When the Broken Sleeve Travels to the Country of Women

The carriage was a little bumpy, but Huang Fufeng didn't care at all, because he was already fascinated by the beauty around him, "Xiao Shushu, where do you want to take me to play?" Sure enough, Lu Wanshu frowned, nervously He pursed his lips and said nothing.

After being stabbed, Huang Fufeng has been recuperating for the past few months, and Lu Wanshu has been taking care of him.After getting along for a long time, the intimacy between Lu Wanshu and him has already reached a new height, but every time he says "little book", Lu Wanshu can give him a satisfactory response, and Huang Fufeng seems to have discovered a new continent. Wan ran and yelled in front of Lu Wanshu, and then watched Lu Wanshu's expression gradually change from the initial anger to the current helplessness.

Seeing Lu Wanshu ignoring him, Huang Fufeng was not annoyed, and continued to babble: "What are you doing out of the city? Going for an outing? It's winter now! Do you want to enjoy the snow, but it hasn't snowed yet?" Huang Fufeng's curiosity had already arrived At the peak, he was enjoying his recuperation life comfortably, with rich clothes, fine food, and beauties by his side.But this morning for some unknown reason, when he opened his eyes, he saw the beauty in his dream, and before he had time to tease him, he was urged to wash up, and after washing up, he was dragged out before he had time to eat breakfast. Prince Rui's Mansion, stuffed neatly into the carriage, didn't tell him where he was going, and he just acted as a surprise for Lu Wanshu.

Yang Han originally wanted to follow, but was rejected by Lu Yanshu, Huang Fufeng saw that the two of them seemed to be fighting, hurriedly stepped forward to fight, and smiled at Yang Han: "Actually, Yang Han, you don't have to follow." He can protect me." Huang Fufeng thought that carrying a light bulb would not be fun, and the three of them would be embarrassed.

Yang Han: "But..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Wanshu said again: "I will definitely protect him, and things like restaurants will never happen under my nose." After saying this, Yang Han finally didn't speak again, but Huang Fufeng hadn't had time to say anything. In a word, Yang Han saluted him and quickly disappeared.

Huang Fufeng had never seen such a tense Lu Wanshu before, thinking that he would not have any trouble with Yang Han, so he had no choice but to turn his eyes back from the place where Yang Han's back disappeared, and stared at Lu Wanshu strangely. for a long time.

Along the way, Huang Fufeng guessed a few places about their destination, but Lu Wanshu didn't answer him a word after all, the carriage bumped all the way, and Huang Fufeng groaned all the way.After walking for a long time, he finally stopped on a small road at the foot of a mountain. Lu Wanshu still didn't say a word, and pulled him directly out of the carriage.

"Oh, can you be gentle with me?" After complaining, Huang Fufeng began to groan and cry out in pain. A flash of guilt flashed in Lu Wanshu's eyes, and he let go of his hand, "The carriage can't come in, you need to walk."

Huang Fufeng was rubbing his wrist, mumbling and complaining: "You have really strong hands."

Lu Wanshu's eyes glanced at Huang Fufeng's snow-white wrist, seeing a few red marks left on it, he lowered his eyes, "I'll see my father later, don't talk nonsense."

Huang Fufeng wasn't really blaming Lu Wanshu, but he was thinking that his body was too delicate now, and even a slight pinch would leave a few red blood marks, so he scolded this pampered prince's shell in his heart, By the way, I feel humiliated for my soul, which is originally a tough guy image.But Lu Wanshu's words immediately attracted all the attention, and he exclaimed: "What, see the parents!"

After being surprised, he started to spin around anxiously, "It's over, it's over, I haven't prepared anything yet, and ah, the clothes I'm wearing are not suitable."

Lu Yanshu looked at his anxious look leisurely from the side, Huang Fufeng saw Lu Yanshu like this, and then remembered to blame Lu Yanshu: "It's all your fault, why didn't you tell me earlier, I have never seen my father-in-law, so bold Come rashly, what if he is not satisfied with me?"

Lu Wanshu's lips moved, and when he was about to speak, Huang Fufeng preempted him and said: "No, no, I have to go back to the city first, and come back when I'm ready." After finishing speaking, he raised his leg along the road he just came want to escape.

He just took a step, and his back collar was lifted, and Lu Wanshu ignored his resistance and dragged him to the path in the woods, Huang Fufeng was still struggling: "No, I haven't prepared anything yet! "

Lu Wanshu ignored his reluctance, grabbed his collar tightly, and casually uttered a few words, "No need to prepare anything."

After being led by Lu Wanshu for a long time in this small forest, Huang Fufeng only felt a sore calf.After twists and turns, a small wooden house appeared in front of me. This house is hidden in the forest, and it looks extraordinarily secretive. It is believed that the owner of this house likes to be clean.

Huang Fufeng made a fuss all the way, and he was even more embarrassed, but he still desperately wanted to go back.The sudden noise outside could no longer be ignored by the people in the room, and a person came out from the room, "It's the young master who is here!"

It was a little boy with a baby face, Huang Fufeng guessed that he should be only sixteen or seventeen years old, the boy greeted him excitedly, "Young master has not come for a long time, the master is inside!"

Lu Wanshu responded with the word "yes" lightly, and then continued to drag Huang Fufeng to the cabin.Huang Fufeng felt nervous that an ugly daughter-in-law wanted to see her in-laws, but since he couldn't escape, he could only pretend to be generous and followed Lu Wanshu in.

The room is small, but it is extremely tidy. There is a black wooden round table in the center of the small living room, and a set of white porcelain tea sets are placed neatly on it. The spout of the teapot is steaming white, as if they knew they were coming to visit early in the morning. Prepare welcome tea in advance.Seeing that there was no one in the small living room, Huang Fufeng's trembling calves could no longer support him, and he slumped straight on the low stool beside the table.

He just took a breath and was about to pour a cup of tea for himself, when there was a light coughing sound, which frightened his hand that poured the tea unsteadily, and poured it straight on himself, and the scalding tea splashed on his hand, originally There was a tingling pain in his stiff hand, causing him to throw the white porcelain teacup in his hand towards Lu Wanshu, but Lu Wanshu caught it firmly, then threw it on the table, and came to him in a flash, worried Asked: "Is there any burn?"

Huang Fufeng was in a hurry, but the elegant old man who coughed softly just now had a serious face, sat down on the low stool beside the wooden table without haste, and poured himself a cup of tea.

A large red mark was burned on the back of Huang Fufeng's hand, but he still didn't forget that he came to see his father-in-law today, and he wanted to slap himself twice for his actions just now, thinking that he was in the hands of his father-in-law. There must have been no good impression left in his heart, so he didn't have time to cry out for the burn on his hand, thinking about performing well every second of the next.

It's just that Lu Wanshu didn't cooperate with his awareness, and told the boy next to him: "Zeli, get a bottle of scald medicine."

The boy who called Zeli responded briskly, and just as he took a step, the old man snorted coldly, and finally said: "There is no scald medicine here!" Looking at the old man, Huang Fufeng patted Lu Wanshu and said, "Oh, it's all right, I don't need medicine."

Huang Fufeng gestured to Lu Yanshu with his eyes, as if telling him not to make a fuss, and not to hinder his plan to hug his father-in-law's thigh.In the next few hours, Huang Fufeng tried his best to please his father-in-law.

Zeli prepared dinner for them, and he seized this opportunity to behave himself, pulling his sleeves and asking himself to kill a chicken for everyone, but in the end he got chicken feathers all over himself, and the chicken ran away.

After working for a long time, the food was finally brought to the table. He wanted to pour a glass of wine for his father-in-law, but when he got up, he accidentally stepped on the hem of his clothes, and the mellow wine spilled directly on Lu Yanshu. The final result was His father-in-law's face turned darker, and he didn't bother to look at him anymore.Finally, in the next half hour, Huang Fufeng gave up struggling directly, and looked aggrieved like an angry little daughter-in-law, and kept picking at the rice in the bowl.

The bad day of visiting his father-in-law was finally coming to an end. Before leaving, Lu Wanshu was taken away by his father to talk, and Huang Fufeng was left aside, so Liben planned to go up to greet Huang Fufeng, but when he was stared at by his master, he just Obediently ran to clean up the dishes.In the end, only Huang Fufeng was left in the small living room. Perhaps for self-punishment, he went to the small courtyard with a dejected face to suffer from the cold.

The conversation between Lu Yanshu and his father was finally over, and it was already snowing outside, but these beautiful snowflakes could not attract his interest, and his eyes fell directly on the people in the courtyard.

This year's snow came a little early. It was the evening of junior high school, and the snowflakes fell on Huang Fufeng's body. Several months of recuperating from his injuries made his complexion even whiter.The snowflakes fell on Huang Fufeng's white cloak, blending with it, and his body, which had just recovered from a long illness, became even thinner. Perhaps it was because it was too cold. It was red from the cold and looked very pitiful.

The young man who was pacing back and forth was enduring the biting chill, waiting for him.Lu Wanshu tightened the jade pendant in his hand, quickly took off his thick cloak, strode towards Huang Fufeng's direction, quickly put the thick black cloak on Huang Fufeng's body, and he only said two words: " go home!"

It's just that the man is short-sighted, and before he left the small courtyard, when he saw him, he asked nonchalantly, "Did my father-in-law scold you, did I embarrass you?" A gust of cold wind blew, and the emperor Fufeng couldn't help shivering, Lu Wanshu closed the cloak on him, "No!"

The cloak was stained with the scent of Lu Wanshu, mixed with a faint smell of alcohol, Huang Fufeng was a little dizzy, and said desperately: "It smells so good, and the smell of the wine I just poured on it, let me smell it again." Then So he rubbed against Lu Wanshu familiarly, and Lu Wanshu hurriedly pulled him out of his father's clean courtyard and drove him back home, otherwise he was really afraid that his father would vomit blood for three liters from this anger, or be so angry that he would suffer He ran out and slapped Huang Fufeng to death.

……

It was also the night of the first snowfall, and Mu Wuya took the road to the capital again.This road was also the one my mother walked in exile. Maybe the blood my mother vomited has been covered by dust and sand or layers of snow. In short, there is no trace of death.

He also walked this path a few years ago.After escaping from the sea of ​​fire, he also returned to Kyoto through this road. Many years later, the small inn is still there.

That year, the conversations on the drinking table of those people were still playing back in their ears, "Jingzhao Yin Muyan was jointly appealed by Yan Ran and the First Prince and sentenced to exile, and I also heard that Mu Yan died of illness on the way."

"Die from some kind of illness, I think she was beaten to death. I have seen her body, and it was beaten to the point where there is no good ground. Let me tell you, her eyeballs..."

"Oh, stop talking, you're still eating!"

"All right!"

The discussion stopped temporarily, followed by the sound of noodle sucking loudly. For a moment, those people continued to discuss the situation in the court and the secrets of the royal family. Those people chatted enthusiastically, and no one paid attention. The nails sank into the flesh, and a few drops of red liquid dripped from the feet. There was a slight ticking sound from time to time, but it was easily covered by everyone's talking and laughing.

Mu Wuya stepped into this small inn again. The shopkeeper was weakly trying to figure out the abacus at the counter. Seeing that the guests had finally arrived, he hurriedly shouted and called a waiter to come out.A man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks staggered over, flicked the white rag around his neck, and yawned, "It's so cold, what do you want, sir?"

"It's snowing, let's serve dumplings." The man responded briskly and went to work.

In the lobby of this small inn, apart from Mu Wuya, there was another person at the next table. That person seemed to have drank a lot of wine. Seeing that someone who could talk finally came, he took a pot of wine and two wine cups, and staggered to the door. Mu Wuya sat down at his table unceremoniously, and hiccupped, "Brother, let me buy you a drink and make friends!"

Xiao Er brought up a plate of hot dumplings, but Mu Wuya got up and told Xiao Er: "Arrange a room for me, and bring the dumplings back to the room." With a cold ass, he cursed: "I don't know how to flatter you.!" Then he wobbled back to his wine table.

Xiao Er graciously led the way for Mu Wuya. Before going upstairs, Mu Wuya only left a sentence: "Are you a friend? I don't need it anymore." In exchange for this, the drunk cursed louder, but Mu Wuya ignored it. Go upstairs.

The dumpling filling is very filling, but not that flavor.

On a snowy day a few years ago, the three of them sat around the table eating dumplings, "Wu Ya, my sister put candy in a dumpling filling, let's see who can eat who, she will be the luckiest person." In the end, the blessing dumplings were eaten by Mu Yan, but Mu Yan said with a black face: "What kind of candy do you put? It's not a child, it's too bad to eat."

Mu Wuya was picking at a pile of dumplings, looking for something intentionally or unintentionally, but he didn't eat the lucky dumpling, seeing that although Mu Yan had eaten it, he still looked like he was in the midst of blessings and didn't know what was going on, so he couldn't avoid arguing with Mu Yan a few times Voice.

The dumplings were delicious, but he couldn't eat them all. Mu Wuya put down his chopsticks, took out the letter from the package, and began to read every word.

Before leaving, Lin Bo said: "He guessed right, it's all like this, you still have to go, in fact, I could have helped him trap you like a few years ago, but he actually left a letter before he died , it’s for you, he said that if you still want to leave after reading this letter, let me not stop you.”

Li Yuan didn't know him as well as he imagined. After reading the letter, he still chose to go back to the capital.

All of this must have an end.