Ying Ziyi was very depressed.

Ying Ziyi was very depressed.

This is the living situation of Ying Ziyi in the following days.

"Come, junior brother, get up and eat."

Every morning, his sister would walk into his room in the golden light, and bring a breakfast consisting of a bowl of corn porridge, some pastries, and a few side dishes. Although in this era, three meals a day can only be enjoyed by the rich and powerful. It's good for the average person to be able to fill their stomachs. But the Forgetful Home is obviously not included.

"Come on, junior brother, you're still sick! Eat a little more and recover sooner. ”

“……”

Every day at noon, when Ying Ziyi is idle in Bo Mansion, his sister-in-law will always appear at the right time. After all, there is no decent entertainment in this era. Of course, Huang He still has bets, but now Ying Ziyi is playing a poor ghost, ah! No, he is a positive person with a sense of justice, and naturally he will not be so depraved. At this time, Forget Qiao will take Ying Ziyi to the study and force him to read, especially the Book of Poetry and the like, such as Qianpu Jia, Guan Ju and the like.

Every evening, Wangqiao always prepares a bath bucket, which is filled with hot water, and then when Yingziyi takes a bath inside, Wangqiao will always stand outside and say with concern: "Senior brother, the water is not hot, do you want to add some cold water." ”

All right! Being watched by such a beautiful girl with plump breasts and fat buttocks and a delicate body is undoubtedly a good experience. Thoughtful, caring, and attentive. But Ying Ziyi always has a feeling that when she takes care of herself, she is like taking care of a small animal.

However, just when Yingziyi couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to escape, someone had already burst out first.

In the boudoir of Wangqiao, Wei Yuan put her hands on her waist, her willow eyebrows were upside down, and she looked at Wangqiao: "Tell me about your big girl's family, going around a poor boy every day, what's going on?" ”

"But he's my junior brother? Isn't it normal for a senior sister to care about her younger brother? Forget Qiao looked at her mother innocently, and didn't understand why she was so angry?

"But what is the matter with you touching and touching it every day?" Wei Yuan said.

"So what, my junior brother and I are innocent. When I was in the mountains, I took care of the injured bunnies like this! "Forget the big eyes of the flash, the big eyes of the flashing are shining with innocence, which makes Wei Yuan, who is already old and has experienced a lot of darkness in this world, a little unbearable.

"I don't care, anyway, you can't be like this again." Wei Yuan bit her lip with some hatred, and used a woman's strongest nirvana, which was unreasonable.

However, it turns out that this trick for women is usually only effective when facing men. And when she is facing a woman of the same rank, it is usually like this.

"I don't care, anyway, I won't let it go until my junior brother recovers his memory." Forget to pout, the tip of the needle pushed back like a wheat, ignoring his mother's appearance.

"Daughter, alas! You know, you want to be a mother of heaven, and you can't ruin your reputation now. Wei Yuan saw that the hard ones were not good, only the soft ones came, and persuaded her bitterly.

"What is there to care about when a scholar says." For the fact that he wants to become the mother of heaven, he has never paid attention to it.

"Senior Sister Forget Qiao, my aunt is also thinking about you. Moreover, the illness of the junior brother also needs to be recuperated. At this time, the dispute from beginning to end is a round of worry. Regarding the things between men and women, the two people who have lived in the mountains since they were children are much later than people of the same age. However, unlike Forget Qiao, Forget Worry is more dexterous, and he has already understood Wei Yuan's original intention, so he persuaded him.

"Okay!" In the face of his sister's persuasion, he still accepted it in his heart.

……

The night is gray, and this is the time when the turbid night is difficult to disappear.

Bingshen Street in Nancheng, the largest brothel, Huaying Building, is brilliantly lit, with warblers laughing and laughter, and the flow of people coming and going.

Six-storey high-rise building, octagonal structure. Unlike the other five-story buildings, there is only one room on the sixth floor. In the meantime, you can see Anyi clearly. Wei Bao is in this pavilion on the top floor at the moment, looking down on the street mansion below through the window lattice.

Behind him, a beautiful woman was slowly wearing her light gauze underwear, and a mature and charming scenery loomed. She is the owner of Huaying Studio, Hua Meng.

"Your Excellency." The woman whispered softly and hugged Wei Bao, and her mature body completely hugged Wei Bao. "I heard that my lord, you have been pursuing that little girl in Bo Mansion recently?"

"You know that, too?" Wei Bao turned around, gently twisted Hua Meng's pointed chin, and said lightly: "You also know about this matter?" ”

"Who doesn't know such a big thing in the Flower Shadow Building? Many sisters heard the news, but how sad were they? The woman said with a little grief.

"Really?" Wei Bao's hand gently extended to the woman's back, climbed to the woman's buttocks, and twisted it gently.

The woman was very sensitive, and when she was teased by Wei Bao like this, she snorted softly in her mouth, and a mischievous smile appeared on her face, "But then we heard that the little girl didn't take a fancy to you, and the sisters' hanging hearts finally let go." ”

"Haha, I haven't encountered such a thing in many years, it's so funny!" When Wei Bao heard the woman's words, there was no trace of anger in his heart, but he was happy.

"yes!" Hua Meng said a word to Wei Bao, but the honey in his eyes could be seen clearly from a distance of eight zhang. "Of the women you want from Lord Wei Bao, which one can escape your poisonous hands? Am I not the same? ”

Wei Bao hugged Hua Meng tighter and smacked lightly on his face, "Beauty, I couldn't see that you didn't volunteer last night?" ”

"Nasty." Hua Meng gently slapped Wei Bao, and then asked, "Then how do you want to get that little girl from Bo Mansion?" Do you use medication? ”

"How could such a means be done by me Wei Bao. Although I am amorous, I am not indecent. What's the point if you can't get her heart? It was still a smiling face, but Hua Meng could see the undoubted sincerity on Wei Bao's face. For Hua Meng, although Wei Bao usually seems to be a gentleman, the sense of justice revealed at certain moments is very attractive.

Brush, a black shadow drilled into the pavilion from the windowsill in the other corner, Hua Meng saw this scene, and wanted to go out, but was pulled by Wei Bao.

"How's it going?" Wei Bao asked.

"Back to the young master, that Xiangshi has disappeared. We searched around the city for any trace of him, but we found no trace of him. ”

"There's something wrong with that kid." Wei Bao smiled, waved his hand, and motioned for the man in black to retreat.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know yet. However, the truth is often hidden in the fog, and things are getting more and more interesting. Wei Bao smiled and took the beauty into his arms.

……

"Sect Master, Xu Cheng is gone."

In the ancient forest of the night, there were no wild beasts. At this moment, two people whispered.

"Have you checked it? What's going on? ”

"I have investigated all the people I saw before and after Xu Cheng's disappearance, except for the three Taoist disciples, there are no noteworthy people."

"Taoism? Is it the Heavenly Sect or the Human Sect? ”

"It should be Renzong."

"Xiaoyaozi is the head of Taoism, but he is not idle at all!" The man scoffed.

"Xiaoyaozi sent them down, it should be related to Canglong's current life."

"The old clans of the six countries, the sons of the hundred families, many people were attracted by the secrets of this thousand years, and gathered in Anyi. It's just, what exactly does the person behind this look want to do? The sect master said softly, and then looked at his subordinates who had melted into the shadows, "You keep an eye on those three disciples of the Daoist sect, Xu Cheng's disappearance must have something to do with them." ”

"Sect Master, if Xu Cheng is caught, will he confess any information that is unfavorable to our miscellaneous family?"

"Don't worry, Xu Cheng's apparent identity is just a scholar, and the other party's arrest of him should have nothing to do with our plans. Xu Cheng is a smart person, so naturally he won't have more complications. At present, Jian Lu has gained a firm foothold in Baiyue, and the chess pieces we have laid out in various places have been safely placed. Xu Cheng was arrested, although it was an accident, but it did not hinder the overall situation. ”

"Yes, my subordinates understand."

The leaves in the forest rustled and the cold was overwhelming. After the miscellaneous disciple who had been hovering in the shadows left, the sect master sighed quietly: "Back then, Lu Buwei was a strange thing to live in, and he got half a life of glory. In charge of the great politics of the Qin State, the Mandate of Heaven was defeated, but he was one step away from the supreme position in the world. It's a pity, it's a pity! ”

The sound of leisure, like the whispering of ghosts, spread through the forest, full of unwillingness, disobedience, and disrespect.

……

The courtyard of Bo Mansion is very large, although it is not as good as his own Prince's Mansion, but although the sparrows are small, they have all kinds of organs. Outside Yingziyi's house is a garden. It was early in the morning, and Yingzi Yiben was asleep, but she was awakened for no reason. He put on his shoes, walked slowly to the windowsill, and opened the window. His intuition told him that there must be something outside the window. But I saw that the moon and stars were scarce, and on the long low wall behind the garden, there was a wonderful figure standing.

The long single ponytail fluttering in the wind, the floor-length skirt clinging to the waist, how can this woman's dress be so familiar? In the dark night, the woman was carrying the moonlight, and Ying Ziyi couldn't see the woman's specific appearance clearly.

In the quiet night, the woman's sharp eyes were like substance, passing through a long distance and piercing Yingziyi's body. Ying Ziyi had a feeling that the other party seemed to be going to eat him. He couldn't help but wonder, who was the other party? How can I have such a big hatred for myself?

As the moonlight deflected, the woman's side face was gradually revealed.

Ying Ziyi's mouth opened wide.

He never thought that he would meet her here.

Great Priest! (To be continued.) )