Shui Wanqi said in a trance: "But he also hit me with an inkstone the night before!" I'm worried, maybe it's my inkstone......"

"No, no, it won't." Na Yahuan comforted, "That was all the night before yesterday, and that is also what Peng Si deserves, who let him pull Mrs. with his hands and feet, he really ate the bear's heart and leopard's gall." Madame don't worry, even if it is, who can be sure that Peng Si was killed by Madame's inkstone, it's been two days. ”

"Alas! Shui Wanqi sighed again, "I hope so, but I see that this Lord Yang is not like an ordinary person, he is amazing, he has been busy checking everywhere this day, maybe he can find out." ”

"Yes, I see that the lord's sister is also very powerful, and when she talks in the afternoon and evening, she always uses words to trick the lady."

Speaking of Song Yun'er, Shui Wanqi was even more worried: "Yes, I can see it too, maybe they really know something." ”

"Don't worry, madam, then Peng Si didn't die in our room, when you smashed his head with an inkstone, only Mrs. and I were present, let's not talk about it, who can prove that Madame smashed his head with an inkstone!"

"Really?" Shui Wanqi slowly turned her head to look at the little maid and sneered: "Xiaohuan, you really didn't say it?" You didn't say how people outside knew? How did the dock coolies know? ”

The girl named Xiaohuan was so frightened that she trembled, knelt on the ground with a bang, and kowtowed vigorously: "Madam, the slave is wrong, the slave and the maid only talked to a few maid servants in the village yesterday morning when they were chatting, and the slave and maid didn't expect that Peng Si would die at night, and it was those maid servants who were quick to talk about it and spread the matter outside." ”

"Oh? So, you can't blame you for this, do you? Shui Wanqi looked at her palm, her knuckles were slender and white, as white as green onions. Suddenly, his hand was raised, and with a bang, he grabbed the face of Cuihuan, who was kneeling on the ground, and several blood grooves suddenly opened on her snow-white face.

The maid Cuihuan screamed "Mom", holding her face, not daring to let or hide, kneeling there and crying.

Shui Wanqi was like a nobody, slowly removing the minced flesh that was sticking to the blood that had been dug out between her sharp nails, and said coldly: "Tell me, how should I punish you?" ”

"Smack!" With a crisp sound, the maid slapped herself hard and whispered, "Slave damned!" The slave doesn't dare anymore! Immediately after that, he slapped himself again and again.

In a moment, the maid's cheeks were already high and swollen, and she didn't dare to stop.

Song Yun'er was on the roof, and at first she saw the maid echoing her, her words were vulgar, and she was very disgusted, but now when she saw her in such a situation, she couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic.

It wasn't until the girl's nose and the corners of her mouth were bleeding that Shui Wanqi waved her hand: "Okay, if I hear that you can't control your mouth in the future, I'll tear your mouth apart!" Did you hear that! ”

The maid wept and agreed.

"Alright, go get hot water, I'm going to take a bath."

"Yes~! Madam. The maid quickly got up, ran out and washed herself hastily, and filled the barrel by the screen with hot water. Serve Shui Wanqi wide clothes and untie bathing.

Seeing this, Song Yun'er had achieved her goal of listening to the news, and was about to put the tiles back, when she suddenly heard Shui Wanqi say: "Although that Lord Yang solves the case like a god, he is also a man after all, you say, will he be interested in me?" ”

The maid next to her who was beaten like a pig's head by herself must have suffered a lot of this kind of treatment, and she could still laugh: "Definitely, which cat doesn't eat fishy, men are all surnamed this virtue, even if there are groups of wives and concubines in the family, and when they see a beautiful woman, their eyes are not shining and their minds are moving, hehe." ”

Her cheeks and lips were swollen, and her laughter hurt a lot, and she quickly gasped a few more times.

Shui Wanqi turned around in place, her curvy body, without a trace of fat, ups and downs, white jade flawless, and said with a smug smile: "You say, if the master wants to please this Lord Yang and let me seduce him, will he take the bait?" ”

"Of course, Madame only needs a wink, and the lord will obediently prostrate under your pomegranate skirt."

Shui Wanqi was even more proud, supported the towering twin peaks on her chest with her hand, raised her neck, and said proudly: "Then when I watch the Fairy Festival tomorrow, hook him to see, if he is hooked, as long as he gets into my bed, I will force him to give up that pretty ring to give me Fu'er as a daughter-in-law, do you say okay?" ”

When Song Yun'er heard this, she was so angry that she really wanted to fly down and hit her head with a tile.

Listening to Shui Wanqi sighed again: "Still don't, even if he falls for the trick, he can't seek his pretty girl, look at the way he loves that girl, he has to kill me when the time comes, besides, I'm going to seduce him, the master will be so angry that he will vomit blood." It's fun, but it's not much good. That's it~! ”

Shui Wanqi said, put her waist into the big wooden barrel, and soaked comfortably.

Song Yun'er heard her say this, and her heart relaxed. This fox spirit is scratchy and charming, and the person is also beautiful, if she really seduces Yang Qiuchi, Song Yun'er is really a little worried.

That Yahuan has a point, which cat doesn't like fishy, although Yang Qiuchi already has a wife and three concubines (counting Bai Sumei, who has never been through the door), as well as the stunning beauty Hong Aya and his master Liu Ruobing, but when he sees a beautiful girl, he still can't help but look at it twice. This is the man's surname. I'll have to keep an eye on it in the future.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a maid outside the door shouting, "Madam...... Madam! ”

The little maid who was waiting for Shui Wanqi to bathe ran to the door, opened the door a crack, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Zhao Xinle, the prefect of Boryeong Prefecture, has arrived. He said he wanted to see his wife. ”

"Didn't the master order to welcome him to the pear spring garden?"

The girl outside the door said, "Lord Zhao said that he wanted to see his wife and then go." ”

Shui Wanqi's voice came from behind the screen: "Tell him to wait for me in the living room, and I'll come right away." ”

"Yes......" The little maid outside the door agreed, and then turned and left.

Song Yun'er felt a little strange, I heard that drinking flower wine, men will run faster than rabbits, this Zhao Xinle is not very like Liu Xia Hui, he didn't hurry to Lichun Garden to drink flower wine, he had to see this Shui Wanqi in the middle of the night, what was he doing?

Shui Wanqi put on her dress, dried her hair with a towel, and walked out of the room, through the corridor, to the living room in the middle hall.

Song Yun'er also followed to the roof of the living room, the meeting between the two was not within Song Yun'er's expected investigation plan, but she was a little curious, so she decided to come over and take a look.

Uncovering the tiles, I saw the chubby Zhao Xinle sitting respectfully in the guest seat, with two followers standing behind him. There was a small box next to it, and on the main seat sat Shui Wanqi with long wet hair. Behind her stood the pig-headed girl Ring.

Zhao Xinle said with a humble face: "Madam, it is rare that every year Peng Weng graciously invites Xia Guan to Enyang Town to watch the Fairy Festival, I am very grateful, Xia Guan brought some light gifts to Mrs. and Peng Weng." Talk about thanks, and smile at all hopes. ”

Shui Wanqi smiled faintly: "Lord Zhao is really out-of-the-box. Glancing at Cuihuan, Cuihuan understood, stepped forward to hug the box, and exited the living room.

Zhao Xinle looked back at the two attendants behind him, and the two attendants also bowed out of the house. Only Shui Wanqi and Zhao Xinle were left in the living room.

Zhao Xinle suddenly showed a confused expression, stared at Shui Wanqi and looked up and down: "Little beauty...... My Little Beauty...... You're going to kill me! Stretched out his hand and hugged Shui Wanqi into his arms, one hand reached into the hem of Shui Wanqi's clothes, touched it high and low, and a fat mouth sniffed and gnawed on Shui Wanqi's face.

Song Yun'er frowned, and scolded secretly: It turned out to be a dog man and woman! I can't see it, this Shui Wanqi is ice and jade on the outside, but she hooks up with this fat pig in private, it's really disgusting!

Shui Wanqi let Zhao Xinle's fat pig's hand touch it for a while, then twisted her waist and slapped his hand away: "Okay!" Don't look at the place, this is Pengjiazhuang, if you let Old Man Peng know that your fat pig brought him a green hat, do you guess he will let his cousin deal with you, huh? ”

Zhao Xinle hurriedly withdrew his hand and said, "This ...... Hey...... Wanqi, we have been good for so many years, I have long said that I would accept you as a concubine, but this dead old man also fell in love with you, if it weren't for his cousin's face, I would be reluctant to give you to this dead old man! ”

"Humph!" Shui Wanqi took a strand of wet hair, "What are you talking about all these useless things, they are all waiting for you to drink flower wine in Lichun Garden, and the young lord who solves the case like a god, you still rush to pat yourself on the back!" ”

Zhao Xinle was stunned: "Lord Yang? He's also there? ”

"yes, so if you have anything to say as soon as possible, otherwise, there will be no chance later."

"Why didn't you have a chance!" Zhao Xinle took Shui Wanqi's hand and kissed it, "As long as Sister Wanqi thinks about my brother, we have a chance, in the last two months, that dead old ghost took you to the provincial capital to see the political envoy, passing by Baoning Mansion, don't we just take the time to dew once!" Hey. ”

"Look for death!" Shui Wanqi glanced at him, "What are you talking about everywhere like this?" If you don't want to die soon, hang yourself, don't run around and pull me!" ”

"It's my fault!" Zhao Xinle slapped lightly on his fat face, "I said it wrong." Don't be angry, Sister Wanqi. After that, Xiao Mimi was holding her white lotus-like hand, humming and chirping and kissing wildly on her face.

(To be continued)