Chenguo

The October sunshine is just right, neither lukewarm nor hot, and it is scattered on your body, making it indescribable to feel comfortable.

The autumn wind brings joy, and the yellow fallen leaves fall down, graceful and beautiful as dreamy.

There are countless people entering and leaving the capital city gate every day, which is very lively.

Not far away is the famous Shilipo, which is far and wide. This is the place where you willows will be broken and farewell, leaving behind countless magnificent poems by literati and poets.

A thin figure stood in the pavilion on Shilipo, with a scattered head and ragged clothes, covering her face and unable to see her appearance.

I don’t know how long it took, but my body was shocked and it came, and finally it came.

I saw a horse galloping towards me, the knight looked haggard and his eyes were red, "Eight hundred miles in a hurry, the idle man retreated."

The originally lively city gate was quiet and quickly retreated to both sides.

The horse crossed the city gate without pause, rushed towards the palace quickly.

The pedestrians retreated one after another and whispered uneasyly. What big thing happened?

Is the border urgent?

The figure in the pavilion silently brushed away the silk, revealing a beautiful face that was as good as anger and joy, but it had not yet grown.

A gentle sigh rang out, hey, it’s so fatal, master, you really know how to cheat your apprentice!

"Forget it, who made me Yun Qiaoqiao have such a master? I met someone wrong."

An hour later, the gate of Yun Mansion in the inner city was smashed heavily, "I want to see Yun Zhihao."

Yunfu is Chang'an Hou Mansion, but for some reason, there is no plaque of the Hou Mansion, only two golden characters are written, Yunfu.

Yun Qiaoqiao looked up for a while, and the door was opened. A doorman stared at the little beggar in front of him in anger.

"Rareless, can my master's name be called by you, a little beggar? Get out, go out."

He had a very irritable temper, staring at the boss, and was aggressive.

Yun Qiaoqiao was not only not afraid, but she looked curious. "I don't know how to do it. Get out and see, I'll learn it."

"You want to die?" The concierge of Yun Mansion was all above the top, and he didn't like a little beggar. He rose up angry and slapped him, "Okay, I'll give you my wish."

Yun Qiaoqiao hid behind her body and shouted loudly, "Help, kill someone, Yun Mansion is going to kill someone to silence him."

Passersby stopped and looked over.

Although he didn't get close, his ears stood up.

The concierge vomited blood in anger, a little scoundrel, "Nothing nonsense, our Yun Mansion is a scholarly family for generations, and the Marquis is even more handsome and handsome, with outstanding character. He is the object of admiration for countless people. How can you slander it?"

The other concierge shouted impatiently, "He doesn't understand what he said, so he will blow him out."

Yun Qiaoqiao's eyes flashed, "I've killed someone, Qi Xirou, you bitch, you snatch your sister and husband's bitch."

The voice was so loud that a group of people ran out and surrounded the door.

The gossip of wealthy families is everyone’s favorite.

"Who is Qi Xirou? Tell me quickly."

"Well..." Yun Qiaoqiao frowned in embarrassment.

In the chaos, a clear voice suddenly rang out.

"Shut up, who dares to talk nonsense?"

A luxurious carriage slowly stopped, the door opened, and a handsome man with a beautiful and handsome face walked down, with his romantic eyes and a pair of peach blossom eyes full of affection, which was extremely eye-catching.

This is the owner of the Hou Mansion, Yun Zhihao, the four princes in the capital, and a famous romantic figure.

This person is full of talent, unique in poetry, songs and essays, and is very popular.

Of course, talented men love beauty and are romantic, and there are more than a dozen wives and concubines in the family alone.

Not to mention those dewy marriages.

However, he is not a bad person, and no one says he is not good, which is also his ability.

The two doormen's face changed drastically, and they hurriedly went up to meet him, "The Marquis is back home."

"Master, the slaves drove the people away immediately."

Yun Zhihao refused to comment, his eyes fell on the little beggar, and his eyes narrowed.

The face was dark and dirty, and the face was hard to see clearly. It looked like a little beggar, but the temperament was different. The pair of black and white eyes were as bright as stars, with eyebrows and eyes upturned, and they were actually a pair of peach blossom eyes.

A sense of intimacy arose in his heart, and he inexplicably wanted to see the true face of the little beggar.

Similarly, Yun Qiaoqiao stared at him, his expression a little complicated.

This guy is actually wearing a gorgeous peacock golden fur coat, shiny. To be honest, it is not ugly or frivolous, and it is very suitable for his romantic charm.

However, this does not conform to Yun Qiaoqiao's aesthetics. Men should be like their masters, domineering in black and elegant in white.

"You are Yun Zhihao? It's true that you look like a pretty little white face. No, you're an old white face."

Full of resentment, Yun Zhihao's face suddenly pulled down, "You are so arrogant. Who are you? Who sent you to make trouble?"

"Make trouble?" Yun Qiaoqiao is a straightforward little girl in capital letters. "Haha, can you not wear such a fancy dress? You want to seduce a woman like a butterfly all day long?"

It's too direct, even if the facts are not revealed, this is the common idea of ​​everyone present.

Yun Zhihao was a marquis, and was proud of gold and jade. He was extremely proud of his appearance in front of the emperor. When did he ever suffer such ridicule?

"Put down and hit ten boards."

Yun Qiaoqiao immediately opened her throat and shouted, "Yun Zhihao, tiger poison does not eat any children. You even have to kill your biological daughter. You are inhumane and not as good as beasts."

Rushui fell into the oil pan and exploded immediately, "Oh my God, is this the Marquis' biological daughter?"

This marquis is romantic, so it is normal to have a few illegitimate daughters.

"No?" How could a father who doesn't know his daughter?

Yun Zhihao's face turned pale. Although he was romantic, he was very stylish and would not let his bloodline fall outside.

Besides, he doesn’t have many children, just four men and three women.

"I don't have a daughter like you. No matter who is behind you, you're dead."

This time he was so angry!

Yun Qiaoqiao was not sad either. She had expected it, "Don't you recognize me?"

A pair of bright eyes were as clear as autumn water, looking straight at Yun Zhihao.

Yun Zhihao looked at these pairs of eyes and his words stuck in his mouth.

That sense of familiarity is coming again!

A concierge sarcastically said loudly, "I laugh so much that I don't look in the mirror. Why is a little beggar so embarrassed to claim to be the daughter of the Marquis?"

Yun Qiaoqiao ignored him and still stared at Yun Zhihao, "Don't recognize me?"

Yun Zhihao frowned and shook his head. He was sure that there was no blood that was left outside.

"I said it last time, I want to cheat, you chose the wrong person."
Chapter completed!