Yao Jinmo squinted his eyes and looked at the young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion who didn't have any ladies in front of him: "Not familiar?" Don't just touch this prince and want to repay the debt. ”

The more he didn't let him mention anything, Luzhu gritted his teeth, and he couldn't get rid of this plague god who was at home and couldn't get rid of it, so he had to beg for mercy: "Ahem, first of all, the **** fell from the waterfall, and was swept up by the torrent for a long time before stopping, and my brain was not very clear at that time, and I can't remember what cats and dogs I touched." Secondly, my surname is Liang, my name is Luzhu, and I am still used to people I don't know very well. Then, put on clothes for this girl, don't **** and set up an archway. ”

Yao Jinmo held her forehead and spoke ventriloquistically, this girl has the ability to scold.

Yao Jinmo simply lay at the head of the bed, and his hands were casually opened: "I was going to rest in wide clothes, but you broke in, I am so tired and tight now, and my clothes are in the closet at that end." ”

This scoundrel, don't you know what to tell her to get it? Thinking that the matter of the lady had not been asked clearly, it was really inappropriate for a lonely man and a widow to be in such a situation, Lu Zhu reluctantly opened the wardrobe, pulled out the clothes, and fell Yao Jinmo.

Seeing that the fire was almost over, and the fish in the pond were burning again, Yao Jinmo hooked the corners of his mouth and put his clothes on his body casually, and walked towards the outer room.

The green beads are almost burning the eyebrows, what is the difference between wearing this and not wearing it? The chest is full of spring, looming under the blowing of the sleeves, what a sullen man!

Sitting at the table, Yao Jinmo poured a cup of tea for himself, slowly shook the tea in the cup, and saw that the person opposite had a bad face, so he drank it all with a smile.

"What's wrong with Madame?" The green beads are straight to the point.

"This is in the Prime Minister's Mansion, what can I do to the Prime Minister's wife?" Although he knew the purpose of her coming, when he heard the words "Mrs. Prime Minister", his brows still furrowed inadvertently.

Lu Zhu took in his expression, knowing that he didn't want to mention it, this was probably a grudge between Mrs. and him, and he was incompetent and couldn't: "Madam is very good to me, no matter what you do to her this time, if there is a next time, I will not spare you!" ”

Yao Jinmo finally put away his appearance, put on his clothes, and swallowed the tea in one gulp: "You don't know her." His voice was low as a whisper.

At this time, Lu Zhu confirmed that Mrs. and him must have a different relationship, and Lu Zhu did not continue to ask, and the words suddenly changed: "Yao Jinmo, why do you live in the Prime Minister's Mansion?" ”

Yao Jinmo cleaned up the mixed tastes on his face and stared at her without saying a word.

"Your name is Yao Jinmo, right?" It should be remembered that Lu Zhu was a little stunned, after all, it was still rude to call someone else's name wrong.

Yao Jinmo tugged at the corners of his mouth: "I still prefer you to call me Ah Jin or Ah Mo." ”

Green beads support the forehead, that's right.

Lu Zhu leaned his hand on the table and leaned his head, and asked weakly, "You are following me?" ”

"Just you?" It's true that I'm following you, but it's not me, Yao Jinmo whispered, looking at Lu Zhu with a half-believing look funny.

"The moonlight is just right, why don't the young lady and Prince Yao move to the outer courtyard to talk and laugh, wouldn't it be a pity to have such a beautiful scenery?" Lu Zhu was about to speak, but saw Ji Fuxi, who was dressed in a white robe, pacing over.

"I ......" Lu Zhu was about to explain, but found that he couldn't interject.

"It's such a good day, this prince won't bother the two." Looking at each other, his expression was cold, Yao Jinmo smiled and brushed his sleeves away, but the smile seemed to be about to overshoot people, different from the hatred for his wife, the hatred was purer and more penetrating.

"Then take your leave." Lu Zhu was wondering if the two of them also knew each other, and his body was picked up by the waist as soon as he was light, and the surrounding scene quickly regressed, Lu Zhu subconsciously hugged Ji Fuxi's neck, he, as if he was angry?

"It hurts—" Green Bead was thrown the bed, and the sound of bones hitting the bed board was clearly audible, and Green Bead cried out in pain.

"Do you remember what I said?" The cold tone made Green Bead lean back.

"No, it's just that Madame......" Lu Zhu wanted to explain, but was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

Ji Fuxi pinched Luzhu's jaw and forced her to raise her eyes to look at herself: "What did you do in the mountains that day?" Ragged, fine, you don't take my word for it. ”

Luzhu was in pain, and wanted to tear off the hand that was pinching his jaw, but it was only in vain. Green beads were misty in his eyes, and the mist swirled in his eyes: "Don't you ask me how I was swept into that river that day?" ”

A trace of guilt flashed in Ji Fuxi's eyes, and he hurriedly shook off his hand, and the green bead was pushed to the head of the bed by this force, and the back of his head was hit hard.

There was a muffled sound, like a stone falling on cotton, the pain but could not fight back, Ji Fuxi felt that the softness in the deepest part of his heart seemed to be touched, and there was a stuffy breath in his chest, making him almost out of breath.

Ji Fuxi stretched out his hand to check if she was injured, but saw her curled up in the corner of the bed, her lips purple, and she was trembling.

Ji Fuxi frowned, and stepped forward to support her: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Cold—" Midori muttered in pain.

Ji Fuxi tried her forehead, but it was extremely cold, not at all the body temperature that a normal person should have, and his brows furrowed even deeper: "Mowu, go and invite Li Daoquan." ”

"Yes!"

"Bring Madame's personal maid." Ji Fuxi ordered the attendants around him again.

The green beads on the bed were almost unconscious, and Ji Fuxi laid her flat and covered her with a quilt.

Staring at the green beads that were so cold that his cheeks were flushed and his lips were purple, Ji Fuxi fell into deep thought.

Doctor Li lived in seclusion in the suburbs, and it took a while, and after a while, the maid Qiuyue arrived, panting urgently, and the sweat on her forehead slid down: "Young master." ”

"Did the young lady do this before?" Ji Fuxi motioned for her to look at the shivering green beads on the bed.

Qiu Yue hurriedly knelt down in fear: "There was once, but the young lady didn't let me sue you, saying that it was good to sleep, and the young lady was no different on the second day, so the slave didn't dare to talk more." ”

"Got it, stand down." Ji Fuxi sat at the head of the bed and tucked the corners.

"What's the matter?"

The man was reclining at the door, wearing a dark robe, the pitch-black robe was casually draped over his shoulders, and a few strands of fine bangs fell in front of him, revealing a bit of decadent beauty.

Ji Fuxi turned his head and signaled, and his cold tone was no different from usual: "Look at her." ”

Li Daoquan squinted at the woman on the bed: "You went to great lengths to invite me here for this woman?" He almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood, thinking that he was playing a hot game with the old monk, this guy would have to come over with a word, if it was a big deal, forget it, what is it to ask yourself to heal a woman! I want to avoid him on purpose, or I will be angry when I am caught!

Ji Fuxi didn't speak, but his cold eyes represented a qiē.

Although he despised the man in front of him fiercely in his heart, Li Daoquan still paced to the bed. Looking at the abnormal face of the woman on the bed, Li Daoquan frowned, he reached out to check the pulse of the green bead, probed his forehead again, looked at Ji Fuxi who was standing aside, and said suspiciously: "Pure Yin girl? Who is this woman? ”

"Pure Yin Girl?" Ji Fuxi's face was puzzled, and he didn't answer the rhetorical question.