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Chapter 39: Beautiful as a spring peach

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    The two people¡¯s expressions changed at the same time and they looked at each other.  In this small place of Jiajing, how could anyone pretend to be your Majesty?  Could it be that the Song Dynasty had a private visit in private?

    Fang Lang frowned and was about to find the source of the sound.  But I heard a voice coming from a small attic nearby: "Your Majesty!" This time the voice was louder, and there was a hint of urgency.

    He quickly raised his head, and a basin of water poured down in front of him. Fang Lang quickly took a wrong step to get out of the way.  But the little beggar didn't have such a keen sense as him. A basin of water was poured on him, and everything got wet.  The little beggar was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and pointed at the attic and started to curse.  A figure also poked out of the attic, beating and scolding him: "I asked you to avoid me, are you deaf?"

    The little beggar suddenly realized that he was in the wrong and looked up fiercely.  He turned around and told Fang Lang to go away, but saw Fang Lang looking at him strangely.  The little beggar looked down and saw that his clothes were soaked.  She was already wearing thin clothes and it was dirty and messy, so you couldn't tell from it.  But now the clothes were wet, and the shabby clothes were stuck together and looked very thin.  She was thirteen or fourteen years old and had a body that was not yet mature, so she could not be said to be charming, but she still had allure in this era.  Even in modern times, there are uncles who are obsessed with little lolita.

    Thirteen years old and fourteen years old, fifteen is considered an older woman.  The great writer Su Shi liked thirteen-year-old girls. He would often buy them and play with them for two days before selling them out and then buying another one.  What else could the little beggar do? He immediately kicked Fang Lang and shouted angrily: "What are you looking at? I'll close your eyes."

    Fang Lang reacted quickly. He held her ankle with his backhand and said angrily, "Where are you thinking? I really want to see your arm."

    The little beggar was caught by him by the ankle, and it turned out that the atmosphere was extremely tense. When he turned his head and looked at his wrist, he saw a slender blood mark.  Apparently he was accidentally scratched by a rock just now, but he didn't study abroad, and he had no idea.  There is no need to have children these days, and it¡¯s okay to have a wound. Even if it¡¯s tetanus, just take some medicine and you¡¯ll be fine.

    She was dressed in beggar¡¯s clothes and was already in a mess. It would be bad if the wound got infected.  Thinking of this, he realized that he had misunderstood Fang Lang, but he refused to apologize and groaned: "Let go!"

    Fang Lang quickly let go of her ankle, lifted up her robe and kicked her in private: "Wrap it up, I'll buy you some clothes on the way. You're so wet, it won't be good if you get typhoid fever at night."

    The little beggar felt somewhat warm. He wrinkled his nose and snorted, "I'm not that weak, so I'm asking you to be so kind."

    Fang Lang showed a warm smile, obviously he didn't mind.  Of course, it's not that he doesn't mind, but he feels somewhat guilty now.  The little beggar was drenched with water, and his original appearance was revealed.  From the beginning, Fang Lang concluded that she was a beautiful woman, but now he didn't need to use the word "precious woman".

    This little girl is really a natural beauty. Her beauty is like a peach blossom, fresh and gorgeous.  Danhong represents spring, and autumn water represents eyesight.  He has a round and small face, and his facial features are extremely delicate.  Whichever one of them pops out is rare in the world, and when put together, it's intoxicating.

    ¡°I am still young now and my temperament has not yet been developed. In a few years, I am afraid that some emperor will get this little girl without even doing anything.

    Coupled with how wet he was just now, Fang Lang was intoxicated even though he had no special hobbies.

    The two of them went down the mountain road, and Fang Lang couldn't help but pull her to buy clothes.  This time he also showed a bit of domineering, and he did not allow the little beggar to comment.  The strange thing is that in the face of his tyranny, the little beggar didn't resist much, but he refused to bow down verbally.  Now that he bought the clothes, Fang Lang naturally refused to let her live outside. He made a room for her to rest at night and had hot water prepared for her to take a bath.

    Although the little beggar never resisted, he didn¡¯t look good either.  After entering the room, he closed the door with a bang, shutting Fang Lang out.  Fang Lang wanted to see her put on her clothes, but there was no chance at this time.  After a night of silence, Fang Lang got up early the next morning.  When we arrived at the little beggar¡¯s door, we couldn¡¯t hear Quinoa¡¯s agency.  Fang Lang was afraid that she would run away, so he stopped for a while, and then heard the lazily sound of getting up.

    He was no longer in a hurry and went straight downstairs to ask for a banquet of wine and food waiting for him, and then he arrived downstairs.  Suddenly he noticed a table of people and his expression moved slightly.  The people at this table were all dressed in snow-white clothes, headed by a handsome man, and the rest were all extremely beautiful girls.  The girls, like the men, were all dressed in white like snow, with an extraordinary purple color, and they also had a slight fairy aura about them.  Not to mention the man in white, with snow-white clothes, handsome appearance, slightly high bridge of nose, white lips, bright eyes like water, with a feminine beauty.

    People coming and going and people in Jiajing TowerI couldn't help but look at the people at this table, some with jealousy, some envy, and some obsession.

    Needless to say, there are many men who are secretly well-behaved. Even the reserved lady boss secretly comes out to take a look. Her color is watery, and she is obviously fascinated by this man.  And those women were also in purple junior high school, and when they gathered together, they showed even more disrespect.

    No matter which one you marry, you will be happy for most of your life.  However, although these women were attractive, they did not look arrogant at all. Instead, they were respectful and submissive to the men.

    The man looked even more arrogant, as if he didn't care about anyone.  Attracting so many looks, he paid no attention to anyone.

    Fang Lang was curious about the identities of these people, but he quickly looked away.  However, the man saw the curiosity in his eyes and immediately looked away.

    Fang Lang sat on a seat not far from the man and asked the waiter to serve a table of wine, wine and food. He ate at the door and waited for the little beggar to come down.  Suddenly, an unusual atmosphere came over.  Fang Lang raised his head subconsciously, but saw everyone's eyes focused on the stairs.  Fang Lang also subconsciously looked over and his eyes suddenly lit up.

    On the stairs, a woman as beautiful as the world came slowly.  A pink dress, like a flower blooming.  Her appearance instantly dimmed the glory of the women in white, and almost no one was looking at them.

    The beauty of this woman is different from the beauty of those women who do not disturb the dust of the world. It is a beauty that is like the rolling autumn water or the blue waves of the river and sea.  It seemed that as soon as she appeared, the entire Jiajing Tower was in a peach garden, filled with fragrance.

    Being looked at by so many people, the girl's face felt slightly warm and turned into a pink color.  She lowered her head unnaturally, caught a glimpse of Fang Lang from the corner of her eye, and then she felt like she had a backbone. She glared at him fiercely and said, "Don't you know what I told you when you got up? Just eat for yourself!"   (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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