Chapter 9: Storytelling

At night, it is still the water fish on duty. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info she almost knelt down for Mama Zhao: Is it okay to change someone else to be on duty at night? Your Highness says he hates me the most!

"No! Grandpa Gao is the chief here, and this is what he arranged! ”

Where is he?

Your Highness......

Water fish dare not go......

Zun and Tianji played chess until the middle of the night, and there was a rule when playing chess with Tianji Laodao, you can't win. Because the apprentice can't win the master, that is considered to be a deception to the master and destroy the ancestor. That's easy to do, a mess of losing every set? No, that's a light teacher and a slow ancestor, and you don't show a trace of losing. Every move you make has to tell you what you think and why you play the way you do.

Alas! This sin! Gao Changshi sometimes thinks, why doesn't this old way meditate every day? That would have people throw him in the back lake to feed the crocodiles. In the end, it is a eunuch in the palace, and his thoughts are vicious.

Cao Bingkun has a different opinion, if he can get along calmly with such a difficult person, then he will be ...... one day

Will it be a big deal?

Will be a monk!

Tianji Lao Dao won his heart, and the inner supervisors waited for them to bathe and change their clothes and go to bed.

When Zun entered his dormitory, Gao Changshi didn't wait for his master's command, put down the candlestick and withdrew.

Really, it's getting more and more unruly.

"No, the old man is waiting to give the old slave acupuncture, you know that the old slave's cold leg hurts again."

Gao Changshi said this, his legs were lame, and he scolded: "Gambling money, gambling money, and acupuncture, if you give you acupuncture, then you will have to take a four-wheeled car completely for the rest of your life." ”

Forget it, after all these years, Mama Zhao's pastime is to believe in religion and chant scriptures and worry about "state affairs", and Gao Gonggong's hobby is to fight cocks, gamble on horses, and wipe dominoes.

Zun did not enter the inner sanctum, but still slept on the couch in front of him.

Suddenly thought: Will this rude little palace maid be on duty at night in the future? If Cao Jing'er marries, I will put another couch opposite her, and then, I don't have to get up when the little palace maid pulls the bell, she gets up and serves...... Will the general's daughter tear down this dormitory?

He was shocked when he thought about it, he actually had the idea of letting an unknown person sleep in it for the rest of his life.

After reading two pages of the book, I just closed my eyes and heard the bell ringing in the haze, got up, walked in, and bypassed the screen.

Lifting the low-hanging veil, the water fish lay on the bed half-asleep and half-awake, lazy and lazy: "Tortoiseshell, bring mint tea to ......" After a while, she said: "Oh, pearl, I want to shhh......h Sleep again, and tomorrow will give you to the old Huang ...... in charge."

A cup of mint tea was handed over, and she got up, took a big sip in the man's hand, and casually raised her eyes to see it, like a ghost, only to realize that this was not her boudoir. What a stupid sleep.

“…… Poof......" was sprayed like a tea rain flower, making a face, and the fragrance was wanton.

"Tell me, who the hell are you?" There was no light, he asked in the hazy light.

Oh, I'm a water fish.

Can the daughter of a poor storyteller ask three maids to serve in the middle of the night?

"Wrong, four to be exact." The water fish calmed down.

Oh? Hehehe......

Don't laugh! Since I was a child, my father told me many stories by the bedside, most of them were talented and beautiful, and everyone was beautiful, so I just retold my father's story in a dream, and I always like to fantasize about myself as a character in a book.

What is the past? He seemed to be asking her, and he was convincing himself.

Today, the old Taoist also said that the fragrance on your body is what is the fragrance of Baimao, he said that this spice is extremely valuable, washed a hundred times, menstrual months do not disperse, full of gold and cool few people use it.

His nose twitched like a dog.

"! What incense does a monk know? She yawned and said lazily.

"Yes, he said this unreliable, and I don't think he makes stinky tofu all day long, and he knows what kind of fragrance he has?"

Immediately afterwards, Zun saw this hateful guy, covered his nose and said with a disgusted face: "You are still a prince, and there is a smell of sweat practicing martial arts on your body!" Raising a disgusting big reptile, you know how much I have suffered with you! ”

This woman is really underwhelmed! Obviously I just finished taking a shower.

He said with a cold face: "Hey! You dare to talk to me like this with the daughter of a spy from an enemy country! What kind of attempt do you say you are trying to sneak into the Liangwang Mansion? ”

Attempt? The water fish is annoyed again: You hand me over to the criminal department tomorrow, let them be tortured, poured hot molten iron, sit on a tiger pedal, pierce the back of the hand with a hammer, tickle the soles of the feet, so that I can see the dead father earlier, stupid!

Speaking of sad things, she sobbed and cried, thinking: Usually the maids and grandmothers in the house quarrel with each other, they are crying, making trouble, and hanging themselves, so I will try to imitate and imitate, and you will bear with this son if you don't learn like it.

Sure enough, he mistook the mint tea on his face for her tears and grabbed her in his arms.

The boundless night surrounds the honor, and the boundless embrace surrounds the water fish.

The face of the water fish was finally wiped clean on Zun's bedclothes, but this embrace was so gentle, if she told some touching stories, as soon as he was moved, would he help himself out of this place?

That one...... This son, do you want to listen to me for free?

He was silent, he had never hugged a girl when he was so big, it was a wonderful experience.

So I'll start talking:

Do you know? My mother didn't love me at all.

This exclamation made the embrace inexplicably tighter.

My mother didn't love me because my father didn't love her in the first place, I thought so, and I felt it at a very young age.

My father rarely came home, and occasionally came back, and he did not sleep with my mother, but stayed by my side, checking my piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, singing and dancing, writing lyrics, embroidering female red, and cooking and flower arrangement. Every now and then, a bunch of my cheeky teachers were scared to death, and I pretended to be ashamed to die, so as to win sympathy, so that my father didn't kill us fools.

When my father was gone, my mother laughed at me, saying that pigs were smarter than me. Of course, this is nothing, and the teachers scolded me even harder, but the problem is that when she scolded me, she did not have the hidden love of the teachers in her eyes, but there was a real hatred.

Whenever other people's mean wives say to their faces that your daughter is not like you at all, she is completely crazy, because my father's beauty makes the gods look sideways, I am only like my father, not like the mediocre her, how can she be embarrassed. Of course, she won't beat me and scold me, because she is afraid that her father will be afraid like a little ghost who has seen Hades. She just tortured me, cutting a child's heart with an invisible knife, knife after knife, and there was no blood.

She passed a daughter who was two years older than me, held her in her hands for fear of flying, held her in her mouth for fear of melting, their mother-daughter relationship was deep, my mother told her stories in my sister's boudoir every night, sang gentle nursery rhymes to coax her to sleep, and when she fell asleep, she left a loving kiss on her forehead, my mother not only did not let my sister play with me, but also asked all the people in the house to isolate me, so that no one in my memory ever smiled at me, let alone hugged me or kissed me. I often envy the cats and dogs in the house, because they are hugged and petted......

"Okay, don't talk about it, I'll hold you, I'll spoil you......" Zun buried his face in the head of the crying girl, he lived so big, he had never said such a sensual thing, he was really defeated by himself tonight.

He hurriedly added: Don't get me wrong, it's like hugging to win.

The girl's long hair has a hundred scents and the kind of girlish body fragrance that belongs only to her. He didn't know what's going on, the fragrance on Cao Jing'er's body was a hundred times stronger than this, but he always felt that it was too much, and the excessive fragrance was the same as the stinky tofu of the heavenly machine.

Perhaps the reason why this girl's fragrance attracted him was because it was a lonely fragrance, and when he saw her for the first time, he felt that the sadness in his eyes was the same as in his heart......