Sun Yunqiao, who was the dominant leader in the Central Plains of Hezhou City before Xue Suxi, did not miss his speculation about his husband, but it was not far away.

On the night of Qixi Festival, Zhang Shaoxiong, who was traveling in micro-clothes again, was staying in Xue Suxi's embroidery boudoir, but while he was condescendingly looking at Xiangxia, the woman who was laughing in his arms was not Xue Suxi, but the's mother Lin.

The middle-aged woman's voice was the same as her well-maintained face, which was coquettish from her bones, and she had just borrowed the bed of the apprentice to work hard, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes still had the spring love that had not yet retreated, and she was forced to suppress the faint dissatisfaction in her heart.

Zhang Shaoxiong walked around from Tianxiang Women's Garden before coming to Canglangju. Just now, Lin Jiaoxi was very sensitive to the smell of incense powder used by another Hu sect in the Tianxiang Women's Garden.

Women love to use fat powder, especially women like them who ponder men all day long, deliberately making the opponent understand, and they are also showing their own field.

There is another faint sweet fragrance in the rich aroma, if it weren't for Lin Jiaoxi's study of medicine, his nose is still well-informed, and he can't tell it at all.

After thinking about it carefully, Mother Lin curled the corners of her mouth contemptuously, the fox spirit who had only been in Hezhou from Luojing for half a year must have used the medicine she bought from outside. Wait until tomorrow, she will directly report to Wang's mother and ask her to go to Tianxiangyuan to rectify it.

"That's Gao Wei?" , Zhang Shaoxiong's question brought back Lin Jiaoxi's scattered thoughts, she looked at the garden below and nodded.

In the corner of the pavilion facing the window, there is a pair of shadows in the pavilion, although a pair of young boys and girls are just spreading out the picture scroll and adjusting Danzhu, but every time because of some small movements, they meet. It's all beautiful.

"Don't let that little slut fake it work!" , Zhang Shaoxiong snorted coldly with extreme dissatisfaction. "Don't forget that she's going to give it." ”

Before ascending the throne today, the world thought that Zhang Shaoxiong was the king of Jin. But in fact, he had a relationship with the young Son of Heaven through Tianxiang Girl's Garden at that time, and he still knew the Son of Heaven very well.

If he really went south today and sent the Tianxiang Girl Garden to train the haode women to the palace, he would accept it, but he would go to find the fresh excitement from the people.

Zhang Shaoxiong brought Xue Sujun from Huocheng to Hezhou and bothered to raise it for many years, which was used to fish for real dragons. He didn't plan to use it himself, so how could he let a hairy boy take the meat away.

"The concubine just let her try her hand so as not to show her timidity in the future." , a pair of soft arms climbed up Zhang Shaoxiong's neck. Lin Jiaoxi chuckled: "That little girl can even be willing to let the adult deal with her biological father, how can she easily be sincere to an unknown boy." ”

"That's why it's all the more careful!" , Zhang Shaoxiong stared at the girl in the pavilion and couldn't see the smile clearly, and his heart was awe-inspiring.

A few years ago, Xue Jinjun's shipwreck was not a natural disaster but a man-made disaster. In order to make Xue Sujun look more pitiful, and in order to get the right to marry that should belong to his father in the eyes of the world, Xue Jin must be abandoned.

Before making a move on Xue's father, Lin Jiaoxi Zeng Wan mentioned some meanings to Xue Sujun, but at that time, Xue Sujun only had one request, that is, to take care of his stepmother Lei and the two younger brothers together.

If it was changed a few years ago. Zhang Shaoxiong will greatly appreciate a woman like Xue Suxuan, and he also feels that he can control it. But now, from time to time, the pain of the old wound in his right chest reminds him of all the things that hide the crisis.

can be willing to give birth to her biological father like Zhuyu, it is difficult for people to believe in her loyalty.

"Compared to other girls. Her soft brocade technique is still well practiced. Lin Jiaoxi carefully looked at Zhang Shaoxiong's face and explained softly.

Zhang Shaoxiong pushed the woman who was stuck to his body away. He said coldly: "But she can't grow Gu poison!" ”

People's hearts are always hungry, if they just wanted to find a girl to cage the favor of the Son of Heaven more firmly. But the increasingly turbulent situation gave Zhang Shaoxiong, who was in the prime of life, a new idea and began to think about turning pets into weapons that changed the world.

Tianxiang Women's Garden has always enshrined elders who configure Gu poison. But it's not as good as the soft brocade technique that can roughly master some fur no matter how late you start learning, the talent to learn poison is limited, and those who can successfully raise one or two Gu worms are even rarer.

Zhang Shaoxiong led Hezhou and was only the lord of a land, and the elders of Tianxiangyuan who were willing to support him were only one-twelve.

A few years ago, after the eunuch Yu Niang died in Hezhou, Luo Jing had someone to check, because he found nothing, but he no longer involved in this place, and several resident in Hezhou were just half a bottle of swaying in this road, which made Zhang Shaoxiong angry.

Even more drumming and beating the second watch, according to the other Gao Weicai, under Xue Sujun's gentle reminder, he turned around step by step and left Canghaiju through a hidden small door.

Xue Sujun sighed softly, Lianbu moved back to the boudoir, and as soon as he entered the door, he hurriedly bowed down and bowed.

The bedrooms, especially the boudoir of the unmarried daughter's house, should not be allowed to be entered by outsiders, but at this moment, the room that should be elegant and beautiful is filled with an obscene atmosphere.

Zhang Shaoxiong sat at the head of the bed with his chest crossed, and in his arms was Lin Jiaoxi, who looked like a bare pig.

Xue Sujun intuitively felt that the humiliated blood qi rushed to the top of his head, but he still smiled sweetly as usual on his face: "Su'er has disturbed the adults and mother, so I will retreat and let Liu Ye wait." ”

"It's good if you stay and serve!" , Lin Jiaoxi Jiaojiao said that he had discussed the haode arrangement with Zhang Shaoxiong earlier.

Xue Sujun narrowed his pupils in disbelief.

She looked at the situation in the room and understood that what Lin Jiaoxi said was just to help the couple of men and women who were going to run errands to help their waists and legs, deliver utensils, and fetch water to wipe their bodies.

Since he was eleven or twelve years old, Xue Sujun has studied many fire avoidance diagrams under the guidance of Lin Jiaoxi, and he also understands the rules that the male owner of a large family pampers the beauty in the backyard and does not avoid concubines and maids.

Even if it was the first time to do this kind of thing, Xue Sujun was only a little flustered at first, and then he acted like flowing water, lowering his eyebrows and moving neatly, but he felt more humiliated in his heart.

On the night of Qixi Festival, Lin Jiaoxi, who was tactfully acknowledging under Zhang Shaoxiong, looked bright again, and was already an old woman in her forties, but even though Xue Suxi had been waiting for her wet clothes and skin exposed, she didn't pay any attention to it.

In the eyes of men, she is not as good as a drooping old woman? Respectfully sending away Zhang Shaoxiong, who was unrelenting, Xue Sujun couldn't help but quietly flatten his mouth.

"Not angry? Do you think you're a young lady who can talk about love with a young boy? You're just a child prostitute raised by adults......", the abnormality on Xue Suxi's face was immediately pinched in Lin Jiaoxi's hand.

According to the affectionate interaction between Xue Sujun and Gao Wei yesterday, Lin Jiaoxi followed Zhang Shaoxiong's explanation to let the girl in front of him remember her identity.

Two lines of tears slid down Xue Sujun's face. Tears made her sober up a little, suppressed the arrogance in her heart that had arisen because of Gao Wei's admiration, and smiled more meekly at Lin Jiaoxi.

Mother Lin's plump body curled away from Xue Suxuan's room, and a hateful gaze kept watching.

"Lord Zhang?" , put down his long hair in the mirror, Xue Sujun gritted his teeth and made a bold decision.

In the early morning of the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, the scavengers on the banks of the Xilan River happily picked up the sachets, folding fans, and even shoes that had been stepped on by the crowd last night.

On the long street in front of the house, two young men in Xuanyi walked slowly, with the same tiredness and sorrow on their faces.

"That may not work, and it may take a while longer." , Xiao Hong, who was five or six inches taller than Manyun, turned sideways lightly and comforted the men's girl next to him.

From the night of Qixi when the children on the side were tired of being crooked together to dawn, they monitored the whole night near Fuqian Avenue, and Man Yun wandered for a long time with the Love Marrow Gu Mother Zhang Mansion and Tianxiang Girl's Garden, and there was no trace of the resuscitation and parasitism of the Love Marrow Gu worm.

The woman who has taken Begonia Spring is only a poisonous source body, and the love marrow will only "live" for the first time when it is parasitic on the receptor.

Now it is not known whether Zhang Shaoxiong has a Gu or not, or even whether he has a man Gu at all.

A carriage drove from the other end of the long street to Zhang's mansion, and the wheels ran over the bluestone avenue, almost brushing Zhou Manyun, who was suddenly in a daze for some reason.

Xiao Hong just let go of the hand that was grabbing Man Yun to the side, but his arm was grabbed by the girl with an eager face.

"The old coachman, do you see what it looks like?" "Brown clothes, medium height, white beard, ...... eyebrows", Xiao Hong said a few words, then twisted his brows, the speed of the car on the road is not fast, but at a glance, his income is really limited. Look at him! There is a Gu movement in him! ”

spent manpower to secretly monitor an old coachman in Zhang's mansion, or only set up a car for the housekeepers. When they first heard such an order, everyone was a little surprised.

But within five or six days, Lu Harrier and others, who had taken turns to investigate carefully, discovered that this old coachman was different from each other.

Every time he traveled, the car was accompanied by some guards disguised as servants in charge, and when he arrived at the place, he did not wait in the concierge like other low-class coachmen, but mixed in the guard pile and entered the door together, and looked closely at the guards who gave him arrows.

And after he went to Tianxiang again, in addition to Hu Jiaoxi, who was suspected of passing on the parasitic Gu to him, another woman was also infected with the essence of love. And found that on the eighth day of his junior year, the carriage came out of Canglangju......

"Even if he is not Zhang Shaoxiong, he is still an important person." , Lu Harrier was excited, and his thin face, which was originally Zhou Zheng, also showed a little obsceneness, and said loudly: "Just that old and decayed appearance, it will be pasted by Zhang Shaoxiong's woman, there must be a reason." "It's Zhang Shaoxiong, his face can be covered with a mask and makeup, but his height, gait, and eye spacing...... All of them are the same as Zhang Fang. “

Lu Harrier was taught to bow to Xing Laosi, who had no selfishness.

"I can only say that six or seven times out of ten is sure that it is me." , Man Yun said softly, such a judgment is based on the infallibility of the love marrow Gu worm she cast, and it is not easy to assert it directly.

"But either way, let's kill him first!"

The plan in the backyard of the Shengping was initially decided, and the hidden attack site that had been drawn in a circle was selected near the Canglang Residence. The small alleys and alleys here are more suitable for Tibetans than the open Fuqian Avenue.

On the 21st of July, a carriage stopped slowly at the small corner gate of Canglangju, and the men who came out of the courtyard helped to drive the carriage away, and the old coachman with gray beard was sandwiched between several guards as before.

When the feet of the disguised little old man were drawn in and out of the threshold, the two girls who lived a mile and a mile away in Canglang almost tensed the strings at the same time, waiting for him. (To be continued......)