Meng Po’s Husband Chasing Diary

When Meng Eqiu returned to Fanchen, they had left a while ago, and a year had passed in the world.

In late spring, Meng Eqi and Sheng Jiayan could only stay in the world for at most a month. At this time, the human body that they could sustain with spiritual power was still somewhat reluctant.

Meng Yingqi walked forward and forward, she and Sheng Jiayan were both wearing long silver shirts, and Meng Yingqi's collar was suddenly pulled by Sheng Jiayan.

Looking back, Sheng Jiayan was wearing a mask on her face.

"Walk well." He was cold.

Meng luxuriantly deflated: "Anyway, no one knows us."

Suddenly it began to rain, and Meng Eqi and he avoided a tea stall, and they asked for a cup of tea-colored water.

"Ayan," Meng Eqi glanced out: "What should we do? Now how do we get into the palace like this, I'd be nice. I'll just wait and see when the court lady is recruited. What do you do? Man Isn't it necessary to enter the palace..."

Meng Yuqi made a castrated gesture, and the choking Sheng Jiayan looked stiff.

"Tomorrow is the dragon boat race. At that time, the emperor and others will go to the hunting hill to watch the dragon boat. We can take the opportunity to get closer."

Meng Yuqi seemed to understand and nodded: "However, how to enter Qionglou?"

Sheng Jiayan glanced at her sideways: "Secret Road."

"Mi Dao!" Meng Haoqi exclaimed, and attracted others to stare, she quickly lowered her voice: "Why do you still know that Qionglou has Mi Dao."

Sheng Jiayan didn't take it seriously: "Otherwise do you think my emperors were made in white?"

"..." makes sense and cannot be refuted.

The fifth day of May, the Duanyang Festival. The female families in the capital each have their own hairpins and are decorated with vanilla. On this day, I would eat rice dumplings and dragon boat race as usual. The West Lake in the suburbs of Beijing hosts dragon boat races every year.

The Qionglou on the hunting mountain will be available for the emperor to watch the dragon boat race.

At the Dragon Boat Festival every year, Qionglou Yuyu will hold a poem competition, and the title of the poem will be written on the dragon boat, the boat race downstairs, and the upstairs shooting. After you grab it, you will be in Jing Xuanyun. One hour and one game, the winner will receive the Yuci Jin medal. This brand is considered to be a customs clearance for participating in the imperial examination.

Such a problem can be compared to three innings a day. The leader of the three innings is rare in a hundred years. In the capital city with a large number of talents, it is enough to be famous.

As early as the second day of the junior year, the minister of the palace came out to announce that the Queen Mother would visit the West Lake in person at the Duanyang Festival, and order the wife, the dead, and the sisters in the capital to go together.

And Meng Wanqi also took advantage of this opportunity to pretend to be the elder sister of the courtier's family, Sheng Jiayan pretended to be her bodyguard, and the two quietly mixed into the Qionglou.

When they entered Qionglou, the emperor and queen had not yet arrived. Meng Emu lay on the railing and looked around. It wasn't until Sheng Jiayan patted her secretly that Meng Eya realized that she had acted boldly, which had caused several sisters around to whisper. Meng Eqi immediately sat down honestly and waited for his eyes.

Qionglou Yuyu is divided into three layers, one layer is more gorgeous than the other, and the other layer is brighter than the first. Whenever there is a banquet on weekdays, the relatives and relatives are always sitting on the highest level, the female family members of your house are on the second level, and the attendants and female officials are at the bottom.

Meng Haoqi was looking down at the ants, and suddenly heard the insider shouting at the door of the building shouting: "The Queen Mother is here, the Queen Mother is here!"

Concubine? Meng Xuqi frowned slightly, and she didn't see any concubines when she was there.

I saw two women in palace costumes at the door of the building, where a girl and an **** were greedy.

The woman who walked ahead was elegant and dressed in a crimson palace dress, her head was pearlescent and her phoenix tail was swaying. This is not Meng Yong who this is. Meng Xuqi almost waved his hands to say hello. It's just that Meng Yong now looks a bit aggressive, not like the original promise.

The Queen Lianbu shook gently, and the figure of the queen behind revealed. Everyone was really surprised at this time. The concubine was actually wearing a crimson cicada gauze dress!

Meng Haoqi almost shouted when she saw the face of the concubine, this is... Shu Fei! ?

In just one year, she became a concubine.

Shu Fei's jaw was pointed, her eyes were slanted, her lips were painted with reddish-purple grape juice rouge, and she had a hint of beauty in her charming.

At today's party, no one could have imagined that the Queen Mother and the Concubine had hit their shirts.

It can be seen that the concubine did not put the queen in her eyes.

The concubine's meaning is also very clear, under this general, only she can compete with the queen.

The two walked up and down to sit on the third floor, Meng Yong raised his hand, and said softly: "No!"

"Xie Niangniang!" The female relatives stood up in unison and took their seats.

"It's late for the palace, so let the ladies stay for a long time!" Meng Yong looked friendly, and said: "Laying dishes!"

"Zunzhi!" A female minister flicked the dust, and a row of palace-dressed women fished in, holding three hundred and sixty food boxes, and placed them on the table one by one. It's really the taste of mountains and seas, birds and beasts, everything is there.

If he wasn't too surprised by Meng Yong's changes, Meng Eqi's attention might have ran to the food in front of him.

The female relatives were all seated, and the concubine ordered the grandchildren to sit down on the other side. More than a dozen handsome sons came and talked and laughed. Most of them were relatives of the imperial family or sons of courtiers.

After a while, the dragon boat downstairs was ready, all sailing, and various flags were displayed. The lion dance team at the ferry beats drums and drums, and with a horn, the dragon boat breaks through the water as fast as lightning.

The dragon boat traveled to the middle of the lake, but listened to the "swoosh" arrows in the air, breaking the waves and the wind, and hit the target in the center of the boat. The boatman on the dragon boat all dressed in a red cardigan. Shouted:

"Thirteen Han, title plum blossom!"

"Four Wei, visit Ju!"

"Fourteen yuan, Pinyin!"

Meng Yuqi listened ignorantly, only knowing that this is a topic to be played in a while. Her eyes were fixed on Meng Yong's side, waiting for a chance to talk to her.

"Sister Liu's family." A soft voice rang in the ear: "How does sister wear a mask when she is eating?"

Meng Hao was shocked, it was time to meet the acquaintance of the elder sister Shi Lang. Then he turned his head and said, "Ah, I have no appetite now, waiting to watch the dragon boat."

The woman said strangely: "Sister's voice has changed a little today."

"Because I... I had typhoid fever a few days ago, and my throat is uncomfortable today."

The dragon boat downstairs is not the top priority anymore. The game of poetry is in full swing. The talents in the capital are pacing back and forth. Meng Eqi also stared nervously at Meng Yong.

"Sister Seychelle ready for a while?"

Meng Yuqi first gave a perfunctory response, and then asked stupidly, "What poetry?"

The woman said strangely: "The poem is held every year, and my sister was the top last year."

Broken, broken, how did Meng Eqi forget the woman's poem!

She can't do anything!

At this moment, Meng Yongqi suddenly saw Meng Yong leave from the seat, she explained a few words to the maid beside her, and left from the side while everyone was not paying attention.

The alarm bell in Meng's mind was masterful, and he got up and followed.

I hurriedly said to the woman: "I have no idea now, go out and walk through the wind, maybe I can come up with a good idea."

Meng Yongqi followed Meng Yong quietly and walked, saw Meng Yong wandering around for a while, and then walked into a wood behind the building. Meng Haoqi raised his eyes and saw the verdant green, covering the sun. She began to think about whether to leave a letter to Sheng Jiayan. Later, she was afraid that Meng Yong would be lost. She could only follow her for the time being.

...

Meng Yong walked to the shade and happily blew the fan. He suddenly felt his heart tighten, and it seemed that someone was following him. She felt someone following her and turned her head suddenly, only to find that there was only Green Tree Camellia behind her, swaying in the wind, and no one else.

Meng Yong took a deep breath and touched his chest, not knowing where this fear came from. It was a little while out, and I was afraid of being rude, so I went along the road and planned to go back.

After just walking a few steps, and suddenly listening to the subtle footsteps coming from behind, Meng Yong was startled and couldn't help but look back: "Who?"

The voice just fell, but seeing the trees shaking on both sides, the two black killers with big swords will be thrown down!

Meng Yong was flabbergasted and shouted, but unfortunately at this moment she had reached the depths of the forest. Everyone was busy watching the dragon boat by the lake.

She couldn't think much about it, she could only run away. It's a pity that the skirt she is wearing today is too cumbersome.

Suddenly, Meng Yong only felt a pain in the waist and eyes, and was pulled by the black man. Her body was crooked, and her ankle pained. She screamed and fell to the ground. Meng Yong was anxious and panicked and wanted to get up. He didn't want to sprain his foot in the fall. Just after the movement, he felt a sudden pain and almost fainted.

The man in black was coming up, and if he didn't say anything, the sword cut off her head.

This scene made Meng Eqi, who was hiding in the grass aside, almost frightened. She made three and two steps and drilled out of the grass. She pulled out a soft sword around her waist and attacked the man in black.

Fortunately, she was in the world, and she couldn't exert any mana. It is difficult to make a fourth hand with double fists, and a few strokes have gradually fallen into the disadvantage.

Just as Meng Qiqi struggled to resist, a burst of blood sprang out in front of him. The man in black standing in front of Meng Haqi suddenly fell, and behind him stood a silver cloak of Sheng Jiayan. The golden mask on his face was cold and hard, showing nice jaw lines.

Sheng Jiayan solved the two men in black by three times, five divisions and two.

Sheng Jiayan hadn't said anything, just looked at Meng Yong.

Meng Yong sat down on the ground and looked pale: "You... are you a gang?"

Meng 萋 shook his head, approached and squatted down, usually with her. Her dark ink pupils have power to confuse people.

"Meng Yong, do you remember, a dream you had before? Someone became you in the dream."