MTL - The World of the Pirate Consort-Chapter 201

I listened to it, only to find it unbelievable. I did not expect that there would be such a childish night without smoke. However, to be honest, there are so many people in the government recently, and there are so many things that few can get along with him alone.

"Why do you want to marry me?" Ye Wuyan stood up and asked, this question was asked almost every day, and the question was too lazy to answer him.

I first realized that it was difficult for a man and his mother to get up.

Qi Zimin and Linglong came over, set up a small sandalwood table, and presented breakfast.

"You two don't have to wait, go on!" Ye Wuyan said lightly.

Xi Zimi and Linglong naturally knew the idea of ​​no smoke at night, covered their lips and smiled back.

There are only two people left in the courtyard, and a smile arose at the corner of the smokeless lips at night, and he looked down at the meal on the table, and said softly, "I will come to you for breakfast every day in the future!"

Frowning frowningly, "No, you can't get up so early, the mad doctor said, you have to sleep enough for six hours at night, you didn't get enough sleep today! After eating breakfast for a while, go back to sleep!" I don't want to marry a handicapped with a disability. "

After talking rashly, he took up the bowl and began to eat breakfast.

Yan Ye was completely smoke-free, took hold of chopsticks, and started to eat. After using only two mouthpieces, the chopsticks fell out of their hands and collided with the edge of the bowl, making a crisp sound.

怎么 "Why, hands still weak?" Secretly asked, picking up chopsticks, pinching vegetables, and delivering them to Ye Yanfu's lips.

Yan Ye raised his eyebrows without a smoke and smiled. He ate and opened his mouth, his eyes filled with waves of light.

A morning breeze struck, and the pear blossoms fell and sprinkled on the two men's clothes, soft and fragrant.

It ’s very warm to feed and eat one, but the good times are not long. Before a meal is finished, I heard the sound of footsteps. I looked up, and Helien Aotian walked in the morning light. Ye Yan's handsome face suddenly darkened.

He chuckled up and smiled, "Warm, so early, have you eaten early?"

Xuan Ye smokelessly heard the word "warm", and Xuan Mei raised it easily.

Bian Helian Aotian shook his head and said, "No!"

"If so, use it here, Zi Mi, add bowls and chopsticks." Shouted loudly.

Xi Zimin responded and took the bowls and chopsticks, and filled Helian Aotian with rice. Helien Aotian sat down gracefully with a smile, raised his head and smiled at the smokeless night, and said, "Morning!" Then he took the chopsticks and held the rice bowl unceremoniously.

However, since he sat here, the atmosphere at the dinner table has changed drastically. Although there are no sword lights, swords and flames, but the airflow around him is sensitive and strange.

She looked at the smokeless night and saw him take a spoon and sip the soup leisurely. Look at Helien Aotian, sandwiching the food, eating with relish.

Su Ye asked lazily and leisurely: "Helian Khan, you have been away from Beilu for more than a month, do you not care about domestic politics? If you have been away for so long, you are not afraid of changes in the country?"

He Lian Ao's eagle eyes narrowed, and two torches were burning in the deep eyes, which contrasted with the expression of no smoke and leisure at night, saying faintly: "We in North Lu are not like you in South Vietnam. After I had a capable mother, when I came out, she was temporarily responsible for her affairs. "

"When is that Khan going to return to China?" Ye Wuyan smiled lightly, and under the light of the morning sun, the deep black eyes seemed to be plated with amber, and there was a trace of elusive depth in the transparency.

He Helian proudly put down the bowl in his hands and smiled, "Naturally, I saw my own life well before I left."

The smoke-free look of the night has always remained leisurely and light, as light as the moon falling frost river, without traces. However, a pair of phoenix eyes had already narrowed up, and said lightly: "Is it?" He stayed here, they can live well, no wonder!

He stared fiercely at the battle between the two, and he had some food for a meal.

After a meal was used up, Seser urged Ye Wuyan to go back to make up for sleep. Where did Ye Yan leave? He went away. He Lian Aotian was with Su Se, how did he fall asleep.

瑟 "Sir, I can't sleep when I get to the room. I just rest on the deck chair. I want to listen to your fiddle." Ye Wuyan said lightly, lying on the deck chair with his eyes closed and sulking.

Xi Seirui turned around and asked Zi Mi to move Yao Qin out, sit under the pear tree, and start to touch the piano.

She played a melodious and slow tune, a song suitable for hypnosis. Lying on a lounger at night without smoke, she closed her eyes and listened, while Helian Aotian sat in the chair and listened.

I played a few times, and there were more and more listeners.

First, Ye Wuya came with the splendid princess, and soon Feng Mian and Yun Qingmang also came, plus a yard's maid and guard.

This day was spent in a lively scene again.

The next day, after eating breakfast, he came lazily without smoke at night. However, today is quiet, Ye Wuya and He Lian Aotian have not come.

The breeze was breezy and the flowers were faint. Secretly sitting on a soft chair, listening to the smokeless flute at night. Today, it is rare that no one else has come, so it was so smokeless at night to play flute.

The cymbal flute sounded gentle, lingering softly, and the light shone in the light, so a little sleepy.

Ye Wuyan glanced at Seser, took Yu Xiao away from his lips, put it on the wooden case, got up and walked in front of Seser, leaned down, Feng eyes stared at her intently, and lip smiled: "Sether, today there is no Ya will not come, I sent someone to do something, and he is in a state of distress. "

"Oh ..." Secretly smiled, looking at the handsome face at a distance, and knew what he was thinking.

"He Lian Aotian will not come today, something happened to his subordinate who lives in the post house." Ye Wuya continued.

"Oh ..." Seser smiled slightly, naturally knowing that something had happened, and it was also done by the night smoke-free people.

"Yun Qingkang was sent by me to get medicine, Feng Mian went back to Xuanyuan." Ye Wuyan continued.

"Oh……"

The last "Oh" ending of Seir hasn't dissipated. No smoke at night fiddled with her hands, and she turned her body, and her hot lips fell between Seul's sweet lips. Her flexible tongue knocked her shells and drew Aromatic sweetness.

However, the kiss was not deepened, and the courtyard door was pushed open by one person. Yun Qing hurriedly walked in. He shouted, "Lord, Lord ..."

Seeing the situation in front of her, the shout came to an abrupt halt, Yun Qing hurriedly turned her back, and smiled lowly, "He didn't see anything, the Lord continued."

The next night, I slowly let go of the smokeless, sitting calmly on the reclining chair on one side, but the eyes had already spit out fire.

"What's the matter? Let's say!" Ye Wuyan asked faintly.

"Lord, this kind of boudoir thing is best ..." Yun Qingkang wanted to talk about this kind of boudoir thing, or don't do it in the broad daylight, seeing the smokeless killing eyes at night, he hurriedly stopped.

"What the **** is it?" Ye Wuyan said coldly.

"Subordinates originally went to the Royal Pharmacy to get medicines for the Lord. Coincidentally, as soon as they left Houfu, they saw someone coming to give Houfu things. Named for his wife, so the subordinates brought them here!" Yun Said madly.

"Send something? What is it sent?" Ye Wuyan frowned slightly, a pair of lacquered star eyes were not deep at the bottom, and the corners of his lips evoked a playful smile. He turned around and asked, "Sir, who will give you something? Do you know?"

He also looked blank, unable to think of anyone who would give her something freely, and then said lightly, "I don't know, wouldn't they know if they let them in?"

Jin Yun frowned frantically, "I'm afraid I can't get it. A big carriage, and his subordinates must call the guards in the house to unload it."

Yan Ye no smoke and looked at each other, what sent a big car? The two walked slowly out of the hospital gate, and it turned out that a carriage was parked at the gate of the hospital. The carriage was a delivery vehicle. The contents of the carriage were piled up and covered with gray cloth.

The delivery businessman was a young man who looked very savvy. When he saw Chur and Ye no smoke coming out, he stepped forward, with a smile on his face, and asked carefully: "Excuse me, you But Miss Jiang Seser Jiang? "

I glanced at the delivery man, and smiled lightly: "Yes, I am Jiang Sesser. What did you send?"

Yan Ye Wuyan and Selse and Yunqiankang all stood far away and did not walk to the carriage, because I really do n’t know what is on the carriage, and who knows if it is a dangerous item.

"I'll open it for you, Girl Jiang will know at a glance!" The delivery man went to the carriage and slowly lifted the gray cloth covering the carriage.

There was a flash of light in front of my eyes. At this instant, Suther almost suspected that it was not a carriage, but a small garden.

Take a cart of flowers!

A cart full of colorful flowers!

The warmth of the red, the white elegance, the pink beauty, the richness of the purple, the freshness of the blue ...

Flowers of various varieties, flowers of various colors, flowers of various aromas, just filled with carriages, enchanting blooms, exuding the fragrant veins.

The season is still early spring, most of the flowers have not bloomed yet, and it is possible to cultivate such a large variety of precious flowers without knowing how much money and energy it will cost.

He said in his heart that it was false not to be touched, and it was also false not to be shocked. After all, no one had given her anything, neither smokeless at night. And, still flowers, full of flowers, which woman does not love.

She paused for a moment, turning to the young man who delivered the goods, and said, "Excuse me, who is this flower for? May I have a message for you?"

The man who gave the flowers shook his head and said, "That person has no name. I don't know who he is. However, he left a letter for Miss Jiang." In hands.

I took it and took a look. Some familiar fonts were in front of me. It was a word:

"Tear marks are new, golden threads are old, and the intestine is broken. Yao Yi recalls that season, the trees are thick, the grass is resting, the strings are sounding, and the steps are crazy.