Chapter 20: Slight pain
Hou Cong glanced back at the white clothes. It's all time, and there is a stirring in the cold wind. Looking at her dark eyes and snow-white face, she was about to lose to herself. This kind of joy is hard to buy.
Bai Yi said lightly, as if to say to the three of them, as if to say to himself, "The eldest prince's handiwork at least won me, didn't it?" β
"At least what do you mean?" Without waiting for Hou Cong to resist, Yuan gritted his teeth and found fault.
Bai Yi walked and played with his clothes, "Because the winner of the binding kill must be me." β
At this time, Mo Chang, Changkong and Murong Xing also came over after resting, and followed them to the hall together. The two brothers and sisters of the Yuwen family whispered again.
"Sister, what do you mean that Hou Cong is not a bad person with empty eyes?" Changkong slept for a while, still haunted by that detail, how to figure out how it was wrong.
"Brother, that said, I don't want him to be like that."
"What kind of person is he, what do we have to do with him?" There was a faint uneasiness in the sky.
"You don't care." Bai Yi actually replied like this. Then, as at the beginning of the first day, they gently sat on the chair next to Hou Cong, and the two gods returned to the beginning.
It's not all like at the beginning, Hou Cong was full of joy and felt that victory was in sight. Especially after Yuan Youdugu finished instructing, Qingsong hurriedly ran out of the yard. The atmosphere in the whole room changed: Murong Xing already knew what was going to happen, and Mo Chang vaguely understood it, but he had more important things to think about; Changkong was a little restless.
As for the white clothes, no one knows what is on her mind. No one could have imagined her decision.
As twilight fell, dinner was served. Seven small sedan chairs stopped at the side door of the Hou Mansion, Qing Song was working, how to arrange the sedan chair man to rest, how to place the sedan chair should not affect the vehicles, especially the seven most beautiful girls in the sedan chair, how to let in first, took a break, inquired and understood that the side courtyard happened to be quiet, and he brought people over.
"What a despicable and shameless villain's idea came up with!" When Changkong saw all this, he uncharacteristically didn't say much, just thought in his heart. On the one hand, in order to maintain his image as a handsome and noble son in the eyes of the girls, on the other hand, he is not stupid, he remembers that he will always use the radical method against Hou Cong, and he can't be in a hurry at this time, hum.
Mo Chang nodded and admired slightly, "Oh, it turns out that this is Hou Cong's big move." He didn't say anything.
Hou Cong couldn't praise Qingsong's errand for doing a good job, and he brought 7 people to accompany him at once, so he could only keep quiet. Big hair, two hairs, and three hairs can't say anything, and it's inappropriate to comment on the girl and the master at the moment.
However, all the men present invariably paid attention to Bai Yi's reaction. Bai Yi turned his face sideways and looked at Hou Cong. Hou Cong's performance was as she expected: his eyes just swept the green pine, and he still returned to the book in his hand.
Said "I know, I don't care" this arrogant and casual posture.
"How many do you need?" Bai Yi said.
"What?" His voice trembled slightly, obviously he didn't expect Bai Yi to ask like this. As soon as these two words came out of Hou Cong's mouth, Changkong almost squirted out a sip of tea with joy, "Steady, steady, my sister is steady." My precious sister is still in battle mode," Changkong thought silently, rarely quiet.
Bai Yi stood up, walked to the girls in front of the hall, looked at them one by one, Hou Cong put down the book, endured not standing up, his eyes moved with her movements, this scenery is beautiful, but this scene is a bit weird.
"What do you see? What do you know? Hou Cong asked.
Bai Yi didn't look at him, his right hand gently brushed the girls' skirts, and his left hand stretched out two fingers to Hou Cong: "Two, how?" β
"What two? You tell me clearly? β
Qing Song watched the master being led by the rhythm of the white clothes, and hurriedly interjected, "Originally, I was going to bring a girl here, the proprietress of Zhijun Building, I heard that it was General Xiaohou who invited me, and sent seven for us to choose with great fanfare." Of course it's one, one, just one! Hahaha! What rules do the two become. β
Bai Yi finally stopped, "Of course it's two!" The eldest prince and I are playing binding and killing, and we will not leave an inch. Don't I have a say in this kind of thing? β
Does she have it? The referees looked at each other and seemed to have a hard time deciding.
Did this dead girl take the wrong medicine, and what kind of medicine did she sell in her gourd? Hou Cong pondered for a moment and thought that Bai Yi wanted to keep two more girls to hide the rope. He firmly and willfully believes that Bai Yi does not understand the affairs of men and women, and must think that he is chatting with beautiful women. Hmph, so naΓ―ve and naΓ―ve, you will definitely abandon the game at night!
Mo Chang spoke eloquently, "As a referee, I think the girl in white also has the right to speak. β
Bai Yi didn't wait for Hou Cong to speak, and stopped in front of a girl. The girl's name was Late Winter, medium height, narrow and round face, cold white complexion, crooked smiling eyes like the moon, and she was blessed with white clothes.
"Miss Xie's discernment." She said.
Hou Cong frowned, "Why did you choose for me?" β
The white clothes stopped in front of a girl again, her name was early autumn, she was bumpy and convex, her eyes were like a gossamer, and she was extremely enchanting. Seeing that Bai Yi had chosen herself, her sweet voice sounded, "Miss Xie Yuwen, the slave also likes you." β
The rest of the girls followed the sedan chair. Bai Yi took the hands of the two beauties on the left and the right and entered the room. "What is here, what is there, what is in the back room", Bai Yi introduced them one by one.
What about the stupidity that is said to be good? Why did white clothes change overnight? Crazy? Is it jealous? Hou Cong's head flew through a hundred possibilities. Murong Xing suspected that this idea was wrong at the moment, and in order to prevent the wrath of the thunder, it was better to withdraw first. He discussed with a few referees: "Anyway, it's late, let's follow yesterday's rules and serve 50 feet away." β
Changkong was the first to stand up, rubbing his little hands, "Go to the wing, go to the wing!" β
Hou Cong didn't say anything, and his ears were full of the sound of three girls' embroidered shoes walking back and forth in those rooms. The referees walked away.
They quickly quarreled in the wing room, "Of course you want to take a bath, but what about after that?" This is the voice of Murong Xing, who remains rational.
Dugu Zheng was already looking in the mirror, "After that, of course, I went upstairs to have fun." β
Murong Xing glared at him: "I haven't scolded you for giving that idea to your master, what upstairs are you going?" Not good, not good. β
Changkong hugged Murong Xing: "What's wrong?" Haven't we all made friends? You have to do something big together, so that you can show that you will be comrades-in-arms and brothers in the future! β
Yuan agreed with Murong Xing again: "But since it's a big event, it can't be a visit to the Qinglou together!" Otherwise, let's go to death row and get the heads of a few death row inmates. It's fun to die. β
Dugu was glancing at him, "Then it's better to go to the nearby village and steal chickens to eat." β
Mo Chang felt that the time had come: "These are not interesting. We want to do something that is exciting and interesting, but that no one suffers from it, but that benefits everyone. β
"What?" The remaining four looked at him in unison.
Mo Chang swept the edge of the kang with his hand and sat down, and said eloquently and full of temptation, "The celebrity in front of the emperor, Deputy Chief He, you know, right?" β
"Naturally, our family has not been in contact with him for a day." Duguzheng has already opened his baggage and looked for new clothes.
Mo Chang was still unhurried: "His favorite nephew, He Wen, is now in the household department, and he is the most powerful and powerful in front of the imperial grain comprador." Don't you know the biggest news on the street these days? He Wenxian bought a fist-sized night pearl from overseas, called Dragon Ball, and he really wanted to auction it. Famous businessmen, who doesn't go to join in the fun. β
Changkong seemed to have guessed Mo Chang's idea, but he didn't rush to say it - at the critical moment, he calmed down. He was calculating whether there was any conspiracy hidden if Mo Chang really said those words.
And Yuan was already anxious, "How are you going to wait?" Are you going to buy it? β
Mo Chang shook his head, when the lights were first on, his noble face from the royal bloodline was particularly gentle and good-looking, "Definitely." However, let's find a place to take a bath, and it's just the middle of the night. Why don't you go to the Howen Mansion and steal the Dragon Balls? β
Dugu was stunned: "It's fun, it's fun, it's exciting to think about, but, this doesn't seem to be a good thing, right?" β
Changkong already understood what Mo Chang was thinking, Mo Chang looked at his eyes, and knew that he had understood, and no longer continued to sell Guanzi: "Let's leave a letter and leave clues in the whole city, just play a game." At that time, no matter if He Wen finds it or not, we will send the Dragon Balls back on the day of the auction. Auction, the more lively the better, we are tantamount to shouting for him, what's wrong? β
Changkong thinks that instead of letting Mo Chang hold back, it is better to let him out and see what he wants to do. So, he was the first to agree, and jumped on the floor a few times to express his excitement.
"Okay." Murong Xing took charge of the three "Maos". The five referees agreed, and soon went out in the darkness of the night.
In the hall, Hou Cong faced the steaming bath bucket and the three girls who were like flowers and jade, and felt a chill. Bai Yi was still holding the hands of early autumn and late winter on the left and right, waiting to see him bathe.
"Yuwen Baiyi, what do you mean? Did I train you in vain? What about military discipline? What about respect for your boss? β
"Having fun binding and killing, isn't it military discipline? Isn't it just respect for you? β
Hou Cong was surprised to see that in the candlelight, on the delicate little face in white, the facial muscles were working awkwardly, making a "conspiracy laugh" like the sky. She's bad at learning. Because of playing binding and killing with herself, she ran out of the days when she didn't go out of the second door, and in less than two days, she learned badly!
Bai Yi let go of the hands of the two Oiran. In early autumn and late winter, I couldn't think so much, so I came to wait for Hou Cong to take off his clothes and socks. It's all a normal thing, but Bai Yi is watching intently.
"No! I can't lose. Hou Cong thought, "At least she won't dig the rope now." β
The white-clothed eyes were very different from last night, looking up and down Hou Cong's skin.
"Have you seen enough? Still satisfied? Hou Cong attacked.
Bai Yi accepted the verbal challenge: "The eldest prince always says that my brother is a monkey, but you are more anxious than anyone else." Why bother to call the girls during these three days, when you can't wait? β
"You're young, you don't understand."
Bai Yi learned from her brother, and at this time she had to control the rhythm of the arch fire, for example, she was about to speak to another person, she looked at the late winter, "Girl, even if I don't understand, does the eldest prince understand?" β
Late Winter smiled meekly, and had already sent Hou Cong slippery and slippery into the bathtub, "The female teacher invited by the eldest son when he was 16 years old is our master, called Danniang, and now he is back to his hometown of Xixue City, and the sons who have been taught by Master Danniang naturally understand." β
Bai Yi nodded, and asked something even more terrifying: "What does Danniang say about the eldest prince?" β
Before Hou Cong could think of how to interrupt this conversation, early autumn also spoke. "Master Danniang said that General Xiaohou has tenderness and bravery."
He naturally remembered Danniang, who was twenty-three years old in Chinese New Year's Eve, charming and lazy, and tender like water. When she left Datong, Hou Cong was 17 years old and rode a horse under the city to watch the car leave. It's also a little melancholy.
Late Winter happened to talk about that paragraph: "General Xiaohou is a kind and righteous person, and he said goodbye to our master at that time." As a result, everyone looked at him, there was no one else in his eyes, and the people around him were looking around him, chattering, and they were about to set up stalls, and he didn't realize it yet. The name of his big tung flower was called at that time, and the fact that he had a heart disease was also known to everyone at that time. β
What the?
The painting in Hou Cong's heart was shattered. He always thought that he was alone and one horse, bidding farewell to his old friend, but it turned out that there were many people watching the excitement next to him at that time? !
Bai Yi felt a bitter sense of satisfaction in his heart. That was his past, and she wanted to know more. What kind of person is he, bit by bit, she wants to understand and accept. She is a person who will eventually die, and she can't do anything, knowing that he has these pleasures in the red dust, which makes her have a slightly painful joy.
She really likes these two girls, and thinks it's good to be sisters for a while. I never imagined that there would be such a night and meet such a person.
This is what people call a good night, Bai Yi thought. The eldest prince's appearance of being teased by himself and having to endure it is really cute. "Ah," Bai Yi shouted in his heart, "I really want to see his face when he loses again!" β
With this in mind, she untied her clothes and decided to take a bath.