MTL - For a Prosperous World-Chapter 27 : Winter is getting cold

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With more than ten months of snow, the light snow in Xianyang City is endless and the weather is getting colder and colder. Kazakhstan's gas can form a haze, and I don't know when it will be. The snow was so thick that it fell from the branches to the ground.

There was a bit of silver-encased vegan smell, but the cold beauty named Xianyang was really too cold.

Xu Xue fell by the window, condensing into a layer of frost, which made this world a bit colder.

"Russia."

There was a soft capricious sound in the room. The ribbon in the room was half hanging, and the windows were partially hidden.

I looked carefully, but saw a woman hanging her bun, standing in front of a stage, holding a pen, and laying a piece of silk cloth in front of her.

The woman is beautiful, just memorable at first glance.

The woman's eyes were hazy, as if thinking something dreamily. Muttering in his mouth, the pen in his hand carefully sketched, it seemed to be drawing the outline of a person.

On the silk cloth, the painting gradually became clear, and a person was sitting by the window drinking.

The man was wearing a slightly loose robe, and his long hair was simply a bun, with a strand of hair hanging from his forehead, but a handsome boy.

Sitting casually on the soft collapse, his eyes were looking out the window. The snow outside the window was dense, and the man's eyes were dim.

He holds a bottle in his hand, but there is no wine in the bottle.

"····· for Yi Xiaode, people 憔悴."

Wu Huaxian murmured and put down her pen.

The painting was already on the paper, and it was so good, it was like the person who really looked at the scene.

But the one who painted the fairy just rubbed the silk cloth gently without saying a word.

"Gu Gongzi, but at the end, I still don't know your name."

Xi Huaxian smiled bitterly and closed her eyes.

Yin Mo was dry, she gently rolled up the silk cloth and put it away.

也 She also understands that she and Gu Gongzi may not see each other again.

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"Draw fairy girl, draw fairy girl!"

Outside the knocking door, a cry came suddenly.

Then there was a quick knock on the door.

Xi Huaxian listened to the movement outside the door and smiled helplessly, always so rough.

"Come." Yingxian got up and walked to the door, opened the door.

As soon as the door was opened, a girl-in-law had penetrated half of her body, panting, but a look of joy.

"Draw fairy girl, good news!"

Wu Huaxian reached out and wiped the sweat on her head, smiling slightly: "Can you have any good news?"

"Painting fairy girl." The girl sighed: "Wu, Wu'an Junfu is here to pick you up!"

"Wu'an Junfu?"

Randomly remembered that last night, the sign Gu Gongzi gave her.

好像 It seems to be written on it, Wu ...

When I thought of this, Huaxian quickly took out the brand from her arms. She didn't look carefully last night, at this time it was considered clear.

Wu Anjun Mansion!

Wu Huaxian's heart seemed to miss a beat. Is it really Gu Gongzi?

"Girl, what are you still doing? Come with me." The girl held the hand of the painting fairy and pulled the painting fairy downstairs.

At this time, Huaxian's mind was blank. She didn't know how she had traveled that way, but was dragged by the girl in front of her, went downstairs, and walked out of the east tower.

The door she once wanted to run out of at the moment, but she stepped out easily.

The old mother stood on one side, her head bowed, her body trembling, and she seemed to be unstable.

Next to the old mother, a sturdy old man in regular clothes stood there, and saw her come down and smile at her kindly.

"Presumably, are you the fairy girl?"

He said, walking to the carriage behind him, and opened the curtain.

"Wu Anjun asked me to invite you."

Wu Huaxian looked around, and the little girl standing behind her pushed her anxiously.

Wu whispered, "Paint fairy girl, go, don't come back."

Wu Huaxian got into the car, and the old man lowered the curtain.

He turned to the old mother who was on the side and said, "From now on, you won't be the one who draws the fairy girl, you see."

"Yes, yes, I see, I see." The old mother nodded again and again, dare not say a few words.

Lao Lian nodded, turned and walked to the carriage, sat up and urged the horse to leave.

The carriage dangled, and Huaxian sat in the carriage. His eyes gradually became brighter, but his eyes became red.

何 Where is Wu'anjun Mansion, it is the residence of Wu'an Jun Baiqi. Who is Bai Qi, Qin's first general, and the highest military attache, Qin Guoshen.

I asked Wu'an Junfu not to face her in public to pick up a dusty woman, but how much Gu Gongzi did for her, she had no idea at all.

But she thought that it was her unclear affection.

It was a long journey, but many people saw a carriage from Dongdailou to Wu'an Junfu.

"Yu!"

The carriage stopped,

Lao Lian jumped out of the carriage and opened the curtain: "Girl, here it is."

Xi Huaxian stepped down from the carriage and in front of it was the gate of Wu'an Junfu. There was some desertedness, far from the city street, and it was very quiet.

"After this day, it will be the girl's home. No need to go outside, Wu Anjun is very good at bringing people, and is at ease." Lao Lian said lightly, he will always look like this.

Pu Huaxian's eyes are still a little red, she has no joy to get away from the East Tower, she just wants to know what happened to Gu Gongzi ...

I looked at the old gentleman in front of me, and Huaxian's eyes were very nervous: "Old gentleman, how is Gu Gongzi now?"

Regret your son?

Pu Laolian twitched his lips, looked at the nervous girl in front of him, and shook his head secretly. Her own lady was deceiving.

But since he was still deceiving, he couldn't tell the truth, so he had to follow along.

"Gu Gongzi is taking a rest in the hospital ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ I can show you."

"Thank you, Mr. Old."

Xi Huaxian repeatedly thanked him, Lao Lian sighed, walked ahead, and led the way.

I came to Gu Nan's small courtyard, but the room was not closed.

"That's it, old age won't follow."

Lao Lian pointed at Gu Nan's room, the lady's room, and he was naturally unsuitable to enter.

Wu Huaxian looked at the hidden door and speeded up unconsciously.

At this time Gu Nan was lying on his bed, looking at a roll of bamboo slips boredly.

Ass hurt hot, there is no way to go to the ground, only to read the book to live.

Her hair was not tied up, but draped casually to the side, wearing a loose singlet. The chest is not big, but it is always more conspicuous than the large men's clothes she wears. At least, it can be seen that she is a woman and a beautiful British woman.

"Here."

The sound of the door opening.

Gu Nan turned his head in confusion, thinking it was little green

But I saw someone she didn't even expect.

"Painting, painting fairy girl?" Gu Nan looked at the woman standing beside the door and said sternly.

The painting fairy saw Gu Nan's face lying on the bed, but she was completely stunned.

That's a woman, she can see clearly.

And that's Gu Gongzi last night.

Gu Guzi, is it a woman?

Wu Huaxian looked at Gu Nan for a long time, but his face turned red.

I do n’t know if it ’s because of her misunderstanding or because of Gu ’s current dress, she is wearing only a thin coat, but she has seen everything she should and should n’t.

I hurriedly worshiped, and stuttered.

"Draw, draw fairy, thank you girl Gu for your salvation."