Wrong marriage at night: the princess has yin and yang pupils

Chapter 521 Forbidden Poetry
"Woman?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Yes! Woman!" Sanwa nodded heavily, "He will read a poem after the bricks are patched. Weep while reading."

"What poem?" Meng Shishi asked hastily.

"Let's think about it! I'm not educated, and my memory is not good! But he has been studying for 400 years, and I remember some of them."

Sanwa slapped her head hard, her eyes suddenly widened.

"He's talking about turning into a bridge and blowing the wind and rain or something!"

"I would like to turn into a stone bridge, subject to 500 years of wind, 500 years of sun, 500 years of rain, just ask you to walk across the bridge..."

Just as Sanwa said this, Lu Pianpian suddenly groaned.

She took lotus steps and swayed to the side.

A gust of wind blew, and the clothes fluttered.

That slender figure did not look like the carefree her on weekdays.

"That's right! It's this poem!" Sanwa hurriedly clapped her hands, "Beauty, how do you know?"

Lu did not answer, but his back trembled slightly.

As if, is crying.

Feeling something was wrong, I hurried over.

He grabbed Lu Pianpian's shoulder and turned around, only to find that her eyes were closed, her breathing was heavy and rhythmic.

Obviously, she was asleep.

"Why! Why!"

Raising the volume to call, Lu Pianpian suddenly opened his eyes.

"what!"

After a scream, Lu Pianbian hugged me.

"What's wrong?" I patted her on the back hastily.

It was found that the clothes on her back were drenched with sweat.

"I... I saw a man being pushed into a brick kiln! I watched him turn into a burning man and turn into coke! From a man to ashes, he was laughing!"

……

After removing the Bianhua, Sanwa turned back into a baby.

After being given sober medicine, he started crying again.

And we took advantage of the money his parents came to evacuate.

"I would like to turn into a stone bridge, subject to 500 years of wind, 500 years of sun, 500 years of rain, just ask you to walk across the bridge!"

After murmuring this poem, Lu Pianpian looked at Meng Shishi. "Are you following us?"

"No! I'm going to the capital to pick up my master, and I'll drop by to see you...you guys." Meng Shishi was embarrassed, "Master's catastrophe has arrived, so I must rush to help you. Let me go now!"

Meng Shishi cupped his fists and left in a hurry.

"Who is Master Meng Shishi? So powerful, can he be considered a catastrophe?" Lu asked.

"It's not important!" I pointed to the paper with poems on the table.

"Perhaps we must first find out who the author of this poem is."

Lu and I came to a bookstore with that poem in hand.

Seeing the shopkeeper, she immediately spread out the poem.

"Old gentleman, do you know which great poet wrote this poem?"

The shopkeeper pushed the glazed mirror on the bridge of his nose, and his expression changed after only one glance.

"How do you know about this forbidden poem!"

As he spoke, the shopkeeper tore it up.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Lu was anxious, "Why did you tear it up?"

"This is a forbidden poem!" The shopkeeper turned pale. "Emperor Dugu ordered 400 years ago that whoever spreads this poem will implicate the entire family!"

Is Zhu Jiu Clan so serious?
"Mister, we just want to know who wrote this poem!" Lu Pian softened his tone.

"Go! Go! I don't know! Go!"

Seeing the shopkeeper pushing and shoving, I grabbed his arm.

"If you don't want to say it, I will copy a hundred copies of this poem and paste it all over your study. The government will not have the patience to listen to your explanation. Who made these poems!"

"You!" The shopkeeper suddenly turned pale, "This poem will kill people!"

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(End of this chapter)