As early as a few years ago, on a sunny day, King Liang Ren of Jin came from the capital to Nanxing. At that time, he was still a teenager. Whether he took over Nanxing from the unwilling prince of Lao Hong, or turned Nanxing from twelve cities into sixteen cities, Liang Ren asked himself about his efforts.

He was very free when playing.

Your Highness has such capital and such capital.

Capital refers to his handsome appearance and noble status, like a piece of bait with a foot of sesame oil, attracting big fish and shrimps to rush towards him. Sometimes when he sees this highness, he looks like a big fat piece of meat, and you can't blame others for wanting to take a bite.

Capital refers to the fact that His Highness is extraordinary, knowledgeable, has a strong comprehending vision, and is also good at judging people. He can forgive the officials who were loyal to Lao Hong and reformed before, and the last one he is not cruel and vulgar.

Everyone is in love and will, but others can’t force him, and he will never force him.

Even if he doesn't force others, there are already a lot of beauties who are about to look at each other, and Liang Ren is often burped and needs to find freshness to rise up to see strange beauties.

Under such circumstances, the officials under his command were willing to call his wife and daughter out to pay homage. Otherwise, if His Highness loves each other and asks each other, who would dare to do a mission for him?

Chengping Bo never worried that his wife would visit His Highness. Before today, Liang Ren had never thought about anything else.

A slight movement just now, Mrs. Chengpingbo came in a hurry with snow-white outfit, with dignified face like a statue, with a few points of dust on her skirt, like a few points of darkness in the light and shadow, and the black and white outlines vivid outlines are exactly the best.

Liang Ren rekindled his thoughts when he first met Mrs. Chengpingbo, a beautiful woman.

That day, she was just Mrs. Lin. Chengping Bo called his wife to come out to greet him, so that he could give him a gift. Chengping Bo could appreciate Liang Ren and was valued by Liang Ren, and he understood a little about the twists and turns in each other's belly.

Liang Ren rewarded Mrs. Lin the next day without hesitation, making her the Countess of Chengping and a place among the officials in Nanxing City. Because she is so beautiful, His Highness is heartfelt at first sight.

It can only be remembered.

Last time I saw the beauty and her husband, this time I saw the beauty and her new widow, Liang Ren could not do anything to suppress Chengpingbo's coffin board. He admired the beautiful widow again, walked into the mourning hall to burn paper, and shed a few tears. Mrs. Chengpingbo told her husband's last words with tears in her tears, and naturally asked His Highness to take care of her young wife more, but Liang Ren did not agree to this.

Chengping Bo has no children. Although he usually walks around, there are several distant relatives, but no brothers and nephews in his close relatives. Mrs. Chengping Bo wants to kowtow and keep a guard, and kneel down to welcome guests. She writes all her busy work on her face. Liang Ren can't bear it when she sees it. Besides, Chengping Bo also asks him to take care of him. He uses the next meal here, so the officials naturally flatter him. The housekeepers of the Lin family have freed up a lot of things to accompany the guests, and devoted themselves to the funeral.

A quarter of an hour after the meal, Liang Ren left after using a bowl of tea. Mrs. Chengpingbo sent it outside the door, and everyone was treated with all their courtesy.

The people who saw it praised him, saying that Chengpingbo's life was worth it. He married his young wife in his old age and his nobles were willing to take care of his affairs after his death. These words quickly spread throughout the Nanxing royal city because of pleasing him.

As it got dark, the woman in beautiful clothes was motionless, allowing the darkness that was walking to swallow her. The delicate golden lines outlined in the corners of her eyes flashed, as if she tried her best to resist the overwhelming night.

Her mind was not dark either. Countless talks flashed with swords and flashed around. Sometimes they killed each other, and sometimes they fled with their heads in their arms. Whether it was the talk during the killing or the talk of escape, they left a deep mark.

"Mrs. Chengpingbo is young and beautiful,"

"Your Highness takes great care of you and stays in the Lin family for more than an hour."

The woman's heart was filled with endless ripples, like a pool of shattered pain, which made her breath sound softly.

She bit her lip hard, thinking that this would stop the pain, but the pain also rose from the corner of her mouth, and was close to her mind, and was close to her heart, until she held the clothes on her chest in pain, and once again found that she could not live without him. She was also a man without a husband. She is his man now, and she could not leave him... This big tree, the current actual ruler of Nanxing, Liang Ren, King of Jin.

Mrs. Nangong slowly stood up from the chair covered with embroidered mattresses, not far from her were two open doors. The girls who knew her temperament did not urge or held lights, and each stood quietly on both sides of the door, like two rows of columns in the long corridor.

Mrs. Nangong raised her round chin and trampled her sentences from the trembling cold air. Her voice was more like a cry of despair than expectation: "Go and invite Your Highness again, just say I'm waiting for him."

The girl closest to the door had a round face and a pair of bright apricot eyes. She squatted down and no longer shone when her eyes were facing the ground, but instead felt impatient with her eyes, and turned around and walked out of the yard.

This is Mrs. Nangong's favorite girl Xiangyuan. It is a delicious side dish she used to hook Liang Ren's freshness, but she was so tight that she refused to let Liang Ren really succeed.

Xiangyuan has long been full of complaints about her master's behavior. Doesn't her Highness like her? Or is her eyes looking at her falsely?

Since there is nothing, why bother to beat a big stick at any time? Is the hostess so moved that others are just dead?

If you don’t give it to Your Highness, your Highness will naturally go to another place. You have to recognize your losses and correct your mistakes. But you will be as fierce as you compete with the world. When you tear your Highness up, you will be exactly the same as before. Who is your Highness?

Xiang Yuan jumped into the carriage that had been prepared long ago with her wives in her heart. She was prepared at home every day and was ready to deal with the hostess' orders at any time. She would look for the whereabouts of Your Highness in the royal city. Even if she had been warned by Your Highness's guards many times, she would not change it. Because the hostess' Mrs. Nangong was crazy, her highness sometimes made her three points.

I really don’t know if Your Highness has ever regretted it, and when will he regret reciprocating with the hostess?

In Xiangyuan's view, only affection can be maintained. If one day His Highness King Jin really falls in love with other people, such as... she is so tender and charming, the hostess's lunatic can only retreat behind her or simply choke in her throat.

Concessions, but because I haven't gotten tired of it yet, aren't it?

The coachman drove the car out of Nangong Mansion and asked in the face of the lively long street: "Sister Xiangyuan, where should we go to find it? Is it at Mrs. Jiang's house, Mrs. Cao's house, or the rows of good places on Hong Street."

Xiangyuan frowned when she heard this. She had His Highness in her heart. She also disliked Mrs. Jiang, Mrs. Cao, and others who were favored by the hostess. Hongjie is the place of the romantic and romantic in the Nanxing Royal City. After nightfall, red lanterns were named everywhere. Although Xiangyuan was a girl, she was spoiled and naturally hated her in places like Hongjie.

She turned her back and scolded the coachman: "You go to the place where you know Your Highness will go, these insignificant families, what do you remember so much, and you dare to say it in front of me, and I can't hear any of them."

The coachman dared not provoke her, so he smiled and turned around and waited for her words.

"If you go to Chengping Bolin's house to search, maybe your highness is still taking care of her house."
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