MTL - Why Harem Intrigue When You Can Just Raise a Dog Instead-Chapter 40 taste

Yan Junwei looked at it by the side. He has been arrogant in his martial arts and has never met an adversary. He did not expect this Meng Yanzhou to be better than himself. Meng Guogong will teach his son to teach his son so arrogant, even if he hides a peerless martial art, who will pay attention to others? At least he has never been concerned with Meng Yanzhou for many years, because the other party's recklessness and impulsiveness are not pretending. In this way, although Meng Yanzhou could not carry forward the National Government, he would not be bullied. The wrist is really high!

Because of his status, he couldn’t be exposed. He Junwei can only look around, and he is thinking that when he reveals his identity, he must seriously compete with Meng Yanzhou.

When Meng Yanzhou closed the knife, Yan Junwei couldn't help but clap his hands and went up to take his knife and look at it. Immediately, the two men stepped to the side of the weapon rack and discussed the various weapons on the top.

Zhou Wudi smacked his lips and made a gesture to Yan Junwei, and walked toward the courtyard of Mulberry. The courtyard was very quiet because of unoccupied people. The two guards were at the gate of the hospital and looked alert. Zhou Wudi stopped and turned around to the back wall. The toes were lightly tapped on the wall, and they jumped silently in three or two.

The scent of plum blossoms came out, and the smell of the tourmaline palace was very similar. He groaned, and suddenly there was a feeling that the heartstring was kicked. Follow the instincts through the corridor, bypass the study, and walk to a mortuary. He stood for a long time before gently pushing the door open.

The room was very clean, and I saw that everyone cleaned every day. A soft couch was placed at the window, and the pattern of the tourmaline palace was the same. The carved bed was covered with soft bedding, the color was very bright, and the twilight tulle bed. He was picked up by the cold wind that occasionally passed by, and swayed gently in the air, as if in a silent invitation. The room has a floral scent that remains from the owner, adding a warm glow to the cool air.

Zhou Wudi took a deep breath and pulled the heart hard. It is this taste, I have missed the taste of countless times since I woke up. His face was unconsciously taut, as if he was trying to bear something, step by step toward the carved bed. When he opened the bed, there was no one who thought about him. The dark eyes were suddenly clear and a trace of loss. He lay down on the couch and slowly closed his eyes. The head is familiar, and the familiar scent is more intense. He opens his eyes and sees a sachet left by the owner next to the pillow. He smiles slightly and squeezes it into the palm of his hand and puts it on the nose again. He closes his eyes again with peace of mind.

There is no mulberry hug, no mulberry fragrance, no mulberry body temperature, he has not slept a good feeling for several days. This reminded him of the days when he had just become a dog and had not met the mulberry. I spend every day in panic, every time I blink, I can go back to my body, and every time I blink, I have to face a huge loss. The dog bark, the cat screams, the nose full of cockroaches, the dog food that is difficult to swallow, he can't close his eyes every night and night, every day on the edge of the collapse. If you don't meet the mulberry, he will definitely go mad, let alone talk about the next series of blows and betrayal.

The first time I ate human food, I wiped my body for the first time and was comforted for the first time by soft voice. In the tourmaline palace, he finally fell a good night, the best sweetest of his life. The unparalleled sense of security was deeply rooted in the bone marrow, making him unforgettable.

In his mind, he continued to trace the sang's smile, and Zhou Wudi fell asleep. After two quarters of an hour, a coughing sound awakened him.

"The emperor, I thought you went back and didn't expect you to fall asleep. How about sleeping?" Yan Junwei raised his eyebrows, staring at the sachet in his hand, and the secret of his heart: smelling de Can you sleep with a sly taste? Is this not a dog sequela?

"Sleeping well, what time is it." Zhou Wudi naturally took the sachet into his arms, and the dark eyes were very clear, and there was no such thing as awakening.

"When the time is up, the lady of the country went to Yongan Houfu, and now she is on the way back. She doesn't like me to mix with Meng Yanzhou, but she won't give us a good face. Let's just leave now." Yan Junwei pushed the door out and cooked. The door is cooked to the back wall.

"Let's go, let's bring the mulberry back to the provincial next time." Zhou Wudi smoothed the folds of the placket and the hem, and heard no one behind the wall, and the tip of his toes jumped over.

Yan Junwei's mouth was pumped and followed. When they walked halfway, they met Meng Yanzhou who came to look for them. They used the excuse to get lost and perfunctored the stupid big man, and immediately hurriedly left.

When I returned to the house, Yan Yanyan, who was in the yard, rushed out to greet him, and surrounded him with a squad, and left Zhou Wudi to hang aside. The nose is filled with a variety of pungent fat powder, and the smell of mulberry, which is so easily contaminated, is in danger of being washed away. Zhou Wudi’s face is very gloomy. It’s really troublesome to have too many women! I didn’t realize it before, but now that I have a mulberry, he knows how satisfying the heart is filled with one person, and can no longer accommodate others.

"You gang hooves, let go of Dong Lei!" The little peaches are raging and raging, seemingly unscrupulously squeezing in. In fact, they are very skillful to dispose of these women and rescue them in the fire.

"Little peach red!" Yan Junwei was tearful, holding a small peach red scorpion and taking a sip. Under her escort, she safely took Zhou Wudi to stand out and return to her yard.

"Come on, you have to bathe and change clothes." Zhou Wudi smashed his clothes and frowned. The scent that belongs to the mulberry has been polluted, making him extremely unhappy. Fortunately, the sachet in my arms is safe and sound. He touched his chest and his gloomy face eased slightly.

The sachet was stuffed into the bedding, and he washed away the powdered fat, dressed in a white coat, and sat on a soft couch with a golden knife. Xiao Taohong took a white cloth towel and wanted to give him a dry hair. He smelled the thick powdery smell of Xiaotaohong. He frowned and sighed. "You go down, change people, and want men."

Xiao Taohong is somewhat inexplicable, but she does not dare to ask more. When she is going out to call people, she slams into Jun Junwei.

"I am coming, you go down." Yan Junwei took the cloth towel and waved her to retreat.

Seeing Jun Junwei, Zhou Wudi’s face was a bit sullen, and he asked, "Have you showered?"

"Baptized, you smell." Yan Junwei laughed and put his arm in front of him.

Without any odor, Zhou Wudi closed his eyes and leaned on the soft couch, letting him dry his hair. Staring at the boss's face, his eyes squinted on his tall nose, and Jun Junwei's darkness: so sensitive to the smell, so sure, is the dog's sequelae!

"Meng Guogong has no news." The thick and low voice interrupted Jun Junwei’s thoughts.

"Today, I found two dead horses in the depths of Muddy Beach. I haven't found any traces of Meng Guogong and Han Changping. There is nothing in the barbarians and Xie Zhenghao." Yan Junwei whispered back.

"Add another person, you must find it. You have to see someone..." He paused, opened his eyes and filled the last sentence with a hoarse voice. "Death to see the dead."

In any case, he has to give mulberry a confession. I hope things don't go in the worst direction. When I think that Mulberry may hate myself, he feels fear.

"Yes." Yan Junwei cautiously promised.

"The sacred decree for the handsome seal is about to arrive at the border? How is Xie Zhenghao prepared?" Set the god, Zhou Wudi hit the table and asked.

"The killer has been lurking around him, and he will succeed in the battle before the start of the war." Jun Junwei is very confident in his own subordinates.

"Yeah." Zhou Wudi nodded. "How about preparing for Shen Huiru and the substitute for the palace?"

"Zhao Laofeng Jun and Wu's have been moved by our people. Today, I have handed over the book in the early morning. Today, my wife went to Yongan Houfu. After hearing the news, I went back and wrote a book. The mother's family on the spot has intentions, including Shen. It should be able to get the exact news tomorrow." Yan Junwei put down the cloth towel and gave Zhou Wudi a handful of tea to hand.

"Mulberry also wants to save the family?!" Zhou Wudi's hand holding the cup of tea suddenly tightened, and looked at the pilgrimage of Junhao Junwei.

Qi Junwei quickly promised that "the government office is far away from the Taishi government, and it will not be involved in the Desang Niangniang. The ministers will send people to protect the Niangniang."

"Nothing can be lost!" Zhou Wudi put down the tea pot with no expression. After a long while, he emphasized it one word at a time.

"Chen is obeying." Yan Junwei complimented his promise and did not dare to neglect.

"How is she today?" The thick voice of the man became very low and dumb, as if he was trying to suppress anything.

"The niece has not blinked for several days." Jun Junwei whispered back.

"How do you know that she hasn't slept for a few days? Your person stole her to sleep?" Zhou Wudi suddenly turned his head and looked at Yan Junwei. The storm in the dark eyes was shocking.

"Chen dare!" Yan Junwei quickly denied, "It’s just that the girl’s color is too bad. The black and blue at the moment is catching up with the emperor.” He looked at the eyes of Zhou Wudi’s black and blue. This is also the master of insomnia at night.

"Meng Guogong has no news, no A Bao's companionship around, she certainly can't sleep." Zhou Wudi sighed, and I don't know if I feel sad or happy. My own woman is thinking about herself, but she is not her own.

"She is still looking for A Bao?" He asked the black-green under his eyes, he asked in a dumb voice.

"After looking for the three-day maiden, I wouldn't ask the palace to find it again. She said that no news is good news. A Bao may have gone out of the palace, or was secretly raised by a palace man."

"She actually guessed it, and Abao is dead. But she still has to give herself a thought." Zhou Wudi smiled and his eyes covered with a layer of smog. "She is like this, always find a way to make herself better."

"The Niangniang is a very strong and optimistic person." Yan Junwei admired it. In such a difficult environment, it can maintain a positive and optimistic attitude, and the perseverance of the German goddess is amazing. It is the daughter of Meng Guogong!

"Okay, go on, I want to rest." Zhou Wudi closed his eyes and waved. When Jun Junwei left the room and pulled the door, he slowly walked over to the bed and opened the bedding. The quilt has long been stained with sachets, full of mulberry-specific scent. Zhou Wudi smiled and smiled, holding a sachet in his hand, and finally managed to fall asleep.

***

In the Qing Palace, Shen Huiru was holding the fold of Yong'an Houfu. In the late Qing, she gave her a slap in the face and said scornfully. "That is a self-righteous favor. Today, I am still wrapped around the emperor to accompany her to go to the province."

"Is the emperor personally accompanying? Just rely on her?" Shen Huiru laughed and threw away the memorial.

More than three years into the palace, the number of people above the 嫔妃 is eligible to go home to save relatives, but the emperor personally accompany, this is the only honor of the Queen, and only once in his life. When she entered the palace, she tried to get rid of her robes and joined her with the emperor. She wanted to let the people of the whole week know that she was the real love of the emperor. Eligible to board. However, this dream has been ruined in the wait of three years.

Thinking of this, Shen Huiru suddenly laughed and picked up the fold and quickly approved the word "恩准". Is the provincial pro? Let the people of the whole week look at who is the real Phoenix flying!