like this once, it’s good to be willful once, what should I do? Brother, really, miss you, miss you, but are you still there? where are you?

The rolling hills, the blue and greenery spread silently, and the vitality of the spring solstice has been slowly opened. A clear river, squatting down from the top of the mountain, glows in the sunlight. On the bank of the river, two figures, standing next to a pile of half-high-necked robes, tall men, holding a laundry basket in their hands, slamming against the clothes laid on the slate.

"Pick up, are you hungry?"

While washing her clothes, she is watching the woman who is indifferent to her. The woman with her head down and her face, shaking her head, long hair flying in the wind, floated to the man's nose. Itchy, some grassy taste. Breathing a meal, the handsome and stupid face of the child appeared red, turned his head, and stuttered: "Pick up, pick up, wash these clothes, afraid that it is also going to lunch. Today, Aunt and Miss Cui went out, we You can have a good meal."

The thick and handsome face reveals a treacherous smile. The aunt always deducts the daily rice grain and does not give it more. However, he knows where the aunt hides the rice. Moreover, he found that his body was very agile and could easily sneak into the aunt's house and steal things without leaving a trace. In the future, he will never worry that the children will be hungry.

A tall man, but doing the woman's cloak, the expression on his face and the movements on his hands are so skilled and accustomed. Laying slate, beating, cleaning and stowing, smooth like a machine. Sometimes, my nephew is wondering why I seem to have a lot of things, washing and cooking, cutting wood and picking water, it’s so easy. However, this is also good, you can do a lot of things, the aunt will not have an excuse to drive away.

The sun gradually rose and touched the sweat on his head. The man got up and put the placket on his back. Pulling up the woman's slender right hand, the palms' warm and smooth touch makes the man's mouth appear shy and simple smile. Picking up your hands, it’s so soft! I really want to keep holding this way, don't let go.

Carefully carrying the woman behind her, the big foot is kicking the stone in front of the road, and the mouth keeps telling the woman behind her. He can't see him, then he can tell her. Don't look at the face that never shows up, don't pick up children have never been happy. He didn't know what he had experienced, but he could feel her deep sorrow. Every midnight, he looked at her shadow of sobbing under the moonlight, and she clearly felt tears coming out, but forced to let it fall. It was so stubborn and fragile that he was so sad.

However, he was very stupid. He didn't know how to comfort her. Besides watching her silently and caring for her, she could no longer walk into her heart and let her show her face.

Pull the picker up to a chair and sit down, gently opening: "Don't go out of the way, I go to cook, just fine."

The tall man, wearing a scarf, began to get busy on the stove. Taomi, chopping vegetables, burning fire, cooking, and methodical movements, comparable to professional chefs. However, for half an hour, the three home-cooked dishes were on the table, and the children had a good meal and pulled the children to the table. The rice bowl and chopsticks were carefully handed to her.

"Pick up, what do you want to eat? Today, there are green tofu, fried wild vegetables and mushroom soup. Which one do you like to eat?"

I gripped the tableware in my hand and spit out a few inaudible sounds in my mouth. The strange thing was that my nephew actually heard it. With a smile, a chopsticks and vegetables were placed in the women's bowl. The thick man began to bury himself, and a few gobbled up. A bowl of rice was already simmered. I added another bowl and saw the woman in front of me take a bite. The good-looking eyebrows wrinkled and put down the tableware.

"Pick up, but the food is not appetizing?"

Not appetizing? Maybe it is, this kind of dish, she used to, she has never seen it. However, after a year, the daily rough tea is also used to it. But also, tasteless. The life under the fence, the harsh and indifferent treatment, the arrogant Luo Widow, the arrogant Miss Cui, her life, why have had such suffering. However, what else can you do? Even a normal person is not her, leaving here, only one dead end. This strange and familiar man in front of her gave her too much. Protect her, not being bullied and expelled; maintain her, give her warmth and stability. He couldn't see his hard work, but he knew that the scolding and humiliation that he should have suffered was that he had been quietly replacing himself. She can no longer afford too much, so that this kind man is embarrassed because of her. Because she understands that as long as she wants, even if she is desperate to die, this stupid big man will go to her. The feeling of being wholeheartedly protected is brought to her by a stupid man who is always bullied. The emotion in my heart is inexplicable. She is not a ruthless stone, and she does not realize his deep affection.

Shaking his head, swallowing the light and tasteless food, but could not see, the opposite man, the expression of perseverance on his face.

Everyone said that he was stupid, but he was just plain, but not stupid. The widow’s widowed treatment, the expression of sympathy and pity on the faces of the villagers, let him know that some things are not so simple. He lost his previous memory and was saved by the Luo Widows. He has since become her servant. I faintly think that there is something that should not be like this, but now, he still does not understand.

Just, picking up, he is very worried. If you are not always at your side, will you really do what? In the past, the aunt secretly threw the children into the barren hills. If it wasn’t for him to follow up, what would happen to the children’s end, he would not dare to think about it. Then, leaving the aunt's home, he alone, has no money, and has no ability to feed. It will only make her suffer and it will be even harder. Aunt can't say good to them, even too bad, but they can't escape. Aunt said that their sales deeds are in her hands and they must listen to her words. But why can't he remember that he has signed a contract to sell?

The suspicious expression appeared in the handsome face.

Clean up the stoves and destroy them with traces of smoke. Just doing all this, the footsteps came from the door, and the widows and wives returned. Far away, the voice of Luo Widow’s sorghum sounded.

"Hey, boy! This fool is going to be lazy, but don't hurry up and pick up something!" The voice of a cockroach, a fat little woman, holding a lot of big bags in her hand, I want to come to them. I bought it when I was shopping. The arrogant Miss Cui followed, and there was nothing in her hand. When the nephew heard it, he ran out to avoid more embarrassment.

After picking up the things in the hands of the Luo widow, the nephew entered the house behind them. The obese Luo Widow looked at the blind-eyed woman standing in the courtyard. The money-losing goods were ugly and embarrassing. They didn’t have any use at home. Instead, they still had to raise her. There was a trace of disgust and guilt in the bottom of his eyes. Luo Widow said coldly: "These things are in the lady's room."

"My brother, you said, is the new clothes I bought today look good?" Seeing only two of them, Luo Xiaocui mentioned his wide skirt, turned and shyly shy at the handsome man behind him. This nephew, although only a long-term work in her family, is a bit silly, but the face is very handsome. Even when I entered the city today, I didn’t see anyone, and I looked better than him.

Today's Luo Xiaocui is still wearing a red, green and green, and is also covered with colorful beads on her head. It is a gaudy dress, and her body is bloated, just like the old lady of the brothel. At this moment, her cheeks with thick white powder, actually brought a little shyness, the attitude of a little daughter's home, but it is really unacceptable. Although I don’t know what aesthetics, I think Miss Cui, who looks like this, is really scary. At the moment, he was stupid and unscrupulous, bluntly said: "Miss Cui, my nephew feels that it is not good at all. It’s weird, it looks like a tight eye, or it’s a good look."

When this is said, it is natural that Luo Xiaocui’s anger is raging, and now it is no longer a shy, fierce saying: "You fool said that this lady is not as good as that ugly! Your eyes are stunned!" She Luo Xiaocui Although it is not a fairy, but a good girl is also a beauty, this silly boy actually does not know the goods, picking up the dead girl, obviously ruined, a ugly life is alive! She was fascinated by the handsome face of her nephew, plus she was eighteen years old and no one had come to the door to raise her family, and she thought that she would accept her as a doorman. Anyway, this kid is stupid, she can also make him.

Looking at the figure of the stalwart ahead, Luo Xiaocui’s swollen face showed a strange smile. As for picking up the dead girl, she has a way to look at it, and she and her mother have a good discussion.

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