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106 Encountering a Monster in the Morning

After the sunrise, it was almost time to go to court, so Beitangshuo simply stopped going back to the palace.

Originally, he wanted to send a carriage to take Wen Xining back, but she said she wanted to stroll around Liaocheng. She hadn't seen the morning market for so long.

Bei Tangshuo had no choice but to agree, and sent her to the palace gate, gave her a few more words of advice, and finally watched her walk away slowly, then turned around and walked towards the hall.

Beitangshuo, bathed in the morning glow, was like the divine truth that descended on earth. The rising sun dragged his tall figure long, and a firm smile was on his stunning face. He was calm and his steps were calm, and he looked forward step by step.

Walk away.

There will inevitably be a tough battle in the court today. At this moment, he has been waiting for twelve years.

Just today, he was going to join forces with his father to break everything up, remove this cancer for the entire Liao Bei, and avenge his mother.

The early morning air is really not bad. Wen Xining breathes the fresh air that he absolutely cannot enjoy in modern times, while wandering leisurely, feeling relaxed.

Although it was still early, the streets of Liaocheng were gradually becoming lively.

The first ones opened were those breakfast shops, including those who kneaded dough, rolled noodles, and made buns; some rubbed fried dough sticks and swung big cakes; some made some snacks such as wonton dumplings.

The more you walked in, more and more people became. People who were having breakfast began to appear in groups of three or three. The smoke from cooking was curling, the fragrance was everywhere, and the hawking and shouting sounds were coming one after another, which was very lively.

But most of the people who get up early to go to the market are ordinary people, dressed in plain clothes. Wen Xining wore gorgeous clothes because she entered the palace.

So when she appeared on the street early in the morning, it seemed unusually abrupt.

When everyone passed by her, they couldn't help but look at her curiously, wondering which rich wife actually appeared here alone early in the morning. It was really strange.

But Wen Xining didn't care at all. She closed her eyes and sniffed, and her stomach was hungry all night. These fragrances were so tempting to her.

But... she touched her body and suddenly entered the palace under that situation last night. How could she still bring money?

I had known that I would have asked Beitangshuo for some money when I left before, really...

Seeing the steaming buns, white steamed buns, and fried dough sticks with tempting fragrance, they were all waving to her, but she had no money to buy them.

Tragedy is so tragic.

Wen Xining pulled a face, looked left and right with depression, and didn't know if he walked down Zuifangju.

On the fourth floor of Zuifangju, a window was open, and a lazy figure leaned against the window.

Looking at the figure getting closer and closer below, Mu Lifeng covered his mouth, yawned in a charming way, and then simply lay on the windowsill, looking at someone who was dejected and greedy with a trepid look on the corner of his mouth

The arc is getting bigger and bigger.

He knew that this woman would never go home obediently, and he knew that she would definitely not bring money.

Looking at her rare embarrassing look, he felt so happy.

However, she always likes to wear green clothes, but today's blue palace outfit has a unique flavor.

She is beautiful and refined in green clothes, like a tree elves falling from the world, while she is dignified and charming in blue palace clothes, like a floating fairy who descends to the earth.

Oh, ah, what are he thinking about?

Mu Lifeng shook his head in annoyance, trying to shake off these messy things.

In a trance, Wen Xining always felt a strange gaze staring at her, and paused slightly, then she realized that she was actually standing in front of Zui Fangju.

After a moment of contemplation, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind. I looked up suddenly like a devil, and saw the person on the fourth floor who was lying on the window staring at her.

"Good morning!"

Mu Lifeng waved at her, smiling and looking harmless.

In the blurred vision, Mu Lifeng's face was coated with a red light by the rising sun, making his fair face look even more magnificent. Coupled with the curvy smile, the wind's eyes narrowed slightly...

A monster, a monster.

but……

Wen Xining had an idea, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and waved to Mu Lifeng.

"Good morning, come down."

Wen Xining's smile made Mu Lifeng look slightly, but he immediately recovered. He slowly stood up, raised his hand and gently lifted a strand of hair that was hanging to his forehead, and curled his lips:

"You'd better come up."

Before he finished speaking, his whole body had already jumped down from the window.

Wen Xining looked at the golden figure that was drifting down. Before she could react, she felt that the waist was lifted up and her whole body was taken to the air.

Damn it, come twice a day, these people like flying so much?

Mu Lifeng's speed was quite fast, and the people below felt a flash of golden light, and then two rays of light flashed by one gold and one basket, and then the woman in blue who was originally standing under Zuifangju disappeared.

For a moment, they were stunned. The dough-kneading, the noodles-eating, and the fried dough-fried noodles all stopped their movements. After a moment, they all started to move inexplicably, as if nothing had happened.

They were dazzled, absolutely yes.

Wen Xining had been taken into the window by Mu Lifeng.

The moment he landed, his black eyes slightly swept, and he saw that this was a room similar to Mengli Pavilion, but a bedroom with the same luxurious layout, but Wen Xining was no longer surprised.

"Is this your room?"

Wen Xining turned to look at Mu Lifeng.

People say that it is a cunning rabbit, how many nests does this prodigal son have?

"yes."

Mu Lifeng spread his hands, suddenly approached Wen Xining and blinked, and said ambiguously:

"I haven't even been here. Xiao Ningning, you are the first one."

Xiao Ningning?

Wen Xining's face turned black,

"Can you be disgusted any more?"

"hey-hey……"

Mu Lifeng smiled embarrassedly and stopped quarreling with her. Suddenly, he patted his hands twice, and the door was pushed open the next moment.

Wen Xining looked at the door in shock and saw a few beauties wearing gauze fishing in a row with food plates. The fragrance emanated from their bodies and the food in their hands, which was so charming.

In a daze, Mu Lifeng's joking voice came from his ears:

"Aren't you hungry? Why are you still in a daze? Come and have breakfast!"

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