The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

It’s been half an hour after the holy teachings. They have already said that the lotus guards also pleaded guilty. What to do, there are counts in the Holy Spirit.

Before getting on the carriage, I used to protect them and catch up with them: "Miss!"

Yunzhu got on the bus and took his foot back. He turned and looked at him: "What happened?"

Zeng Hufa’s sorrow cleared her throat and gave her a respectful respect. She said with a sad heart: “I have no eyes, so the lady is wronged...”

Ji Mingxiu and Qiao Wei also stopped and turned to look at the two.

Yunzhu’s look calmly said: “It’s all gone, no need to mention it.”

Zeng Hufa said: "The two old lords have been squatting outside the main hall, and they must sin to the young lady and the ghost emperor!"

Yunzhu did not say forgiveness and forgiveness, but said faintly: "The second old age is already high, you let them go back."

The body of Zeng Hufa was lower: "Please come back to the ghost and the emperor!"

Yunzhu looked up and looked at the holy religion under the sky. He said lowly: "I also want him to come back, but I don't know where he is going."

Zeng Hufa is a glimpse: "Isn't you found a ghost emperor? This is all..."

It’s been a few days.

Yunzhu shakes his head.

Zeng Hufa long sighed: "I heard about the ghost emperor, the ghost emperor went into flames, right? I think, he must be afraid of hurting the lady to find a place to hide..."

Having said that, Zeng Hufa really wanted to slap his own slap in the face. Such a lord, he was kicked by the brain, and he even believed the woman’s rumors, believing that he had more than half of the sacred disciples. Did you give it to the slaughter?

Zeng Hufa said, "Miss, please rest assured, I will bring people to the ghost emperor today, I will definitely find him back!"

Yunzhu did not refuse: "There is work."

After that, you have to turn and leave.

Zeng Hufa once again called her: "Miss..."

"What else?" asked Yunzhu.

Zeng Hufa glanced at the distance, and Mrs. Yun, who was about to take another carriage, said with awkwardness: "I said that this lady may not like to listen, but the lady was first imprisoned in the sacred law enforcement court, evidence... evidence It is true that the law enforcement hall was supposed to kill the lady, and the Yunqing teacher said... He would rather not be the leader of this leader and hope to forgive the lady."

Yun Zhudao: "He knows that I was framed. Is it because he asked for love for me? Should I forgive him?"

I have defended French incoherently: "I don't mean this. I just think... The Qing dynasty was also coerced by the Lotus Law. In fact, he didn't want to be the leader... He has a hard time... I don't know what his hard work is... ...I understand that he is unforgivable, but Yunxiao is innocent. I hope that Miss can allow Yunxiao to bury the Faith."

Yunzhu has no objection to this matter: "The cloud is a cremation, there is no body, only the ashes, you go to Mrs. Yun."

Zeng Hufa was busy walking forward toward Mrs. Yun.

Not far away, the king who witnessed this scene frowned and depressed, and shouldn’t he discuss with his lesser master?

The king turned and was about to return to the holy religion.

Just as he turned around, the two disciples who accompanied him seemed to be somewhat frightened and gave him a debut.

Wang Wang looked at the two people suspiciously, and looked at the people patrolling in front, and found that everyone was a sly look to him.

Haha, did not always ignore him as a less educated master?

When Wang Wang’s eyebrows were picked, he licked his wide sleeves and stood tall: “It seems that the king is very good today...”

At the lakeside, the first beauty picked up a body that had been eaten with only one flesh and blood, and smashed it in. He fished it and sneaked in it: "Hey, will you be jealous? There is no waste of meat... ”

The onlookers collectively scared the urine!

......

The negotiations between Zeng Hufa and Mrs. Yun were not smooth.

Mrs. Yun only promised to think carefully, but did not say how long it would take.

Once he was not good at protecting the law, he had to sigh and sigh.

Mrs. Yun took the carriage of Yunxiao and took the carriage. Just sitting down, the curtain was picked and Qiao Wei came in.

Qiao Wei smiled slightly: "There is something to say about the meditation, does Mrs. Yun not mind if I take your carriage back?"

Mrs. Yun heard that this was an excuse, but she refused to take it and took a seat next to her.

Qiao Wei sat down with her.

The carriage swayed and swayed.

Qiao Wei took off the clothes of the autopsy and took the fish skin gloves. Sorry to see Mrs. Yun glanced: "Isn't you smoked?"

Mrs. Cloud shook her head.

Qiao Wei found a bag to collect things, as if inadvertently asked: "I have been looking for you to protect the law, is it necessary to let Yungongzi bury the holy religion?"

Mrs. Cloud’s arm holding the tablet is tight.

Qiao Wei smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter, you are his wife, where is he buried, not where he is buried, you have the final say, others can't be the Lord. You don't have to worry about the holy religion, they don't dare."

Mrs. Yun’s look was loose, and the tight body slowly loosened. Soon, she lowered her head and said, “Do you think that this person is a bad person, no credibility?”

“Well?” Qiao Wei raised her eyebrows in confusion. “How do you say that?”

Mrs. Yun suddenly lost her way: "When he was alive, he always wanted to return to the Faith in the light. I took this as his last wish. Now, he can finally come back, but I am..."

Later, she did not say anything.

"Is it reluctant?" Qiao Wei asked softly.

Mrs. Yun’s throat swallowed and nodded.

Qiao Wei secretly sighed, and after keeping it for so many years, he has already become his own obsession. Where can he let go of it?

What's more, in that strange place, is there really someone like Mrs. Yun who carefully guards the things in the clouds?

She can't let go, she is obsessive, not all obsessive.

Qiao Wei took a picture of Mrs. Yun’s hand.

Mrs. Yun said bitterly: "My family is in the middle of the road. When I met Yunxiao, I didn't have anything at home. I couldn't even get a decent scorpion. Although he was raised in the folk, he could marry a ratio if he wanted. I am ten times as many as a hundred times."

Mrs. Yun said, and she gradually became blind. "He never dismissed me... He is also very good to my mother... I died in bed for five years before I died. He took care of me." ... more than I am taking care of me... He is such a good person... Why... Why have you been so bitter in your life..."

Qiao Wei is silent.

She also wants to ask, why are good people?

Mrs. Cloud sucked her nose and smiled with tears: "He likes to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cakes most. He likes to watch movies, most afraid of cats... Many small cats are afraid, a big man is afraid of cats, I always take this laugh. he……"

When the carriage drove over the gates of Liangcheng, a man dressed in red and holding a white peach paper umbrella was stopped.

Qiao Wei picked up the curtain and saw the man in the snow.

The sky didn't know when it was floating down the light snow, falling on his umbrella and passing his cold shoulder.

Mrs. Yun recognized that the other party was the son of the same day with Ji Mingxiu, and owed it slightly.

The grandson and the long-haired glass also owe a little, and returned to the ceremony.

Qiao Wei looked at Gongsun’s glass inexplicably and found that his face had a weak paleness. He wanted to ask if he had to freeze himself for too long, and thought about it. People are too close.

Qiao Wei cleared his throat and asked him in a serious way: "I didn't see you in the Faith today. You are in the cool city of the night. Do you have anything?"

Gongsun Changli looked at Mrs. Yun: "I want to ask Mrs. Yun for dinner."

Mrs. Cloud has a look.

Qiao Wei licked her mouth, asked her to ask her, and said that she was please Mrs. Yun!

Mrs. Yun agreed to understand it.

Qiao Weiben thought that people like Gongsun Changli would like to eat. It must be a place with a sentimental, quiet and elegant atmosphere. I know that it is a noisy street.

There seems to be a light meeting on the street. It is crowded with people and is very lively.

This is not like the style of Gongsun Changli, but Qiao Wei likes it and likes it very much.

Qiao Wei sneaked a glance at Gongsun’s long glass. This man is really good at her for her...

The three men wandered around the busy streets.

Gongsun Changli suddenly said: "Mrs. Yun can still remember to hang Yunzizi?"

Mrs. Yun smiled bitterly: "Let the son laugh."

Gongsun Changli said again: "Mrs. Yun can believe in six reincarnations?"

Mrs. Yun smiled bitterly: "When people die like lights, where are there?"

Gongsun’s long glass said: “Maybe it’s true or not.”

Mrs. Yun shook her head and felt that this little son was still too young.

A few people walked for a while, and suddenly a group of dragons were pulled out in front of them, and the dense pedestrians were suddenly opened.

Mrs. Yun was crowded by the surging crowd, another one was unstable, her foot slipped and hit a carriage that was docked at the alley.

Her shoulders hurt, and she took a sigh of relief.

She raised her hand to lick her left shoulder, but accidentally slammed her body and dropped the long life lock in her arms.

Long life locks to the ground, and slammed open, a round rainbow eye obsidian rolled out.

Mrs. Cloud resisted the pain and stepped on the obsidian, but suddenly, a small hand with a baby fat took her one step and picked up the obsidian.

The owner of the little hand handed the obsidian to her, softly said: "Mrs, is it your thing?"

Mrs. Yun’s dawn followed the hand and landed on the other’s face.

Seeing the familiar and strange little face, she was stunned.

The little boy asked politely again: "Mrs, is your fall?"

Mrs. Yun extended her hand.

The little boy put the stone in her palm.

"You..." Mrs. Yun was about to open her mouth, and the noisy crowd slammed into the pillars on the street, and the pillars slammed down toward the little boy.

In the light stone fire, she hugged the little boy and avoided the thick pillar.

The movement of the pillars stunned and shocked the woman who was checking out the stalls on the side.

The woman walked over in a faint glory and found her son rescued by a kind lady. She took her son and thanked Mrs. Yun.

Mrs. Yun looked at the child and asked excitedly: "What is your name?"

The little boy said: "Yu Geer."

Mrs. Yun crouched down and shivered and put on his white face. "Yu Geer... What was born?"

The little boy looked up and looked at her mother. The girl smiled and nodded. He looked at Mrs. Yun and replied: "October 19, when."

Mrs. Cloud slowly reddened her eyes: "Yu Geer... Do you like watching movies?"

The little boy nodded: "Like it."

Mrs. Cloud said with tears: "Do you like to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

"Ok!"

"Do you like cats?"

The little boy shook his head like a rattle: "I hate cats!"

Mrs. Yun whimpered and asked: "Is it an annoying cat... or a cat?"

The little boy lowered his head and smashed the pebbles with his toes. He said reluctantly: "I am a little man, how can I be afraid? I certainly hate it!"

Mrs. Yun’s tears filled her eyes.

Not far away, a man dressed in style and luxuriously dressed, walked over with two strings of candied fruit gourds.

The little boy saw him at a glance and turned and threw himself into his arms: "Hey!"

The man smiled and hugged the little boy, touched him with a forehead and handed him the sugar gourd in his hand.

The little boy ate happily.

The woman and Xiang Gong said this thing, the man stepped forward and thanked Mrs. Yun with respect and respect.

Subsequently, the man held his son in one hand and the wife in the other, and left with happiness.

The little boy was hugged in his arms and concentrated on eating candied fruit and eating it all over his face.

Mrs. Cloud smiled with tears.

On the other side, Qiao Wei and Gongsun Longli also came over.

In the past, Qiao Wei saw that Mrs. Yun had only black and white, but she was only a glimpse of her, and her body reflected the color of the rainbow.

Qiao Wei knows that she finally let go.

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