On this day, Luo Jingyu felt very strange, he and his friends were about to go to a thatched house after eating, but they were suddenly stopped by a person.

Luo Jingyu looked with drunken and misty eyes, but he couldn't see the person who was deliberately hiding in the shadow of the sun.

The man beckoned to Luo Jingyu.

Luo Jingyu thought to himself, your uncle! I'm a dignified little admiral, and others have always come to worship me, and no one has dared to hook my hand and let me pass!

At that moment, Luo Jingyu didn't bother for a moment, turned around and left.

Bai Haoran was speechless, he wanted to hide his whereabouts, but he didn't want Luo Jingyu to be so uncooperative, so he had to hurriedly walk out of the shadows, grabbed Luo Jingyu's hand, stuffed the letterhead into Luo Jingyu's hand, and ran away.

Luo Jingyu was taken aback, looked at the back of a man in white in a hurry in surprise, looked down at the letterhead in his hand, and scolded with a very bad face, "Neurotic", immediately lost the letterhead, and slapped his palms in disgust, as if it was dirtier than a thatched house.

Bai Haoran, who turned into a dark place and watched secretly, beat his chest angrily, why is this Luo Jingyu so difficult to handle?! Open it and look at the letterhead, you'll die!

There was no way, Bai Haoran had no choice but to come out again, and at this time Luo Jingyu had already run into the thatched house.

Bai Haoran picked up the letterhead on the ground, thought about it, and had to stand honestly outside the thatched house and wait for Luo Jingyu to come out, intending to use his three-inch tongue to persuade Luo Jingyu and make him believe that Yang Zixin's appointment with him was true.

So, after Luo Jingyu comfortably solved the urgency of life, he came out of the thatched house, and almost hit Bai Haoran who was probing his brain outside!

"Phew! You pervert! Actually peeping into the men's thatched house! ”

Luo Jingyu didn't say a word, he went up and gave Bai Haoran a punch, hitting Bai Haoran hard in the left eye. Bai Haoran only felt that as soon as it was dark in front of him, he sat on the ground with his teeth bared, and seeing that Luo Jingyu's big soles were about to step on it again, Bai Haoran hurriedly shouted: "Leave people at the feet of the little admiral!" I'm here to deliver a message to you! ”

Luo Jingyu stopped his feet and looked Bai Haoran, who was sitting on the ground in embarrassment, up and down: "Oh, you are the neurotic who stuffed something into my palm just now!" ”

From pervert to neurosis, Bai Haoran wanted to cry without tears.

"Little Admiral, I'm not here to spy on you, and I'm not insane." Bai Haoran hurriedly got up from the ground and respectfully handed over the letterhead to Luo Jingyu, "I was entrusted by a young lady of the Yang family to send you a message. ”

"The Yang family? Which Yang family? Luo Jingyu prides himself on being romantic, although he has read countless women, but it is the first time he has encountered a letter from a young lady to him, and he immediately became interested.

"The eldest lady of Prime Minister Yang's mansion, Yang Zixin!" Bai Haoran smiled and handed the letterhead forward, his eyes unconsciously revealing a sense of obscenity, "I was walking outside the Jinsheng Temple this morning, and I happened to hear someone calling me, crying and crying and asking me to help transfer this letterhead to my sweetheart, saying that it was unforgettable when I saw it yesterday, and I must make an appointment to meet this sweetheart today to relieve my lovesickness." I was infatuated with it, so I answered, and then I knew that she was the daughter of Prime Minister Yang's mansion, and her favorite person was you, the little admiral! ”

Originally, Luo Jingyu was very surprised when he heard Yang Zixin's name, yesterday he fought with Yang Zixin twice, that girl was ruthless at all, how could she hand herself a letter in a blink of an eye? No way!

However, Bai Haoran spoke eloquently, and he spoke eloquently, which was already very touching for a while. When Luo Jingyu heard this, his dirty mind also raised his head, thinking that there are always one or two women with special habits in this world, and the more she is abused, the happier she is, maybe this Yang Zixin is like this!

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, Luo Jingyu snatched the letterhead away, quickly opened it and glanced at it: "This Yang Zixin actually asked me to go to the side hall of the Red Lady Temple so late?" That one is an extremely remote place in the Golden Temple, hehe! ”

Luo Jingyu laughed, and a pair of thieves showed an obscene light in their eyes.

Bai Haoran knew that Luo Jingyu had already understood the deep meaning, so he arched his hand and smiled: "The little admiral is really dashing, and he actually let the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion care about you so much, it's really envious!" ”

Luo Jingyu was praised by Bai Haoran so comforted, he raised his hand and took out the broken silver from his sleeve and threw it to Bai Haoran, and said with a smug smile: "You did a good job in this matter!" It's a reward for you! ”

Bai Haoran took the silver and smiled brighter and brighter, and the noble spirit that he had pretended to be all day long was gone: "Thank you little admiral, the villain will retire." ”

Luo Jingyu waved his hand absently, and left with the letterhead.

However, the strange thing is not only this, when Luo Jingyu returned to the private room to say goodbye to his friends and walked out of the door of the restaurant, he was stopped by someone again.

The man was of medium stature, ordinary in appearance, dressed in a short suit of coarse cloth, and at first glance he looked like an honest peasant.

"Little Admiral, the villain has a letterhead to give you." The man's voice was old for his age.

Luo Jingyu was a little impatient to talk to this kind of civilian, and he was already extra kind of if he didn't beat him, so he immediately raised his feet and was about to leave.

The peasant immediately stopped in front of Luo Jingyu and handed over a letterhead: "Little Admiral, this is a letter from Miss Yang Mansion, the villain sees that she is sincere to the little Admiral, and promises to hand over this letterhead to you!" ”

Luo Jingyu was stunned, this is strange, I just received a letterhead from Miss Yangfu, and another one?

When the farmer saw Luo Jingyu stop, he immediately said, "I picked up some wild mushrooms outside the Jinsheng Temple today, but unexpectedly, I ......."

"You also met a girl crying and thinking about the person you like, and asked you to pass on the message, right?" Luo Jingyu finished his words for him speechlessly.

The peasant's face was immediately surprised, and he said, "How does the little admiral know?" ”

Luo Jingyu immediately felt that he had been tricked, took out the letterhead in his arms and threw it away, and said, "Just now, a perverted neuropathy in white clothes sent me the letterhead of Miss Yang Mansion!" ”

Hurriedly picked up the letterhead, but the peasant didn't look at it, and said anxiously: "Little Admiral, I know, it must be that scholar, right?" When I was talking to the third lady, a scholar happened to pass by, and he must have heard the third lady say to me that if I delivered the letter, you would give me money. He must have heard this, so he pretended to be me to cheat you out of your bounty! ”

Luo Jingyu frowned, and it seemed to make some sense when he heard it.

"It's just that the scholar must not have listened to it all, so he mistakenly heard the third lady as the eldest lady." The peasant handed over the two pieces of letterhead in his hand, "The villain is illiterate, I don't know what is written on it, the villain is just pity that the girl is sincere, if the little admiral does not believe it, the villain can be regarded as doing his best." After speaking, he sighed and was about to leave.

Luo Jingyu looked at it, isn't this obvious, a sneaky pervert who peeps at the man's thatched house, and an honest and sympathetic farmer, no matter what, he will choose to believe the latter!

Although Yang Ziying and Luo Jingyu were not impressed, they also knew that the daughters in Prime Minister Yang Cheng's mansion were all as beautiful as flowers, and no matter which one of them gave the letterhead, she would not be the one who suffered.

At that moment, Luo Jingyu opened the letterhead and glanced at it, stopped the old farmer, and said: "Okay, this son will believe you once, if this son doesn't see the third miss of Yang Mansion you said tonight, you will wait for me to dig you out and whip your corpse!" ”

The old farmer immediately whispered that he would never dare.

Only then did Luo Jingyu pick up the letterhead again, threw the old farmer a piece of broken silver, and swaggered away.

The old farmer who stayed in place slowly raised his head, and there were a pair of bright eyes on his old face that did not match his age, and at this time, his eyes flashed with pride, looking at Luo Jingyu and slanting with a smile.

The old peasant turned around and threw the broken silver far into the beggar's bowl in the corner, and the broken silver circled around the bowl with a "ding" sound before landing firmly in the broken bowl. When someone next to him saw it, he immediately applauded and shouted: "Good kung fu!" I turned around to see the old farmer again, but the old farmer who was still there just now was no trace at this time......

And in the Jinsheng Temple, the person who received the letterhead was Yang Ziying, the third lady of Prime Minister Yang Cheng's mansion.

After Bai Haoran handed the letterhead to Luo Jingyu, he sent the letter to Yang Ziying. Yang Ziying ran to Liao's room as soon as possible and told Liao's and Yang Ziyue about the situation, and the two were very happy when they heard that Bai Haoran had responded to this, and Liao's immediately ordered the most clever Ruyi in this room to go back to the house and fetch something for himself.

After Ruyi was ordered to leave, Yang Ziyue and Yang Ziying smiled at each other, knowing that what Liao asked Ruyi to take was the special aphrodisiac of "drunk agarwood", which was colorless and tasteless, and had a strong effect, and would not let the parties notice it afterwards.

Every time Yang Dehai became unfamiliar with Liao, Liao relied on this secret medicine to keep Yang Dehai in his room, so that Yang Dehai had a spring supper with her for some reason, and he couldn't get angry after waking up.

"Yang Zixin, an untrained woman, as long as I put a star and a half in the teacup, I am sure that she will pounce on it even if she is holding a piece of wood." Liao did not shy away from his two daughters at all, and imagined Yang Zixin's tragic situation, so he ate and laughed vigorously.

Yang Ziying couldn't help but laugh happily with Liao.

And Yang Ziyue sat on the side, with a vague smile on the corner of her mouth, but her eyes were full of sarcasm and disdain.

Yang Ziyue knew that she couldn't do without these filthy people and methods, so as to seek the scenery she wanted, but she looked down on her blood relatives very much, thinking that they had lowered her grade. I want to set up an archway, and I want to be a and a son, I am talking about people like Yang Ziyue.

The three of them discussed for a while, and after Liao instructed Yang Ziying to go with him to catch the traitor at night, he let her leave first, preparing to carefully plan with Yang Ziyue again. lest Yang Ziying know too much, in case her less heedless brain is not bright, it will be bad if she says something.

Yang Ziying knew that the Liao family had always been close to Yang Ziyue, and although she was dissatisfied, she could only go out angrily. She hadn't gone far when she heard someone calling her, and when she turned her head, she saw that it was a little novice.

"Little monk, what are you telling me to do?" Yang Ziying stood far away and asked him with the arrogance of a young lady.

"Female donor, are you the third lady of Prime Minister Yang's mansion?" The little novice had to come over on his own.

Yang Ziying glanced at Xiao Shami up and down: "I am." ”

"That's good, a man in white asked me to hand over this letter to you just now." At this time, Xiao Shami had already walked up to Yang Ziying and handed over a piece of letterhead in his hand.

Yang Ziying frowned and asked while taking the letterhead, "The boy in white?" In his mind, Bai Haoran's white clothes fluttered and handsome.

"Yes, a tall man in white." Xiao Shami had already brought the things, and after replying to Yang Ziying's words, he gave a salute and left.

Yang Ziying opened the note and saw that it was indeed a note handed over by Bai Haoran, which stated that she was asked to meet in the side hall of the Yuelao Temple at two o'clock today, and said that there was something important to discuss with her, so that she would not miss the appointment.

When the lover came, Yang Ziying's depressed mood just now instantly improved, and after folding the letterhead, she clinged it tightly to her arms, happily waiting for the appointed time to come.

But she didn't know that behind her departure, Chu Shen, who was dressed in white, stepped out of the shadows, looking at Yang Ziying's back and revealing a meaningful smile.

This book was first published in Book King