"I'm not excited, I just want to scold you a few words." Zhuge Mingkong glanced at the curtain. The curtain really played a big role, and she had no chance to despise him with her eyes.
"Okay, you say it, and I'll listen. If there's one sentence that's untrue, I'll be punished by copying "The Female Precepts" once."
"If you ask me to copy it, I will copy it?" Zhuge Mingkong immediately went over.
"You don't have to copy the "Nv's Ring" because I can't control it. But I can let you copy the "Prayers of the Northern Zhou Dynasty", which contains 3,585 prayers, totaling 275,844
There are nineteen characters. Can you compare them with the number of characters in "The Female Ring" and make your own choice?" Rong Yu put his hand on the long table and tapped it lightly: "Scold me, let me see how many times you copied it.
enough!"
When Rong Yu said this, how could Zhuge Mingkong scold him now? Good, bad, right, wrong, square, round, flat, they were all told by him alone, and she would be a fool if she continued.
.People have made it clear, waste money and eliminate disasters!
"Okay, I'll give you five hundred thousand taels to rebuild the palace, and you can help me handle this matter." Finally, she gave in to his threat.
But at this time, Rong Yu did not speak immediately, but was silent for a moment, and then said: "Six hundred thousand taels, not a penny less."
"You..." Zhuge Mingkong was immediately speechless. How could she meet such a black-hearted person? Fortunately, they were separated, otherwise she would have been plotted to death by him. Although she was very unwilling, she still
Agree: "Okay, six hundred thousand taels, then I'll leave first."
After she finished speaking, she stood up and prepared to go out. At this moment, Rong Yu's hand lifted the curtain, and his lips and chin were just exposed to Zhuge Mingkong's sight.
The skin is like snow, like jade. The sharp chin, with graceful and elegant lines, is as ethereal and quiet as a beauty in full bloom under the moon. The lips are slightly pursed, and the powdery color is like the peach blossoms on the branches in March, delicate.
beauty.
The peach blossoms are blooming, and the quiet voice seems to be accompanied by the fragrance, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. "Help me find a clean and quiet place in Wenhou Mansion."
"I decide my territory, you have no choice." Zhuge Mingkong raised his middle finger to Rong Yu, and then she quickly walked out of the cabin. At this time, it was sunset, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the Yanyun River.
The surface of the river was as hot as fire.
"It's just dusk!" Zhuge Mingkong looked at the setting sun and couldn't help but sigh. Thinking of the unrestrained and carefree four years, she suddenly felt like turning back time. If this incident can be restored in the past,
As before, that's the best. But if things continue, what should she do?
On the right side of the boat, Zhuge Mingkong found his boat, and then jumped on it. Looking inside, he could see Annuan sleeping soundly. She quickly swung the oar and sailed to the shore. Then, she took out
The fire folds on his body were thrown into the boat, and Zhuge Mingkong quickly jumped to the shore.
The boat burned quickly, and after a while, Ang Nuan quickly came out of it, jumped to the shore, and complained to Zhuge Mingkong, who had been standing there watching the whole time: "Miss, if you want to burn the boat, you have to call me too."
Get up, I almost died in the fire."
"Don't pretend to be weak, is there any fire in this world that can trap you?" Zhuge Mingkong sneered, and there was an indescribable indifference in the corners of his raised lips.
"Okay, I won't pretend anymore." Ang Nuan stuck out her tongue, looked at the burning boat and asked, "Miss, why did you burn it? All the calligraphy and paintings you have done over the years are on it!"
Painters and calligraphers are worth a lot of money!
"There may not be another chance in the future. If you burn it, everything will be destroyed." Zhuge Mingkong looked at the boat with far-reaching eyes.
Ang Nuan was a little puzzled, and then she seemed to deliberately pick up the topic and asked: "Miss, you stayed on King Anling's ship for a few hours, what do you think of King Anling?"
"Black-hearted, despicable." Zhuge Mingkong said honestly, and then a pair of white jade-like hands flashed in her mind. "The hands are very beautiful."