Chapter 522
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After hearing these words, she turned and left directly.
The corners of his mouth slightly hooked. As soon as Mo Weinong turned around, he came to an unmanned corner.
Looking up, a man fell from the tree.
Yuan Jin glanced at her dress and said with a smile, "fortunately, you painted makeup on your face when you went out today, otherwise you would put on the clothes of a servant girl. I'm afraid you can't stop the sight of those men."
Mo Weinong raised his eyebrows. "That's right. I have foresight. How about you? Did the traitor and Zhou Qianhu find it?"
"Well, over there." Yuan Jin pointed in a certain direction. Mo Weinong took a look. If he really saw Zhou Wanyong talking to a man, he still looked familiar.
"Mao Fei?" yes, isn't this man the cousin of Princess Prynne and the son of Taipusi Qing?
Last time I said I would kill the Green King. When I looked back and saw the Green King, I immediately nodded and bowed.
This man is not a good thing at first sight. He doesn't have the ability. He likes to fake tiger power and bully others.
Seeing that he and Zhou Wanyong are very familiar with each other, they are really birds of a feather and collude with each other.
Mo Weinong tilted his lips and looked at the man who followed Zhou Wanyong. Although there is no evidence to prove that this person is a traitor, since it is yuan Jin's suspicion, she feels that nine times out of ten she can't be wrong.
And the man looked like Zhou Wanyong's little attendant, but his eyes were raised from time to time, but he kept looking at the others present.
Well, it's not a good thing.
Suddenly, the man suddenly said a few words around Zhou Wanyong, pointed to his stomach, turned and left.
Yuan Jin's eyes narrowed, "let's go and have a look."
Mo Weinong shook his head, "you follow him and see what he wants to do. As for me, Hei hei."
The insidious look on her face made yuan Jin stunned, especially when she saw that her sight had been falling on Zhou Wanyong, she knew that her own thick was the rhythm to deal with the rival in love.
rival in love? Yuan Jin was disgusted by this word. Zhou Wanyong's scum is not worthy to be a strong rival in love.
Yuan Jin didn't say anything at last, just nodded and said, "OK, be careful yourself. If you have anything, run away immediately. Don't love war."
"Yes, yes."
Yuan Jin walked forward quietly and directly followed the traitor.
Mo Weinong glanced at the tray in his hand, which was to deliver tea to the guests. There are many tables in the yard for these people. In front of these tables, there is a large open space. At this time, there is a man dancing his sword in the open space.
Since Princess Prynne wants to favor herself, the men who come today naturally have to show their talents. This civil and military competition is really in full swing. Almost all of them have taken out their own skills. Eighteen kinds of martial arts are dazzling.
It's just a pity that Princess Prynne behind the white gauze in the pavilion doesn't think about it at all.
Mo Weinong sneered, put a plate of cakes in the tray and walked towards Zhou Wanyong's table.
However, before she approached, she saw another servant girl passing by with tea.
The servant girl put the tea on the table, but Mao Fei, who was sitting on one side, suddenly touched her ass with his hand.
The servant girl was surprised. The tea almost overturned. She immediately shrunk her shoulders and retreated with a slight red face.
Mao Fei was still there with his hands smelling.
Mo Weinong saw this scene clearly. He was excited and felt uncomfortable.
The sleeping trough is disgusting. Sure enough, two equally disgusting men can talk like this.
She looked at what was in her tray and hesitated to send it.
She thought with her lips closed for a while before walking towards the table. But he took Zhou Wanyong's side. Thousands of families like men this week. They shouldn't do anything to her.
Even if he dared to do it, she would break his hand.
Mo Weinong calmly put the cakes in the tray on the table. When he raised his hand, a medicine powder in his hand was sprinkled into the cup where they drank tea.
Just as he took back his hand, Mao Fei suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her.
Mo Weinong was stunned and looked at him.
Unexpectedly, Mao Fei turned his head and talked to Zhou Wanyong.
"..." dare to dislike her? I don't look at my virtue.
Hum.
Mo Weinong snorted and went down quietly.
The performance continued. Mo Weinong stood in the corner and looked at Zhou Wanyong and Mao Fei.
Seeing them drinking tea while chatting, they smiled low.
Before long, it was Zhou Wanyong's turn to perform.
As a thousand families in the Qin family army, there are thousands of soldiers in charge. There is no doubt about Zhou Wanyong's force value.
Facing the direction of the pavilion, he hugged Princess Prynne in the hanging gauze and said, "I'm Zhou Wanyong, a thousand families of the Qin family. I heard that the princess is also a woman with both literature and martial arts, and women don't let men. I'll play a set of shooting skills. Please give me advice."
After saying that, he pulled out a long gun from the weapon rack on one side and put it forward with a sound of "Ho". As soon as he heard the heavy sound, he knew that the weight of the long gun was not light.
Princess Prynne laughed secretly. What long gun? It's just the courage of a man. How can it be compared with the elegant and elegant temperament of the green king? When you raise your hand, you can shoot people a few feet away. Even fighting with people is pleasing to the eye. Wan Yong, like his name this week, is uncomfortable to hear.
Prynne curled her lips and listened to the sound of the long gun swinging in her ears, but her eyes kept staring at a plain juanpa in her hands. Her thoughts had not known where to fly for a long time.
The little Mao on one side sighed. Fortunately, the mammy sent by the queen was outside the pavilion. Otherwise, if she saw her daughter like this, she was afraid to go to the queen and say something to affect her daughter's image.
With a "Qiang" sound, Zhou Wanyong finished playing a set of guns and slammed the handle on the ground, making a heavy impact.
Prynne finally recovered and clapped her hands absently.
Zhou Wanyong hugged his fist again and said, "I'm making a fool of myself."
Then he put the long gun back on the weapon rack and returned to his seat.
But the face was a little ugly.
Seeing this, Mao Fei couldn't help coming over and asked, "brother Zhou, what's the matter? Looking so pale? Is it because my cousin didn't say anything, which makes you unhappy? Ha ha ha."
Mo Weinong was walking from behind the two people with a tray and smelled that he had hooked his lips.
Where does Zhou Wanyong still have the mind to pay attention to Prynne at the moment? What's the reaction? He just played with that set of guns, his blood surged in his body, and a dry heat was surging upward.
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After hearing these words, she turned and left directly.
The corners of his mouth slightly hooked. As soon as Mo Weinong turned around, he came to an unmanned corner.
Looking up, a man fell from the tree.
Yuan Jin glanced at her dress and said with a smile, "fortunately, you painted makeup on your face when you went out today, otherwise you would put on the clothes of a servant girl. I'm afraid you can't stop the sight of those men."
Mo Weinong raised his eyebrows. "That's right. I have foresight. How about you? Did the traitor and Zhou Qianhu find it?"
"Well, over there." Yuan Jin pointed in a certain direction. Mo Weinong took a look. If he really saw Zhou Wanyong talking to a man, he still looked familiar.
"Mao Fei?" yes, isn't this man the cousin of Princess Prynne and the son of Taipusi Qing?
Last time I said I would kill the Green King. When I looked back and saw the Green King, I immediately nodded and bowed.
This man is not a good thing at first sight. He doesn't have the ability. He likes to fake tiger power and bully others.
Seeing that he and Zhou Wanyong are very familiar with each other, they are really birds of a feather and collude with each other.
Mo Weinong tilted his lips and looked at the man who followed Zhou Wanyong. Although there is no evidence to prove that this person is a traitor, since it is yuan Jin's suspicion, she feels that nine times out of ten she can't be wrong.
And the man looked like Zhou Wanyong's little attendant, but his eyes were raised from time to time, but he kept looking at the others present.
Well, it's not a good thing.
Suddenly, the man suddenly said a few words around Zhou Wanyong, pointed to his stomach, turned and left.
Yuan Jin's eyes narrowed, "let's go and have a look."
Mo Weinong shook his head, "you follow him and see what he wants to do. As for me, Hei hei."
The insidious look on her face made yuan Jin stunned, especially when she saw that her sight had been falling on Zhou Wanyong, she knew that her own thick was the rhythm to deal with the rival in love.
rival in love? Yuan Jin was disgusted by this word. Zhou Wanyong's scum is not worthy to be a strong rival in love.
Yuan Jin didn't say anything at last, just nodded and said, "OK, be careful yourself. If you have anything, run away immediately. Don't love war."
"Yes, yes."
Yuan Jin walked forward quietly and directly followed the traitor.
Mo Weinong glanced at the tray in his hand, which was to deliver tea to the guests. There are many tables in the yard for these people. In front of these tables, there is a large open space. At this time, there is a man dancing his sword in the open space.
Since Princess Prynne wants to favor herself, the men who come today naturally have to show their talents. This civil and military competition is really in full swing. Almost all of them have taken out their own skills. Eighteen kinds of martial arts are dazzling.
It's just a pity that Princess Prynne behind the white gauze in the pavilion doesn't think about it at all.
Mo Weinong sneered, put a plate of cakes in the tray and walked towards Zhou Wanyong's table.
However, before she approached, she saw another servant girl passing by with tea.
The servant girl put the tea on the table, but Mao Fei, who was sitting on one side, suddenly touched her ass with his hand.
The servant girl was surprised. The tea almost overturned. She immediately shrunk her shoulders and retreated with a slight red face.
Mao Fei was still there with his hands smelling.
Mo Weinong saw this scene clearly. He was excited and felt uncomfortable.
The sleeping trough is disgusting. Sure enough, two equally disgusting men can talk like this.
She looked at what was in her tray and hesitated to send it.
She thought with her lips closed for a while before walking towards the table. But he took Zhou Wanyong's side. Thousands of families like men this week. They shouldn't do anything to her.
Even if he dared to do it, she would break his hand.
Mo Weinong calmly put the cakes in the tray on the table. When he raised his hand, a medicine powder in his hand was sprinkled into the cup where they drank tea.
Just as he took back his hand, Mao Fei suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her.
Mo Weinong was stunned and looked at him.
Unexpectedly, Mao Fei turned his head and talked to Zhou Wanyong.
"..." dare to dislike her? I don't look at my virtue.
Hum.
Mo Weinong snorted and went down quietly.
The performance continued. Mo Weinong stood in the corner and looked at Zhou Wanyong and Mao Fei.
Seeing them drinking tea while chatting, they smiled low.
Before long, it was Zhou Wanyong's turn to perform.
As a thousand families in the Qin family army, there are thousands of soldiers in charge. There is no doubt about Zhou Wanyong's force value.
Facing the direction of the pavilion, he hugged Princess Prynne in the hanging gauze and said, "I'm Zhou Wanyong, a thousand families of the Qin family. I heard that the princess is also a woman with both literature and martial arts, and women don't let men. I'll play a set of shooting skills. Please give me advice."
After saying that, he pulled out a long gun from the weapon rack on one side and put it forward with a sound of "Ho". As soon as he heard the heavy sound, he knew that the weight of the long gun was not light.
Princess Prynne laughed secretly. What long gun? It's just the courage of a man. How can it be compared with the elegant and elegant temperament of the green king? When you raise your hand, you can shoot people a few feet away. Even fighting with people is pleasing to the eye. Wan Yong, like his name this week, is uncomfortable to hear.
Prynne curled her lips and listened to the sound of the long gun swinging in her ears, but her eyes kept staring at a plain juanpa in her hands. Her thoughts had not known where to fly for a long time.
The little Mao on one side sighed. Fortunately, the mammy sent by the queen was outside the pavilion. Otherwise, if she saw her daughter like this, she was afraid to go to the queen and say something to affect her daughter's image.
With a "Qiang" sound, Zhou Wanyong finished playing a set of guns and slammed the handle on the ground, making a heavy impact.
Prynne finally recovered and clapped her hands absently.
Zhou Wanyong hugged his fist again and said, "I'm making a fool of myself."
Then he put the long gun back on the weapon rack and returned to his seat.
But the face was a little ugly.
Seeing this, Mao Fei couldn't help coming over and asked, "brother Zhou, what's the matter? Looking so pale? Is it because my cousin didn't say anything, which makes you unhappy? Ha ha ha."
Mo Weinong was walking from behind the two people with a tray and smelled that he had hooked his lips.
Where does Zhou Wanyong still have the mind to pay attention to Prynne at the moment? What's the reaction? He just played with that set of guns, his blood surged in his body, and a dry heat was surging upward.
After hearing these words, she turned and left directly.The corners of his mouth slightly hooked. As soon as Mo Weinong turned around, he came to an unmanned corner.Looking up, a man fell from the tree.Yuan Jin glanced at her dress and said with a smile, "fortunately, you painted makeup on your face when you went out today, otherwise you would put on the clothes of a servant girl. I'm afraid you can't stop the sight of those men."Mo Weinong raised his eyebrows. "That's right. I have foresight. How about you? Did the traitor and Zhou Qianhu find it?""Well, over there." Yuan Jin pointed in a certain direction. Mo Weinong took a look. If he really saw Zhou Wanyong talking to a man, he still looked familiar."Mao Fei?" yes, isn't this man the cousin of Princess Prynne and the son of Taipusi Qing?Last time I said I would kill the Green King. When I looked back and saw the Green King, I immediately nodded and bowed.This man is not a good thing at first sight. He doesn't have the ability. He likes to fake tiger power and bully others.Seeing that he and Zhou Wanyong are very familiar with each other, they are really birds of a feather and collude with each other.Mo Weinong tilted his lips and looked at the man who followed Zhou Wanyong. Although there is no evidence to prove that this person is a traitor, since it is yuan Jin's suspicion, she feels that nine times out of ten she can't be wrong.And the man looked like Zhou Wanyong's little attendant, but his eyes were raised from time to time, but he kept looking at the others present.Well, it's not a good thing.Suddenly, the man suddenly said a few words around Zhou Wanyong, pointed to his stomach, turned and left.Yuan Jin's eyes narrowed, "let's go and have a look."Mo Weinong shook his head, "you follow him and see what he wants to do. As for me, Hei hei."The insidious look on her face made yuan Jin stunned, especially when she saw that her sight had been falling on Zhou Wanyong, she knew that her own thick was the rhythm to deal with the rival in love.rival in love? Yuan Jin was disgusted by this word. Zhou Wanyong's scum is not worthy to be a strong rival in love.Yuan Jin didn't say anything at last, just nodded and said, "OK, be careful yourself. If you have anything, run away immediately. Don't love war.""Yes, yes."Yuan Jin walked forward quietly and directly followed the traitor.Mo Weinong glanced at the tray in his hand, which was to deliver tea to the guests. There are many tables in the yard for these people. In front of these tables, there is a large open space. At this time, there is a man dancing his sword in the open space.Since Princess Prynne wants to favor herself, the men who come today naturally have to show their talents. This civil and military competition is really in full swing. Almost all of them have taken out their own skills. Eighteen kinds of martial arts are dazzling.It's just a pity that Princess Prynne behind the white gauze in the pavilion doesn't think about it at all.Mo Weinong sneered, put a plate of cakes in the tray and walked towards Zhou Wanyong's table.However, before she approached, she saw another servant girl passing by with tea.The servant girl put the tea on the table, but Mao Fei, who was sitting on one side, suddenly touched her ass with his hand.The servant girl was surprised. The tea almost overturned. She immediately shrunk her shoulders and retreated with a slight red face.Mao Fei was still there with his hands smelling.Mo Weinong saw this scene clearly. He was excited and felt uncomfortable.The sleeping trough is disgusting. Sure enough, two equally disgusting men can talk like this.She looked at what was in her tray and hesitated to send it.She thought with her lips closed for a while before walking towards the table. But he took Zhou Wanyong's side. Thousands of families like men this week. They shouldn't do anything to her.Even if he dared to do it, she would break his hand.Mo Weinong calmly put the cakes in the tray on the table. When he raised his hand, a medicine powder in his hand was sprinkled into the cup where they drank tea.Just as he took back his hand, Mao Fei suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her.Mo Weinong was stunned and looked at him.Unexpectedly, Mao Fei turned his head and talked to Zhou Wanyong."..." dare to dislike her? I don't look at my virtue.Hum.Mo Weinong snorted and went down quietly.The performance continued. Mo Weinong stood in the corner and looked at Zhou Wanyong and Mao Fei.Seeing them drinking tea while chatting, they smiled low.Before long, it was Zhou Wanyong's turn to perform.As a thousand families in the Qin family army, there are thousands of soldiers in charge. There is no doubt about Zhou Wanyong's force value.Facing the direction of the pavilion, he hugged Princess Prynne in the hanging gauze and said, "I'm Zhou Wanyong, a thousand families of the Qin family. I heard that the princess is also a woman with both literature and martial arts, and women don't let men. I'll play a set of shooting skills. Please give me advice."After saying that, he pulled out a long gun from the weapon rack on one side and put it forward with a sound of "Ho". As soon as he heard the heavy sound, he knew that the weight of the long gun was not light.Princess Prynne laughed secretly. What long gun? It's just the courage of a man. How can it be compared with the elegant and elegant temperament of the green king? When you raise your hand, you can shoot people a few feet away. Even fighting with people is pleasing to the eye. Wan Yong, like his name this week, is uncomfortable to hear.Prynne curled her lips and listened to the sound of the long gun swinging in her ears, but her eyes kept staring at a plain juanpa in her hands. Her thoughts had not known where to fly for a long time.The little Mao on one side sighed. Fortunately, the mammy sent by the queen was outside the pavilion. Otherwise, if she saw her daughter like this, she was afraid to go to the queen and say something to affect her daughter's image.With a "Qiang" sound, Zhou Wanyong finished playing a set of guns and slammed the handle on the ground, making a heavy impact.Prynne finally recovered and clapped her hands absently.Zhou Wanyong hugged his fist again and said, "I'm making a fool of myself."Then he put the long gun back on the weapon rack and returned to his seat.But the face was a little ugly.Seeing this, Mao Fei couldn't help coming over and asked, "brother Zhou, what's the matter? Looking so pale? Is it because my cousin didn't say anything, which makes you unhappy? Ha ha ha."Mo Weinong was walking from behind the two people with a tray and smelled that he had hooked his lips.Where does Zhou Wanyong still have the mind to pay attention to Prynne at the moment? What's the reaction? He just played with that set of guns, his blood surged in his body, and a dry heat was surging upward.
