The villain's large rollover scene in Quick Travel Guide

Although the Chinese New Year is approaching, there are not many people on the streets. Instead, families come out to buy new year goods.

Meng Rongzhen and Prince Mo Beihua were sitting in a box on the third floor of a restaurant on the street, drinking and chatting with the envoys from the Muxiang Kingdom from afar.

"Your country is really a beautiful place in the south of the Yangtze River." The envoy from Muxiang Kingdom lingered on the slender waist of the dancer in the room while drinking.

"That's natural." The prince smiled, his tone full of pride. This was a girl borrowed from the best art studio in Kyoto.

In fact, she is a girl, but she is not just a girl.

While drinking, the prince's eyes moved over the envoy sitting in front of him with a somewhat critical look.

The four countries occupy four directions. Affected by factors such as geographical location, climate and weather, the lifestyles they rely on for survival and the cultures they develop in the process are all very different.

Geographically, with rivers as boundaries, Muxiang lives in the north, Jinling lives in the south, Ziyan lives in the east, and Persia lives in the west.

As far as Jinling and Muxiang are concerned, Jinling has rain all year round. On this basis, it develops aquaculture. It is a land of plenty among the four countries. The water and soil support each person. Under such conditions, the people of Jinling see They both look petite when they look up, and when they speak, Wu Nong speaks softly.

Muxiang has four distinct seasons throughout the year, and is characterized by grassland landforms. It mainly develops animal husbandry. Most of the children who grew up on the grassland are enthusiastic and generous, informal, and good at riding and shooting.

To put it bluntly, the prince actually looked down on the Muxiang messengers, whether it was their tall and burly figures or the simple workmanship and lack of aesthetic design of the coats.

The messenger of Muxiang was addicted to admiring the beauty, so he could not find the prince's emotional changes.

Meng Rongzhen is not good at such occasions.

Even at that day's banquet, the emperor specially asked him to accompany the prince.

Making an excuse, Meng Rongzhen escaped from the room.

Just as he was about to go out, Meng Rongzhen saw a person turning from the front corridor. Judging from his appearance, he looked a bit like a Ziyan national who entered Beijing today.

Today, when the envoys from the Purple Smoke Kingdom came to Beijing, special people came to greet them. Logically speaking, no one should come here.

Meng Rongzhen glanced around and saw no one else, so he quietly followed him with his feet up.

In order to prevent being discovered by the other party or causing any misunderstandings that should not be caused, Meng Rongzhen walked not too fast.

Just when he turned the corner like the other party and looked at the long corridor again, Meng Rongzhen was speechless.

There are staggered guest rooms or private rooms on both sides of the corridor, and the doors of most rooms are closed from the inside.

The voices were mixed, and Meng Rongzhen couldn't discern any useful information.

While he was hesitating, he heard a creak and a door opened from inside.

A man wearing waiter's clothes came out of the house carrying a dinner plate and a white towel on his shoulders.

Meng Rongzhen called the waiter and asked him if he had seen anyone suspicious.

The waiter smiled so brightly that he showed his big white teeth and shook his head, "I didn't see it. I was just setting food for the grandma in the house."

Seemingly seeing that Meng Rongzhen was easy to talk to, the waiter couldn't help but complain to Meng Rongzhen: "This position is not good and it doesn't look good. The table is still dirty after being wiped every day. I have to wipe it again."

With that said, the waiter sighed helplessly, walked around Meng Rongzhen and walked away.

Meng Rongzhen tilted his head and gently poked a small hole in the paper on the door leaf.

Meng Rongzhen quietly glanced inside the big hole.

I saw that the girl the waiter mentioned was indeed sitting at the table eating, but when Meng Rongzhen went to look, the girl happened to stand up, as if she felt hot, and suddenly began to undress. In an instant, Meng Rongzhen caught a glimpse of the beautiful woman. Exposed shoulders.

Meng Rongzhen was stunned for two seconds, and then he took two steps back with his face flushed. The corridor was not very wide. As soon as he stepped back, Meng Rongzhen hit the wall behind him, and even the things standing by the wall were hit by him. fall.

This series of movements is not small.

"Who is it?" A slightly hoarse female voice came from inside the house, followed immediately by the sound of rapid footsteps.

The girl was running towards the door.

Meng Rongzhen ran away quickly, but within two or three seconds, he returned to the original corridor.

Hearing the footsteps, the prince opened the door curiously and walked out.

Looking at Meng Rongzhen's sweaty appearance, the prince was a little curious, "Didn't the general go to urge the vegetables? Why do you look so anxious?"

Meng Rongzhen shook his head, "Nothing."

The prince sneered in his heart, scorning Meng Rongzhen's behavior of telling lies with his eyes open.

So no matter how you look at it, everything about Meng Rongzhen makes him unhappy.

The prince snorted coldly, and didn't bother to give Meng Rongzhen a good look, so he went directly to the room.

Meng Rongzhen stood in the corridor and blew in the wind to calm the weirdness in his mind.

There was another creaking sound, and the door of the room next to Meng Rongzhen opened.

The waiter carrying the leftovers held the plate with one hand and carefully closed the door with the other.

The waiter recognized Meng Rongzhen and greeted him cheerfully.

Meng Rongzhen nodded in return.

The waiter passed by Meng Rongzhen, and Meng Rongzhen caught a glimpse of the oily and yellowed towel on the waiter's shoulder.

Meng Rongzhen: "..."

With a gust of wind, Meng Rongzhen pushed open the door just now.

The food in the house was not touched at all, the windows were open, and there was no one around.

Meng Rongzhen stood in front of the window, looking at the busy streets below, and couldn't help but curse inwardly.

In the end, people ran away...

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