Zheng Mansion in Pinggu County, the former owner here was Zheng Chengzong, and now when the word "Zheng Mansion" is mentioned again, people will show an ambiguous smile.

Zheng Yong's housekeeper is very busy, since Zheng Shuang went to the capital, he has become more and more proud, and he has openly lived with Mrs. Huang, inside and out, and has begun to regard himself as the master.

It's a pity that no one knows that the silk and satin, fresh clothes and angry horses are just the surface, and under this glamorous life, what is hidden is still the hatred for Zhang You's mother and son.

Thinking that he has been messing around for so many years, he has never planted such a big heel, and when he thinks of Zhang You's current scenery, he is like a fish in his throat, and he can't wait to go to Beijing to kill that dead cripple in person.

Mrs. Huang was talking to Mrs. Ning in the bedroom, and Zheng Yong was walking around the courtyard with an impatient look on his face. It's been a few days, not to mention asking if Mrs. Ning has really been dehaired by Zhang You, and even if Mrs. Ning is a white tiger, she hasn't even found out, this Huang Xi'er has a playful bag, and she is like a wolf and a tiger when she goes to bed, and she can't do anything serious at all.

The laughter of two women like silver bells came from the open window, Zheng Yong peeked in, and saw that the two women's heads were together and they didn't know what they were looking at, muttering, and they couldn't hear what was said.

He became more and more impatient, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and coughed into the hall.

"Steward Zheng is here?" Mrs. Ning's pretty face turned crimson, and she quickly put the things in her hand under the fart* thigh, Zheng Yong's eyes were sharp, but she swept it and smiled secretly, it turned out that it was the Spring Palace painting that she and Huang Xi'er used to make fun, in the end, they were all from the past, so the young girls would not get together to study this thing.

"I'll see if there's anything needed," he said with a smile, glancing at the teacup next to Mrs. Ning was empty, his eyes rolled, and an idea popped up, and he stepped forward to pick up the teapot while smiling: "The teacups are empty, what are the two ladies studying?" So obsessed? ”

Mrs. Ning was even more shy, lowered her head, didn't know what to say, and was secretly blaming this person for being rude, when she suddenly heard Zheng Yong's exclamation, and then felt that her big * legs were hot, only to find that Zheng Yong had tripped over something, and the full cup of tea that had just been poured was all spilled on her legs.

She exclaimed and subconsciously stood up.

Fortunately, the boiling water is warm early, otherwise it would have to be burned.

"Oops...... The villain should be damned, the villain should be damned, are you okay, ma'am? Zheng Yong pretended to be frightened, knelt on the ground, stretched his arms, and wanted to help wipe it, but he was respectful and didn't dare to do it.

Huang Xi'er didn't react yet, glared at Zheng Yong in annoyance, and took out a handkerchief to help Mrs. Ning wipe it while apologizing.

"That, why don't Mrs. go and wash it, I don't think it can be wiped clean, why don't you take off this skirt, you and my wife are about the same size, wear my lady's first, I will let the people wash your skirt pulp and wash it, and then send it back to you after it is dried."

Hearing Zheng Yong say this, Huang Xi'er finally reacted, and while secretly praising him for being smart, she echoed the pout: "Zheng Yong is right, I didn't even remember it, it just so happened that I made a new skirt and didn't wear it once...... Zheng Yong, you hurry up and prepare the washing utensils, and I will personally serve my sister later. ”

"This ......"

Zheng Yongcai didn't bother to pay attention to Mrs. Ning's hesitation, agreed, and hurriedly went out to ask someone to prepare.

In fact, there is nothing to prepare, the bathing room is ready-made, on a hot day, there is no need for more hot water, heat it slightly, sprinkle with osmanthus petals, even if it is a job.

This time, Zheng Yong did not invite the two ladies in person, but sent a little maid, and he took advantage of no one's time to hide in the closet used to put sundries in the corner.

…………

Huang Xi'er's jacket and skirt were made of the best Hu Jin, which was worth a lot of money, and then Zheng Yong and Huang Xi'er apologized countless times, because when Mrs. Ning left, there was no mustard in her heart.

It's just a vignette!

Seeing Mrs. Ning get into the Qingni sedan chair and gradually move away, Huang Xi'er pulled Zheng Yong and walked back, whispering as she walked: "It's really yours, I'll take a bath with Mrs. Ning, she is really a white tiger, there is no miscellaneous hair on her body, even the bottom is clean, and it is really tempting to look......"

Dare to be tempting, Lao Tzu almost shot his mother when he saw it!

Zheng Yong recalled the spring* light he saw just now, and couldn't help but swallow and spit secretly.

Huang Xi'er thought that he was seduced by his own words, and couldn't help but smile, and saw that he had returned to Zheng Yong's residence in the East Cross Courtyard, and no one else followed, so he smiled and said, "Wrongdoer, you won't be interested in Mrs. Naning, right?" It's a pity, but she is a dignified lady......"

"Aren't you also Mrs. Taizun?" , "Don't make trouble, let's get down to business, is her white tiger born or thanks to the dead lame, have you inquired clearly?" ”

"After inquiring clearly, she didn't want to say it at first, but she couldn't stand me from grinding and hard foam, but she still told me...... It's really the help of the dead lame, I heard her say, not only do you have to take medicine, but you also have to cooperate with acupuncture......"

"Where is acupuncture?" Zheng Yong pretended not to know.

"Here, here, and here......" Huang Xi'er grabbed Zheng Yong's hand and tapped his chest, armpits, and lower abdomen respectively, and said with disdain: "I just don't understand, just to get a hairless, I will show such a private place to Zhang You's dead lame, Ning Yongquan's heart is really big...... By the way, do you like white tigers? If I let the lame man give me acupuncture and moxibustion......"

"Treat you honestly, unless I die, otherwise, who dares to look at your body, Lao Tzu has to fight with him!" Zheng Yong gritted his teeth and said, looking very scary.

Huang Xi'er was not afraid, but became happy, and said: "That's right, you can't stand it, not to mention the long live lord now, if he knows that the dead lame man has done something to the queen's mother, it will be light to punish him for the nine clans!" ”

"Who's to say it isn't!" Zheng Yong came back to his senses, picked up Huang Xi'er by the waist, and said as he walked into the house: "You have made a great contribution this time, let's say, how do you want me to thank you?" ”

Huang Xi'er hooked Zheng Yong's neck with her white and tender arms like lotus roots, her eyes were like silk, and she said in a flattering voice: "What do you say? How do you want to thank me? ”

"You can do whatever you want." Zheng Yong threw Huang Xi'er onto the kang, and in her exclamation, a hungry tiger pounced and pressed it hard......