Meng Tianqing has a blue nose and a swollen face, while Tang Jiaren has a blue body.

The two people proved with facts that the lethality of things like fists is very great.

The two of them walked in the same car, but no longer said a word.

Outside the car, Han Xiao and Du Yingchao were also silent and didn't say anything.

Han Xiao is not good at talking, while Du Yingchao is shameless to speak.

Their carriages were escorted by the Jinyiwei and under the surveillance of many ulterior motives, and their carriages were heading towards the capital.

As for Tang Buxiu, he finally turned out of the mountains. He was ragged and embarrassed. He put down his huge package and let out a long breath. He sat on the big stone by the roadside, raised his feet and looked at the soles of the shoe that had been ground into a big hole. He put down his feet and touched the naughty green on his neck. He let out a long breath and said, "We can finally find mushrooms."

The loess road was dusty, and more than ten carriages were slowly coming.

The leading carriage lifted the curtains and exposed a slender hand. He raised his orchid fingers slightly, as gentle as a woman. Half of his face lying on the window was a thick and colorful color. He painted kumquat-colored eyeshadow, outlined slender purple-black eyeliner, and applied a light layer of gold powder on his cheeks. He drew a little red on the middle of his lips, as if a little red left after sucking blood. It was charming and charming.

His hair was coiled up high, and his sideburns were covered with a few feathers made of gold. Several rows of tiny jewelry were inlaid on the veins of his feathers, which were exquisite and brilliant.

He sat in the dark carriage, squinting at Tang Buxiu, who was resting. Several subtle wrinkles piled up at the corners of his eyes, covering his beauty with a layer of vicissitudes of time.

The handsome man is so beautiful, but why is he old?

The man put down the curtains and kicked the car board with his feet.

The coachman stopped the carriage and listened to the man's instructions.

After the man whispered a few words, the coachman jumped out of the carriage and headed straight for Tang Buxiu.

The coachman said to Tang Buxi: "Young Master, our boss said that this place is in the wilderness and it is still a bit far away to go to the prosperous place. If you go along the same road, you can take a free ride."

Tang Buxiu showed a master-like smile outdoors and said, "I'm welcome to be together through thick and thin, and I'm in the same way as the world." He carried a huge package and headed straight for the first carriage.

The coachman hurriedly shouted, "Hey hey, Mr. Tang, you can sit in the back."

Tang Buxiu said, "There is no place behind." After saying that, he lifted the curtain of the first carriage and stuffed the huge package into it.

Hua Fommo, who was sitting in the carriage, moved her body to the corner of the carriage, and was not pushed against her face by the round wrapping.

Tang Buxiu climbed onto the carriage, sat in the other corner of the carriage, and nodded to Hua Fanmo through the huge package, saying, "Thank you."

Hua Fumo nodded, slowly curled up the corners of his lips, and asked with a smile: "How did Mr. Tang know that there was no place for the carriage behind him?" His voice was a little hoarse, and it sounded like his throat had been damaged.

Tang Buxiu replied directly: "Look at the ruts, the only one of them has shallower ruts."

Hua Fumo was secretly frightened, for Tang Buxi's terrible observation. It turned out that not only he was observing Tang Buxi, but Tang Buxi was also observing their team. However, he observed with great care, while Tang Buxi seemed careless. With this comparison alone, Hua Fumo fell into the lower layer.

The carriage continued to move forward and the wheels began to roll.

Hua Fanmo slightly adjusted her sitting posture to make herself look more charming. He praised: "Young Master Tang observes it very well." His eyebrows and eyes flew, and he said temptingly, "Young Master Tang might as well guess where my team is going and what are you doing?"

Tang Buxi smiled calmly, but his words were very loud: "I'm not a fortune teller at the bottom of the overpass. How do you know where you are going? What do you want to do?"

Hua Fumo narrowed his eyes, lowered his face, and asked, "Young Master Tang is so rude, aren't you afraid that Fumo will drive you down."

Tang Buxiu said: "If you are a petty person, I don't want to be with you."

Hua Fanmo stared at Tang Buxiu for a few seconds and suddenly laughed. He said quietly: "Young Master Tang is a wonderful person. I am very happy to walk with you."

Tang Buxiu nodded and agreed with Hua Fenmo's statement.

Hua Fenmo smiled and said, "Where is Mr. Tang going? The package is quite large."

Tang Buxiu replied: "Of course we have to go to the most prosperous and richest place."

Hua Fenmo raised her fingers on the orchid and stroked her temples, her movements were as enchanting as a seductive demon. His eyes were charming, and there seemed to be a scent of fragrance in his every move. He smiled and said, "This prosperous place must be in the capital. But we are going to Chunyang. It seems that the fate between Fenmo and Mr. Tang is really a journey to go. I wonder what Mr. Tang is going to do in the capital? Fenmo also has several old friends in the capital. If Mr. Tang needs help, Mr. Tang can do his best."

Tang Buxiu's eyes lit up and he asked, "Can you help me find someone?"

Hua Fanmo asked, "Who do you want to find?" His eyes were joking, "But you have a good relationship?"

Tang Buxiu narrowed his narrow eyes and said, "I want to find a mushroom, stewing chicken is excellent."

Hua Fenmo raised her eyebrows and said, "Mushroom?"

Tang Buxiu insisted and said, "Yes, a silly big mushroom."

Hua Fenmo discovered that the handsome man in front of him who looked weak and sometimes confused. Perhaps, this is a good thing. As for whether the mushroom in his mouth is human or mushroom, it is not important to him.

He hasn't seen a man with such a romantic and casual posture for a long time, as if everything in the world has nothing to do with him. His transcendence and casualness will unconsciously attract people's attention, make people relax, and want to express their feelings and listen to the high opinion. Perhaps this person is really a good candidate. Whether it is possible or not, it still needs to be tried to know. At least, you have to find out the identity and background of this person so that you can prescribe the right medicine.

Hua Fenmo said: "If the capital is the most prosperous, then the snacks in Chunyang are also famous in the world. If Mr. Tang likes to stew chicken with mushrooms, Fenmo can recommend one, which is a unique taste."

Tang Buxiu asked: "Is Chunyang's snacks really famous?"

Hua Fenmo thoughtfully: Many places are very famous for their snacks, and Chunyang is just one of them. But he replied: "Naturally. If Mr. Tang doesn't believe it, he can just follow the local specialty snacks and try the landlords' friendship."

Tang Buhui stroked the huge package with his hands and said with a slight slightest: "It's best, you can find that mushroom."

Hua Fenmo blocked her lips with her hands and said with a delicate smile: "Young Master Tang has a special liking for that mushroom."

Tang Buxi curled the corners of his lips and said meaningfully: "It's time to stew chicken." The naughty green wrapped around Tang Buxi's neck, motionless, like a beautifully crafted necklace, very distinctive.

Hua Fenmo poked out his hand and touched Tang Buxiu's neck, saying, "The objects worn by the young master's neck look very distinctive."

Tang Buxiu didn't move, but Lengtouqing suddenly raised his head, opened his mouth, and acted as if he was attacking.

Hua Fenmo's hand froze in the air, then slowly retracted it, and said with lingering fear: "Why is it a real snake? Ouch, it's so scary."

Tang Buxiu reached out and gently stroked the green snake head with his index finger, comforting him: "I'm not afraid or afraid, I'm just a person."

Hua Fumo thought this was very interesting.

The naughton Qing slowly lowered her head and tied it around Tang Buxiu's neck again, motionless. The small golden eyes were like gems embedded in the snake's head, shiny and bright.

Hua Fenmo said in surprise: "This little snake has a good appearance and is so humane. Is it raised by Mr. Tang since he was a child?"

Tang Buxiu said proudly: "Yes, I have been raised since I was a child. It's a pity that it has never grown up. Even if it pauses, there is no two bites of meat to eat." After that, he sighed with regret.

Hua Fenmo smiled, like poppy flowers blooming. He said, "Young Master is as casual as the wind, and he is really free."

Tang Buxiu sighed: "I used to be quite careful, but since I raised a child, my mind and personality have changed a lot. When you become a mother and a father, no matter how angry you are, you will be able to get rid of it."

Hua Fenmo pretended to be interested and asked: "Is Mr. Tang's child a daughter or a son? Are he naughty?"

Tang Buxiu asked: "It is not necessary to raise a baby. This is great love."

Hua Fenmo was a little unable to get on, so he could only continue to ask: "Does Mr. Tang's family have no virtuous wife and beautiful concubines to pass on the family line for the prince?"

Tang Buxiu raised his chin slightly and looked at Hua Fongmo.

Hua Fenmo opened her eyes and said, "What? Is this inappropriate? "

Tang Buxiu shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter. Just ask casually, but I may not answer."

Hua Fenmo felt choked.

This time, Tang Buxiu took the initiative to attack and asked in a very sincere manner: "Are you tired when you ask so many questions? The lady's voice sounds a bit hoarse, it should be because she was damaged before, so don't say too much."

Hua Fenmo's eyes shrank quickly, but instead smiled, saying, "Young Master Tang was joking. You and I are both young masters, and I still came to say it to the lady? However, this throat was indeed injured."

Tang Buxiu said, "Oh, I feel relieved if you say that. I was still wondering if this woman with heavy makeup invites strangers to the same car. Hey, you raise your head and your rouge is about to rub against my package."

Even if Tang Buxiu was not at ease, he was also the head of the Tang Sect. His knowledge, means, and scheming were very comparable. How could he not tell that the other party was a man? After saying this, it was just deliberately annoying. He was really afraid that the sissy would come to him.

However, looking at Tang Jiaren's style of conduct, you can see Tang Buxiuyi and the words and deeds of Tang Buxiu are profound.

Hua Fenmo moved her body backwards, avoiding the huge package, and said, "Young Master Tang has brought a lot of things when he is on a trip."

Tang Buxiu lay down on the package and lazily sighed: "It's not easy to go out." When he closed his eyes, he fell asleep.

Hua Fumo leaned against a corner of the carriage and looked at Tang Buxiu carefully. His eyes were clearly extinguished, as if there was an undercurrent surging.
Chapter completed!