Yuting didn't obey the second master's orders: "Master, this can't be done." ”

"When you're done—" The second master was still immersed in pleasant imagination, and only reacted halfway through his mouth with a smile, "What? You don't go! Are you afraid that he will beat you up? ”

"I'm not afraid of bleeding when my head is broken! The most important thing is to get things done for you! Yuting made a loud noise.

The second master's expression eased slightly: "What's going on?" What moths are there over there? ”

"Not really." Yuting shook his hands, "Taishou is really angry!" Really locked him up. It's not enough to be punished or anything, but the delicate skin and tender meat of Boss Die's ...... There's always a hard time to suffer. ”

The second old man glared: "Then why don't you call the eldest prince to save people?" ”

"Master!" Yuting had a bitter face, "I'm afraid that the eldest prince is powerless!" ”

"What? For this hour? I said, where are all your cleverness! Can't you go into his yard? Can't he get out? You-"

"No, master," Yuting showed his trump card, "Why haven't you heard of it yet?" The uncle was angry and locked up the eldest prince and thought about it! ”

"Yo! That's right...... It's really inconvenient for you to slip in. The second old man hesitated, "What can I do?" ”

"The good thing is that it's only for one night. Tomorrow morning, the eldest prince will finally be released. When the time comes, you might as well say it. ”

"That's all there is to it." The second master was quite helpless.

"But it's fine!" Yuting smiled.

"How's that?!" The second old man glared.

"The eldest prince must toss and turn this night. I can't sleep on a pillow, and my heart is like boiling oil! With him worried about this night, what did Ming Erye say, would he not obey? Yuting said diligently.

The second master's beard also cocked: "That's right!" Yuting," he rewarded him with another fan, "You have grown quite a lot in recent years!" ”

"That's not the right way to train you." Yuting bent down diligently, raised his arms above his head, and stood up with the second master, "Where is the room where is the master staying today?" The villain sends you there. ”

The second master's face sank: "You send me there?" ”

"Delivered to the door. Outside the walls. Yuting smiled with a smile on his face, "Where is the master to send the villain, where is the villain to the master." Be happy. The villain castrated himself. Serving the lord also makes. ”

The second master still had a tiger face, but he couldn't help but smile www.biquge.info the pen and the fun pavilion, like a tiger's whiskers trembling from the tiger's mouth: "I only love nonsense!" How can this be nonsense? ”

"Yes. Be. Yuting said, "The villain hasn't given birth yet." A single pass is here. When I go back to the ground, the ancestors have to smoke me. When you give birth, you might as well do it! Aren't the fathers-in-law in the palace all willing to serve the emperor? Of course, the villain didn't dare to compare like that. I don't have the guts. But the first eight lives. The villain is probably destined! It's time to serve the master. What to do? It's decided, I can't change it! ”

The second master "talked nonsense" and only laughed.

"Yes, yes. Villain nonsense. Yuting said, "Where is the master staying today?" The villain illuminates the master. ”

The second old man glanced at Yuting, rested his left hand in his right hand, and gently patted his palm with his fingertips.

"Or ......," Yu Ting said with a smile, "The little storyteller from ago has been invited, and it's in the left ear room—"

"You thing!" The second master laughed, and then Shi Shiran stretched his back and took a step.

Yu Tingzhen sent the second master all the way to the door, closed the door, turned around, and asked himself quietly: "Yo, your words are really numb!" How did you come up with it? ”

He himself replied to himself: "Somehow, a mouth came." If you have to think about it, how can you think of such a wonderful thing? Alas! I must have been born to eat this bowl of rice! ”

That tear stayed in Lindai's heart, listen.

Ten thousand people in this world, not a single insect chirping or a bird pecking at it can escape it. Because it is pure and thorough, it can reflect all things.

But Lindai is not its Allah, and what it knows cannot be fed back to Lindai. It's gone, it's gone, it's gone, it's gone, as if it never appeared. After disappearing, even it itself does not know what they are doing.

But after all, they leave it with painful ripples. This ripple shadow is in Lin Dai's heart. Lin Dai groaned in his dream, and seemed to return to his depressed childhood, forever on the edge of his biological mother's perspective. How broad can a person's vision be? No matter how she walks, she can't get to the center.

Yun Jian was safe this night. No worries and no dreams. Once you close your eyes and open them again, it is dawn.

Theoretically, he had thought about it all night, and when he was done, he had to explain his repentance to his father. However, the eldest lord was too lazy to ask him this morning, but asked Zhongbo to hold the eldest lord's most beloved sage book as a token, and asked Yun Jian: "Have you seriously repented?" ”

"Repentant." Yun Jian replied as if he saw his father's face, lowered his head and bowed.

"This autumn, we must not lose."

"Yes!"

The ritual is over. Uncle Zhong put away the sage book in the Nanmu box, turned around and knelt down: "Big young master! ”

"Hey, what's this for?" Yun Jian smiled and hugged him.

Uncle Zhong didn't get up: "Big young master! The old servant knew that the eldest young master was very talented, and he also knew that the eldest young master was under great pressure. I begged the eldest young master, this is the time, and I am attentive. The eldest young master has put his heart into it, even if his luck is bad for a while, the old man can't bear to blame the eldest young master too much. If the eldest young master doesn't care, won't the old lady be worried about the eldest young master? Please be considerate of the old lady and put all your heart on the book from now on! ”

"Well, what is that? Curse me to be unlucky, right? Yun Jian still laughed.

Uncle Zhong is about to kowtow and confess his heart.

Yun Jian let him knock down: "Okay!" To be serious, Uncle Zhong, you always say that the lord is kind to you. In my opinion, having you by the master's side is a godsend to the master! ”

"How can it be...... How dare you ......" Uncle Zhong snorted, already in tears.

Wanliu waited for the cloud sword to return. In fact, it should be Li Tao who came to pick up Yun Jian and went to the grandmother's side. But there were people waiting in Yunjian's study, so the young grandmother had to politely back down.

The inner courtyard is the territory of the wives, and the study is the territory of the masters. A well-bred man will never trespass on his wife's boudoir, a sensible woman. It will never encroach on the study space. This is the reason why husband and wife raise their eyebrows and leave room for each other.

Women in boudoirs and men in the study are not all hedonistic. When a woman sees the new fish lines in the corners of her eyes and silver threads on her sideburns in the mirror, she will feel more sad than the general who has lost the city. A man thinks of the hard battle to be fought in the study, and maybe he has the heart to collapse to the ground when his legs are weak.

Cloud Sword wasn't that kind of soft bone, but Wanliu still wanted to give him relief and pull something else. It's like when a prisoner leads a prisoner to the execution ground, making a joke to make the atmosphere more relaxed. What to say? Just as she was thinking about it, Yun Jian suddenly stopped and let out an "um" sound.

"How?" Wanliu thought that Yun Jian had pulled something in the big master's study.

"It's not." Yun Jian smiled, "What a talent to sweep your eyebrows." General Fat Powder. Still deceived me. ”

"Miss Lin?" Wan Liuchai.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Wanliu understood: "That's the fourth girl." ”

"Don't talk too much!"

"Yes." Wanliu knew she had guessed correctly.

After taking two steps, Yun Jian spoke to himself: "She made me think that someone asked her to affect the matter of Qixi Festival." Who......" snorted through his nose, "it's not true, because she's more suitable than Hui'er." If it's true. It's just that she got Hui'er in front of her. Because she herself wants to climb higher. At least a large part of this was her own desire. She's more than just a tool. ”

He said softly. It's like saying that the mountains are high and the moon is small. It's like the fingers of the wind caressing the blossoming green fields.

Wanliu followed him, listening, and his expression was also very gentle.

If anyone sees them at this time. I only think that this boy is saying something inimportant and elegant, and the beautiful girl follows and listens.

There was no one next to them. Xie Mansion is so big, and the people are so small.

Wanliu asked: "Jingli's husband may have more face than Tang Gongzi, right?" ”

"Maybe."

"Does Childe want to let her go?"

"Let them go. They all seek benevolence, how can I interfere? Yun Jian said, "Fortunately, she really taught me a good idea." ”

Wanliu smiled. When she laughed, the small shortcomings of the incongruity on her face faded away, so that people could only see the blooming brilliance: "I know that Childe will definitely have a way." ”

"Hey, what if I can't do anything?" Yun Jian asked, touching his chin.

Wan Liuman said: "Then I will believe in Childe first!" Anyway, if Childe can't help it, then it's basically over. Before you die, it's better to believe in your son and be happy, wouldn't it be good? ”

"Why die!" Yun Jian paused.

Wanliu moved forward, apologizing and leading the cloud sword forward: "Yes, yes!" It's all my fault. Childe is going to pass, okay? ”

Yun Jian stepped forward, and Wan left a sentence: "After the meeting, please go back to the young grandmother to have a look." ”

The young grandmother was crooked on the couch, teasing the child in the cradle, with a soup woman warm on her stomach, and the girl from afar fanned her to keep her cold.

It's really difficult to have menstrual pain on a hot day! It has to be warm, but not too warm. The temperature of the water in the soup woman is a little higher than the body temperature, which is roughly equivalent to the green bricks that are heated outside at noon. The stomach was hot, the pain was relieved, and the person was irritable, so he had to take a little cold, but he didn't dare to freeze. She had never been like this before when she was a daughter! They are all born with children.

Some people say that after giving birth, the body will get better. The eldest and youngest grandmothers are obviously the kind that have become bad. Strange to say, how can you get hurt if you take care of yourself so carefully before and after childbirth? It's fate, too.

But she never regretted having such a child.

She couldn't tell when she fell in love with Mr. Xie. In short, to fall in love is to fall in love. It's like the bright summer light outside, which bakes everyone. It's really embarrassing to say that Miss Qianjin moved this thought, but if it shouldn't be, why did it happen? Naturally, it is like a golden crow falling and a jade rabbit rising eastward. Sometimes she wonders if everyone has a treasure, brought from the previous life, and she can't remember it all the time, and suddenly bumps into it, ah, it turns out that you are here! She just didn't know, was she worthy of a treasure in Xie Yunjian's eyes?

Alas, not to mention the treasure, even if he could have looked at her more, it would be worth it.

Being able to give birth to such a big fat boy for him, mixing his and hers, has already folded all her blessings. In fact, on the wedding night, although there was inevitable pain, she already felt that even if she died at this moment, she would not complain. But she didn't die at that moment, not after, not after. As the days went on, she became greedy again, not only did she not want to stop, but she also wanted more and farther. (To be continued......)