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Chapter 223 Her favorite white steamed bun

make up?

Su Bei was stunned for a moment, what about it?

Isn't it just a box of candied fruits? Why don't you just go out and buy another box for her?

As if seeing Su Bei's reluctance, Yaoyan snorted coldly:

"What? Are you questioning whether this saint is stingy?"

"You have not fulfilled what you promised to this saint. This means that the promise you made has not been fulfilled."

"..."

Su Bei was startled for a moment, then straightened his expression, bowed to her, and said bitterly:

"This is indeed Su's negligence."

"..."

When she was going through a calamity before, it was she who did not care about gains and losses and spent her spiritual energy to resist the thunder that could annihilate any returning monk.

Without her, even if he had the hourglass, he would have no chance of surviving, let alone the catastrophe of inner demons that would follow.

This mere worship is not enough to repay him for his misfortune.

And she just asked for a hundred boxes of preserves?

Speaking of which, this was not considered a sacrifice at all. Thinking of this, Su Bei's gratitude became stronger and stronger, and he raised his head and looked at her.

But they found that Yao Yan was smiling calmly, with a hint of pride in the curve of her lips. She was only wearing a snow-white silk gauze nightgown, which was almost transparent in the sunset.

The mountains are tall and straight, and you can vaguely see them (...)

Yao Yan frowned slightly, as if he had thought of something, and then the sides of his cheeks gradually turned red, his long eyelashes trembled, and there were layers of ripples in his eyes even though they were so dim.

It seemed that I was looking forward to the things in that fantasy even more.

Seeing her face changing constantly, Su Bei looked strange.

"...She doesn't want herself."

Once this idea emerged, it spread crazily in Su Bei's mind unstoppably.

Yes, only feelings can make a person do this to himself! Did she take everything in the dream seriously?

Saints are not exempt from vulgarity!?

How virtuous and capable am I in Northern Jiangsu?

Although she is a bit older, she should not be at a disadvantage anyway. I just don’t know if she has any bad tastes. What if she likes to use candles and whips or something...

——Should I obey her or... obey her!?

Speaking of which, it is obviously impossible for a noble personality like mine to succumb to evil forces like her, but she is indeed kind to herself. In this case, she simply...

Su Bei took a deep breath, and with the consciousness of dedicating himself to his own greatness, he closed his eyes with a look of resignation:

"Su is willing!"

Yao Yan blinked her eyes and looked at him with confusion, not knowing what he meant by this.

Could it be that he knew he wanted to eat that ice cream!?

Are you willing to try it for yourself?

Thinking of this, he looked a little intoxicated. Everything in the dream was vivid in his mind. Like everything about him, when he thought of everything that happened that day, Yao Yan trembled violently.

It is really a terrifying inner demon calamity, but is everything in the dream considered part of reality?

It was obvious that two people had experienced it together.

Her jade hands were clenched tightly, and her voice was a little nervous even she didn't know why:

"That saint is looking forward to..."

Su Bei swallowed.

Look forward to!?

"Should we do it now?"

His voice was also a little nervous, his breath was hot, and he looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief, at the faint transparency under her white gauze.

Yao Yan looked a little curious and looked up at the sunset outside the window. It was already so late.

"Can it be done now?"

"Don't you need to prepare anything?"

"..."

After coming back to his senses, Yao Yan was lying half on top of the brocade, looking curiously at Su Bei who was taking off his clothes.

Can that thing called ice cream be made casually?

Why can't Wucheng find it? Where did he learn it?

What are you taking off your clothes for? Will it be hot?

Hearing Yao Yandi's words, Su Bei suddenly had an idea in his mind, and his big hand that was about to take off his gown stopped in mid-air.

broken!

Didn’t expect that the Saintess would be such a person?

The sunset had already gradually set in the west, and the room was dark, except for the candlelight, which gave her face a different kind of temptation.

The atmosphere became more and more ambiguous, and Su Bei suddenly felt a little thirsty. For a moment, he wanted to be willing to immerse himself in this gentle countryside and never want to come out again.

She asked herself to prepare something!

"What do you need...wine or candles?"

"Or maybe..."

Su Bei probed his head, but after all, he didn't say anything about the steel ball and the whip.

——It's too humiliating.

"What do I need to prepare? Elder Su asked me?"

"..."

Yao Yan's face became even weirder. Why did he always feel that the man in front of him was talking nonsense, and he had an air of dedicating himself to the common people in the world.

Su Bei was silent for a while without saying anything.

They all say that rich women are difficult to take care of, and it turns out that the seniors did not lie to themselves.

Fortunately, I was just an innocent college student back then and had never set foot in such a dark place. Only now can I understand the difficulties of those seniors who sacrificed their lives for righteousness.

Do you even have to think about what you use?

...

The night gradually turned dark in the dark city, thousands of lights were lit, and there was a lot of joy and laughter.

The results of this time's ascent to the Immortal Platform have come out, and the Sword Sect is lucky for the first time... to get a bye.

The next battle is between Buddhism and Taoism.

You can vaguely see the highest nine-story pavilion in Duobao Pavilion, which is equipped with thousands of golden lanterns. During every grand festival, Duobao Pavilion disciples light up all the golden lanterns. The lights are as bright as day and magnificent.

The whole pavilion shines brightly, and the whole Wucheng can see the magnificent scene here, like a fairy palace in the sky.

According to the past, Duobao Pavilion would always be bustling with people at this time. After all, the next battle might be a one-sided situation. After all, anyone with a discerning eye could see how terrifying Tong Xiu's combat power was in that battle.

However, after experiencing these two Sword Sect incidents, these gamblers understood a truth.

——Reverse bet, the villa is close to the sea!

Everyone was watching, hesitant to place a bet, and there was a lot of discussion.

The battle on the Immortal Platform that lasted for nearly a month was about to come to a complete end with two more battles.

In such a noisy place, there is a girl wandering aimlessly. She is very young and in the prime of life.

The two curved eyebrows look like frown but not frown, and the pair of eyes look like joy but not happiness, and the expression is full of sorrow, as if a delicate disease is attacking the whole body.

There was a vague look on her childish face, and she was sitting in a corner, holding the dragon and phoenix sign inlaid with gold and jade in her hand.

Engraved on it are two big characters: Tranquility.

Her pale little face was dyed red by the lights above, like a small flower or grass swaying in the wind, which made people feel pity for her.

Sword Girl bit her thin lips. She carried her Master to the restaurant and saw the middle-aged man.

He said many, many things to himself and about his mother.

From his kind eyes, it seemed that he could see the tenderness in his memory of his mother.

only--

Finally, in his eyes full of hope, she rejected him.

The middle-aged man smiled, handed the sign to himself, and said:

"It doesn't matter what you think, it's just that this brand belongs to you."

"..."

After saying that, he disappeared into the night.

The sword girl fiddled with the sign and held it tightly, looking blankly in the direction of the temple.

He murmured to himself:

"She's not a princess..."

I will become stronger and live up to my master.

Naturally, she would not accept his belated kindness... She just looked at the unknown pill in her hand, silently.

...

The station of Jian Zong.

Shan Wuque held Shan Wulan's hand and looked at her sleeping appearance with a sweet smile on her lips.

——Quelan County.

The ten states in the ancient Dongfeng Kingdom are not famous counties.

Being close to Cangjiang River, it sounds like it will be a wealthy mansion.

But perhaps due to its special geographical location, this small county is not as good as the surrounding large counties. It does not have a lot of fertile farmland or a large population.

However, under the governance of the governor of Quelan County, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment.

As for the Sheriff, the common people didn't have much impression on him, but the one who impressed him the most was the Sheriff's wife. She always had a kind expression and always had a smile on her face even when she treated everyone.

What's even more eye-catching is her white hair, which, combined with her smile, is so warm and heartwarming.

When the new emperor first came to power, the entire Dongfeng Ancient Kingdom was in a lot of turmoil. It seemed that the newly ascended emperor wanted to find out something.

However, the transition of power from old to new will naturally always face such a scene. The emperor wants to benefit the world, involving endless people and things.

Bloodshed is naturally necessary. If you want to achieve great things, you don't have to ascend to a high place and call for your younger brother to come to court, then defeat a group of despicable and evil enemies and dominate the world, as written in the novel.

There was chaos everywhere, but the small county of Quelan County escaped the disaster because of its poor land and sparse land.

Today, a cold rain fell on Quelan County, casting a layer of mist over the city.

In the tall mansion located in the center of the city, a middle-aged man put his hands behind his back and looked past the heavy rain curtain to the end of the city, where there was a faintly visible rushing river on the opposite side.

The waves surged and hit the river embankment and the dam. The dam was as tall as a wall standing thousands of feet tall, and the people standing under it were as small as ants.

A white-haired woman walked behind him and gently put a shirt on him.

Looking at the age of the woman, she is about thirty years old. She has the calmness of a mature woman who has experienced the world, and the rigidity of having followed the rules for many years. Her whole person is gentle and indifferent. These two originally very conflicting temperaments are actually in her.

It blends perfectly on the body.

Although this woman is no longer young, she can still see the charm of the past.

But as she grows older, her grace, majesty and calmness are something that ordinary young women cannot imitate.

Every woman in a high position pays attention to a certain aura, either dignified, majestic, kind, or graceful.

Just like this woman, even if she is wearing a cloth skirt and jingchai, she is more noble and elegant than the average wealthy family. Even if there is not a single piece of jewelry on her body, her clothes are not very expensive.

"Que'er slept with Lan'er?"

The woman nodded and looked at the increasingly violent rainstorm with him.

"It's been raining heavily for three days..."

The middle-aged man frowned and sighed quietly:

"The water level in the Cangjiang River is getting higher and higher..."

"If this continues, I'm afraid."

The man didn't say what happened next, but the woman knew it very well. Her eyes were filled with worry as she looked at the churning Cangjiang River.

Time passed day by day, but the heavy rain never stopped.

The water in the Cangjiang River is becoming more and more terrifying. If this continues, dozens of surrounding counties and cities, including Quelan County, may be submerged by the nearly overflowing Cangjiang River.

The two little girls, only seven or eight years old, naturally knew nothing and were just playing in the house while the woman looked at them tenderly.

"Mom, I don't want to eat pancakes! I hate pancakes!!"

A girl frowned and looked unhappy.

"I like to eat white steamed buns!"

"I want to eat white steamed buns!"

The woman in white smiled and patted her head:

"Mom will make it for you tomorrow..."

"Be good! Sleep."

In the miserable wind and rain, I saw a group of people walking slowly upward along the main road in the city, heading towards the mansion. The two stone lions at the door stood in the wind and rain, looking a bit desolate and deserted.

Then I heard a fierce quarrel, which seemed to be accompanied by the sound of throwing things.

After the woman coaxed the two girls to sleep, she took steps and gently moved behind the screen in the meeting hall, eavesdropping on everything.

She had never seen such an expression on that man's face. His eyes were full of anger. He slammed the cup of tea on the eucalyptus to the ground and just looked at Lai Shi.

Snapped--

The sound mixed with the thunder was particularly deafening.

"Dig the embankment!?"

"Is the new emperor crazy!? Ah? Why, aren't the people of Quelan County human beings??"

"Why did she let the dam be dug? Why didn't the dozens of surrounding counties dig?"

"Doesn't he know how many people will die during this excavation?"

"..."

The messenger who sent the letter was pale, but bit his lip and said with determination:

"The new emperor said this is a death order!"

"It must be done."

Natural and man-made disasters.

The man's face turned pale in an instant, and he slumped visibly. He sat on a chair and looked at the surging Cangjiang River in the distance.

He knows the truth of all this.

The Cangjiang River is overflowing, and the most effective way to control the water is to dig river embankments and release water in areas with a small population to prevent more fertile farmland and people from being flooded.

This is a decision made by everyone in the world.

But why is the new emperor so cruel? The people who dug up the river embankment suffered innocently, and there were thousands of casualties...

So and so, he could only do it.

It was still raining heavily, and more than a thousand cavalrymen wearing armor and stomach braved the wind and rain to walk on the official road, letting the rain slowly flow down along the lines of the armor and stomach, unmoved at all, with swords and halberds in the air, and they were silent and solemn.

Apart from the rustling of rain, there was only the sound of armor and stomachs clashing and the sound of horse hooves.

The leader was none other than that man, his eyes staring blankly at the nearly a thousand people kneeling on the ground in front of him.

The old man with a long beard and chest, leaning on a cane, approached him little by little, knelt in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Lord Sheriff, please leave us a way to survive."

"I am really an old man and I can't bear to leave my hometown..."

"The common people kowtow to you."

"..."

Blood mixed with the rain and dyed the grass red.

The man looked at the old man who was older than his father, and his heart was bleeding, but the order was dead, so what could he do in the face of all this?

Tears were caught in the torrential rain. He turned his back, his voice was extremely cold and could not be refused:

"Drive over."

"Dig the dike!"

The meandering cavalry marched slowly through the rain, with countless shouts and curses mixed behind them, as one by one, dragging their families and families with them, they left their homes resolutely.

"Oh my God..."

——The floods washed away fertile fields and houses, leaving only ruins.

The white-haired woman wiped the tears from the corners of the man's eyes. She set up the tent and spent all her property to provide porridge to the displaced refugees.

"This is your porridge. If you don't have enough, please add more..."

"this is yours!"

"Drink slowly, don't burn yourself."

"..."

The water in Cangjiang River gradually receded, but Quelan County was no longer the same as before.

Two little girls cuddled next to their mother, serving bowls to these sallow and skinny people.

Whoosh whoosh——

It's the sound of bows and arrows.

The people fled in panic, and the endless army rushed towards Quelan County. They were the rebels who had swept through half of the state.

When the new emperor first came to power, there were rebellions in various states and various places, as well as various natural disasters.

This is dire straits.

"Folks, this dog official dug a dike!"

"Those who are willing to join us, let's kill this dog official together... to avenge the dead children and parents!!"

The scarred man at the head raised his fist and shouted.

As the big man spoke, more and more people saw a ray of light in their dull eyes, but it was not the light of hope, but the light of hatred!

"Kill the dog officer!"

"Kill the dog officer!!!"

"revenge!"

"revenge!!!"

"..."

A blackness swept over, how could this dilapidated city hold on?

A soldier rushed to the middle-aged man and panted:

"Sir, please leave quickly, you can't stop me..."

The man sat on the chair with a dejected expression, looking blankly at the land that was once again the land of war after the flood, a land he was familiar with.

Then a bitter smile emerged from the corner of his mouth, and he murmured:

"I am a sinner..."

"He is a sinner."

But did I do something wrong? Did the new emperor do something wrong? Did the people do something wrong?

There is nothing wrong with either.

——Whose fault is it?

Accompanied by rumbling crashes and clattering iron ropes, the thirty-foot-high "city gate" outside the city slowly rose upwards, and countless dark rebels rushed in, mixed with countless

The people of Quelan County.

The white-haired woman stood on the high wall. Behind her were two girls with white hair and pale faces. She hugged them tightly.

Just looking at the group of rebels, there were also familiar faces among them.

——Yesterday, I drank two large bowls of hot porridge at the porridge shop where she serves porridge.

At this moment, his eyes were full of madness, he was laughing, and he rushed into the mansion and frantically grabbed all kinds of things.

They raided house to house, and those they looted were the same people who had fallen to the ground like them yesterday.

"Mom, what are they doing?"

"Are you too hungry... There is also a pancake here in Wuque."

"..."

The white-haired woman covered their eyes, leaned over and whispered in Shan Wique's ear:

"Wuque, you are my sister, remember to protect your sister at all times, you know?"

"In a moment, you will follow Grandpa Huang and walk that way. Don't look back, you know?"

"Mom will follow shortly."

"..."

She knelt down, carefully arranged her clothes, gently stroked her two tender cheeks, and kissed them softly.

"Wuque, can you promise mom something?"

Shan Wique blinked his eyes and looked at her.

"Keep it simple forever."

"Even if it's for mom."

"Don't look at anything, everything is beautiful!"

Shan Wuque smiled and nodded, then pulled Shan Wulan, who said nothing, and followed the old Huang who was missing two front teeth and walked over there.

"Mom, when you come here later, remember to bring white steamed buns to Wu Lan!"

"She doesn't like pancakes, hee hee..."

"..."

The white-haired woman smiled softly, and then nodded vigorously.

"Of course Mom remembers!!"

"Run quickly, or mom will catch up with you soon!"

"..."

Turning away, tears flowed uncontrollably on her cheeks, making her hair and clothes wet.

Children, mommy can't forgive you.

She was dressed in white clothes, looking at the mansion that had been half attacked, and listened to the shouts of killing in her ears.

When we arrived at the back hall, a middle-aged man was kneeling on the ground.

He specially wore a gorgeous official uniform today, with a black background embroidered with red stripes, showing an extraordinary majesty.

That was what he wore when he went to pay homage to the new emperor when he ascended the throne.

This is the second time he has worn it. It is still so solemn and solemn, and still so gorgeous, preserving his last dignity as the governor of Quelan County.

"You shouldn't have come."

His voice was hoarse as he looked at her, his eyes full of tenderness.

"I'll accompany you..."

How could she abandon him at the last moment?

He smiled, his eyes full of tenderness.

She crowned him.

He combed her hair.

The shouts of death seemed to be getting closer and closer, and the two looked at each other, seeming to remember the day they just got married.

Candlelight was lingering, she was covered with gauze, and he lifted the hijab for her.

boom--

The door was violently knocked open.

The harsh sound echoed in the house.

"Hahaha, the dog officer is right here! He's pretty good at hiding..."

"I, Wang Mazi, got mad!!!"

"No official is a good person, look at this rich guy!!!"

The two of them just looked at him, without any fear in their eyes.

Wang Mazi's knife stabbed her into the heart.

When he was about to die, he seemed to be able to hear a bunch of people laughing wildly:

"It's great to be an official. These clothes, tsk tsk, tsk, tsk, the material is worth a lot, take them off for him..."

"..."

...

Jian Zong's residence.

"White steamed buns..."

Shan Wulan murmured softly.

Shan Wukue hugged her tightly and retied the ribbon on her bellyband that Su Bei had tied in the wrong direction.

“There are all of them!!”

...

temple.

"Holy girl, why don't we just forget about it today..."

Although he still had expectations for what was going to happen, Su Bei still refused outright.

He put on his clothes silently and adjusted the green crown on his head.

Yao Yan was confused by him and finally couldn't help but said:

"Elder Su, is ice cream very complicated to make?"

Su Bei blinked:

"What ice cream!?"

"..."

------Digression-----

ps: Seedlings from friends who recommended books: "How dare you fall in love with the boss."


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