A prostitute of rebirth

Chapter 250 Cleaning up the Portal (2)
Or, no one is allowed to beat him up at all!
She followed Huangfu Moxie into the small courtyard of Wangyue Residence. Plum blossoms were also planted in the courtyard. It is not difficult to imagine that this person is a person who is obsessed with plum blossoms. Just when plum blossoms are everywhere, the scene is incomparably beautiful.

Unexpectedly, on the other side of the bridge, the scenery is so unique and beautiful.

Under the plum tree not far away, a man sat quietly in a wheelchair, holding a book in his hand, the faint plum blossoms fell on the man's hair, shoulders, and the book, making him look like a Fairy-like, quiet and beautiful.

"Father!"

Huangfu Moxie suddenly shouted, the man under the plum tree raised his head, his sharp-edged face, no matter from which angle, is beautiful, his skin is crystal clear, like the first snow in a night, if you ignore Huangfu Moxie's father-in-law However, Murong Xiaoxiao would only think that this man was only a little older than Huangfu Moxie, but he would not think about his father's side.

This face is obviously too young.

The man narrowed his black eyes lightly, and smiled lightly at Huangfu Moxie, then his eyes fell on Murong Xiaoxiao, and he nodded lightly at her, neither warm nor cold, very polite.

Huangfu Moxie pulled Murong Xiaoxiao in front of the man, and introduced with a smile: "Father, she is my wife, Murong Xiaoxiao."

In the plum forest, Huangfu Moxie has a slender figure, with a long robe, and the golden thread on the skirt of the robe glistens. He has water-like black hair, casually scattered on his shoulders, and the jade hairpin is immersed in water, even if he covers half of his face, he can still feel it He was handsome and extraordinary, the exposed half of his face seemed to be sculpted by a godsman, his thin lips were unstained and vermilion, the ruthless and ruthless warmth like a spring breeze, possessing an irresistible elegant charm.

Murong Xiaoxiao was still in the pity of a man with such a young and handsome face but could only sit in a wheelchair. Hearing Huangfu Moxie introduce himself to the other party, he busily said, "My concubine pays homage to her adoptive father."

"No, no, I treat Mo Xie as my own child. Now that you are married, you are also my child. Those common etiquettes can be avoided here. It's cold outside, so let's go inside and talk." He said softly, there was a trace of sadness in his elegant voice, then he turned his head and shouted into the room: "Longevity, serve tea."

"Father, why don't you ask Changsheng to bring out the tea, smelling the fragrance of plum blossoms, the tea is also very fragrant, it's the first time for Xiao'er to come here, just let her experience it." Huangfu Moxie said with a smile.

Murong Xiaoxiao cast a smile at him, she was thinking exactly what she wanted, but she was too embarrassed to speak, what he said was in line with her mind.

Huangfu Moxie felt her gaze, turned his head, and said silently, "Your thoughts are written on your face."

Murong smiled and stared in astonishment, and subconsciously touched her face, was she so obvious?

Soon, a middle-aged man from Qingshan moved a low table and two low stools and walked over: "Your servant sees the prince and princess."

"Uncle Changsheng, please forgive me." Huangfu Mo Xiexu said after helping him.

Changsheng was about 30 years old, and he seemed to have been following the man all the time, so Huangfu Moxie respected him quite a lot.

"Thank you, my lord." Chang Sheng chuckled, his skin was a bit dark, but his exposed teeth were exceptionally white. Then, he went into the room and brought out a teapot and cups, and poured a cup for each of the three people under the plum tree. .

Murong Xiaoxiao originally wanted to offer tea to the man, although he is a adoptive father, he is also a half-father, it should be so, but the man refused.

She thought that the man invited them to drink tea to chat, and maybe she could hear something she wanted to know from his mouth, but from the beginning to the end, the man drank the tea in silence, sometimes raising his hand to pick up the falling plum blossoms , with an elegant smile on his lips, as if he had merged with this Merlin.

Huangfu Moxie didn't speak, in the whole plum grove, there was only the sound of the wind blowing, the plum blossoms were scattered all over the sky, it was as beautiful as a fairyland, Murong smiled because the two of them were silent, she was too embarrassed to speak, so she could only raise her head from time to time Looking at the surrounding scenery, it is also intoxicating, and I don't feel bored.

When all the tea in the teapot was finished, it was already noon, so Huangfu Mo Xie got up to say goodbye, Murong smiled and followed him to salute and leave.

After leaving Wangyue Residence, on the way back, Huangfu Moxie solved most of the doubts in her heart.

From Huangfu Moxie's mouth, Murong smiled and knew that the man's name was Jun Qingyang. It was a very elegant name, which made people feel comfortable when they heard it. The old lady she saw this morning was Jun Qingyang's mother, and The girl in purple is Jun Qingyang's daughter, named Jun Yunuo.

They are not native Wushuang city residents, but moved here ten years ago. It is said that they brought a lot of gold and silver treasures when they came here, and became the richest family in the city. You know, Jun Qingyang was sitting in a wheelchair when he came here.

The original name of Wushuang City was Wucheng. Just like its name, it had nothing. It could almost be said that it was a gathering place for the poor. After Jun Qingyang settled in the city, he distributed the money in his hands to the people in the city from house to house. At that time, there were only a few dozen households. He asked the people to plant land and raise livestock, and he gave them wages, and then they would sell them in Lincheng. The common people gradually lived a life where they could have enough food and clothing without Jun Qingyang's donations.

The common people regard Jun Qingyang as their heaven and obey him in everything, and Jun Qingyang later changed Wucheng to Wushuang City.

Wushuang was his son's name, but he passed away a few years ago for unknown reasons, Jun Qingyang didn't mention it, and Huangfu Moxie didn't dare to ask.

Because of the people's trust and love for the Jun's family, when Huangfu Moxie decided to build the Lord's Mansion in Wushuang City three years ago and become the Lord's mansion on his own, no one objected, and instead got everyone's strong support.

In their view, after having a city lord, their life will become more and more prosperous.

And Huangfu Moxie did not let them down. In just one year, Wushuang City underwent completely different changes from before. There were many shops in the streets, and more and more people lived in Wushuang City. , he discovered the location of Jinshan, and even expanded the area of ​​Wushuang City several times, until he divided the surrounding territories without any belongings. The prosperity of the city has reached an unprecedented scene. No rich town can compare.

(End of this chapter)