Chapter 70： Who is the protagonist (2/2)
You Wumei raised her lower eyebrow, looked away at Sang far, and smiled, ”Come.”
He took her hand, leaning slightly on her beautiful jaw, and said, ”Zhangzhou King keeps the best roll pool for me. Today, it will be cheaper for you!”
With that in mind, she dragged her hand and swaggered to the side as if returning to her home.
Zhang Dai wiped his sweat and smiled at Han Shaoling, ”King Hanzhou, please.”
Han Shaoling's face was cold: ”I don't have to change it.”
His eyes have been pinned on the back of the two. One big and one small, like a couple of gods.
When did the two men raise their hands and have such a close and tacit understanding!
Roll the pool?
Han Shaoling took a few deep breaths, only to see that the eyes were black.
He didn't want to think about what kind of story those two people and one party would have, but he couldn't help thinking.
Youmei and Sang who came to the rolling pool hall are far too lazy to care about Han Shaoling's ideas.
He took two clean clothes from the animal skin bag and put them on the jade shelf by the pool. He took off his robe stained with demon blood with his backhand, and then leaned forward, picking her clothes with his hands and feet, and his mouth was licking. Whispered: ”Do you have any hands, Xiao Sanguo? You need help to take off your clothes.”
She was next to him. Only in this way would she be a little less shy-so close to each other, you can't see each other's clothes.
He peeped at her red face, and his expression became more and more pleasant.
Slightly bowed, hugged her sideways, and walked towards the rolling pool.
”Little Sanguo,” he said, ”It's not good for Zhang Dai to wait, just wash it and forget it, how?”
”Ok.”
Two more steps were taken, and you let go of your hands horribly.
The sense of weightlessness suddenly struck, Sang exclaimed from afar, tightly wrapped around his neck.
”Afraid of anything,” he squinted, his voice full of brazenness. ”Even if you let go of your hands, I can hold you.”
The low dumb voice, the floral fragrance stained with warmth, brushed her cheek.
Sang Yuanyuan: ”...you are lifeless!”
This person is so bad that there is no cure.
Going down into the water, she hurried out of his arms and swam far away, hiding in the corner and washing up.
Across the white mist, you see You Youming laugh all the time and keep laughing.
After washing, she threw a big face at the pool, and like a flexible fish, she rushed into the pile of face plates and dried her body and hair with hot spiritual mist. The water drops on it, then picked up clean clothes with Lingyun Vine and came to change them.
You Wuming also came out of the water.
Now, his fire has not been extinguished, and the flames turned, and the water droplets on his body evaporated.
He was extremely thick-skinned and didn’t want to avoid her at all. He picked up his clothes lazily and put them on slowly. His long fingers carefully arranged the layers of clothes and slowly tied them. Girdle, that look lazy and expensive, so beautiful that people can't open their eyes.
Dressed neatly, she is also a self-assertive young king. He took two steps, his eyes slightly slanted, and reached out a big hand, holding her finger.
”Xiao Sanguo, didn't scare you to death! Can I eat you here.” He bit his teeth deliberately at her, struggling to bite her face.
She glanced at him and ignored it.
Stepped across the corridor of red, orange, and yellow colors, the banquet hall was near.
Through the open door of the hall, Wang Zhangdai, the king of Zhangzhou, stood up from behind the desk and strode toward the outside of the hall.
Suddenly she stood on tiptoe and put her flower-like lips to the ears of desperate ears, exhaling like blue and charming eyes like silk—
”Just before, actually I really want it. All waiting for you in the flowers, why can't you just come.”
You Wuming was struck by lightning, and the bottomless black eyes turned to her inch by inch, and her thin lips tightened instantly.
She exhaled slyly at him, then stood back to her place, put on a serious face, and smiled at the welcoming Zhang Dai.
Standard royal meeting meeting.
Youming: ”...”
This is a fruit goblin who wants to die!
Zhang Dai led Youwu and Sang into the banquet hall from afar.
Han Shaoling, who was sitting in the hall, slowly lifted his jaw, and the sharp eyes like an eagle swept toward the hall door.
His eyes fell on Zhang Dai and Yu Youming, and then fell heavily on Sang Yuan.
Seeing her cheeks red, her face tender and affectionate, Han Shaoling's pupils shrank instantly and stood up unconsciously.
The royal family's cultivation made him not show any strange expressions, but just presented the meeting ceremonially.
You Wuming's footsteps swelled, his head tilted up slightly, and he looked at Han Shaoling with a smile instead of a smile.
For a while, the two smiled together on their faces.
”Yuzhou King, Yumen is a farewell, I miss it.”
”Korean King, the style is still the same.”
This greeting will take as many fakes as possible.
Han Shaoling turned to Sang far, without a movement for a while.
Sang far smiled and gave a gift. Seeing that Han Shaoling was still motionless, he smiled and looked at the sweaty Zhang Dai. He said: ”I heard that Zhangzhou's roasted lamb with miso is a must. ?”
Zhang Dai reached the stage and hurriedly smiled: ”Nature.”
He simply raised two big palm fan slaps and patted heavily: ”Feast!”
You Wumei raised her lower eyebrow, looked away at Sang far, and smiled, ”Come.”
He took her hand and took her to the seat.
Han Shaoling's eyes flickered and he stopped talking several times.
Just waiting to test out one or two, and suddenly heard a clear female voice ringing from the side: ”Sang far away?! Are you still attending Han Lang's fixed wife banquet! Why are you with You Wuming again! Your royal family, that's it Anything!”
Han Shaoling only felt dizzy.
Marching in Zhangzhou, the road is far away, and naturally can only bring the dream worry-free around, often detoxification.
Just in a trance, I didn't realize that the guard behind me was quietly transferred by her again-this woman, as long as she wanted, seemed to be able to appear beside her at any time, changed to a guard for a while, and changed to a waiter for a while, these People can always be easily persuaded by her, opening her door to convenience!
At this moment, when Meng Wuyou clamored out loudly, he didn't know what expression to make to save her face.
Anyway, since accepting the woman who dreamed of worry, he has lost all his shame as a commonplace.
What can he do? Can only pretend not to hear this sudden question, staring blankly at Sang Yuan, breaking the jar and waiting for her answer.
Sang Yuan didn't even notice that Meng Wuyou slipped in from the outside and mingled with Han Shaoling's side-this so-called'hostess', the sense of existence was too weak.
She smiled lazily at Han Shaoling: ”Hanzhou King, I haven't seen you in a few days. Your courtesy in Hanzhou is still uncomfortable.”
Han Shaoling pulled the corner of his lower lip and turned his head to look at Meng Wuyou. He didn't know what to say for a while, but he said tiredly: ”Can you go back first? Don't make trouble.”
He turned his head and looked far away from Sang. There was a bit of fate hidden in the slightly sunken deep eyes: ”Mother Sang shouldn't make fun of me. You don't know my situation.”
Sang nodded far and said: ”It is true. Life is the most important thing in life. The courtesy of the face, after all, is just vain in the world, don't matter. King Hanzhou, you can understand your situation.”
Han Shaoling held his forehead.
You Wuming held back a smile.
”You are right in this sentence!” Meng Wuyou lifted her face. ”One day, you will understand that all men are created equal. Feudal ethics is just a weapon used by the ruling class to restrain people's thoughts! What is above everything? Every life is equal, noble, and has the right to freedom!”
Sang Yuan browed slightly.
It turned out that it was really through the heroine, or the kind that only shouted empty slogans.
Sang pondered for a moment, smiled, and looked up at the dream-free eyes. ”You are right, life, everyone is only once, naturally equal. Everyone deserves the respect they deserve.”
Meng Wuyou was quite surprised: ”I didn't expect you to be so conscious!”
”I have it, but you don't have it.” Sang dropped his face far away. ”Regardless of who you are, if you question the privacy of others in public, is it respect for others? Do I have any people, who have you, and all It has nothing to do with you. Who I am with is my freedom. You speak of equality, freedom, and rights. I haven’t gotten married yet. Don’t I have the right to choose my favorite Langjun freely?”
Meng Wuyou's face changed slightly, for a while, her voice was much lower, she argued: ”However, women should be self-respecting and self-respecting, if you are not clean and self-respecting, you are not self-respecting, can't you say it?”
Sang Yuan held back the utterly lifeless voice of Yin Xiao, and said slowly: ”Youzhou King has not yet married, and I have already broken the contract with the Hanzhou King, and the two innocent people are together, just waiting for the big one Marriage, why do you say that you are not self-respecting? Is it because in your opinion, the name is not justified and followed by the husband of the woman, even the concubine is not counted, is this called self-respect and self-love?”
Sang chuckled sarcastically far, not looking at dreams and worry-free, only focusing on Han Shailing's Tieqing's face.
”Me, me, me and Han Lang are true love!” Meng Wuyou's eyes flashed anxiously, ”He and others are just a marriage! Where are you, the royal family, where is love! You don't understand, arranged marriage is not Happy!”
”Oh, true love.” Sang laughed lightly, ”Your true love is really valuable. Compared with your true love, the companionship of others for many years has become a light-hearted ”interest”. Why should your mind be more valuable than others? Just because you are poor and white, but because you are useless? Just because you are weak, you have reason?”
Sang raised his eyebrows far away, gasping for breath without seeing the dream, and shook his head gently as if he could not speak.
”I never thought that the royal family should be superior, but in you, I can't see the slightest respect for other people as a person. The other people saw me and called a ”king girl”, which is recognition of my identity. It’s like going to the medical hall, you should call a “healer”, and when you arrive at the school, you should call a “sir.” And you, somehow, have an inexplicable sense of superiority, yelling and screaming at others regardless of occasion , It’s really awkward and rude.”
Meng Wuyou's face was crimson, and she was always clever, and she couldn't say a word at the moment. She couldn't think of it, Sang Yuan didn't even need to use identity rank to suppress people, but she could argue that she had nothing to say.
Sang fared a gift to Han Shaoling: ”The King of Hanzhou is open-minded, affectionate, and does not care about these vain rites. I have nothing to say. But as a royal family, I really don't want others to slander the dignity of the Yunjing royal family!”
”Good!” Zhang Dai couldn't help but say, ”Hanzhou King, it's not my old Zhang who said you, even my big boss, I've heard people talk about the women around you that are not so good. At first sight, even my old cheeky face is ashamed for you!”
”You, you!” Meng Wu stomped anxiously, ”You are just born with a good life, born to be a royal family, if you are born humble, will you still be so high on the hillside and look down on people?”
Sang is very strange: ”Isn't it said that all men are created equal? How can they be arrogant and belittle their own background? A civilian is born, but he has an arrogant personality, and there are many people who can be respected no matter where they go. And you, under the guise of inexplicable superiority, under the guise of'equality', when you face a person with a higher status than you, you pretend to be disdainful; when you face a person with a lower status than you, you don't treat them as humans at all!”
Sang Yuan's tone was more intense: ”You have no worries and dreams, it's really hypocritical! Mother Zhang kindly helps you, and you turn around and betrayed her in front of Hanzhou King; Youzhou King's guard died for you , You don’t have any sense of gratitude or guilt in your heart at all; regardless of your low strength, you rushed into the pile of ghosts, so many people died for you, has your heart touched for a moment?! You regard them as life. Well, did you drop a tear for those who died because of you!”
Meng Wuyou's lips were trembling, her face pale, and she couldn't say a word.
Sang squeezed the lifeless hand quietly, leaning slightly, holding the desk, and slowly asked: ”Dreamless, who gives you a sense of superiority? Do you really think that you are the protagonist of this world?” ?”
She said so much today, in fact, it was for the moment.
Yumingmingming grasped the enlightenment, the low and charming voice accompanied her, and the dark star flickered in his eyes——
”Oh, do you really think that you are the protagonist of this world?”