When Demps saw that it was Huang Yazhi, he was a little surprised and impatient. He had only ordered someone to bring some delicate food, and he didn't want this woman to come and stir up the peace without heeding the summons.

Huang Yazhi was still as before, with an elegant and gentle style, gently lifting the corner of her skirt and slightly hanging her chin, walking up to the bamboo building, and saluting everyone with a smile.

"There are guests coming from afar, naturally there must be good wine and food, but in a hurry, it is not yet ready, these two side dishes and snacks, please use it slowly." After that, the dishes and other things were put on the low table one by one, and a pair of hands that were very delicate and delicate were displayed in front of everyone from time to time.

Zhong Zhen smiled faintly and said, "This lady is polite, even if only clear tea is enough." ”

Then she turned to Demps and said, "Brother Deng is really extraordinary, even the servants in the family also have such a demeanor. ”

Huang Yazhi's face immediately became very ugly when she heard this, and she thought to herself, where do I look like a lady, and where do I look like a servant? Looking at Murong Gongzi again, people no longer looked at her, and they had already started talking with Demps, chatting about tea ceremony poems, neither looking at her nor looking at the food in front of her.

She had heard that Demps was going to meet a famous genius in the world, and her heart was eager to see it.

followed Deng Gongzi for a few years, and the two began to be a chorus, occasionally painting eyebrows, talking about poetry, and picking a red plum on a snowy day and inserting a bottle, but it didn't take long for them to be left out in the cold.

There are many concubines in Temple, and all kinds of concubines emerge in endlessly, some are delicate, some are cold as frost, and some are soft to the bone, and it is not easy to fight their way out of the encirclement. Fortunately, she has a good cultivation, and she is among the top few concubines, and everyone dare not mess with her casually.

Huang Yazhi occasionally made some black hands and solved a few arrogant concubines who occupied Deng Gongzi, but he couldn't stop the old ones from going and coming to the new ones.

There are some big girls and little girls living here in Zixia Palace, and there are many of them on the Deng family's side, and there is Mrs. Zhengtou in charge, she can't even think of going to the Deng family. Mrs. Zhengtou is a cultivator of the Lu family's soul refining period, and if she wants to do three twists and four times, I am afraid that she will die an ugly death.

Relying on his understanding of some poetry and songs, Huang Yazhi thought to himself that since he was entertaining distinguished guests. Why don't you show your talents, maybe you can make Deng Gongzi mention his interest in her again.

In case that talented man is a handsome man, it is better to go and see it, even if he can't talk about it. You can also have a lovesickness behind your back.

After thinking about all kinds of things about the tea course, Huang Yazhi was about to interject, but unexpectedly, the beautiful young man Murong Gongzi suddenly said to Demps: "Brother Deng, if this servant lady is fine, can you let her step back for the time being." The younger brother has always been impatient with too many servants around him. Even the people around me are all bound to be brought by my family, otherwise I would rather walk the world alone. ”

Demps thought to himself, everyone is a man, Huang Yazhi you are a concubine and you have not been summoned, what are you doing here.

He looked at Huang Yazhi, although his appearance was acceptable, and he was not young, he was still dressed as a girl. and a brand-new robe, wearing magic jewelry. It's really vulgar, no wonder he was misunderstood by Murong Gongzi for a servant woman.

It was such a shame, and Demps thought to himself how he had brought back so many young and beautiful women who had been in the Flower Pavilion.

"Stand aside, and do not come without being called." Demps was very unhappy, and he didn't see Murong Gongzi move a chopstick when he sent food, obviously looking at Huang Yazhi without appetite.

Zhong Zhen swept Huang Ya slightly with the tail of her eyes, and saw that her face had changed greatly, and she looked suspenseful. I thought that I was stabbed through the shoulder by you with a sword, but it hurt a lot more than this. has been locked up alive for three or four years, and calling you a few times aunt can be regarded as taking advantage of you.

Of course, it is self-inflicted humiliation to stay any longer, and Huang Yazhi is not such a person who does not know how to measure. Although he was ashamed of himself, he also forcibly held back his tears, bowed and hid his face.

"Murong Gongzi smiled, the servants in the family didn't know how to measure, and disturbed Gongzi Yaxing."

Zhong Zhen waved his hand and smiled without saying a word. Stand up, walk to the edge of the bamboo building, and look at the mountains in the distance. I thought to myself, Zixia Palace is too big, how can I find out about the matter of soul nourishing wood?

Seeing that Murong Xiaogongzi's eyes were confused, Demps thought that this young man was about to meditate for eternity, so he hurriedly got up and stood beside him, waiting for the next good poems.

I didn't hear the poem, but I saw that the little boy suddenly shook his body, and his hand was tightly grasping the railing of the bamboo building, which seemed to be a little inappropriate, and he was about to step forward to support him, but he was pushed away. I saw that the retinue of the soul refining period called "Jin Yu" had already blocked in front of him, and he had already supported Murong Xiaogongzi.

Demps yelled at the bad luck, barely having time to offer his courtesy.

He had never had a male pet before, and he found it quite intriguing, and he couldn't understand what other people thought. is also a man, but he looks like a woman, and his body is not soft, and when he opens his mouth and speaks in a male voice, he has no ideas.

Now I feel that this matter is promising, if the male pet is like Murong Xiaogongzi, he looks at his body and is soft, and he is delicate and weak, which is pitiful, I don't know what it feels like to hold it in his arms. He thought a little more deeply for a while, and his heart swayed.

"Jinyu, I really can't do it, this body has lasted until now, and I don't think there will be a few years left." Zhong Zhen made a look of dying but not dying, made a face extremely white with spiritual power, and bit his tongue by the way, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Before Lu Jinyu could speak, Meng Laibao had already begun to cry, "Son, if you say this kind of thing again, if you die, I will follow you." ”

The rest of the people also made a miserable face, thinking to Zhong Zhen, what are your ideas. I decided to pretend to be sick and weak because the people of Ning Guo like this tune, they love to look at tattered, dilapidated, and all kinds of beautiful and defective things, but is it necessary to pretend to be like this?

There was no time to talk about poetry, so Demps could only send everyone to the guest house, but the little boy was determined to talk to him. People are sick like this, what are you talking about?

The so-called humble guest house has nothing to do with simplicity at all.

This guest house is as big as the houses of ordinary rich and noble families, and the large courtyard with four entrances also has a garden, planted with flowers and trees, and a few cranes and peacocks, strolling around the grass leisurely.

Because Zhong Zhen said that he didn't like the crowd, and he didn't like outsiders even more, even the cleaners in the guest house were driven out.

Lu Jinyu looked around and found that there was no one else, so she finally sat on the chair and gasped for breath at Zhong Zhen. "Zixia Palace is not a place to play casually, the ancestors of the refining period are almost ten people, Lao Tzu must lose money in this transaction."

Zhong Zhen gave him a blank look, "How many spirit crystals did Master Zhu give you?" If I'm not mistaken, it's big enough to buy you a few lives. (To be continued.) )