"I'm not talking about that!" Feng Xing made a dot by Long Yu, "Where did Wenjiu go?"

"Don't get drunk!"

"Where is Wu Zui Gu?"

Long Yu blinked his eyes and looked at him. Where is Buzui Valley? He really didn't know. Wen Jiujiu said that it was the Huye branch of Qing and Fei's junction. It was a paradise. But no one had ever been to Buzui Valley, and no one knew its real location, except...

"Gu Anran!" Feng Xing stretched out a finger and looked at him seriously, "Aren't you afraid that she will see Gu Anran?"

Long Yu's expression became cold again, afraid that it would be useless? Could it be that she has been circling around her for the rest of her life and deceiving herself and not letting her look at her and think about it?

Wen Jiujiu has no doubt about her attachment to Gu Anran. She has no choice but to be young, Zhaohua is full of gratitude, and her heart cannot resist the honor and disgrace of the family. Long Yu still remembers that the cherry blossoms in the East Palace of Xuanguo were blooming very enthusiastically on the night when she got married. The weak boy lay quietly on the bed and looked at the cherry blossoms blooming in the dim night. When the night wind passed, the petals danced with the wind and turned into a few flowers and snow. The woman outside the palace gate was covered in red robe as blood, holding a golden red veil in her hand, and looked at herself in surprise, her eyebrows were slightly frowned into a whirlpool, muttering:

"So ugly, like a stunted orangutan!"

At that time, Long Yu didn't know what "development" or "orangutan". His ink-black pupils reflected the lonely loneliness of everything. He watched the flying cherry blossoms gradually calm down and fell on her eyelashes, making the almond eyes look particularly bright.

When Wen Jiujiu first got married, Long Yu was still hanging his breath. His body was filled with fetal toxins that had accumulated years of fetal toxins. The toxin tortured a delicate little baby to the same as an African refugee. Just when the people of Quanxuan Kingdom were about to give up the little prince, the prince's grandfather, the old general of the Dingguo Duke Zhenyuan, married Wen Jiujiu in the name of Long Yu in the name of Long Yu. That year, Wen Jiujiu was thirteen years old, and was still a yellow-shirted child in a pair of buns, but he had already become the best in medical skills in the world.

Huamei often says that Wenjiujiu has a great fortune. If the Gu family had not been selfish and sold Wenjiujiujiu to Long Yuchongxi as a child bride, and was treated as a living horse. How could he marry the prince with the standard grassroots of Wenjiujiujiu?

Wen Jiujiu was disdainful and said, it depends on whether the person who encountered the fortune was happy or not! Huamei sometimes found her conscience and sympathized with her, and not everyone was willing to be sold by her fiancé!

However, Wen Jiujiu is such a tough person. If you sympathize with him, she will sneer at him; if you envy her, she will give you a sage; if you are powerful, she will pretend to be pitiful. Regarding this past when the hearing people cry, Wen Jiujiu said that she was raped by fate. Since she is powerless to resist, she must learn to enjoy it. So the chaos in Xuanguo’s capital is so called “quick”. Listen, is this what a woman said?

"Madam, Rongcheng is ahead!"

A low and respectful voice came from outside the carriage. Huamei lifted the curtain and sighed: "God! Finally arrived, Huahua, hurry up! This girl's belly is shriveled!"

The coachman turned around and rushed to the car silently. The four secret guards clearly called swords, lights, swords, shadows, how could the queen's jade mouth be slightly opened and it became spring, flowers, autumn, and moon. And the emperor's master didn't help them at all! Huh...

Rongcheng is not big, and it only took an hour to ride a donkey from the east to the west. Wen Jiujiu and they had some time to go before dinner after resting in the largest inn in the city. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!