Jia Huan looked at it and sighed that he came into the door. He saw more than a dozen chefs, all of whom were sealed with seals. They were all named in each province. Jia Huan was determined to pick his own seals in his hometown. So he had no intention of looking at other provinces. He saw that there were seven words written on the seal on the kitchen on the other side: "The 12 Beauties of Jinling" Jia Huan asked, "What is the 12 Beauties of Jinling?" Jinghuan said: "It is the 12-Crown Women's Book of the First Prize of the Province, so it is the 12-Crown Women's Book of the First Prize of the Province, so it is the 12-Crown Women's Book of the First Prize" Jia Huan said:"I often hear people say that Jinling is very big, why are there only twelve women? Now, there are hundreds of girls in my family," Jing Huan sneered: "There are many women in the province, but if you choose the most important ones, you will be the second one, and there will be no book to record." Jia Huan heard that, and then looked at the second chefs, and it turned out that "Jinling Twelve Beauties' Sub-book" was written, and another one said "Jinling Twelve Beauties' Sub-book" was written, and Jia Huan extended his hand to pick it first."Another sub-book "The kitchen is open, I took out a book and opened it. I saw that there was a painting on the homepage. It was not a person, nor a landscape, but a few lines of writing were written on the paper, which was rendered by ink. It was written: It was hard to see the bright moon, and the colorful clouds were easy to relax and be higher than the sky. As a lowly romantic and charming person, he often caused resentment for longevity and longevity, and the affectionate young master thought about Jia Huan and saw a cluster of flowers painted behind him.A broken mat also has a few words, which read: I am gentle and gentle, the clouds are as empty as osmanthus, and I am so happy that I am so happy that the actors are blessed. Unexpectedly, the young master was not satisfied with Jia Huan and threw it down. Then he went to open the kitchen door of the sub-book. He picked up a book and opened it. When he opened it, he saw a osmanthus flower painting, and there was a pond underneath. The water dried up and the mud was dried up, and the lotus and lotus had to be ruined. The book later said: The roots and the lotus stems are fragrant, and I was really hurt in my life.The lonely wood was born from two places, causing the fragrant soul to return to his hometown Jia Huan to see it, but he still couldn't understand it, so he threw it again. He went to take the "main book" and saw two dead trees on the first page. There were a jade belt hanging on the wood, and there was a pile of snow. Under the snow, there were four words of a golden hairpin. It was said: It's a pity that the virtue of shutting down the machine, and the jade belt hanging in the forest. Jia Huan was buried in the snow. When he saw it, he still couldn't understand it. When he was about to ask, he knew that he would not leak it.When I was about to leave it, I was reluctant to leave and looked back again. I saw a bow with a citron hanging on the bow. There was also a lyrics saying: For twenty years, the porch flowers bloomed, the palace was illuminated by the three spring battles and early spring scenery. The tigers met and the dream returned. There were two people flying kites, a sea and a big boat. There were a woman in the boat covering her face and crying. There were four sentences saying: Talent is smart and ambitious, and the fortune is gone in the last days...
He read a lot in a row, but he was confused and didn't know what was written in this book. Just as he was about to continue reading, a cold female voice suddenly came from the air, scolding: Jinghuan, why are you so confused? You actually got the identity of the visitor wrong? He is not a jade in the stone at all, but just a ball of mud.How could you lead him in...
Sister, you said he is not the jade in the stone, so how could he enter this illusory realm?
The fairy who had led the road to Jia Huan was also surprised, then opened her eyes and looked at him, opened her mouth and shouted: What should I do? This ball of sludge was originally a person who responded to the disaster. Now he has read the list of the Twelve Beauties of Jinling. What if he understands it and hinders the Taoist practice of Jade in Stone?
As he said, the expression on his face had become cold.
Although Jia Huan couldn't understand a large part of it, the jade in the stone and a ball of mud knew how to describe Jia Baoyu and himself.He suddenly became angry and scolded: I didn’t expect that you so-called immortals are just some common things. I don’t know where you are not as good as Jia Baoyu. Even you look down on me?
Don’t be unreasonable, you are just a ball of mud, you dare to lose your superiority in front of me. I will not take you down...
As he said that, the fairy Jinghuan turned his jade hand and a dazzling light shone out from her hand, gradually forming a ball the size of an egg, which was about to hit Jia Huan's forehead as he spoke.
Of course, Jia Huan was not a fool. Although he didn't know what this ball was, he also knew that the power of the immortal was irresistible to him, a mortal, so he hurriedly dodged to the side. Unexpectedly, his body was nailed at this moment and could not move at all. He could only watch the ball hitting his head. When he approached him, he seemed to feel his body was torn apart, his internal organs were all dislocated, his mind began to withdraw, and the three souls and seven spirits were about to leave his body in an instant.
Jing Huan stopped. At this moment, Jia Huan felt lighter and was caught by an inexplicable force and was still two feet away. He fell so hard that he was confused. He only heard a touch, and the place where he was standing was hit by the ball in the fairy's hand that was about ten feet.
Sister, why do you want to help this ball of sludge?
The fairy asked in confusion.
He is just a common thing, so why should my sister be angry with him? Besides, he is a person who is in charge of the disaster, so his name will naturally be lost at that time, it will only be a matter of time.But if you kill him at this time, it will be unbeautiful. If the jade in the stone is missing, he cannot re-enter the road, then your disaster will be a big disaster.
Why did I forget this?
After the fairy's reminder, Jing Huan also sneered at Jia Huan: Let's save you a life for the time being, but sister, he just read the list of the Twelve Beauties of Jinling and was able to predict the result. What if it arrives except for variables?
Haha, he is a ball of mud, and he doesn't look at the chaos in his heart. If this kind of dirty thing can be seen, it will probably be a fool. Besides, as long as he eliminates his memory just now, we don't have to worry.
It’s still my sister’s thoughtful thinking.
The fairy laughed into the air, let me do this to eliminate his memory.
Don’t do it too much, just let him suffer. The sound in the air didn’t know what his sister’s plan was. He advised him, and then paused and said: Now, the Jade in the Stone is about to come to the illusory realm. Make some preparations as early as possible and try to help him the greatest possible help. Maybe he will be grateful to us after he boarded the road.
I got it. The fairy insisted on walking towards Jia Huan. Although she was as beautiful as a flower at this time, she was a lively femme fatale in Jia Huan's eyes.
He strongly suppressed his inner fear and said: As long as I don’t die today, I will definitely repay it with ten times the revenge in the future.
The coldness contained in the words attacked Fairy Jinghuan in an instant. Even her golden immortal body felt cold all over, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. However, this feeling was only a moment. Looking at Jia Huan's pale face, she seemed to be looking at a pretty kitten and puppy and patted it with her hands...
Jia Huan, do you not even recognize me?
Sleeping soundly, Jia Huan suddenly became stern in his ear, as if it was Feng Jie's voice.Because he was usually afraid of Feng Jie, he woke up with excitement and hurriedly got up from the long table. After opening his eyes, he realized that he had just had a dream. Then he felt relieved. Just as he was about to walk out of the small house, he heard footsteps coming, and he immediately stopped.
It turned out to be Feng Jie's voice: What should I do when I go to the back garden, what should I do if my servants see it?
It’s really like thinking and dreaming. Jia Huan shook his head with a wry smile, ready to sit up, rub his sore thighs and go out for dinner.But I heard Sister Feng’s voice: Master, let’s go back to the room?
Jia Huan's heart trembled. It was Feng Jie's voice. He immediately felt refreshed and quietly crossed under the windowsill, looking out the window with his eyes.Because the flowers and plants in the cold room are relatively precious, they need to be blocked by the sun and the curtains are covered with bamboo mats, which makes it easier for him to see, but people outside cannot see inside.
I saw the rockery rock at the corner, and the peony was pushed and half-hearted, revealing a large piece of snow-white neck. Only half of the harsh breasts were covered with, and the wrapped soft breasts kept rising and falling, making Jia Huan's mouth dry.
What are you afraid of? Who dares to come to the back garden now...
Jia Lian was hurriedly taking off his wife Feng Jie's dress.
A pair of slender and flawless jade legs appeared and disappeared from the peonies. Against the soft afternoon sunlight, Jia Huan seemed to smell the unique orchid-like body fragrance on her body.
He was a little shocked, forgot to breathe for a moment, and stared blankly at what was happening outside the window...
Jia Lian had already been hollowed out by wine, so the beautiful spring outside ended soon, and Feng Jie obviously had a hint of resentment on her face...
It was not until everything outside was silent, the cool breeze blew the lonely peony flowers, and the lonely butterfly flapped its wings weakly that Jia Huan woke up from his dream.
When there was no one outside, he quietly walked out of the back garden alone, but that scene always appeared in his mind.
Third Young Master Just as he was about to leave the garden, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.
He read a lot in a row, but he was confused and didn't know what was written in this book. Just as he was about to continue reading, a cold female voice suddenly came from the air, scolding: Jinghuan, why are you so confused? You actually got the identity of the visitor wrong? He is not a jade in the stone at all, but just a ball of mud.How could you lead him in...
Sister, you said he is not the jade in the stone, so how could he enter this illusory realm?
The fairy who had led the road to Jia Huan was also surprised, then opened her eyes and looked at him, opened her mouth and shouted: What should I do? This ball of sludge was originally a person who responded to the disaster. Now he has read the list of the Twelve Beauties of Jinling. What if he understands it and hinders the Taoist practice of Jade in Stone?
As he said, the expression on his face had become cold.
Although Jia Huan couldn't understand a large part of it, the jade in the stone and a ball of mud knew how to describe Jia Baoyu and himself.He suddenly became angry and scolded: I didn’t expect that you so-called immortals are just some common things. I don’t know where you are not as good as Jia Baoyu. Even you look down on me?
Don’t be unreasonable, you are just a ball of mud, you dare to lose your superiority in front of me. I will not take you down...
As he said that, the fairy Jinghuan turned his jade hand and a dazzling light shone out from her hand, gradually forming a ball the size of an egg, which was about to hit Jia Huan's forehead as he spoke.
Of course, Jia Huan was not a fool. Although he didn't know what this ball was, he also knew that the power of the immortal was irresistible to him, a mortal, so he hurriedly dodged to the side. Unexpectedly, his body was nailed at this moment and could not move at all. He could only watch the ball hitting his head. When he approached him, he seemed to feel his body was torn apart, his internal organs were all dislocated, his mind began to withdraw, and the three souls and seven spirits were about to leave his body in an instant.
Jing Huan stopped. At this moment, Jia Huan felt lighter and was caught by an inexplicable force and was still two feet away. He fell so hard that he was confused. He only heard a touch, and the place where he was standing was hit by the ball in the fairy's hand that was about ten feet.
Sister, why do you want to help this ball of sludge?
The fairy asked in confusion.
He is just a common thing, so why should my sister be angry with him? Besides, he is a person who is in charge of the disaster, so his name will naturally be lost at that time, it will only be a matter of time.But if you kill him at this time, it will be unbeautiful. If the jade in the stone is missing, he cannot re-enter the road, then your disaster will be a big disaster.
Why did I forget this?
After the fairy's reminder, Jing Huan also sneered at Jia Huan: Let's save you a life for the time being, but sister, he just read the list of the Twelve Beauties of Jinling and was able to predict the result. What if it arrives except for variables?
Haha, he is a ball of mud, and he doesn't look at the chaos in his heart. If this kind of dirty thing can be seen, it will probably be a fool. Besides, as long as he eliminates his memory just now, we don't have to worry.
It’s still my sister’s thoughtful thinking.
The fairy laughed into the air, let me do this to eliminate his memory.
Don’t do it too much, just let him suffer. The sound in the air didn’t know what his sister’s plan was. He advised him, and then paused and said: Now, the Jade in the Stone is about to come to the illusory realm. Make some preparations as early as possible and try to help him the greatest possible help. Maybe he will be grateful to us after he boarded the road.
I got it. The fairy insisted on walking towards Jia Huan. Although she was as beautiful as a flower at this time, she was a lively femme fatale in Jia Huan's eyes.
He strongly suppressed his inner fear and said: As long as I don’t die today, I will definitely repay it with ten times the revenge in the future.
The coldness contained in the words attacked Fairy Jinghuan in an instant. Even her golden immortal body felt cold all over, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. However, this feeling was only a moment. Looking at Jia Huan's pale face, she seemed to be looking at a pretty kitten and puppy and patted it with her hands...
Jia Huan, do you not even recognize me?
Sleeping soundly, Jia Huan suddenly became stern in his ear, as if it was Feng Jie's voice.Because he was usually afraid of Feng Jie, he woke up with excitement and hurriedly got up from the long table. After opening his eyes, he realized that he had just had a dream. Then he felt relieved. Just as he was about to walk out of the small house, he heard footsteps coming, and he immediately stopped.
It turned out to be Feng Jie's voice: What should I do when I go to the back garden, what should I do if my servants see it?
It’s really like thinking and dreaming. Jia Huan shook his head with a wry smile, ready to sit up, rub his sore thighs and go out for dinner.But I heard Sister Feng’s voice: Master, let’s go back to the room?
Jia Huan's heart trembled. It was Feng Jie's voice. He immediately felt refreshed and quietly crossed under the windowsill, looking out the window with his eyes.Because the flowers and plants in the cold room are relatively precious, they need to be blocked by the sun and the curtains are covered with bamboo mats, which makes it easier for him to see, but people outside cannot see inside.
I saw the rockery rock at the corner, and the peony was pushed and half-hearted, revealing a large piece of snow-white neck. Only half of the harsh breasts were covered with, and the wrapped soft breasts kept rising and falling, making Jia Huan's mouth dry.
What are you afraid of? Who dares to come to the back garden now...
Jia Lian was hurriedly taking off his wife Feng Jie's dress.
A pair of slender and flawless jade legs appeared and disappeared from the peonies. Against the soft afternoon sunlight, Jia Huan seemed to smell the unique orchid-like body fragrance on her body.
He was a little shocked, forgot to breathe for a moment, and stared blankly at what was happening outside the window...
Jia Lian had already been hollowed out by wine, so the beautiful spring outside ended soon, and Feng Jie obviously had a hint of resentment on her face...
It was not until everything outside was silent, the cool breeze blew the lonely peony flowers, and the lonely butterfly flapped its wings weakly that Jia Huan woke up from his dream.
When there was no one outside, he quietly walked out of the back garden alone, but that scene always appeared in his mind.
Third Young Master Just as he was about to leave the garden, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.
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