"Where did the little lady come from?

"Who knows, anyway, she is a beautiful little lady, and I heard that the day after she took the proprietress away, the stench on the proprietress was gone. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Really, it's so amazing, is there such a skilled doctor?"

The corners of Song Yanzhao's mouth hooked slightly, and he continued to eat as if nothing had happened.

The family ate and went back to the back room to rest.

In order to be safe, they chartered a courtyard in Wangchun Tower, anyway, they brought a lot of people, and they happened to live in it.

As soon as Song Yanzhao finished washing, Song Liang pushed the door and came in.

"Third master, I asked clearly, it's really Mu Niangzi!"

Unexpectedly, a smile appeared on the corner of Song Yanzhao's mouth, but he still asked Song Liang, "Tell me what's going on?"

Song Liang has been on an errand with his master for more than half a year, and he has been a lot more capable, knowing that his master will inevitably ask, so he has long inquired about the matter.

"Here's the thing........."

With Song Liang's narration, the curvature of the corners of Song Yanzhao's mouth became larger and larger, and he seemed to be able to see the calm and calm girl squatting in front of the stench woman, her apricot eyes were bright, "This is a disease, I can cure you!"

His girl always behaved in such a surprising way, one moment in hell and the next in heaven!

"What's going on with the owner of this Wangchun Tower?"

Song Liang smiled and told him what he had heard.

"It's really hateful to treat his wife so ruthlessly and unjustly!" Song Yanzhao frowned, a little ashamed of the people of the owner of Chunlou.

Well, since his girl took away the original proprietress of Wangchunlou, it is estimated that she will be taken in, so he might as well vent his anger for the proprietress again.

Thinking of being able to do something with the same meaning as Mu Jin, Song Yanzhao couldn't help but show a smile on his face.

As the night deepened, Wangchun Tower fell into darkness, except for the faint light of the lanterns under the porch, which swayed slightly in the night wind.

There was no moon tonight, the sky was a little gloomy, and the dark clouds in the sky were as thick as black ink.

A sturdy figure flashed and gently entered the backmost corner of Wangchun Tower.

It was the courtyard of Huang Qingkui, the owner of Wangchun Tower.

Huang Qingkui started from a merchant walking the streets and alleys, and now he has become the largest restaurant owner in Shouchun County, and he is very proud and proud in his heart.

Because of this pride and pride, he cares more about Wangchun Tower, so he left a small courtyard alone in Wangchun Tower, although he has purchased a house, but he still often lives in Wangchun Tower.

The lights in the small courtyard had long since been extinguished, but there was still a dim light in the bedroom, and the dark shadow approached the lighted room.

As soon as he approached the bedroom, the figure froze.

There was a clear gasp from the bedroom that made people blush and heartbeat.

Huang Qingkui hugged the charming concubine with satisfaction, rubbed his hands on her indiscriminately, and asked vaguely while gnawing her chest: "Why are you free to come over today?"

The beautiful concubine was fascinated by his rubbing, and her breath was unstable, "You don't count if you don't go home for a few days, of course people miss you." ”

Huang Qingkui's heart was coaxed by this sentence, and he gnawed harder, touched it down with one hand, and said with a he, and laughed: "Do you miss me, or do you miss my majesty?"

Tearing off the last trace of barrier, he was about to turn over and get on his horse, but the beautiful concubine stopped him at the last moment.

"What's wrong? Don't you think it's thinking too much?" The desire was not relieved, and Huang Qingkui frowned with some dissatisfaction.

The beautiful concubine drew circles on his chest with her fingers, and said coquettishly: "Master, when did you straighten people right, people have served you for so long, can't you talk without words?"

Huang Qingkui's eyes flashed, and he looked at the woman under him.

Through the faint light, the woman under him was as charming as silk, charming and sultry, and his heart was on fire.

But reason is not all gone, with his current net worth, it is more than enough to marry the daughter of a wealthy businessman in Shouchun or the lady of a small official's family, why let a small family Jasper who has already succeeded occupy the position of his main room.

Seeing that he had not spoken for a long time, the beautiful concubine panicked, and hurriedly held his key parts with her hands.

"Master, you promised me that I am the proprietress of this Shouchun Building!"

Huang Qingkui was surged by the anger she held, and touched her waist, "Didn't you say it, hurry up and give birth to a son for my lord, and I will correct you immediately!"

The woman's hand loosened, and Huang Qingkui coaxed her, "Good, take your hand away, and the master will give you the son." ”

The woman let go of her hand in a trance, and Huang Qingkui took the opportunity to crash into it.

The woman was so distracted by him that she squinted her eyes and turned her head to the right, swaying up and down with the man's movements.

Suddenly, there was a burst of thunder outside the window, and then a white light flashed, and a cloaked figure appeared on the window.

"Hell!" the beautiful concubine shuddered with fright, and pushed the man on her body suddenly, curling up inside with a pale face.

Huang Qingkui was at a critical moment, he might as well be screamed by a woman, and pushed down by a woman, he looked out the window angrily, but happened to see a dark shadow hanging in front of the window, still swaying with the wind.

Huang Qingkui was frightened and suddenly softened.

"Huang Qingkui, you are ruthless and unrighteous, you abandon your wife, and the Emperor of Heaven will punish you for having no children in this life!" After the rumbling thunder, a low but ethereal voice sounded.

"You, are you a human, are you a ghost, come out, come out!" Huang Qingkui was so frightened that his upper and lower teeth trembled, and his body trembled and rolled off the bed.

Then another lightning bolt shone the courtyard as if it were day, but after the lightning passed, the figure on the window was gone, and only the rumbling thunder came from far and near.

When the raindrops began to knock on the window, Song Liang pushed the door back.

Song Yanzhao raised his eyebrows, "Why did you go for so long to come back?"

Song Liang: "......"

Third master, if you go to listen to a live spring palace to try, he is still a young man with strong blood, okay?

He won't go next time there is such a thing to kill him, Song Liang thought in his heart.

In the second half of the night, it rained all night, but the sky was clear in the morning, and the work of Wangchun Lou was in a hurry to invite a doctor and a Taoist priest.

As soon as the good people inquired, they found out that the owner of Wangchun Tower had bumped into a ghost last night, and he was so frightened that he fainted, and when he woke up, he called out that there was a ghost.

Princess Minghui's family naturally didn't pay attention to this kind of thing, and the people packed up their cages early in the morning and prepared to leave.

Seeing Princess Minghui, dressed in men's clothes, leading a horse, and walking out heroically, Song Yuma's brows furrowed.

"Where's Hikoaki?"

Princess Minghui smiled and said, "He, he has another errand, so he will leave before dawn!"

Song Juma was suddenly stunned like a lightning strike!

After a while, he roared in a low voice, "Song Yanzhao, you unfilial son!"

Princess Minghui had already taken the lead in beating the horse and left, "I'm going to see Pearl Spring, donkey, let's see you at Bagong Mountain!"

Who wants to meet you in Bagong Mountain? Song Yuma frowned and stared at the distant figure of Princess Minghui, sighed for a while, and chased after him.