Chapter Eighty-Three: Low and High

The conversation between the two was normal.

What is not normal is that Zhuo Ji also went into the ditch.

"Women don't have much hope in their lives, they always have to make sacrifices, and many times they can't help themselves."

"I think you're different, you're very powerful, you cheated your father, cheated your brother, and now you want to ask for benefits from them, will they agree?" Yun Lang kept his head down as much as possible, not looking at Zhuo Ji's pair of red Roshan.

"So, I'm going to marry Sima Xiangru, I heard that His Majesty likes his poetry, and he will soon be prosperous.

However, it is not enough to just like it, he also needs to come up with a lot of money to curry favor with those yellow doors, so that his poems can appear more on His Majesty's desk.

Don't you think it's fair that I need his official position to deal with me and my brothers, and that he needs my money to get a bigger office? ”

Zhuo Ji's long nails covered with Kodan slid across Yun Lang's white chest, and finally picked up Yun Lang's chin and said, "I was so presumptuous and unreasonable that day, how can I pretend to be a gentleman today?" Is my body not good-looking? ”

Yun Lang looked at Zhuo Ji's delicate face, stretched out a finger and pointed it on her cheek, and said softly, "The price is too great." ”

Zhuo Ji smiled: "If you are five years older, my groom will be you." ”

After saying this, Yun Lang put his hand on her chest and smiled: "Compared to the words you just said about pity and cherishing jade, I prefer pure lust ......" (I originally wanted to write more, but I was afraid of being harmonized, so I had to do this, I'm sorry for the protagonist)

Chouyong lay on the table, stunned by the bright lights on the table, the food on the table had been heated three times, and Xiaolang had not finished taking a shower.

When he sent Xiaolang a change of clothes, the movement in the ditch was very strange, and he was about to take a look, but he accidentally found Zhuo Ji's clothes, so Chouyong hurriedly put down his clothes and ran back.

Xiaolang doesn't like Zhuo Ji, why do they take a bath together?

Chou Yong really wanted to ask Pingsu, who was sitting at another table playing chess alone, this old man was very smart, she knew it when she was in Zhuo's time.

Pingsuo's interest today is very good, take a sip of tea, and then drop a chess piece, the black chess piece that falls in the left hand has been surrounded by the white chess piece, only one breath can be extended, the chessboard has a sideline after all, and the chess piece is to the end, and the black chess is to be blocked by the sideline for the last breath.

The moonlight entered the ditch, Zhuo Ji lay on her back on Yun Lang's body, her face was pale by the moonlight, a few strands of messy hair covered her eyes, the sound of heavy breathing mixed with the gurgling water, and both of them were a little speechless.

"That's what it looks like!"

Zhuo Ji leaned her head against Yun Lang's neck and muttered.

"What?" Yun Lang asked in a low voice.

I don't know how many times I just ended my madness, which left his head empty and lost almost all of his thinking ability.

"That's how it should be!"

Zhuo Ji turned around and sat on Yun Lang's waist and said to Yun Lang seriously.

"What do you want to say?"

Yun Lang was stimulated by Zhuo Ji's full chest, and he was a little nervous.

Zhuo Ji smiled slyly: "I mean, my life should be like this, free, lawless, no one can restrict me, no one can order me, I only do what I want to do, and live this life happily." ”

Yun Lang scratched his head and said suspiciously: "I just came down from the mountain today, first I was stopped by a group of women to ask for silkworm seeds, to soak hemp, to ask for pigs and sheep, chickens, ducks and geese, and finally got out, you appeared next to me again, until now, I am still a brain of paste, and you say these words without a head and no tail......

Zhuo Ji laughed and said, "I mean, from now on, I will only live for myself!" I want to play the harp, I want to be a gift, I want to walk a horse and a falcon, I want to climb the highest mountain......"

Zhuo Ji looked excited, her body writhed a lot, and she was already immersed in her fantasy...... And Yun Lang felt that it hurt to keep hitting the stone in his waist!

Pingsuo took a sip of tea with satisfaction, almost draining the teapot in one gulp.

The black chess piece was finally surrounded by him alive in the middle, although there was still a breath, but there was no way to escape, so he happily landed a white piece on the position of Tian Yuan, and then looked at the black chess piece that was surrounded, hehe smiled, and shouted loudly: "Chouyong, bring wine to Yeen!" ”

Men and women make love This kind of thing Yun Lang has done many times before, but there has never been a time when he is so obsessed and hot, enthusiastic.

Yun Lang was sure that it was Zhuo Ji's name that made him fall into madness......

It's a very strange feeling, history and time and space are confused and distorted, Yun Lang will feel like he is in heaven and hell for a while......

The world has become a chaotic existence for him, and there are only two people in the eggshell of Nuoda, perhaps it can be accurately said that they are two physical existences.

When Zhuo Ji let out her last scream, the two of them poured into the water in unison, and the whole person seemed to be hollow, and her body was surrounded by the slow flow of water and went down the river.

"Can you swim?"

"There are a few daughters in Shuzhong who can't swim, and at that time we could stay in the water for a day, until one day, after my mother wrapped me in a beautiful dress, I was never so happy again."

"Are you really going to marry Sima Xiangru?"

"Yes, why are you men so annoying, taking advantage of it once, and thinking that I should always be yours? Joke! ”

Yun Lang smiled bitterly: "I've long been used to this kind of thing......

"Huh? Have you had many times before me? ”

"In a dream—"

"Oh, then needless to say, the young man's spring dream is disgusting!"

The ditch used by the Yun family for bathing is not very long, and after turning a corner along the path, it will flow into the dark ditch, and at the end of the water flow is a wooden fence, seeing that it is about to come to an end, Zhuo Ji stood up and climbed the stone on the side of the ditch and went upstream.

Yun Lang didn't move, he was pressed by the current at the gate of the fence, and he simply sat there, watching Zhuo Ji walk back to the starting point.

She walked very simply, without much nostalgia, but when she went ashore, she glanced back at Yun Lang, maybe because of the moonlight, her face was very white......

When Yun Lang walked back to his room, Ping Sue was still drinking, he seemed to be drunk, babbling and singing songs that Yun Lang didn't understand.

The ugly fox looked at Yun Lang suspiciously, and was a little flustered when he placed the plates, and the broth spilled on the table, and he only looked at Yun Lang's face.

Yun Lang poured the broth on top of the rice, didn't eat a bite of the dish, and after eating a bowl of rice quickly, he went back to the house to sleep.

The next day, Yun Lang got up late, and when he was having breakfast, Liang Weng told him that Zhuo Ji and Pingsu had left.

"Didn't you want to take people into the city to buy silkworm seeds and livestock? Why are you still at home? Yun Lang interrupted Liang Weng's chatter.

Liang Weng glanced at the head of the family and hurriedly said, "Let's go, let's go." ”

After eating, Yun Lang dropped his rice bowl and couldn't find the tiger everywhere, so he frowned and asked, "Where did the tiger go?" ”

The little worm who was cleaning up the leftovers said confusedly: "I didn't see the tiger after eating in the morning." ”

Yun Lang sighed and muttered, "There is no reliable one......"

As a landlord and slave owner, I am really sorry for not having a good night's sleep when the sun is rising.

Lying on the bed, Yun Lang found that he didn't feel sleepy at all, whether it was the dislike with Dazai, or the further relationship with Zhuo Ji, it annoyed him.

Doing the right thing in the right place may not be perfect, but it must be the right thing.

Dazai's three brothers in life and death were shot to death by Yun Lang in front of him, and no matter whether Dazai hates those three people or not, Dazai will also see Yun Lang's way of doing things from this incident - that is, leaving no trouble.

Harder than a wolf when it's time to strike!

Although what Yun Lang did was not wrong, it was difficult for him to accept it, and this was the next thing, he tried his best to forget what happened that night, and now, it is estimated that he is struggling.

Yun Lang really wanted to tell Dazai that pulling the Broken Dragon Stone down directly was the way to leave no trouble, as long as it was possible to enter the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, it would be the greatest torment for everyone.

I don't understand this and still be a fart loyal minister.

No decision at all!

That crazy night with Zhuo Ji was not so much about the two of them as it was about Zhuo Ji's unilateral venting.

With a high heart and arrogance, she suddenly found that even when she could live well without relying on men, she still couldn't escape the fetters of men.

All she has is a castle built on the beach, and when a big wave comes, all will cease to exist.

The higher people have the troubles of the higher people, and the lower people have the troubles of the lower people, one about the soul and the other about the body.

Yun Lang is ready to be a low-level person, who only cares about firewood, rice, oil, salt, the crops in the field, and the pigs and sheep in the pen......