Chapter 249 Why Hang These Things
Fourth master looked at Yuan Yang who was sleeping soundly on the long couch. This woman also has a big heart. With so many beauties pestering her, she can still sleep soundly. Isn't she afraid of being eaten?
Stretching out his long arms, he wanted to hug her inside, his fingertips touched her skin, it was sticky and slippery, and the sweat was light.

A beauty should be sweating profusely, but she is so sour and smells so sour, which one of his eyes is really attractive!
I really want to throw her into a wooden bucket and wash her well.

Suddenly it occurred to her that she was injured, forget it!

Turning around and entering the bathing room, he took out a wet towel and wiped her body.

Wipe it, and almost misfired again.

Fourth master endured so much that his eyes were blood red, and he pinched her softness a few more times bitterly.

Yuan Yang snorted, "Master, don't move, it's so itchy..."

This woman who only cares about starting a fire and neglects to put it out is a woman who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth!
Fourth Master sighed and carried her into the inner room.

After taking a bath and eating dinner, I walked to Mingyue Pavilion and started to write with a pen.

The eldest and the third are now more and more intolerable, but they are all small troubles and have never been fatal.

What he wants is for them to fight each other, and both sides will suffer.

Concubine Su Gui is the key person. She is in the palace, he doesn't want to make a move, and he doesn't know how to make a move. He has to think carefully about how to place the chess pieces in this game, think carefully!

The pen in Fourth Master's hand was writing faster and faster, the pen was like a snake, and the sword was sharp, every word, every word, penetrated the back of the paper.

When the big characters were written, thin beads of sweat appeared on the entire forehead.

Yuan Yang in Pillow Cloud Pavilion had a dream.

In the dream, she was kneeling on the ground with her whole body tied up. Feng Guanxiapei, the lady Wang Liu dressed as a bride, was standing high above her, announcing her crimes one by one with a hideous face.

Charming up and down, absurd and rude, shameful and lewd, deceitful words to confuse the public, the crime should be punished,!

The shrill voice ordered one after another, and someone pulled her out to soak the pig cage.

Then several burly men stuffed her into the pig cage and pushed her into the lotus pond.She wants to shout for help, wants to shout, Lord, help me...

However, her throat seemed to be blocked, and she couldn't utter a word. The cool lake water poured into her throat, her ears, her eyes, her nose...

The seven holes and six internal organs were all under heavy water pressure. She couldn't breathe, couldn't struggle, and just slowly sank to the bottom of the water...

Just when she could hardly breathe, she woke up suddenly, and her whole body bounced up.

He exhaled heavily, opened his eyes and looked around, stroked his chest, damn it, luckily it was a dream!
Today, I had a chat with Mrs. Wang Liu, and I dreamed of this woman at night, thinking about it every day, and dreaming at night!

The dream was so real that Yuan Yang felt a tightness in his chest, so he got out of bed and walked out barefoot.

Overnight, the Fourth Prince's Mansion was decorated with lights and festoons, and the lanterns were hung high!

Bright as day, beaming!
Yuan Yang grabbed a servant and asked, "It's not a festival, why are you hanging these things?"

The boy looked surprised, "Tomorrow is the day of the prince's wedding, Uncle Fu said, I have to hang up this lantern even if I stay up all night tonight."

After saying that, the boy left excitedly.

Yuan Yang paused, staggered, fell off the stone steps, and rolled directly onto the grass.The wound twitched, causing her to grin her teeth in pain.

Grandpa got married, and he didn't get married by himself, so why are you so excited!dying!

Also, this heart is sore, sore, what's going on?

The sequelae of a dream just now?

Yuan Yang struggled to remember, but his body became weak, his whole body was weak, and his palms were sweating, so he couldn't hold it up.

(End of this chapter)

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