Chapter 29

Gray hair and wrinkled lines cannot hide the aggressive domineering of luxurious women. King Ping an frowned, coldly sending out his momentum, fully showing his unhappy mood. Anping Yanxuan still sat firmly on the dragon chair and looked at her without flinching. For a long time, King Ping an opened his mouth: "Your Majesty, besides that condition, you have to promise me three things. First, I have to see her first." Anping Yanxuan nodded. "Second, she can't use my name to mess around outside." "No, you can rest assured. I asked Mr. An to teach her. Besides, I will not let her go." "Well, this third, everything in the Iraqi family is still to be left to Qing Er, you promise..." "I promise." Anping Yanxuan smiled and answered affirmatively. ---------------------------------------------- Bai Mei swallowed the last mouthful of tea in the cup, looked at the thick books on the case with some boredom, pulled out one book casually, wanted to think, opened it carefully and read it line by line. Reading and reading, Bai Mei couldn't help raising his eyebrows... How do you say, the content of this book is indescribably like the "Three Character Sutra" I read when I was a child, but what makes people black-lined is that every sentence is five words... People are good at the beginning, and they are far away from each other. If you don't teach, you will move, and if you teach, you will be specialized... The name of the book turned out to be … "Five-character Sutra"? God! Which great god's spoof is this? Bai Mei was helpless. He leaned over and took another copy of "Thousands of Family Names". The same is true when he opened it. He did not give up and drew another copy. He impressively wrote the word "Ten Thousand Characters". He drew again. Bai Mei Zheng wait for a while looked at the topic, looked at the content, looked at the topic, and finally determined that it was a "university" called "middle school"... Bai Mei felt hit hard at the moment. He leapt on the table and turned over all the books. He barely found a book called "Records of the Five Kingdoms". I don't know which dynasty it recorded. He looked through it slowly with bitter eyebrows. ---------------------------------------------- It's still snowing. Whiteness covers all the streets and lanes. A short man, who was overdressed and overstaffed, walked with difficulty in the snow. An umbrella suddenly covered the falling snow. The short man stopped and looked up, but Ningde stood still behind her, looking down at her with an umbrella. "Mr. Ann." Ningde frowned slightly. "Do you have to walk back on such a cold day?" "Lord Ning, I have been taught next time, and naturally I have to go back." Ningde frowned and was not very relieved. He took off his thick cloak and wrapped it around her. Then he handed the umbrella to the attendants behind him. "You must serve Mr. An with all your heart when you send him back." The short man was not very appreciative. He stretched out his hand and wanted to take off his cloak, but Ningde caught his hand. Ningde's eyebrows frowned more tightly: "Why are your hands so cold? The snow is so big, don't be polite to me any more, hurry back." It was really cold, so she didn't refuse any more, thanked her, and walked away with people, and her figure gradually became hazy in the swirling snow. Ningde still stood there and did not leave. At first, I looked at her far back, but then I looked up at the boundless sky and the falling snow and sighed. ---------------------------------------------- Snowy night. Bai Mei, with black hair scattered, stood by the window, looking at the snow outside and sighing in his heart. Even after watching it for several years, she will still be shocked by such beauty. That was not seen in the previous world. Bright moon and stars will give off soft light on such a night. White snow and ice will reflect moonlight and starlight to every corner. The quiet night is gorgeous under the reflection of the ice and snow. The silence was suddenly shattered by flashing flames and faint voices. Bai Mei narrowed her eyes, yawned and closed the window. She doesn't want to get involved in right and wrong. But obviously, right and wrong seem to like to find her very much. Unexpectedly that all the way was led to her yard. In the middle of the night, there is no guilt and no reason to make a noise. "White girl, please welcome the King of Peace." Hateful. But there is nothing I can do. Even too late to change clothes and comb his hair, Bai Mei was crowded out of the gate and got into the carriage. The somebody else is the king of peace, and said it was with your majesty's permission, who dares to say no? Bad life, how long has it been at leisure, and will it be pushed to the forefront again? Bai Mei is somewhat depressed. Ping an Wangfu welcomed a very special person tonight. For this man, Ping an Wang emptied all the servants near the study. "I see her alone and no one is allowed to disturb her." The woman who fought for half her life gritted her teeth and said every word. Bai Mei is now kneeling in the study illuminated as bright as day by candlelight, looking calm. The king of peace, who was also calm, looked at the woman in front of him with burning eyes. It took a long time to speak: "It is still small and delicate, but there is nothing special about it." Under the cover of loose and messy black hair, this slightly immature face really shows nothing that can fascinate people.