Chapter 56： Evil King Escaped Wife

Sang Yuan and You Wuming embraced and laughed for a while.

Suddenly she remembered something and looked up at him with a small face: "How could the father king just promise me to marry you?"

She thought it would take some time for this to happen.

Speaking of this, You Wuming immediately "brushed" and straightened up, pulled her out of his arms, grabbed her shoulders, and said seriously: "Xiao Sanguo, do you know how much money I spent on employment? , You have to find a way to make money for me-I can do anything else, just make no more money."

Sang Yuanyuan: "...So you hit your father with money and nod?"

This is not the same as she imagined! Can this kind of thing be solved with money?

"Yeah," You Wu Ming flirted, "I've been overweight, plus, plus, he agrees."

Sang Yuanyuan: "...So how much did you spend?"

He moved closer and said lowly: "All the belongings, plus taxes in the next five years."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." It's okay. They all learn to spend in advance and pay in installments.

So she's about to marry a moonlight tribe with a house and a wall?

This is not overwhelming!

His eyes shone with the brilliance of money: "Such an expensive little fruit naturally needs to be well protected. If you lose a hair, you will have to lose a lot of gold."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

...

At dawn, Sang Bujin led a thousand guards and set off in the direction of Hanzhou.

Han Shaoling’s birthday was three days later, and the post was sent to each state long ago. There were two princes in Bai and Feng Erzhou who went to Hanzhou for a feast. The horse and carriage passed through Sangzhou. One line.

Sang didn't get off, and talked to Shizi in Bai and Feng Erzhou.

Sang Yuan can only get out of the car to entertain slightly.

Both princes of Baizhou were born white and plump, which was the kind of charming and charming appearance.

Fengzhou is famous for strong winds, deserts and Gobi, and the two queens have a dark complexion, like the beauty of the Western Regions.

Seeing Sang Yuanyuan, the four women didn’t know what to say, and they looked at each other, and they all looked disappointed. Since the King of Hanzhou invited this'ex-wife', it must be a complex thought with her. , What's the matter with yourself?

The queen ladies saluted each other and looked at Sang far away quietly.

I saw that she was wearing ice blue silk yarn, and it was even more lined with frost and snow, and the flower buds of spring color. Wu Fasong loosed her shoulders and fell between her elegant and slender neck. Her temperament was a bit lazy, but she was noble and dare not look at it.

The royal family pays attention to the etiquette and identity, even if the heart is sour, it will never speak out of place to the face.

The maidens spoke a few words and then returned to the carriage dignifiedly, slowly driving onto the road to Hanzhou.

Sister Baizhou couldn't help complaining as soon as she entered the car.

"Hanzhou King is really boring! Not only has Sang Yuan been invited, but also what are we going to do?! Give them testimony and support!"

"Yeah! With her there, who can grab the limelight? It's better to go home and forget it!"

"At this moment, don't you want to be laughed to death? Oh, it doesn't matter, anyway, it's not just you and me."

"Isn't Sang far away from that... was that person taken away for a while, and Hanzhou King didn't mind? It was really broad-minded!"

Complaining violently, I suddenly saw my elder brother bowing into the car.

The two sisters stared at him grievously.

Bai Shizi beamed with joy: "Don't put on this frustrated face! Fang Caisang has already given me a close. His sister has already set up a family relationship and won't grab Han Shaolin with you!"

"Who? With whom?"

Bai Shizi shook his head: "I don't know. Sangzhou's tone was very tight, but no news came out."

"Isn't it you... right? A few days ago, it was not always rumored that Sang was taken away by that person, didn't he leave day and night?" the sister asked quietly.

"How is it possible!" said the elder sister. "Is that person like to marry a wife? It must have been a casual person. After all, it is a woman who has passed through two hands. Anyone who has a certain status, who wants to be a king." ! More price."

When I heard that Sang was far from reuniting with Han Shaolin, the two women immediately forgot that they still regarded others as invincible enemies. At the moment, they cracked down and degraded her to the lowest point-the human psychology is often so strange and subtle .

"Don't guess." Bai Shizi said happily, "I have inquired clearly that among all the women attending the banquet this time, except for Yunzhou Yun Xuzhou and Qin Wushuang in Qinzhou, Can be ranked between the two of you. Yun Xuzhou has a strong temperament, and Han Shaoling may not like it. And Qin Wushuang is weak, and he may have a hard time. You two, I hope the most! Oh, I’m so happy for you!"

The second daughter rejoiced immediately.

One of them said: "That's great! Since it's better, after the banquet, it's better to touch his bedroom with wine and cook the raw rice to make a mature meal. This man is not something in his palm!"

"Sisters, let's go together. It doesn't matter who is bigger or who is smaller! But... Han, can we eat the two of us together?"

"Just bring the magical dew!"

The second daughter giggled and made a ball.

Bai Shizi said quietly: "If it's really a thing, remember it in the future, help me more!"

...

The atmosphere is different in Fengzhou.

Two black and thin women cling to their hands, both faces flushed, full of excited smiles.

"I haven't seen it for a long time, Sang Shizi is still so charming!"

"Yes! My sister is so excited that I almost lost my mind! How can he be so beautiful!"

"Well! A man who is more beautiful than a woman. Just marry home. I don't know how beautiful the future baby will be!"

Feng Shizi sat next to him and rolled his eyes: "Okay, you two nymphos, just give me some! Don't lose my Fengzhou's face outside!...... Say Sang Shizi really looks good, If I were a girl, I would also like to marry."

"Brother, can you marry the Sang Wang Nu? Then let's not kiss and increase the kiss?" The younger sister stepped forward. "Sang Wang Nu is so beautiful! Brother, are you really inattentive?"

"Sang Wangnv has already made people!" Feng Shizi said, "I guess Sangzhou has regretted his death at this moment. Who wants to know, Han Shaolin actually intends to reorganize? But it's hard to say, if Han Shaoling has the meaning of breaking the mirror and returning, Sangzhou might Destroyed the set family affairs and renewed the leading edge with Hanzhou. Howling, don’t talk about me! In short, both of you, please take care of me in front of others, not heard!"

"Listen--see--!"

...

Sangzhou is full of short mulberry.

Sang was sitting far away in the car, listening to the conversation between Bai and Feng Erzhou's prince and daughter.

She jumped around the corner of her eyes, then again.

She was secret in her heart, no matter whether she avoided people in the future, her speech could not be as unscrupulous as they were-who might have listened to it.

Baizhou these guys! Oh, it's no wonder that that kind of stuff is particularly abundant! It turns out that women are like wolves, men are weak and useless! Sang thought happily.

As for Fengzhou... The sisters of Fengzhou are actually pretty good, but unfortunately they are not close to Sang.

"Little girl, where is Yuwuming?" Sang Bu asked.

Sang is far from knowing.

He told her to follow Sang Buxi first, saying that he would follow up after changing dresses. Who knows that there is no figure yet.

Sang Bujin thought of seeing Yun Xuzhou three days later. He really had no idea in his heart. He just wanted to hold his brother-in-law to have a good discussion and strive for a better performance next time. Seeing that You Wuming didn't show up, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Brother, you and Youwu Ming, why are you suddenly better like this?"

Sang Buquan coughed his hands and coughed: "It's time to be a family, so naturally you have to fall in love with each other."

Sang looked at him suspiciously.

She could vaguely guess that Sang was not near for Yun Xuzhou's matter, but no matter how you look at it, shouldn't this matter be discussed with her sister?

You Wuming, can he go to Yun Xuzhou to talk to him?

Thinking of this matter, Sang could not help but have some heads.

Yun Xuzhou's affection for Sang is not undoubted, but Sang Bujin does not seem to understand his own intentions for Yun Xuzhou at all. On that day, people ruined innocence and detoxified him. He said that he was responsible, but he didn’t help others, and he didn’t have any sweet words. He just left people in the car, which was too cold. Too.

Think about it, if you are so lifeless, you don’t know how sad you should be.

She frowned-shouldn't she, Sang Bujin didn't want to be responsible anymore? Otherwise, why did he keep holding Youmei to discuss? Does he feel ruthless and heartless? Then he really looked wrong!

You Wuming is obviously her peerless cute!

Thinking like this, Sang uttered for Youyou far and away-

"Brother, are you still prejudiced against Yumei? I tell you, he is the best man in heaven and earth! He and I will never be separated in this life!"

Sang is not close: "!!!" Sure enough, amazing! Let's see what the little girl is like!

He strengthened his determination to hold the lifeless thigh.

Apprenticeship must be apprenticeship!

...

At the moment, Sangdu's white shop secretly sneaked into a covered customer.

He is tall and slightly thin. One stop at the counter at will, the momentum made the store unconsciously calm down, hold his breath, and stepped forward to entertain.

Although this man could not see his face with a blindfold, he was inexplicably hairy.

His body is too murderous!

Finally, he said: "Furongzhi, twenty boxes."

"Hey, hey." The store was relieved and bowed to get it.

The mysterious guest quickly added: "A bottle of magical dew. Buy it for my uncle."

The store was nervous for a long time, and suddenly heard such a sentence, suddenly relaxed, did not dare to laugh, and suffocated a fart.

Mysterious guest: "..."

When things were in hand, he left the white shop with one arrow and hurried into the side alley.

Half a quarter of an hour later, an average-looking person dressed as a bodyguard chased northward on a very fast cloud beast.

"Little Sanguo," he gritted his teeth, and weighed the heavy baggage in his hand, "the next time there is hibiscus fat, do you think I will treat you lightly!"

He proudly raised his chin and tried to expel the bottle of magical dew hidden under the baggage, "Buy for Uncle".

He ran fast in short life and soon caught up with the team.

It was always very happy to see Sang. He screamed and stood up half a large, furry body, resting his two front paws by the window. His head was hung on the window. —It knew it was impolite to spray nasal sprays far away from Sang, so it turned politely to the side and sneered at three wet ones.

You Wuming almost laughed.

After appeasing the short life, Sang fell on the window far away, calling Youyou to get on the bus.

"I seem to be about to advance, and come up to take me."

She didn't feel that there was anything wrong with being upgraded by Youyou. In the original work, Meng Wuyou also practiced later. Like every hostess of "independent self-improvement", she is very self-respecting and proud. She definitely does not want Han Shaoling to help her. Drag oil bottle.

In Sang Yuan's view, this is the silly lack of brain water.

Use the fastest speed to improve your strength, without dragging on others, and even becoming a real strong man on your own. Isn't it more than ten million times more valuable than the pretense "self-esteem"?

You Wuming likes her to hug his thigh so straightforwardly.

Piansheng's mouth is still disgusted: "Like a snail, I practice with you a lot, I am lazy!"

The two flirting and cheering are very happy, and Sang on the side is even more depressed.

He said: "Little girl, you first cultivate yourself, I have something to discuss with You Wuming."

Sang Yuanyuan: "?"

At this moment, You Wuming just jumped into the carriage.

Sang was not close and just stood up in a hurry to go out, and the two slammed into their arms.

It was good this time, the big baggage that Youyou was carrying in his hand was screamed and hit the side wall.

He froze for a moment, and his black eyes were full of panic, and he stretched his hands weakly to catch--

It was too late.

I saw that the baggage ‘wow’ broke up, piled up in a boxy, jade box filled with hibiscus fat scattered all over.

In a pile of jade boxes, the little white jade bottle looked very eye-catching.

Sang Bujin didn't know what it was. He said sorry while casually bending down to pick it up for him.

Youyou can't save it, and watched Sang Bujin grabbing the little white jade bottle in his hand...

"Bai's magical dew." Sang, who knew nothing about it, read the black words on the small red paper sticking on the bottle.

For a moment, it seemed as though a black hole was encountered in the carriage.

Sang looked at Youyou from afar, staring at his easy-going face in a burst of white and blue.

Sang Bu stood upright, and handed the white magical dew in his hand to You Wuming.

He anxiously asked him questions, did not take such trivial matters into consideration. After two passes, he found that you were desperate, and he couldn't help but wonder, and then looked down at the lotus fat scattered all over the floor.

‘Is such a small thing worth being angry? ‘Sang Buxin thought to himself, ‘well, this is not the time to care about this. ’

He placed the magical dew on the low table in front of Sang Yuan, and bowed to pick up those hibiscus fats for Youwu.

"Baizhou Furongzhi." Sang Bujin read the lettering on the jade box and worked hard to enliven the atmosphere, "Yu Wuming, you are really sincere to the little girl, buy so much facial fat, do you run out! That magical Lu, also used together? The effect is pretty good?"

He also turned his head and looked at Sang Yuan: "Well, his look is indeed much better than before!"

You Wuming: "..." He wanted to die a little.

Sang Yuan's face also turned red and became a peach.

This is really a brother!

You Wuming's dark, stiff eyes finally rolled slowly.

"Sang is not close," his voice floated. "These are for you."

As soon as this sentence was spoken, a lot of blood was immediately restored on Youming's face, narrow and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of wickedness was raised in the corners of his lips.

Sang is not close: "Buy me?"

You Wuming nodded quickly, her eyebrows raised high, her delicate lips curled up, and the voice was mysterious: "Yes, I bought it for you at your request."

Sang didn't stay close for a while, his fair-skinned face slowly turned into pig liver color very slowly.

For a long while, the younger sister didn't understand it at all, and Sang asked with difficulty, "Is it... half an hour?"

"Yes!" You Wuming raised her eyebrows and nodded, "You can only use two drops, more than two drops will be fatal. Hibiscus is not painted face, understand? Magical dew, your, Hibiscus, Yun Xuzhou Yes. Do you understand?"

Sang Bujin focused and nodded, quickly recovered the pile of hibiscus fat and the bottle of magical dew into the baggage scattered on the ground, hurried to the soft bed, and smiled at Sang far from embarrassment. , "Oh, I forgot, I asked Youyou to buy some small gifts for Yun Xuzhou. It's not something, just for ordinary girls, you can't use it."

Sang rubbed his forehead from afar: "Well, you're just happy."

You Wuming resolved the crisis, secretly exhaled a long breath, and pretended to walk towards the soft couch in a casual manner.

He smirked and grabbed Sang Yuan's shoulder: "Come and take you to practice."

She is stunned.

His breath suddenly struck, her heart fluttered slightly, her body trembled, and there was a little shame in her eyes.

Breathing was also messy for a moment.

After being so intimate yesterday, after all, something has changed. As he approached, there was something more in his chest, crispy, numb, and touched his fingertips.

This look fell into the lifeless eyes, he only felt the heart soaked in the warm water, it was about to melt.

"Little Mulberry..." The voice was dumb.

"Cough cough cough!" Sang intervened angrily.

Sang was very hot in both ears, and was anxiously knee-crossing.

I couldn't calm down for a long time.

He was too close, the breath was strong, and the wood spirits he gathered seemed to be stained with his unique dark floral fragrance.

He gathered Mu Ling to her side while observing her silhouette in silence.

With a single outline, there is no cure for it. She looked small and soft, as if it would fade in her palm when she touched it, and she couldn't see that she had such a strong heart just by looking at her appearance.

In fact, his little mulberry is very strong. He knew that even without him, she would move her head forward like this, she was like water, it seemed weak, but in fact it could gouge walls and wear stones. Nothing can stop her.

How could he be so good, why did he encounter such a small fruit?

The time is always fast.

When the team entered the Handu City, Sang was very successful in advancing to Lingmingjing Wuzhongtian. She opened her eyes and called.

The whole car was immediately filled with big faces and flowers.

Now when she upgrades, the number of big-faced flowers that can be called rises geometrically. She can call twenty flowers in the fourfold sky, but now she can call out forty flowers when she reaches the fifth heaven.

The flower tray was another big circle, and a big flower tray filled the whole car, and some big faces with no flowers placed were squeezed to the ground and paralyzed.

Sang, who was squeezed against the side wall, was not close: "..."

You Wuming Qiang endured without a smile: "Little Sanguo, why don't you try to make them grow teeth? Although I don't need you to fight in battle, but the ability to bluff is always better."

Sang glared at him far and away.

The big face flower has made people feel very light, let alone the big mouth flower, big tooth flower...

Who doesn't want to be a fairy? !

She thought for a moment, and felt that the five green strings in her mind were a little tempting.

'attack! ’

As soon as her thoughts turned, she took back her big face flower, and then threw it into the middle of the carriage suddenly-

I saw a slender long brown stem standing in the carriage, and a bright red splendid flower quickly appeared on the top of the stem.

Closed petals, like a turmeric bud.

Sang didn't come near, surprised: "It looks like it will breathe fire."

Sang was far behind.

I saw that the big bud of the flower suddenly jumped up, then came down from the top, the hood was not close to Mulberry.

The petals screamed apart, it looked like a giant snake swallowing, and took a **** at the mulberry.

In the blink of an eye, the bright red flower buds had swallowed the ankle near Sang, trapping his body in the brown stem.

Sang was so frightened by a big jump that he hurriedly waved away the big red flower.

Sang Bu staring at his eyes, standing in the middle of the car incomparably, his clothes were cut into a ragged rag robe, covered in brown mucus, and after three breaths, it was completely clean.

You Wuming smiled straight up.

Before he could vomit ivory to give the flower a name, Sang was very anxious: "Cannibal flower!"

Sang Bu wiped his face.

After a while, he calmed down.

"My cultivation base is the Sixth Heaven of the Lingming Realm." He said, "This flower is enough to trap me for half a quarter of an hour, and it can also cause some minor injuries. That is to say, the practitioners below the Third Heaven of the Lingming Realm. , I am afraid I will be killed. Little girl, this is a murderous thing, remember not to throw it everywhere!"

Sang nodded far away.

...

In the evening, the convoys of Sang, Bai and Fengzhou successfully arrived at the Hanwang Palace.

The Thirty Definite Wife is a very grand ceremony. The Hanwang Palace has been very festively decorated with red dots and green, and the sky is not dark. The palace has lit up the lanterns. In the Black Stone City, the red and green colors are intertwined with each other. What is to be held is a wedding reception.

Sang was not near, holding Sang far, and stepped onto the beast car gracefully. Coincidentally, I just saw Meng Wuyou dressed as a little maid, and she ran away from home with blushing eyes-she didn't know when she took the mask off, and her face was smooth and slippery. Traces of disfigurement.

Sang was not surprised at all.

Which heroine can really be destroyed?

"Isn't that counterfeit?" You Wuming smirked, "Not as good as I follow..."

Raised his hand and gestured at the neck.

Sang shook his head quickly: "Don't! Ignore her."

She was 100% sure that there were absolutely no secrets hidden in Mengwuyou.

Now that I found myself to be Sang Yuanyuan, Sang Yuanyuan has begun to touch an unusual trace of faintness. Intuition tells her that what happened to him must be more or less related to dream worry-free.

Before he can figure out the other party's details, he must definitely lose money.

Take a look first.

Right in front, Han Shaoling had greeted him personally.

His complexion looked very good, striding meteor toward Sang far away, standing a foot away, a confident smile appeared on Jun's face: "Come."

The eyes are meaningful, and there are many, many words that I want to tell her.

The two sides gave each other a royal meeting.

The royal family of Bai and Feng Erzhou also arrived, and came forward and carried out two by two.

At the end of the ceremony, Han Shaoling's eyes were glaring and he stared at Sang Yuan.

The outside world does not know the details of what happened during this day. After You Wuming entered Beijing and assassinated Huangfu Jun, the avatar started to lead the army to attack the capital city of Jizhou. There is no woman beside the substitute. The outside world speculates that it must be that Sang Chengyin and You Wuming reached an agreement. Sangzhou made a slashing ceremony. In exchange, You Wuming returned Sang far to Sang Chengyin.

In the eyes of the world, there is no longer any intersection between You Wuming and Sang Yuan. If this were not the case, Han Shaoling would not post Baba to Sangzhou.

However, Sang Yuan was also very surprised that Youyou appeared in Sangdu and had set a wedding date with her. Even today, she has not spread it to the outside world! After trying to get out of the traitor last time, the king of Sangzhou was ruthlessly clearing up the senior officials of Sangzhou.

"Sang Wangnv seemed to be haggard." Han Shaoling approached two steps, pressing a low magnetic voice, "have you not been well after leaving me."

Sang raised his eyes and looked at him in wonder.

Isn't this a veritable word?

Don't she look too ruddy today!

She smiled softly and said, "There is a little worry. Today's grand ceremony is after all a major event. Those who came here are the pillars of the future of the 18 states, but don't make any business trips, otherwise the cloud will be in danger." ."

Han Shaoling: "..." He was talking about men and women, she fell to him with a heart? !

I was about to speak, but was interrupted by Sang far and softly and firmly: "Just before entering the city, I also saw a maid sneaking out against the roots of the wall. I think there is a problem, King Hanzhou, your palace Is the defense so negligent? I am really worried!"

Han Shaolin smiled: "How could Han Palace let people come and go at will..."

Halfway through the words, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

There is such a ‘maid’ who can come and go as he pleases.

Han Shaoling's face changed slightly, and he no longer entangled Sang far away. He hurriedly gave a gift, and ordered the left and right guests of Sang, Feng and Bai Sanzhou to be settled well, and then chased outside.

Sang looked back from afar, and saw You holding his hands desperately, standing behind him with a smile.

She blinked her eyes mischievously at him and smiled lowly towards Han Shaoling's back: "Will you write a "Han Gong Chong Couch: The Evil King's Ninety-nine Escaped Wife" next time?"

He leaned in slightly and his voice was extremely low and warm: "No, what I want is that the evil king and his wife have been playing in the palace ninety-nine times in Han Palace."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."