Chapter 12 Prepare Four Men for Me

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date="2020-12-22"

title="Chapter 12 Prepare Four Men for Me "

weight="113197"

series = ["Marriage Under the Heavens"]

mode = "manual"

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This is a sunny accord with plenty of sunlight.

The furnishings in the elegant room are simple and elegant. There is a frame of four splendid screens with double-sided embroidered peonies of various colors: the coral red as a glowing red, the delicate and white noodles of the boy, the brilliant yellow as the gold, and the elegant wine in purple and red. Drunk Concubine Yang.

Qin Jiu's slender fingers slowly slid across the peonies on the screen, only to feel that the blossoms were vivid, as if a dark fragrance came out of the silk.

Inside the room is a pear wood carved bed, with a large bookshelf at the head of the bed, full of various books. There is a red sandalwood desk in front of the bookshelf. On it, there is a fine porcelain vase with a picture of a lady playing butterflies. What was inserted in the bottle were not flowers, but a few peacock feathers. tail feather had already had some thoughts, lost her colorful luster, but none of them were damaged.

There is a sapphire case in front of the desk, with red clay stove, goose feather fan, tea tray, tea wash, water bottle, teapot, bamboo chopsticks, tea towel, and an unfolded book.

At the end of the bed next to the east wall, there is a dressing table, and a white jade dotted jade step is placed at random.

Qin Jiu walked slowly to the sapphire case, reached out and picked up the scroll spread on the sapphire case, gently stroked his fingers along the pages of the book, scanned the lines of ink, and said softly: "Yexia Dongting At the beginning, I was thinking of Jun for thousands of miles. Lu Luongxiang was cold, and the moon was falling. I wanted to play Jiangnan Song, greedy to seal Jibei Shu. There is no other intention in the book, but I leave for a long time."

She finished reading in a low voice and looked up at Mu Yufei.

It was noon, and the golden sunlight poured in through the carved window lattice, shining a piece of the radiance from Mu Yufei's face. He seemed calm, but there was a seemingly uneasy anxiousness between his eyes. He seemed to casually took the scroll in Qin Jiu's hand and asked again with a smile: "Who is the girl?"

"I'm Qin Jiu, the master of Jianjia Sect of Tianchen Sect, and the current chief of Sizhifang." Qin Jiu glanced across the scroll in his hand, "You have hidden the handwriting of the rebel here, are you afraid of being known?"

Mu Yufei frowned and lowered her long eyelashes, then raised her eyes to Qin Jiu, clutching the scroll in his hand, and said with a smile: "Even if you are a thief, you can't obliterate her poetic talent. I admire her talent and I'm not afraid of being caught." People know."

Qin Jiu raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you afraid of getting guilty for this?"

Mu Yufei laughed and said, "I heard that your Sizhifang still retains her original twill hollow brocade technique. Why not disable it? Isn't it afraid of the blame?"

Qin Jiu sighed, sat on the bed, and whispered: "Xuanli, why bother with you!"

Mu Yufei was putting the scroll in the drawer on the table, hearing this, it seemed as if he had been struck by lightning.

She told him to Xuanli.

Xuanli is his word, only one person has always called him.

His fingers froze, his body froze, and he suspected that his ears had auditory hallucinations. He turned slowly, looking back at the woman sitting by the bed.

The carmine red palace dress outlines her slender figure, and her wide sleeves fall to the ground like clouds. The water-red sable fur around her shoulders made her charming and luxurious.

That person, she had never worn such gorgeous clothes.

A pair of Danfeng eyes that are raised up are soft and charming to the extreme. When look closely, only realize that behind those eyes, there seems to be infinite thoughts.

That person doesn't have such eyes either, her eyes are always clear and bright.

"You...what did you call me just now?" he asked in a trembling voice.

"Xuanli, it's me!" Qin Jiu looked at him with a smile, "The bamboo stick you hold in your hand is the skeleton of the hexagonal bamboo lamp I made, or you went to Jiuman Mountain on the outskirts of Lijing to chop it for me. The old nan bamboo that came back was made. Have you forgotten? You said that the old nan bamboo has the strongest skeleton for the lantern."

With a "pop", the scroll in Mu Yufei's hand fell to the ground.

"This room is still the same as when I left. There is only one change. When I left, there was a luminous white flower. I like to put peacock feathers in this vase. Replaced with luminous white, you said that the luminous white of the country is only suitable for me. Unexpectedly, I left, but you kept this peacock feather so well."

Mu Yufei's hands began to shake uncontrollably, and the originally dim star pupils renewed their brilliance.

"You gave me this white jade point jade golden step shake. You said I always bring a white jade hairpin. It's too vegetarian."

"Xuanli, I'm back." Qin Jiu said word by word.

"My lord, is it really you?" Mu Yufei turned around suddenly, stretched out his hand on the table, and slowly closed his eyes.

His shoulders shrugged constantly, and cold water drops on the tabletop. After a long time, he turned around and looked at Qin Jiu's star pupils.

He took the bamboo stick, rubbed the pattern on it, and said with a smile: "I saw this pattern carved on the bamboo stick, and I knew that it was an adult you came back. No one in this world can carve such a pattern except adults. Pattern. But I didn't expect that the adults changed their appearance."

Qin Jiu stroked a lock of beautiful hair hanging from his forehead, and smiled: "Oh, I am like this, is it more beautiful than before?"

Looking at her smiling face, Mu Yufei felt a sharp pain in her heart.

He knew that she must have suffered inhuman pain when she became so. But when she was laughing, he couldn't cry. He looked at her for a long time, and finally said seriously: "My lord is like this, uh, hell."

Qin Jiu: "..."

"I got your letter two years ago, and I have been waiting for you to return. But I didn't expect that you would come as the master of Tianchen Sect. Why do you have such an identity?" Mu Yufei Asked.

"Only with this identity can I get close to the center of power quickly without causing suspicion. Xuanli, I know you hate Tianchen Sect, but you can't be too obvious. The thing about driving my attendants out today , Was it your idea?" Qin Jiu asked quietly.

Mu Yufei shook his head and said, "It's Du Yue, my manager."

"You should take care of it, and besides," Qin Jiu looked around the elegant room for a week, and said slowly, "Don't stay in this room."

Mu Yufei was startled, touched the screen in the room with great reluctance, nodded and said, "I burned all the furnishings here and replaced them with new ones. Adults come here occasionally and they must have a place to live."

Qin Jiu nodded, "Remember to burn that volume."

Originally, Mu Yufei wanted to secretly leave the book, but Qin Jiu's thoughts were lost.

"However, I won't come often. It's best to avoid letting others know that I know you well. The only servants under me are loquats and durians that are still credible. If something happens, I will send them both to contact you."

"Then, now, do I need to do something?" Mu Yufei asked.

Qin Jiu hooked his lips and said with a smile, "I do have something right now, I need you to do it for me."

"What's the matter? The subordinates must do their best for the adults."

Qin Jiu stroked the wound on his body. Although he had just bandaged her again on the way to Linglong Pavilion, it still hurt.

"I want you to find four men for me, seventeen or eighteen, young men." Qin Jiu said slowly.

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Explain that loquat and durian are male. Cherries and lychees are female. Litchi is the master of Tianchen Sect. Cherry is the master of the gate, so can't believe it. The reason will be explained later.

wish you all a happy weekend.

"I want you to find four men for me, seventeen or eighteen, in the form of a boy." When you see this sentence, don't be scared.