It is really wine that intimidates people's courage, and evil is born on the side of the gall. When the drunk Qian Gongzi saw that Zhao Yanjiu had to be nosy, he immediately changed his anger and raised his fist to slam it at his handsome face.

Zhao Yanjiu's smile suddenly became cold, and when he saw that his fist was about to fall to the tip of his nose but did not dodge, Yige next to him trembled and exclaimed. The little guy at the door was blocked by Chang Huan, and when he saw his strong and sturdy body, he didn't dare to touch it, so he had to stretch his neck and look inside.

In the next moment, the fist wind swept past his ears and went straight over, and he saw that Zhao Yanjiu had already kicked Qian Gongzi's stomach, and he was a few inches away from the root of his life.

Qian Gongzi's blushing face distorted, several bruises broke out on his neck because of the pain, his lips trembled and he exhaled, holding his stomach with the pride of Fang Cai.

His eyes were glazed, and he was about to kick back, but he was hit by Zhao Yanjiu's elbow one step closer, and the others lost their balance and fell backwards again and again, just shaking the table and chairs on the side, and the teacup rolled diagonally to the ground, and the water spilled out.

The moonlight cast a silhouette on the plank, and the lake breeze slowly blew in. Beads of sweat slowly slid down the sideburns on his forehead, hanging on Zhao Yanjiu's tight jaw, and his thin lips were thin: "Young Master Qian, let's stop it." Do you know who else is coming to the boat tonight? ”

Qian Gongzi was taught a lesson by him, sobered up a little from drinking, gave birth to a sense of reason, straightened his waist and stopped his intention to make a move.

Yige immediately approached Zhao Yanjiu to see if he was injured. Zhao Yanjiu avoided his gaze awkwardly, and continued to say slowly: "It's a big fuss, Zhao doesn't care, but your father is used to bullying and dominating the market in business, if I sue him to investigate, I'm just afraid-" What will happen, he won't say anything.

"Do you think I'm going to be scared?" Qian Gongzi said this, but he secretly thought in his heart: Isn't the prefect Tong here? His father told him that he could mess around no matter how he was outside, and he didn't just go to the government.

He struggled in his heart for a while, and then said fiercely and timidly: "Hmph, the master will let you go tonight, but you have the surname Zhao remembered, and this account will be kept and calculated slowly!" ”

After speaking viciously, Qian Gongzi walked out of the hatch with his stomach covered.

The other painter was watching the excitement, and half of his body was lazily lying on the railing and jokingly asked him: "Yo, it's so loud!" Has Mr. Qian become a man? Why did it come out in such a short time? It's not that I've been drained on weekdays, hahahaha......"

"Nonsense!" The little guy argued angrily.

Qian Gongzi suffered a loss tonight, and his anger was all on the little guy, and he turned around and kicked him directly, and then sneered at the people on the painting boat, and left the shore with faster steps.

In the cabin of the painting boat, Yige's eyes turned softly, and he said softly: "You came by coincidence, I plan to throw myself into the lake later." ”

Zhao Yanjiu loosened his muscles and shook his shoulders, and said in a serious manner: "Being alive is more important than anything else!" With your name in Fengyue Tower, why did the old bustard still ask you to come out to take on this kind of work? ”

Yige smiled faintly, and his face was dyed with a layer of sad sorrow. "I'm the top brand of Fengyue Building, but I'm a plaything after all. My mother received three hundred taels of silver from my son, so I am actually quite valuable. ”

She turned her gaze, with some kind of expectation in her heart, and stared at Zhao Yanjiu with burning eyes: "Zhao Gongzi, you save people to the end, and send the Buddha to the West ...... I have already saved up the silver taels for redemption, I only need a word from you, would you like to take me back to the Zhao family? I don't want to be a wife, but I am willing to be a concubine. ”

Zhao Yanjiu was stunned on the spot, and his expression became panicked at a loss. Although he always knew Yige's thoughts about him, he always politely refused. Right now, Yige is going to have a showdown, just see how he can hide.

After thinking about it again and again, he forced himself to calm down but still stood with his hands in his hands, his fists hidden under his sleeves and slowly clenched, and the palms pinched by his fingertips turned white.

The tone was deliberate, but every word poked people's hearts: "Yige, if you want to leave Fengyue Tower, I can help you; If you want to find a good person to marry, I can help you too. Just because, I took you as a friend. ”

- He didn't mention that his status was not a good match, nor did he mention whether he was someone else who was happy, but he said that he regarded her as a friend. At this moment, Yige's heart was really like falling into an ice lake, cold and painful.

Somehow relieved herself, she endured the sadness in her eyes, held on to the last trace of pride on her face, and said with a smile: "You Zhao Gongzi made a friend of a famous man in Fengyue Building, and it is ridiculous to think about it." Sometime...... In the future, I can't be delusional. ”

In the end, it was self-deprecating.

Zhao Yan hardened his heart for a long time, and turned around and left the painting boat without saying a word. When he went out and walked a few steps away, he raised his hand and slapped him in the mouth in the dark: Call you too handsome! Pingbai got into a peach blossom debt.

Chang Huan behind him didn't say a word, in fact, he listened to it at the door quite sympatheticly.

When Zhao Yanjiu wanted to board the painting boat of the Tong Governor's Mansion again, he found that the boat had already floated to the middle of the lake. The boat pushes the waves, the waves are like brocade, and the breeze blows the shirt. He immediately collapsed and sighed helplessly.

The sparkling water waves reflected the clear moonlight and reflected on Yige's face. Zhao Yan was gone for a long time, she was still immersed in a daze, her expression was in a trance for a while, and for a moment she saw her eyes fluctuate slightly.

Yige slowly walked out of the hatch, but stopped at the railing and looked at the lake without moving. The subordinate of Fengyue Lou carried a sedan chair with a veil to pick her up on the shore, and when she saw that her expression was wrong, she called a few times in succession, and almost rushed to the painting boat in a hurry.

She said coldly: "Being alive is more important than anything else." Then, Lianbu stepped away lightly, changed into the gorgeous smile that was seen in the upstairs, and the emotion of heart-dead disappeared silently.

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Shen Xiao originally thought that eating a meal was a trivial matter, but he didn't know that Chang Xi and a few people in the mansion had been pampering him to drink. It's okay, it's just that Chang Xi drank a few more glasses of this girl happily, and directly pulled Shen Xiao over to whisper.

What do you say Shen Jiu, you have to boldly confess to Miss, the position of the little aunt of the Zhao family belongs to you.

Shen Xiao slapped her forehead away, only saying that she was purely nosy.

The group returned to Zhao's mansion after dark, and Shen Xiao found that Zhao Qingmiao was not at home. When he bumped into Steward Zhong in the corridor, he couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Zhong, where is Miss?" ”

Steward Zhong held a lantern in his hand, smiled and replied, "Miss shouted a sedan chair and went to Wang's house in the afternoon." At this time, it's time to finish eating and go home. ”

Shen Xiao nodded thoughtfully, borrowed Steward Zhong's lantern, and arched his hand: "Then I'll pick up Miss back." ”

Out of the gate of the Zhao Mansion, Shen Xiao walked faster and faster. The lantern was flickering, and the dim light was always cast at his feet, he didn't know what he was anxious about, but he didn't dare to delay for a moment, for fear that he would think crankily when he stopped, did Zhao Qingmiao have an accident......

It is said that Zhao Qingmiao woke up in the afternoon, and there was no longer Chang Xi, who was talkative, and Shen Jiu, who was silent, but there was a trace of discomfort. She thought about it, picked up a box of rheumatism-dispelling plasters, got on a sedan chair and went to Wang's house.