Madame General, Don’t Aggravate Me!

Su Biluo moved out of the relationship between Hua Jiyue and Xuan Niang. Of course, she learned that Hua Jiyue was Wei Liaozi's weakness.

As a result, Wei Liaozi was really shaken, his eyes slightly dark and silent, as if hesitating.

Su Biluo hits the iron while he is hot: "Master, do you think it's okay? Let's take us to see the lady. I talk to her. I think if the old friend talks to her, she might really wake up."

"Okay ..." Wei Liaozi surrendered to the auspicious words. "But this does not mean forgiveness. She won't wake up one day and I won't go down the mountain."

"This is nature," Mo Zichen regained his normal coldness when he was upright. "The general assured that the ladies and mothers would wake up. When the time came, they would definitely leave the house and formally greet the master and the ladies and restart Take control of the Mojia Army. "

"It's really that day, let's talk about it. You already have the military division of Mo Wen, not one of me." Wei Liaozi shook his goose feather fan indifferently, really didn't take these fame and fortune into his eyes.

Mo Zichen said: "No, it is to welcome Master into the dynasty as a national division. It's too much to be a small military division."

Wei Liaozi sneered: "Do you think 'Guo Shi' will not wrong me?"

"Aggrieved," Su Biluo quickly took over the words, "People who cultivate the Taoism are based on goodness, pursuing all sentient beings, He Ren sees that the people are suffering? Master is an extraordinary person, and even the throne will not be in the eyes. But Is n’t Master willing to watch the fierce and continent contend with the five countries? Is n’t it also Master ’s wish for peaceful coexistence? "

Wei Liaozi remained silent, staring at Su Biluo for a long time, and raised a hint of smile on his lips: "If you really are you, you can grasp my weakness. This way you understand, your intention. Is it related to Mo Xiangjun and Nanman?"

Su Biluo Shili, Leiluo said: "Master is really clever and clever, that's what it is. Speaking of that, the dispute between Nanman and Beimo is ultimately due to the love of the three horns of Master, Mother-in-law and Aunt. Ordinary people. Over the years, so many disputes, how many people and soldiers have died, does it mean that Master has no responsibility? Aunt and Master are both responsible, Master dare to admit it? "

When she talked sweetly, she was extremely courteous and courteous, but she was justified and rude.

But perhaps because of this frankness, Wei Liaozi listened instead.

The more Su Biluo was aggressive, the more Wei Liaozi lowered his head. Once full of grievances, before Su Biluo became selfish and unreasonable.

Indeed, Su Biluo is more convincing to say that a wife like a big general should have enjoyed a blessing in the general ’s palace, hitting a horse and drinking tea, studying female red and rouge gouache, but unexpectedly ran business every day Participating in North Korea's politics has broken the heart of maintaining relations between countries.

As a man, Wei Liaozi, because of his own personal feelings, has let Bei Mo and Nan Man disputes for more than a decade, and indeed felt ashamed.

"Acknowledge!" Wei Liaozi also said generously, "For your wife's sake, as long as your maid can wake up, I will do my best to make up for the dispute between Nanman and Beimo as you wish."

"Good!" Su Biluo immediately accepted his words: "So, thank you Master. Please ask the master to lead the way, Bilue really can't wait to see the bride's beauty."

"Let's go ..." These two words were old and sad at first glance, which made Su Biluo also sad.

Staring at Wei Liaozi's figure leading the way, Su Biluo felt that Wei Liaozi was an infatuated man, not just a layman. He loves his wife deeply. For his wife, all merits and demerits can be eliminated. In fact, few men can do it.

She took a deep look at Mo Zichen beside her. If one day, let him unload his armor and return to the field, it would be good to plant seeds just like Fang Cai, don't know if he can do it? He loves the Mojia Army so much and is proud of it, can he give up?

but……

Why let him give up?

Su Biluo's mouth teased himself slightly, and it wasn't like the incurable disease that Hua Jiyue had. He had to force Xiang Xiang to make a choice?

Well, I don't want to. Think more.

Today, getting along like this is already more than a million times better than the original fire and water. At least she found that now that she speaks, most of Mo Zichen seems to be able to listen in and do what she says.

Qingfengguan is a quiet and elegant ancient temple, full of incense and fire, spotless and flowery.

This is the spring, when everything is recovering and is suitable for the sowing season.

Wei Liaozi, who was familiar with the door, took them around the Great Hall of Heroes, stepped into a quiet courtyard, and walked down to the side of a red arch. After seeing the little Taoist Heshi who was guarding the side, he opened the door for them.

As soon as Su Biluo entered the door, he immediately felt the cold hit.

There was a tremendous amount of coldness in front of her, and there was a cloud of cold mist in front of her eyes, like smoke and clouds, and hazy.

Obviously, this is an ice cellar. However, when I walked in again, there was no such thing as Su Biluo's impression of the rudimentary ice cellar. On the contrary, it was luxuriously decorated, like a palace filled with traces of mist.

This palace is obviously suitable for the princess.

Everything in front of me is so comfortable and so warm.

Red embroidered carpets, layers of gauze and bead curtains, a full range of carved pear wood furniture, and a warm and comfortable bed.

On the bed, a beauty lies on his back.

Su Biluo thought, with her hair, that this beauty must be Huayue.

She stepped forward step by step, slowly approached the ice couch, standing behind the side of Wei Liaozi, looking down at Hua Jiyue curiously.

A beautiful peacock egg face with picturesque eyes and a verdure lips, the long and thick eyelashes closed gently, and a small piece of shadow was easily cast on the clear white jade face.

Although she was awake, her makeup and costumes were extremely neat and beautiful, showing that Wei Liaozi's intentions and care for her must have been meticulous.

But seeing Hua Jiyue combed the Han Yan Furong Bun, slanting a weaver hairpin, and a little pearl embellished between the hair bun, elegant and smart. He wore a lotus-colored cloud goose fine brocade with a pair of soft-colored sleeping shoes on his feet.

Next to it, there is a green glazed scented scented aroma, with a scent similar to lavender.

"It really is a beauty." Su Biluo couldn't help admiring.

No wonder Wei Liaozi looks like she is like a pearl like a treasure, this pure and beautiful appearance, I really don't know how many times it is more beautiful than Mo Xiangjun's strong beauty.

Hey, Su Biluo really wanted to ask Xiang Gong, why everyone in the Mo family looks so beautiful, so beautiful, and makes people look so comfortable, but the unique Mo Xiangjun has developed a bit, forming another kind of unique Arrogant temperament.

Wei Liaozi said in a lonely way: "She still has breathing and heartbeat, but she can't wake up no matter how you call. I do acupuncture, massage, massage, and speech every day. For more than ten years, no day has fallen, but Not useful at all. "