The next day, Yi Shuiyao got up early to wash up, and after finishing the abdominal draft, he blocked the door of Duan's master's room. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

That diligent and eager look made Murong Chonghao's brows twitch for a while, and he resisted the urge to pull people back to teach him a lesson, he took a deep breath, and always felt that he had reacted strangely recently, isn't he sick?

Master Duan has the habit of getting up early, taking advantage of the fact that the dew is not dry, to pick off the delicate flowers and bones in the yard, but he is destined to be delayed today. Seeing the young lady who was staying overnight, I remembered the conversation last night, and immediately understood her intention.

"If Madame is for rouge, don't mention it."

Yi Shui shook his head with a smile: "Uncle Master, what I want to know is why you are hiding in the small mountain village and not going out?" "She didn't dare to pry people until she figured out the reason!

Master Duan was stunned for a moment, the first time he encountered someone who was so straightforward to listen to other people's private affairs, he still asked questions at himself, without a little bit of nonsense. "There's no reason, it's just that I don't want to go out."

"There must be a reason for everything, and maybe I can help you if you say it." Yi Shui relied on himself as a 'status' person, and instigated.

Master Duan didn't know where they came from, so he only said with a wooden face: "I'm tired of everything in the outside world, why should Madam ask more." ”

This breath...... Why do you look so much like a monk in your seventies and eighties...... Yi Shuiyao rolled his eyes: "Where is the uncle's ancestral hometown?" Where has the family gone? Making rouge is an ancestral craft, are they all merchants? ”

Murong Chonghao, who was not far away, really couldn't bear it, this woman asked a man questions, did she know etiquette, righteousness and shame! Pulling Bai Xi's wrist, he made up his mind to cheer up his husband. By the way, he gave Cheng Yan a look and motioned for him to get rid of this Laoshzi master.

"Hey, hey, why are you walking so fast, dead stallion!" I don't know if my legs are long and my steps are big, and I still pull her hard!

Murong Chonghao suddenly stopped and turned around, and very naturally stretched out his hand to hug Yi Shuiyao's body because the inertia brake was too late to pounce, and he was soft and full of arms.

"Whew......" Yi Shuiyao's nose was accidentally shot, and he hit the hard chest, a burst of soreness, and physiological tears welled up in his eyes. ! Dead stallion, you did it on purpose! ”

Before he finished complaining, his poor chin fell into the clutches again, and was held up by Murong Chonghao's big hand, and his voice was slightly low: "Yi Shuiyao." ”

Some kind of animal-like intuition made Yi Shuiyao suddenly quiet down, and Murong Chonghao rarely called her full name, only when he was very angry. Sneaking a glance at the calm look, it didn't seem to be lifeless......

Murong Chonghao just looked at her quietly, squinting lightly as if thinking about something.

Yi Shuiyao was a little uncomfortable, and he didn't understand where this master was pumping. "If you say anything, don't keep staring at me, okay?"

Murong Chonghao didn't answer, pinched the thumb of his white chin and stroked it up, and the two red cherry lips were soft and seemed to exude fragrance.

"What are you doing...... Yi Shuiyao was inexplicably a little panicked, he wanted to break free but couldn't break free, the dead stallion had a lot of brute strength.

"Yi Shuiyao," Murong Chonghao leaned closer to her and said, "Have you ever faced up to your identity?" ”

What? Face up to who you are? What does that mean? Yi Shui blinked his eyes, looking confused.

"You are the princess of this king, you don't have any rules on weekdays, just avoid this one, how did you do it?" Murong Chonghao suddenly let go of the shackles on her, and his expression was definitely not pleasant: "Second Emperor Brother, Gu Ning, who else is there besides them?" ”

Why did you suddenly put on a look of settling accounts after the autumn...... Avoid arousing suspicion?

"That white-faced monk in Qinghuo Temple, and Master Duan in front of you?" In the end, Murong Chonghao was already grinding his teeth.

"No, no, we don't know each other." This is also too harsh, can't say two sentences? You won't be charged with soaking in a pig cage, will you?

There is no need to think about it carefully, Yi Shuiyao is a little weak-hearted, she has never thought about it at all, and she has no consciousness of being a princess. There is a way that she doesn't look like a prince when she wears a dragon robe, she is the soul of a modern person, and she just wants to say: The concubine can't do it!

"This king will have a way of keeping you in mind." Murong Chonghao suddenly smiled, and the red apricot came out of the wall? Whether it's possible or not, it's going to be impossible!

Yi Shuimiao's heart is a little hairy, although she often quarrels with dead stallions, but she has always known that this Wei Wang is not a vegetarian, and she will not come up with any punishment, right?

Unexpectedly, Murong Chonghao said these words with a warning, but he didn't do anything. When it was time to set off, Master Duan had already packed his things and walked with them.

It is worthy of Cheng Yan! Efficiency is high! Yi Shuiyao secretly gave a thumbs up in his heart, and then became curious, since he brought Master Duan to explain that this person was not a Jiangyang thief, why did he refuse to go out of the mountain before?

deliberately invited Cheng Yan to ask, but Murong Chonghao was watching coldly from the side. In order to avoid any of his actions from irritating this uncertain man, Yi Shuiyao coughed lightly and asked nearby, "Do you know what happened to Master Duan?" ”

"Why, so interested in him?"

This tone is like a sour and jealous little lady! Yi Shuiyao was thundered by his own thoughts, shook his head and said, "Do you want to misinterpret other people's meanings like this?" ”

Murong Chonghao snorted coldly, and still kindly told her the ins and outs of Master Duan.

Duan's real name is Duan Hong, the Duan family has made rouge for a living for generations, and the incense pavilions they opened are all over many towns, although they cannot be said to be the industry leader in Shangyangjing, but they are also among the best.

Duan Hong grew up as a young master all the way, and it was smooth sailing. It wasn't until he was twenty years old that his father, who was the head of the family, died of a sudden illness, and the Duan family lost its backbone, and the first big and small things in the family suddenly had no one to take over.

At this time, Duan Hong's second uncle resolutely picked up the girders, and the shops gradually returned to their original order. The Duan family's Ning Xiang Pavilion was able to occupy a place in the huge Shangyang Jing, not only by virtue of financial resources and skills, but also because they had an ancient recipe for making rouge in their hands.

Duan Hong was sad in his heart, but his father had passed away, and he had to take over the production of this rouge that supported the entire Duan family. Fortunately, Duan Hong's father took precautions and taught the ancient recipe to Duan Hong as early as possible, so that there would not be no successor to Ning Xiang Pavilion.

When Duan Hong wanted to gradually take over the management of the shop after coming out of his grief, he was rejected by his second uncle, not only that, but the second uncle also sent someone to steal the ancient recipe in his hand!

This change caught Duan Hong off guard, seeing that he couldn't take back the shop alone, and was about to go to the yamen to tear his face, his mother came to the door and knelt down to beg him. Duan Hong was stunned for a moment, his mother interceded for the second uncle, and not only that, but also said that they wanted to be together?

How can it! How can they!

Duan Hong was furious and couldn't afford to be sick, and after he sobered up a little, the second uncle came over and told him that the ancient recipe was originally snatched by his father from others, and the means were not glorious. If Duan Hong insists on making trouble to everyone, he is not afraid. It's just that Duan Hong's father's reputation that has been saved over the years is afraid to be in vain.

Not to mention the ancient recipe, as far as the unethical relationship between the mother and the second uncle is concerned, how many insults and shame will be caused by saying it, this is to be poked in the back! My father has been in business all his life, and after he dies, will he still suffer from fingering and not resting?

Duan Hongdang had to be filial to his son, and his mother's betrayal of his father made him feel like ashes, and he unconsciously came to the mountains after running around, he continued to walk and walked, and suddenly saw this small village. As soon as his mood changed, he changed his name to Duan Jiangniao and settled here, forgetting all kinds of things outside.

That's 10 years.

"This second uncle is too inhuman!" Yi Shuimiao was crazy after hearing this, snatching people's property and wife, this hatred is not shared, and Master Duan actually didn't expose it? What kind of filial son is this! Fame has a fart!

Compared with being pointed at by the world after dinner, the second uncle who is cheaper is obviously more unbearable, maybe Duan Hong's father is so angry that he scratches the coffin!

Yi Shuiyao turned his head and asked, "Isn't that master afraid that this incident will damage his father's reputation, why did he agree to go with us this time?" ”

Murong Chonghao didn't care much and said, "This king has his own way to make this breath for him. "It's not even a gesture for him.

Yi Shuiyao clenched his fists and nodded: "You must teach that second uncle a good lesson!" It's shameless to snatch a wife! ”