MTL - Mei Gongqing-Chapter 227 [Unscheduled serialization] Xie Heting

Counting, Wang Xuan has been away from home for more than four months. In the past four months, Xie Wan and others have wasted their time on the road. He has already turned Nanshan to Jiankang one time.

At the moment, Jiankang is afraid to go. The purpose of going down the mountain to see the land has also been reached. I believe that when I arrived in Nanshan, my mother gave birth to a British brother.

Thinking about it, Wang Xuan was a bit eager, and now he screamed: "Go, go home."

Having said that, he did not forget to look at him four times and ordered: "Today's business, don't mention it to my father!"

The escorts should be banged. The middle-aged guards said with a smile: "Lang Jun is full of eyes and ears, and Xiao Lang is afraid of how long it will last."

"I can't help but also get rid of it." Wang Xuan said with a loud voice, "This thing is caused by my mother's deception from beginning to end. He wants to blame me, I will find my mother to settle accounts."

He said that he was justified, but the head that is getting lower and lower is clearly guilty. The guards of the public guards laughed and drove back in the carriage.

Not to mention, although it is only in April, but everyone can think of being able to return home, they are happy.

In order to avoid "accidental injury" passers-by, this time, Wang Xuan put on a fight.

After walking for half a month, there was a "Ru" city in front, and the elegant book was carved on the wall. From afar, everyone could smell the smell of the wine and the smell of the powder.

The guards were overjoyed and snorted.

For example, the city is a medium-sized city. Because it is close to Jiankang, there are many people here and there are many people. An exquisite wooden house was built on both sides of the river. The boat was pedestrians. The raised eyes were full of long sleeves and floating figures.

Looking at the beautiful girls who passed by, the escorts approached the carriage and smiled and said: "Shaolang, this place is beautiful, don't you go down?"

Under the fight, Wang Xuan came coldly and said, "I think you are drinking too much."

When this was said, another burst of laughter came.

Just then, there was a stir in front of it.

In the streets, passers-by ran forward, and in the footsteps, there were also the cheers of the girls.

Everyone was curious, and now they drove in a carriage.

After a while, in front of them, there appeared a team of Chinese costumes, the few rides in the front, no car, they are horses, and more and more people are slowly coming.

The one who walked in the front was a very handsome young man with a long waist. Although he is riding a horse, but not wearing a costume, but a wide-sleeve robes, a move, the wind blows his wide sleeves like a butterfly.

Looking at the horse, the waist does not wear a sword and the whistle, the young man with a happy face, Wang Xuan curiously asks: "Who is he, the good manners."

The middle-aged guard smiled and said: "His name is Xie Heting, and he was the same as your father."

Same as my father?

Wang Xuan is even more curious.

At this time, Xie Heting and others have come to them. Looking at the quiet standing on both sides of the street to admire the beautiful man, although screaming and jumping, but did not come up with "little weapon" hurting, sultry girls, Wang Xuan said sullenly: "Unfair."

When this was said, it was a sneer.

At this time, Xie Heting and others have come to the front.

At this moment, his eyes turned and he reached a few familiar guards. When he fixed his mind, Xie Heting immediately recognized the sign hidden in the carriage.

At the moment, he came over.

When he came to Wang Xuan’s carriage, he asked, "Who is this?"

When the middle-aged guard came forward, he took a gift and smiled. "Lao Lang asked, this is my home Xuan Xiaolang."

"Xuan Xiaolang? Is the eldest son of Wang Hong?"

"Yes."

Xie Heting whispered: "A long time, my son is so big?" He reached out and opened the curtain. He looked at Wang Xuan under the fight and frowned. "Little boy, how can you hide your head and show up? ?"

When the words came out, Wang Xuan was furious and was about to return. The middle-aged guards quickly stopped.

He bowed to Xie Heting and smiled: "Xie Jialangjun does not know, my family is only like this, so that he can walk freely."

Anyone from Jin can understand the meaning of this statement.

Xie Heting looked at him. He looked at Wang Xuan and asked in amazement: "Is it like mother?"

The middle-aged guards should say: "Parents are like, they are better."

It turned out to be the case.

Xie Heting smiled and whispered: "Interesting."

The voice is low, and the voice is faint.

After saying this, he saw the fight, Wang Xuan's pair of phoenix eyes slanted to himself, could not help but swear: "Look at this eye, you know that this child has its mother demon."

He stared at Wang Xuan and smiled. "Xuan Xiaolang, you are the nephew of Wang Wang, so I am not going to return home, can I have homesickness?"

Wang Xuan looked up at Xie Heting. He really didn't like the fact that the other side was condescending, but he could only hide and talk.

At the moment, Wang Xuan took the bucket and threw it into the carriage.

His face was revealed, and the screams and laughter in the crowd seemed to be quiet.

Xie Heting also gave it a stop.

When he heard that the middle-aged guard said that the child was better than his parents, he did not believe it.

But now, he believes.

He can't believe that he will see a person one day.

After returning to God, Xie Heting praised: "Good manners."

In an era where tolerance is more important than virtue, Xie Heting has to admire, he added, "Surely, it’s blue, Wang Hong is so stunned, and there is a post."

At this time, people believe that the gas will be formed in the outside, and the person who is uncomfortable will surely be a person who can make a difference. Therefore, Xie Heting has such a sentence.

Xie Heting is a famous celebrity who went to the world. His words are tastings. Therefore, a word spit out, and the guards performed a ceremony for him to show that he did not dare to act.

Looking at the boy, Xie Heting asked: "How is your mother?"

"The elders asked, my mother is very good."

Xie Heting asked again: "How is Jiankang?"

As soon as he mentioned Jiankang, Wang Xuan frowned and shook his head. "Not good."

In Xie Heting's incomprehensible eyes, Wang Xuan smiled bitterly: "Jiankang is as good as a dog, and aunt is as a wolf."

He just said that there were a few suspicious laughter sounds around him. At this time, Wang Xuan’s sullen voice was still rumored. "Although Huafu is riding, everyone looks up, but there is no real freedom."

Speaking of this, he sympathetically looked at Xie Heting and whispered: "The gentleman is here today, is it really worry-free?"

Xie Heting stared at the sympathy of Wang Xuan’s face and raised his eyebrows.

He approached Wang Xuan and whispered, "Is it really a wolf?"

Almost as soon as his voice fell, he saw a few drops of cold sweat on the boy's forehead.

Xie Heting once again raised an eyebrow.

Learning Wang Xuan, watching him sympathetically, Xie Heting’s thin lips rose slowly and said slowly: "It’s a pity, you should like it."

Almost as soon as the voice fell, he slammed out the flute of his waist, and squatted a few times. In the hustle and bustle of the guards, Xie Heting flute as a sword and stabbed the car curtain around the carriage.

At that moment, the window cloth was like a broken leaf. At that moment, the stunned Wang Xuan, the beautiful face like a demon, appeared clearly in front of passers-by.

Xie Heting retreated, far away, he arched his hand toward Wang Xuan, his lips were light, and his laughter was loud. "I don't like to be sympathetic to my life. Wang Xuan Xiao Langjun, please taste the taste of the city." ."

Almost his voice fell, and the people who were stunned by the beautiful colors came back. They screamed and screamed wildly. People rushed in, and in a blink of an eye, they drowned the carriage completely. It is.