135, what kind of weapon does His Highness usually use?
Ming Wuyou looked at Yun Zichen for a while and suddenly said, "I remember there is an iron fan in the warehouse of the escort business. It is the weapon of Mr. Yuchen, a famous martial arts world. The third brother is so handsome. If he uses that fan as a weapon, he will definitely be
Very beautiful.”
"Caiyue, you go to Dafengtang and get the iron bone fan."
"yes!"
Yun Zichen was stunned for a moment and hurriedly said, "Thank you sister."
Yun Ziheng, who was sitting aside, glanced at Yun Zichen slowly and said indifferently: "Acupuncture is troublesome, don't stick here to disturb my sister."
"Oh well!"
Yun Zichen had just come to take a look, but now he saw that Ming Wuyou was busy and it was difficult to disturb him, so he immediately retreated.
More than half an hour later, the acupuncture ended.
Yun Ziheng's eyes have improved a lot now. He didn't need to wear a silk ribbon to see things, and he wouldn't be afraid of the stimulation of the strong light.
But he still wore silk straps of the same color as his clothes every day, which made Ming Wuyou a little curious and asked him.
Yun Ziheng said: "It looks good."
Ming Wuyou has nothing to say.
The handsome and elegant Yun Ziheng looks like he wants to transcend the world. He is wearing a blindfolded silk strap. The tail of the strap is indeed beautiful when it sways with the wind.
However, Ming Wuyou guessed that the reason he did this was to make the political enemies of the Zhan Palace think that his eyes were not going well, right?
"Miss." Caiyue walked in from outside and said warmly: "Mr. Shen is here."
Ming Wuyou paused: "Please come in."
Since she met Dafengtang last time, she has not seen Shen Qingci again in the past half month. Seeing him today, she is actually a little helpless.
She didn't think she was so good that she was unique in the world. She could make a man unconditionally make a cow and horse for her, and even make a cow and horse for her husband and children in the future.
Such feelings are too heavy and heavy, and she can't bear it with peace of mind.
She wanted to let Shen Qingci go, but Shen Qingci would not leave.
There are some things she can't say.
Speaking up hurts Shen Qingci's self-esteem, which makes things even more complicated.
It is Ming Wuyou's attitude to reduce meetings.
She and Shen Qingci can be friends, loyalty is the most important thing, but no matter how much affection is, it is impossible to have any more.
There is also Dafengtang.
Ming Wuyou actually rarely asked about it, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it was specially opened for Shen Qingci.
He was born and died for many years for the Ming family, which he deserved.
I hope that Shen Qingci can understand everything after a long time and can turn a corner in his heart.
Today, Shen Qingci was wearing a white dress with wide sleeves, a black cloth embroidered belt around his waist, and a bronze medal hanging on his waist, representing the identity of the head of the Dafengtang general manager.
"Miss!" Shen Qing bowed his hand over the place for several weeks and brought a brocade box up: "This is an iron bone fan."
"A little thing, I'm sorry to ask you to go there yourself. How's the escort business recently?"
Ming Wuyou signaled Caiyue to take the fan and chatted with Shen Qingci for a few words.
Shen Qingci lowered his eyebrows and looked down, guarding his servant identity. After giving back, he politely retreated.
Yun Zichen was in such a wonderful mood when he got the iron bone fan.
He looks handsome and gentle, and he looks really good when playing with a fan, and adds a sense of chicness to his whole body.
It was already late to see Yun Ziheng off.
After Ming Wuyou went to see his grandfather, it was completely dark. Ming Wuyou was tired all day, so he took a shower and changed his clothes, retracted on the bed and planned to fall asleep.
I didn't know that after sleeping for a while, my big hand stroked my face in a daze. She opened her eyes and said with a smile: "Your Highness."
If she hadn't been used to Murong Yu's sudden appearance a few days later, the ambergris on his body, the temperature of his fingers...
When you suddenly open your eyes and see someone, don’t you scream in fear?
"I woke you up?"
Murong Yu raised his finger, but in fact he was not willing to leave her face, so he covered it, "Go to sleep, I'll just look at you, and I'll leave when you sleep."
"……Um."
Ming Wuyou responded lazily, half-closed his eyes to continue falling asleep, but he couldn't fall asleep.
She lifted up the thick embroidered cloth on the lamp stand, let Ye Mingzhu illuminate the house, and then searched by the pillow: "I made something for you, right!"
She took out the fan of "Jobs" and showed it to Murong Yu like it, "Do you like it?"
"I was going to make a paper fan, but the master I invited said that if the paper fan is used for a few days, it will be dirty and it will be scrapped and difficult to clean up, so I made a silk fan."
Murong Yu held the fan in his hand for a while, and pinched Ming Wuyou's hand with his big hand. After checking it, he made sure there were no messy scars. A little smile appeared in his eyes: "I like it."
As long as it was given by Ming Wuyou, he likes everything.
Ming Wuyou smiled and opened the fan and gestured in front of Murong Yu: "Today, the third brother danced with iron bones. I think it is really cool and handsome to use a fan in a fight. What weapons do you usually use? Swords
?”
Her eyes slid down and fell to Murong Yu's waist. I remembered that the last time she was at Zhujia Manor, Murong Yu pulled out a soft sword from his waist.
"Can I take a look?" Ming Wuyou put the fan aside. Although he asked, his hand had already fallen on Murong Yu's belt.
In the middle of the priceless obsidian belt is Kunshan topaz carved with Tenglong. There is nothing special about the entire belt, where is the sword hidden?
“…”
Murong Yu's breathing slightly condensed, and he held her running little hand: "Don't move!"
"I'm just curious and want to see." Ming Wuyou raised his eyes, his eyes full of curiosity: "Let me see."
"Um."
Murong Yu nodded, his robe sleeves swayed slightly, and his back was already facing Ming Wuyou.
Ming Wuyou only saw his hand leaning down to his waist. The next moment, a soft sword appeared in Murong Yu's hand.
The sword was very thin, and it felt like paper. When it was held in Murong Yu's hand, the sword blade could not stop shaking up and down. The cold white glow of the Night Pearl fell on it, making the sword look even colder and murderous intent.
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Murong Yu explained: "After the hilt of the sword is buckled by the belt jade, there is a mechanism, and the middle of the belt is hollow."
His original sword-pink dragon tomb was given by the emperor's brother himself, and was a masterpiece of the sword-casting master Mu Heng.
The sword was always on the battlefield, and after entering the capital to regent, the sword was always with you.
The sword blade was washed away by blood, and he stepped on the bones of others before he walked to the position of King Zhenbei and Regent, and he was covered in evil spirits.
When he first entered the court, he scared the ministers in the court to the point of no one's expression and bowed his head.
But he also scared Yuan Hao, who was less than four years old.
At that time, Yuan Hao looked at him with caution and evasion.
Murong Yu was cold by nature, so how could he know how to get along with his children? Later, Madam Bai went to help him contact Yuan Hao.
Over time, Yuan Hao knew that Murong Yu was cold-faced and his uncle and nephew gradually improved.
Madam Bai said that wearing a sword may scare the child, and the intimidation of the sword on the court is too strong.
The court is not a battlefield, nor is it a place to stop killing. It is recommended that Murong Yu change his habit of wearing a sword at any time.
But Murong Yu's sword has been used for many years, so how can he change it? He changed the sword now.
"So that's how it is." Ming Wuyou nodded, half bent down and carefully studied his belt, "Do you have a name for this sword?!" This chapter has been completed!