Wearing Pheromone As a Faint King - Chapter 66

Wei Yan thought like sitting on pins and felt, her legs stretched straight, and she dared not relax.

The beggar became more and more vigorous: “There really are outside of this city!”

He paused suddenly, took two breaths with his nose, and his eyes on his dark face were round: “Do you smell it? Did you smell it?”

Wei Yansi raised his head and learned to sniff him. There was a real smell in the air, a faint… meaty fragrance.

impossible!

She had tasted all the delicacies of the mountains and seas in the palace, and had never heard such a unique meaty fragrance, rich and mellow, and sweet like wine, overflowing in her mouth, with endless aftertastes.

“The fragrance is very curious.” Wei Yan thought.

Qu Jinying raised his hand and pointed to the south: “It came from the backyard.”

“There is meat to eat, and there is meat to eat again!” The beggar threw away the crutches and ran into the backyard laughing like a lunatic.

Qu Jinying approached Wei Yansi subconsciously, and said in a low voice, “Shall we go together?”

“Ok.”

Chunlai took the torch in Wei Yansi’s hand, led the way again, and walked towards the backyard.

The smell of meat gradually became stronger, and when they walked to the door of the backyard, their hearts were completely suspended.

The three of them stood side by side in front of the door, and saw a cauldron growing in the yard with burning hay and firewood underneath. The water in the pot boiled, and there was a loud noise.

The torches in spring moved down, and there were several pools of blood on the ground, either connected in lines or scattered in dots….

Wei Yansi pointed to a pool of blood and motioned to Chunlai to shine the torch closer.

The orange light shone on the blood, reflecting a dazzling luster, as if to boil the blood, Wei Yansi somehow felt that the blood was still hot.

Her breath was tight in her throat, she couldn’t breathe out or breathe, and her cheeks were hot.

Upon seeing this, Qu Jinying put one hand on her vest, and went from top to top to help her, repeatedly saying: “Let’s go.”

Now that it is here, there is no reason to go.

Wei Yansi refused to listen, and reached out to ask Chun to get the torch back.

“Asi, let’s go!” Qu Jinying was still persuading, she guessed what was cooking in the pot.

Wei Yansi raised his foot and crossed the threshold, his steps were light at first, as if he was afraid of disturbing something, then he took a deep breath, smelled the **** smell of meat, his steps became heavy.

She walked to the big pot. There were three layers of people in front of the pot. They put their hands into the boiled broth regardless, grabbed a piece of meat and put it to her mouth, almost gnawing frantically. .

“It’s so delicious, it’s so delicious.”

“I haven’t eaten meat for many days.”

“I’m going to starve to death.”

“…”

Wei Yansi was in a cold sweat, and the big beads of sweat dripped down the brow bone, straight into the bottom of my heart, into the bone marrow…

The whole person suddenly lost strength, like a serious illness.

She found the beggar among the crazy crowd, who was putting a piece of meat into the broken bowl, squatting on the edge of the pot and sucking the soup from the cracks of the bowl.

“What are you… eating?” Wei Yansi’s eyes were red.

“Meat!” The beggar raised the broken bowl, fearing that it would be snatched by her, and quickly took it back.

“What… meat?”

The beggar gobbled up the meat, ate the meat, got up on his knees, put one hand on the edge of the pot, and used a broken bowl to scoop out the meat residue in the soup.

Invisibly, it seemed that there was a big palm gripping Wei Yansi’s stomach, her stomach was shrinking sharply, she turned around, covering her stomach and retching.

Qu Jinying rushed forward and half hugged her: “Asi, let’s go!”

The embrace of the beloved is soft and warm, with the unique scent of jasmine and mint, which dispels the cruelty in the world and transmits infinite power.

Wei Yansi felt better, leaning on the pillar, barely straightened her back, and then it was dark in front of her eyes, the world was spinning…

Wei Yansi had a dream in which she was chopped off with a knife and thrown into a cauldron.

The water in the pot was cold at first, then it became hot, and then it became piping hot.

She was aching all over, struggling, screaming, begging, shedding tears, crying hoarse throat.

When she was desperate, someone fished her out of the pot, and when she opened her eyes again, there was a woman standing in front of her.

This woman was born beautifully, with dark eyes and slightly raised eyebrows. When she smiled, her face was smooth, holy like a bodhisattva, and she must have a gentle temper.

And she became a child, small hands, short legs.

“Asigua.” The woman bent down and touched her head.

Wei Yansi asked: “Who are you?”

The woman hugged her into her arms and took her to a very tall pavilion. The fascinating scenery became open, the streets nearby were crowded with people, and the mountains and rivers in the distance were hazy and ambiguous.

“Asi, do you see it?”

“These are your people, you have to protect them.”

Wei Yansi still stubbornly asked: “Who are you?”

“I’m a mother.” The woman scraped her nose, pettingly said.

“No, no, no, I have a mother, in the palace, in the Hall of Cining.”

The woman nodded: “You have to take good care of her.”

“No, she takes care of me. I am a little baby and need her to take care of me.”

“Then you will grow up soon.”

When she dreamed of this, Wei Yansi woke up, slowly opened her eyelids, and saw the familiar roof of the car, and the familiar sound of wheels in her ears.

“Ath!”

It was Qu Jinying calling her.

Wei Yansi turned her head: “Am I asleep?”

Qu Jinying helped her sit up and poured another glass of water: “You fainted.”

I’m really hopeless. Wei Yan slandered.

She sipped the water, slowly drank it, and said, “I had a dream.”

“Dreaming about me?” Qu Jinying said mischievously.

“A woman.”

“You carry the other woman I dream of!”

Where to follow.

Wei Yan thought to choke, and smiled: “I… seem to know this woman, but I can’t remember who she is?”

Or maybe it was the original owner who knew the woman, and the dream was the original owner’s memory of that woman.

She digs out the pen and paper in her bag, and draws the woman’s appearance while the memory is still hot.

“Look, do you know the person in this painting?”

Qu Jinying held the drawing paper in front of her eyes and looked at it carefully, frowning and tightening: “Is this a…person?”

Wei Yanshi: Uh…

Well, she is not good at Danqing, the painting is so dark that it is really difficult to identify.

She took back the drawing paper, crumpled it into a ball, threw it out of the car window, and changed it to describe it by mouth.

Qu Jinying listened to her back and forth three times, her head fainted: “Are you sure you know her?”

“Sure.”

“Perhaps she was an old man in the palace, you saw it as a child.”

It is possible that the original owner grew up in the palace, and a certain empress of the emperor was gentle and considerate, leaving a beautiful impression. It was not impossible.

Wei Yan thought about it, stopped the carriage, and Huan Chun came in to ask about it.

Spring came and asked three questions properly, how old his Xiao Wei Yansi was, how did he know who Wei Yansi could not remember.

If the words are not rough, Wei Yansi urges him to go back and drive the car.

Chunlai climbed to sit outside the car curtain, and suggested, “Should you ask Master Fenghe out to ask?”

The question is naturally to be asked, but it is not at the right moment. Since the decision is made to split the soldiers, it is better not to meet until the critical moment.

“Let’s ask after we have handled the Yuzhou affairs.” Qu Jinying touched Wei Yansi’s face and helped her lie down again. “Don’t worry, I will go back to the palace later. I have to wait for my busy schedule. you.”

Wei Yansi put her hand on her belly, smiled, closed her eyes and took a nap.

When I wake up again, Yuzhou City is here.

I opened the curtain and saw, just like I imagined, the autumn breeze was bleak, clear and cold, the shop doors were closed, and the leaves on both sides of the road rolled.

Wei Yansi lost consciousness for a while, feeling very strange. There was no surprise, no anger, no sadness or sorrow.

As if suddenly lost the ability to perceive.

She lowered the curtain, lifted the teapot, and poured a cup of tea.

The tea was cold early, and Qu Jinying only allowed her to take a sip to moisturize her throat.

Her wrists trembled, she lowered her head, the tea shook out of the cup, wet her newly changed clothes, a light purple square-collared cannon, plain and elegant, clean and neat, unstoppable reserved extravagance, and deserted Yuzhou city is out of place.

There was a flash of inspiration in her mind, and she thought of the reason for the ruthlessness and desirelessness-in the Geng’s courtyard, she was frightened by the horror of cannibalism.

The teacup knocked back to the low table, her gaze was fixed on the carpet, her tone of voice fluctuating: “What kind of world is this?”

When something happened before, she always wanted to grow up quickly, become a Mingjun, be diligent and love the people, open a peaceful and prosperous age, and come all the way to Yuzhou. She couldn’t help but doubt that she was not an emperor at all.

“It will be fine.” Qu Jinying took out the handkerchief and wiped the water stains on the placket of her clothes.

“It won’t be good.”

“When you come to Yuzhou, the city will be better, and the wild goose will be better.”

hope so.

Wei Yan thought of closing her eyelids.

If the Yuzhou issue can be resolved smoothly, Xu Neng will knock the mountain and shake the tiger, but Lu Chijing is not a good deal, maybe it can really destroy her emperor and kill her.

“I will be with you.” Qu Jinying said.

Wei Yansi abruptly fell into a warm and fragrant embrace, and Qu Jinying’s chin rested on the top of her hair, every word, as solemn and solemn as a vow: “Asi, I will be with you forever.”

“The vicissitudes of life?”

“We share honor and disgrace.”

Wei Yansi’s heart rippled, and she responded to the hug, wrapping her arms around Qu Jinying’s waist, tightening, and then tightening.

Until Qu Jinying couldn’t breathe.

But she didn’t want Qu Jinying to leave, and buried her head in her hair, with fragrance floating in her nose.

This was the first time they embraced each other, with two embarrassed hearts next to each other, beating and hot.

Emotions are intertwined, like ice and fire, returning to peace in the hottest moment.

There is something beautiful in the small space of the carriage.

Wei Yansi rubbed Qu Jinying’s ears with her cheeks, and murmured, “Am I very hopeless?”

“Who said you’re not promising!” Qu Jinying rarely appeared mean, separated from her, her beautiful peach eyes widened.

“……I said.”

“You are not allowed to belittle yourself!”

The carriage slowed down.

Spring came with a “call” and stopped the car.

They smiled at each other, and joined hands to jump off the cowl and open the door of an inn.

The tables and chairs in the lobby were dilapidated and messy, and spiders formed layer after layer, full of the vicissitudes of people going upstairs.

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