MTL - The Lady’s Sickly Husband-~ 116 Clean up, my grandfather is coming.

This is to go to the court and want to make a sin.

Mo Qianxue had been waiting for him to enter the set, and smiled lightly. "Before going to the church, the wind master introduced Ms. Ben to deal with a few slaves. The housekeeper, to get the windy parents' deeds for me, let the strangers send Several people took Fengda’s parents and Dongniang together. This lady is going to deal with the rebel slaves today... It’s killing, selling, seeing Miss’s mood.”

Drinking tea leisurely, talking about killing and selling in the mouth, the eyes are shining with cold light, but still smiling on the face.

Feng Da's parents are dowry given by the wind home, and the mother only returned the wind to sell the deeds and gave him a flat. However, his parents are still slaves. Her wife is also a slave, and she is a slave. In the final analysis, she is a slave to the government.

Don't blame her for not having pity, to trouble those who have both loess buried in their necks, to make it difficult for a woman to be a woman, it is... this wind is too hateful.

Among the Tianqi dynasty and the big family, it was customary, as long as it was the person who was promised to leave the house by the master, it was a secret promise.

Yes, that is a convention, not a regulation.

When she was a soft persimmon and wanted to come to her with her, she would come with him.

He Fengda is not threatening: Is it not a slave to her government? Then let him see if he is shameless, or she is more difficult.

If you are in a hurry, you can't talk about morality and morality.

Feng Da sees the strange snow and no longer cares about himself, but wants to take his parents and see the light. "Mrs. promised to wind up, let Fengda take over the parents; also the lady gave the winter girl the wind, the winter mother is The windy person, Missy has no right to move them again... If Missy is obsessed with it, Fengda will go to the government to slam the drums... I want to retort the court with Missy..."

Fengda’s face is blue and green. Since he has already said that he is in the court, he is really tearing his face. He does not need to be obedient to the strangers.

After that, I want to go out from the hall. Just arrived at the door of the hall, but was blocked by several guards who stood in front of the hall.

Guarding the knife, the house suddenly murdered, the air condensed.

The housekeeper went on the order, the first one was to serve the tea, and the strange snow was sneer, but Mo Zhen did not let the wind get better.

"I just want to go this way? I don't know if I didn't want to go today..." She took the sword and made a stroke in front of her chest. He said, "Do you still know that your parents are ladies and you are picked up? You still Do you know that Winter Mother is your wife? Your mother's heart was eaten by the dog? Even your free body is also given by the lady!

If you don't have a lady, you are still a good servant of the Feng family. You are still working in Yangzhou. Can you come to Kyoto and live a good life? You don’t know what to do, now you will be enemies, so you can hurt me..."

Feng Da was dismissed by a word, and he was still awkward to Mo Zhen. When he was walking around the lady, he knew it, and now he was cut off by a sword and a big piece of hair on his head. At this time, the hair was scattered... The sword was shaking on his chest. Go, his heart swayed with the sword. Although he barely stood up straight, he couldn’t hide his wolverine.

However, he has not been white-mixed for many years. He is only slightly savvy. Observing Mo Zhen’s sword is acting with the eyes of a stranger. It is known that the whole audience is controlled by the hands of thousands of snow. At the same time, it is also seen that there is no need to kill him. At least he does not want to kill him now, and he does not want to kill him in the government office.

The eight directors had their handles in his hands. Although the club was squatting, there was no one who dared to say that as long as he clenched his teeth, Missy, a woman, waited until dark, and could not take him. . Either let him leave the government, or send him to the official, there is no third way.

Mixed people have their own mixed reason, seeing this point, his neck is a sigh, the gas is strong, and the thick voice, "the wind is free to wind up to earn their own affairs, what is Miss Guan Da? Tian Qi never This rule, the person who released it, is forced to come back as a slave..."

It’s like a thousand-year-old snow, but she doesn’t even care about tea. She didn’t want to pay attention to this person. This person’s brain has problems, and he can’t make sense. This kind of person, not seeing the coffin, does not cry, can only come hard.

The temper of a stomach, ironically, "The Tianqi dynasty has a 'rule', saying that the foreign affairs steward can swallow the money of the master..."

On the first day, holding a teapot and standing on the side, he advised, "Hey, what do you say about this kind of ungrateful person? It is not worthwhile to ruin your body."

During the conversation, the butler has turned around and took a ceremonial ceremony. He returned to the road. "Back to Miss Da, Mo Qiang has already gone to the Fengjia of Fengfu Lane. In addition, the Tuen Mun has already been managed. For a while, Jingzhao Yiwang will personally Come over and take all the people involved in the case, this will be afraid that it is already on the way."

I heard that Wang Daren personally came, Feng Daxin could not help but shake, and the micro-feeling was not good, but he did not believe it. Although Jing Zhaoyi has only four products, it is not a prostitute of a national government.

It is a national government in the government, to pass the Beijing Zhaoyi, there are certain concerns...

When he saw him, he looked complicated and his heart was dark. When he opened his eyes for a while, he would let him die. If he didn’t do well, he would have a good look in the future. How can she manage it? National Government.

At the moment, he told the housekeeper to sigh. "Go and put the prepared backup book up, and let Wang Daren move back to the door."

He didn't want to go to the door to do the tricks on the books, and then to clear the dredge? She broke his back. When the book was given to Yu Bo, she asked Yu Bo to find someone to copy all the books.

The last time he killed the chaotic people, Jing Zhaoyi pressed the confession of the thousands of snow on the memorial. The memorial was not a live. The two tacitly confessed that there was a thousand snows on the main hall, and naturally there was no doubt that Wang Daren was suspicious.

This is a great feeling!

Otherwise, under the big storm of reshuffling a few days ago, this Wang Daren was afraid to fall.

Then, Wang Daren, who knew the savvy relationship was very savvy, but he also sent a gift to the government office, thanking the thousands of snow. The strange snow is also unambiguous, of course, back to the rude. This kind of friendship is still there, and there is still some friendship.

When all the books are carried to the church, the wind is not good at all! It’s no longer calm, and if you’re excited, you’ll be rushing forward, flipping through the books, and the housekeeper and the small mouth of the book are arrogant and don’t stop.

The corner of the snowy mouth is slightly tilted. To make a person dying, he must first make him crazy.

Even if he found someone to clear it, he ruined the account book sent to the bureaucracy. However, the original is still in the National Government, and it can be transcribed indefinitely. This is the ironclad proof of killing him and reselling his family.

Fengda looked at one book, compared one book, and compared it with ten books. The heart was completely cool and incoherent. "Impossible... impossible... never possible..."

Realizing that my dreams will be broken, my mind has some unclear winds, and I will turn my fingers to the strange snow. "You, you are not human..."

No one can count the account book within seven days, but also think of copying the book.

The wind was disrespectful in the mouth, but there was one person outside the hall.

This person is full of prestige, full of facts, not who is Jing Zhaoyi Wang and who is it? Only one manager pointed out that the national servant was disrespectful. Wang Daren was angry and bowed his head. "Bold! Come and give the officer the madman who rushed to the national government!"

"Yes." A few senior officials came out from behind the king.

The wind was stupid, and the eight directors sat down on the ground.

A thousand people look at the people in the snow, Yingying smiles, and gets up and welcomes each other. "Let Wang Daren laugh. The troubled Wang Daren personally walks a thousand miles."

Wang Daren returned to the side of the ceremony. "Where is Miss Dao, it is the responsibility of Jingzhao to maintain the law and order of Kyoto."

Feng Da has been taken by a few poor officials. He looked up and saw that the person in front of him was really an adult of Jingzhao Yi, and he was very familiar with Missy, and he was completely awake.

This... is the last straw that crushed the camel.

"Missy, let's take a small one." After the waking, the wind did not know where to come from, and suddenly broke free from the two standing officers and climbed to the front of the snow. "Small mistakes, small confessions I only asked Missy to spare a small life and spare a small family."

Corruption may not sin, and sinning against a noble woman may also sin not to die, but the sinister rebel and the sin and sin and punishment, must be dead!

The strange snow is not moving, the face is condensed, "I know now that I am afraid? Unfortunately, it is too late! Wang Daren is the most fair and strict, and will definitely make you ‘thinking.’

"Missy, the little ones are confessed. There is indeed a set of books. There are still more than 100,000 silver coins on the account. The silver ticket is in the hands of my wife. Please open the net to see the lady. Put a small family, a small cow when the horse is re-appreciated..." At this time, if you hand over the second book and hundreds of thousands of silver tickets, maybe there is still a line of life.

Of course, Feng Da is crying for the hoe, there is no tears in his eyes, only the haze flashes. Why did he not listen to the advice of others, use the money to buy the murderer, kill this scourge, and have a hundred.

It’s a pity to look at him, but this time, he still wants to lie to her, but also how to calculate her! Cher was so weak in the past that he was so rampant.

Filial piety is greater than the sky! Want to be filial now? late! When he said that the tens of thousands of two silver tickets were in the hands of his wife, this was never possible.

This has proved that his wife and he are a shackle, and they are also guilty. They have already been rebelled against their mothers. They don’t know everything about his behavior, but they must know what they know.

Turning his head, a thousand snow never looked at him again, only said a word, "rolling..."

Feng Da heard the meaning of this word, and he was shocked and scared in his heart. He climbed a half step forward. "Missy...I..." Mo Qiang did not look at him, but Mo Yan squatted down and whispered. "Yuda Hutong No. 85."

Feng Da heard the seven words, like a lightning strike, a mouthful of old blood spit out and fell to the ground. Yuda Hutong...just...he is finished!

This matter is over, and a thousand snows and politely ask the king to pay more attention to the family and then say that they are lacking and retreat. The rest of the matter, do it yourself.

It’s also reasonable to say that Wang’s people are not entertaining, and no one will take care of them.

Before and after the wind, I did not want him to give in, but to delay the time.

Just now, a stranger has sent someone to return the news, and the house where the Qing dynasty lived has a secret door leading to the next door. The house next door was actually bought under the fame of Feng Da.

In the house, there are many boxes of books, silver, gold, and treasures.

During the seven days, he went to see the good home outhouse and only saw it once, and soon left.

And the place where I went to the green place went three times, and I stayed for a long time every time. There was no sound of laughter in the room. When you look at the wind, you know that he is not a shallow person. There must be a swindle in it, and it’s only a few days before the strangers can make a strange search.

Sure enough, there are frauds!

She doesn't need him to confess what now, and those boxes with things are now on the way back to the government.

Under the ironclad proof, Wang Daren will copy all his homes and houses, and put all the more than 100,000 silver tickets in full. Mo Zhen took the first day and a few women to embrace the snow, and the housekeeper took the opportunity to stuff the king with a purse, and he was officially honoured. He respected Wang Daxing with respect. "Please ask the king to send people to press." Check the year and month to see if it is the same..."

He took away Feng Da and eight management affairs, and sent Wang Daren and a group of officials. The housekeeper said with a look of joy and resignation. Wang Daren has already said that the case will be filed today and will be reported to the Criminal Department tomorrow.

Judgment, the wind reached a decision. The eight directors were confiscated and sentenced to their distribution. The other winds were owned by the National Government. His parents and children were all sized and slaved.

Tattoos are slaves, can only be the most inferior slavery, never have a day of turning over.

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Check the box that was brought back by a stranger without a stranger. One of these boxes is packed with books, several other boxes, two boxes of silver, a box of gold, and a box of antique treasures.

With her eyesight, it is worth a million dollars to estimate the things here.

One of the big things in my heart, the strange thousand snow is in a good mood to draw the Q big picture of Su Qi in his room. Only the last one can be made into 18 martial arts can be crossed, to ensure that the goods that like to be funny looked and laughed. Hahaha!

Mo Yan walked over lightly, although she was not the first time to see the young lady painting these, but every time I saw these Q version of Su Qi, she had the urge to laugh.

I don't know where the Suqi son was offended by the young lady. It is really pitiful for the young lady to do this. It is such a filthy son who has become a portrait of the young lady.

Laughing and laughing, this is not the case! Even if you paint this look, it is also drawing a man. Although the lady is still on the surface, she is a person with a grandfather. If it was discovered by my aunt, what happened! Even if it is not discovered by my aunt, it is really harmful to women!

Yes, every time I saw the lady painted so happy, Mo Zhen gave this worry and dissatisfaction. Whether it is, in the government office, my grandfather will not know.

Uncle did not die, even if she did not tell her, she could guess. Otherwise, the young lady’s feelings about her grandfather would be so unconscious, and they would be funny to make fun of other men. However, the lady did not say, she did not ask.

Covering his mouth and holding back his smile, Mo Zhen softly said, "The dusty son is coming again."

Stars and snow on the double staring at the painting, did not look up, casually responded, "Well, I know. Commanded, go to the front hall, wait for me to finish this painting for a while."

Since the ban was enough, the wind and dust were asking for security every day, but she had never seen him, and she was always blocked for various reasons.

I am going to the peach blossom party tomorrow, and some words are always clear.

It’s not a way to go on like this.

Mo Yan walked to the front of the house and took a trick to let her go to the housekeeper and then returned to the house. It was only a glance at the curious look of the house, and he smiled and retired.

When Missy painted, except Mo Zhen, no one of them allowed to enter the house. This is the rule of Mo Zhending.

After finishing the final stroke, I entered the paintings, and the strange snow picked up the painting and sighed. I nodded with satisfaction. This painting was very expressive, and it was very fine to describe the cool look of Su Qi.

Putting down the painting, Mo Zhen has taken a piece of shirt and put it on for her, and she is ready to take it up and collect it.

Mo Qianxue quickly pressed her hand and spoiled her smile. "Hey, this one doesn't have to be collected. I will blur the picture and I have to redraw it. I put it on it. Anyway, there are fifteen And no one dares to come in."

The last time it was like this, the strange thousand snow together, Mo Zhen was flustered and collected, and broke her just painted one, and she repainted one. See you a little hesitant, and said, "At most, I promise you, this is the last one..."

Mo Zhen listened to her to guarantee that this was the last one, and the hand was loose. "That... well."

I will paint again on the table, hesitating for a while, and some euphemistic words: "If Miss really likes to draw, and then wants to draw next time, draw a grandfather, so even if it is seen later, it will not be picked out." ..."

"噗" did not finish talking, and a thousand snow could not help but spray.

N version of Ning Shaoqing! How can she write? This person is always gentle, even in the midst of anger, the fire in the shackles is just close to the lips, the deterrent people can not look straight, but it is still beautiful like a painting, an ink painting.

How can I use this Q version to describe this elegant 'ink painting', it is so funny... I entered the front hall and the dust was standing against her, and the figure was so depressing that it was thinner than the first time she saw him. Some, a thousand snow in the heart of a soft.

Hey! The advent of what love is……

This wind is not a bad person, it was as tough as it was at the beginning, but it was only for the original infatuation.

A thousand snow entered the hall, softly screamed, "Cousin." I don't know where to say this, in order to let him die.

"Snow..." The wind and dust turned and looked at the strange snow. He was still in the deep tunnel with a little bit of sadness, but he did not have the excitement and madness of the original. The words were calm. "Is the injury on your head still hurting?"

He did not blame her for blocking him outside the house every day, nor complaining that she no longer had him in his eyes. His eyes seemed to be only distressed and concerned.

A thousand miles of snow are awkward.

She is not afraid of the wind and hard dust, and she is afraid that these eyes will look at her like this. I still remember seeing him for the first time. In the hustle and bustle of the sky, his posture is quite straight and like a pine. The momentum is just like the sun. Under the sword, a pair of eyes like a cold star, watching her excitement...

The human heart is made of meat! In the face of such a deep affection, even if you don't love, you don't want to hurt.

Moreover, this deep affection always reminds her of the scene she saw in Cher's dream. The two fell in love with each other. He danced the sword to her sweat, which seemed to be dull but loved.

The picture is warm and sad. At this time, the sorrows revealed by these two streams are even more unbearable.

She would rather let her enter the door, it is his questioning, then she just happened to go down the road, and it is a deadlock. Anyway, the remaining two newspapers, Ning Shaoqing, said that they would return. In the future, she and Ning Shaoqing took care of the Feng family. This brother and sister are really unclear.

His greetings, in such a light, how she spoke.

However, long pain is worse than short pain!

A thousand miles of eyes turned around, no longer looking at him, but staring at the antique vase in the hall, only to see him, her swear words can be exported.

"Cousin is clear in mind, Qian Xue has been married as a woman, although Shaoqing is temporarily unable to welcome me for other reasons, but I will wait, will wait until the cousin is willing to let go of the knot, Qian Xue Ben Chou is a brother. Is the mother family. If not..."

There are a few thousand eyes in the snow, and some of them can’t be said later.

The heart of the wind and dust fell to the bottom of the valley, he was only delayed, and did not send her on that day. He was only half a year late, and it was the Cape End!

Yes, who can he blame? That time she blocked the sword for him, and he swore: he wants her! However, she is willing to be willing. He won’t force it anymore, he won’t hurt anymore...

Not waiting for a thousand dollars to hurt the brain, the wind and dust have hidden the unwillingness of the heart, chuckle, interface, "the dust is naturally the cousin's family..."

Just be a brother for a while! Otherwise, listening to her tone, even relatives can not do it.

The heart of the stone fell, and a thousand snow smiled, "Thank you!" She said sincere and brisk. Today must be a good day, and solved two major problems at once. The paintings of Su Qi were also finished.

The strangeness of the strange snow made the wind and dust in the eyes, but also let him breathe a sigh of relief.

Relatively silent, the wind and dust are lightly laughing. "So late, isn't the cousin not going to eat in the dust?"

When I was in a thousand, I knew why he came here every time. I wanted to eat it.

Since the words have already been said, it is fine to leave a meal, and a thousand snow smiles. "That would ask your cousin to leave a light meal, cousin please..."

After a meal, Mo Qianxue didn't know what to say. She didn't know much about him. She didn't know what to say, so she was silent. The elegant dining of the children of the family, there is nothing strange about eating. The wind and dust did not have much heart, but instead spoke freely about some of her childhood fun, and also clipped a few dishes for her.

She took the bowl and thanked him. Everything seemed to be very harmonious.

It was not salty or light, and it was not early when a meal came down. The wind and dust began to leave.

When the wind and dust were sent away, when the thousands of snow turned back to Xuewan, the sky was already blackened.

Just entering the yard, she found that her house was closed, and fifteen looks strangely outside the house.

When I was walking near the snow, fifteen whispered, "Miss, my grandfather is coming... it seems very unhappy..."

Ning Shaoqing came... I haven’t had time to show anything before, but Mo Yan’s brow wrinkles, the secret: bad! My grandfather must have looked at the picture on the table...

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It’s too late, no face for forgiveness, let’s go...