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Wang Sima's eyes were heavy, staring at the ninth prince for a long time, and Fang Shen called: "Ah Qiang! ”

Uncle Jian bowed outside the door and replied, "The servant is here!" ”。? ｗｗ?ｗ?．?? The response was the response, and he did not enter the house.

"No one is allowed within 100 steps." After commanding this, Wang Sima raised his hand and pinched his chin beard, and was a little stunned for a while.

From a man's point of view, thirteen or fourteen-year-old Xie Jiang is beautiful and beautiful, but he is still a childish. The ninth prince is by no means a young child who has never known the relationship between men and women, how can he be interested in this kind of little lady.

Wang Sima faintly felt that something was wrong.

The wind passed through the half-rolled curtains, and the copper buckles on the silk silk sounded a few times.

Wang Sima woke up suddenly, coughed lowly, and said with a grim face: "If there is anything, you might as well say it at this time." ”

Jiu Gongzi lowered his eyes and looked at the ground, and said indifferently: "Some time ago, Ah Jiu had a dark disease. ”

This man said casually and indifferently, as if saying that the moonlight was excellent tonight, so it was better to drink two glasses!

Wang Sima's face changed suddenly, and he asked in a dumb voice, "What?" Well! Say it again. ”

If the proud son who has been carefully taught for so many years and cultivated with great effort cannot continue to be an heir...... Won't the next generation of the Wang family fall into the hands of metrics?

Thinking about these things in a flash, Wang Sima Dan felt that his heart seemed to be held by his hand, and he was in a tight pain for a while, and he was about to breathe.

"Ah Jiu's dark illness is not what his father thinks." Hearing that Wang Sima's voice was different, the ninth prince raised his eyes and comforted: "Grandfather, sit down." ”

This person's voice is low and mellow, indifferent and calm, as if there is a kind of power to calm people's hearts.

Wang Sima came back to his senses. He looked at Jiu Gongzi for a moment, and raised his hand to support it. He whispered, "Get up." ”

Jiu Gongzi got up and helped him sit down, and said indifferently: "This symptom can't smell the fragrance of flowers and powder, and if you get close to other women, you will have a splitting headache." ”

Other women? Wang Sima suddenly raised his head: "Is it okay to get close to Xie Niang?" ”

"Yes. Ah Jiu had doubts in his heart, so he tried a few times when he sent her back to Yuyang. Approaching her, there were no symptoms of dizziness. ”

After saying this slowly, Jiu Gongzi's eyes turned and he saw a glazed red clay pot on the desk. I put the back of my hand on the top. Sensing that the tea inside was warm, he poured the tea and handed it to Wang Sima.

"Didn't you look for a doctor?" Wang Sima took a sip of tea, put down the porcelain cup, raised his eyes and looked at Wang Jiu and asked, "What did the doctor say?" ”。

This kind of thing is not easy to talk about, it is a matter of heirs, and anyone will seek medical advice. Wang Sima just wanted to know what the outcome was.

The room fell silent.

After a while, Jiu Gongzi's voice was faint, as if he was saying to others: "After Dr. Chen diagnosed the pulse, he was puzzled. ”

It's incomprehensible, and of course there's no cure.

The wind passed through the curtains. The brass buckle hanging from the silk squirt is leisurely.

For a moment, all that was left of the room was the sound of tiny clangings.

That night, he told Uncle Qiang to be careful to "obey" the ninth prince, and Wang Sima brought the servants to protect him and returned to Xindu.

The night was dark, and the ninth prince asked Uncle Qiang to send two messages to Mengshen in the distant mountains, and there was no need to follow him at night.

Since there was no need to serve, and there was nowhere to go during the third watch in the middle of the night, the two of them went to rest. After crossing the wooden bridge, Yuanshan turned his face and muttered to Mengshen: "When the old master left, his face was not very good-looking." "Speaking of which. Eyes glanced at random.

With a glance, the man instantly glared at the boss, raised his finger and pointed ahead, and stammered, "You...... You see....... ”

The man's voice trembled. I can't tell if it's excitement or horror on my face...... Meng Shen couldn't help but look in the direction he pointed, and was suddenly shocked.

Two bewitching women, Wan Tingting, stood in front of the hut.

Among them, the woman in green with a shiny hairpin on her bun turned her eyes to this direction, and a smile instantly appeared on her face: "Two sons." The slaves are standing with sore feet, so they don't come quickly. ”

The woman's voice was sweet and soft, as if it had been dipped in honey.

"Oops! The slave posture is incomparable, is the son stunned? Another woman in a yellow dress covered her small mouth and made a very shy and delicate appearance.

This one...... What is the situation?

In the middle of the night, two women suddenly appeared, and these two people were neither like the lost daughters of a good family, nor were they the girls who did the laundry and cooked. Looking at the clothes and obedient voice, he is more like a Ji person who specializes in banquets.

Yuan Shan's mind moved, and he grabbed Meng Shen and dodged behind the tree: "Before the old master left, he ordered Uncle Jian to serve his son well, could it be these two women...... It is to seek ...... to serve. ”

Speaking of which, raise your finger and point to the other side.

"Not really." Meng Shen frowned, lowered his voice and said: "This kind of person, talking about staying overnight, I'm afraid the son won't be aiming at it." What's more, the powdered feet of these two people are as thick as the soles of ......their shoes. ”

So what is this...... Yuanshan couldn't help but scratch his head. After scratching a few handfuls, he suddenly gestured, looked at Mengshen and asked, "What did you just say?" Well! Say it again. ”

This man's eyes lit up, and the dream was startled, and he glanced around a few times, and when he saw that there was no one near him, he whispered, "I said, it's not like it." ”

Listening to the voice, the two Ji people were giggling, and they saw that there were seven or eight steps away. Yuanshan was anxious for a while: "It's not this, the last sentence." Say it! ”

Time was pressing, Meng Shen's eyes slanted upward, and repeated while thinking: "This kind of person...... Talking about staying overnight...... Don't aim at all. Well...... Wipe the soles of the shoes ....... ”

"That's right! That's it. ”

The two of them were muttering here, and Ji Ren knew about the rules and had stopped two or three paces away. Just stopped, the two people had four eyes, and they were all cautiously looking at the distant mountains and dreaming of sinking.

Look at the stance...... It clearly has a bit of "surveillance" meaning.

Yuan Shan squinted at the two of them, and muttered to Meng Shen here: "Forgot that Gongzi can't smell the smell of incense powder?" Childe's thoughts...... Well, you know. Maybe the old family owner used Ji people to test ....... ”

Although he didn't say it clearly, Meng Shen suddenly understood.

These two Ji people are going to talk to the bottom.

For such people...... Meng Shen's eyes straightened, and his face changed instantly.

"Hey! No, no. ”

Meng Shen was half a head taller than Yuan Shan, and if he wanted to talk to him, he had to stand on tiptoe. The man stood on tiptoe and muttered, "Since it's ...... It's better to calculate it...... Well, it's ...... truth anyway. ”

The river is flowing "whoosh". At the end of the wooden bridge, in two or three thatched-roof bamboo houses, through the half-rolled curtains, the candlelight can be faintly seen dancing and shimmering.

In the bamboo house, there is not only a large desk for practicing calligraphy and painting, but also a wooden frame as high as the bamboo wall is set up on the left side against the wall and behind the desk.

The shelves are full of books and scrolls.

Instructed Uncle Qi to make some tea and send it, so the ninth prince took a few books and sat in front of the window to read them.

About half a moment later, there was a rope outside the door, imitating the sound of skirts and clothes dragging on the ground, and then the wooden door "squeaked" and opened in response.

The cold air rushed in, and there was a faint dark fragrance in the air.

PS: Pro...... Cough! Ninety-nine "sacrifice" is so big! (To be continued.) )

ps: ps: The cherry blossoms downstairs are blooming, and the pink ...... White, good-looking tight ......