In the study of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Wen Zhili sat behind the bookcase, his seemingly kind face looked gloomy, and he tapped his fingers on the bookcase, thinking of Ye Junjun, who was still alive, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, this scourge can't be kept!

He never expected that Ye Junjun would escape from death again and again like Xiao Qiang, a little girl who didn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the sky that he didn't look at in his eyes, was so difficult? So damn it even more! But who appeared out of thin air that night and saved her? Martial arts are so strong......

Thinking about it, Wen Zhili's face became more and more heavy, I don't know when his subordinates have had frequent accidents, although there are also scapegoats that he pushed out by himself when his strong man broke his wrist, and he himself often goes out of his way, what went wrong? It seems to be from ...... Wang Lian's two families were defeated, yes, it was from this time that Wang Lian's two families were uprooted, and then Wei Rong was exposed, and then lost Prime Minister Ma Cheng and Prime Minister Li Cheng, why is this like this?

Wen Zhili squinted slightly, and thought that all this started from Zhao Hengzhi, the son of Zhao Hou, who was appointed as the Jiupin Sesame Official of Mi County, and the Wang Lian family was uprooted because of Zhao Hengzhi! After making the Spiritual Fire Society, he broke off the business of buying and selling children, and God knows how heartbroken he is when he loves money as much as his life!

Zhao Hengzhi ...... What a Zhao Hengzhi! Wen Zhili murmured in a gloomy voice.

Now that he has found the source, he is not in a hurry, but Zhao Hengzhi is the son of the Hou Ye after all, and he can't move easily, and this matter has to be discussed in the long run. Yes, the news submitted by his subordinates once said that Ye Junjun was obsessed with Zhao Hengzhi, and now Ye Junjun's foothold is in Micheng County, aren't the two of them embarrassed? Thinking of this, Wen Zhili sneered, "Since you want to die, I don't mind serving it in one pot, it saves trouble, and let me think about it, what kind of death method can I choose for you?" ”

When Prime Minister Wen was viciously calculating the life and death of others, Su Yaya hugged the sleeping Zhao Nianheng and wept, this healthy and white chubby male doll, but he was sent to hell because of his own thoughts, one year, he only has one year, what if Wen Zhili is unwilling to give the antidote after a year......

"Wen Zhili, you old thief!" Su Yaya gritted her teeth, and for some reason suddenly remembered that Zhao Nianheng was running behind Yao Yuran when she was in Micheng County, and the cheerful and innocent Zhao Nianheng was now imprisoned in this cold prime minister's mansion by a poison, and she was sad for a while.

"Heng'er, it's my mother who is sorry for you, my mother shouldn't, shouldn't take you back to the Hou Mansion...... Otherwise, you won't be poisoned either. Su Yaya muttered, suddenly took a deep breath, and said firmly, "But don't worry, my mother will definitely find a way to cure your poison, the Remnant Heart Pill, the Remnant Heart Pill...... Don't be afraid, my mother will let you ...... Let you grow up as healthy as others! ”

The little head in the arms of "Mother ......" suddenly rubbed, and called wistfully, "Mother, Heng'er, Heng'er, Niang'......"

A man in black on the roof closed the uncovered tiles again, and after quietly getting up, a few ups and downs disappeared, leaving only the mother and son in the house to snuggle up to each other.

This night's Micheng County Ya is very lively, and today is Zhao Hengzhi's birthday.

“hay

birthdaytoyou,haybirthdaytoyou,haybirthdaytoyou,haybirthdaytoyou,haybirthdaytoyou......"

Of course, such a pure English birthday song did not exist in ancient times. It should have been a birthday song like a heavenly sound, but under Yao Yuran's unremitting teaching to everyone, it became gorgeously, "Hey Pi, Bo Si...... Spit again, hey skin, Bosted...... Spit again, hey skin, Bosted...... Tufu Junjun, Zhao Heng's elder brother, county master...... Hey Pi, Bostal...... Spit and ......"

Although Yao Yuran wanted to turn the tide with his own strength, he had no choice but to go with the flow, and then he had to accept Ye Junjun's torture from the soul thousands of times, "Why do you want to Tuheng's brother?" Everyone was also puzzled.

"This is not the other to vomit." Yao Yuran painstakingly popularized the knowledge of the 21st world, "This to give means, you know?" It means wishing your husband a happy birthday! ”

Curious baby Ye Junjun asked again, "Didn't you give it?" Why did you wish Hengzhi's brother a happy birthday again? ”

Yao Yuran fell down, and Zhao Hengzhi, who was so moved that he had a handful of snot and tears, hurriedly wiped his tears and stepped forward to debut, "No matter which to this to is, it is the love of the kissing lady to me, so it's good that I know it myself!" Come, kiss the lady and let's continue. After that, he shook the crown on his head, as a proof that Yao Yuran's love for him was as deep as the sea.

Look, don't look at her all day long and bullying me with two tireless iron fists, but I am still a noble and unsurpassed king in her heart! Zhao Hengzhi was self-absorbed proudly.

"Okay, it's time to make a wish!" Yao Yuran dragged Zhao Hengzhi back to the cake with colorful candles, the colors all depend on the vegetables in the vegetable garden, and the proposed cake surface is painted with a huge and friendless cute pig, and two big red candles are just inserted on the pig's nose, so it's not funny, "Husband, clench your hands into fists, close your eyes, you can make three wishes." ”

Looking at Yao Yuran, who was smiling like a flower behind the candlelight, Zhao Hengzhi smiled warmly, closed his eyes and meditated in his heart according to his words, no one knew that his three wishes were all for her.

"Okay, open your eyes and blow out the candles!" At this time, Yao Yuran naughtily blew out the candle first, and then leaned into Zhao Hengzhi's ear and threatened, "Tell me what wish you made at night." ”

Zhao Hengzhi said sternly, "Kiss the lady, the wish is not allowed to be said, for the husband can look forward to this wish to come true as soon as possible......" to someone's cannibalistic gaze, he was not confident enough, and bowed down and made a small way, "Since the kissing lady wants to know, it is incumbent on the husband, men, it is nothing more than left and right...... Embrace. A lump of sweet and greasy cake decisively covered his mouth, as if he was avenging the egg of the previous day.

Yao Yuran raised her eyebrows, the woman took revenge, and she didn't play at any time.

Somehow, Ye Junjun and the others, who had eaten the cake for the first time, shouted that it was delicious, but after that, ...... How did this happen? These ancients, who should have been stubborn and stubborn, actually started a cake war without a teacher!

Yao Yuran's heart hurt beyond measure, she hadn't eaten cake for a long time, and she was planning to feast on it today, but, ...... Her dear ancients left her only the corpse of the cake hanging on the ground, on the wall, and in the mirror!

After making a fuss, Yao Yuran asked Zhao Hengzhi to go back to the house to change clothes, and she went to the kitchen by herself.

Zhao Heng, who was comfortable physically and mentally, saw the steaming longevity noodles on the table at a glance, with a pot of wine and two wine cups on the side, his eyes were red, and his heart was in a mess.

He is famous for his prodigality, after having a mature and stable son, even if he does not hate it, he is out of sight, and Mrs. Hou is disappointed in him, and she probably treats him as an abandoned child, and the people who accompany him every year are only a few people who accompany him on his birthday, but what kind of birthday is it that is drunk and dreaming of death?

It's been many years, not to mention that it's a good birthday, even a simple bowl of longevity noodles has no one to cook for him, and now......

"Why do you look stupid?" Yao Yuran came in from outside the house, and couldn't help but drag Zhao Hengzhi, who looked like joy and sadness, to sit down, for some reason he was so distressed, he couldn't laugh and scold like in the past, but he tried to soften his voice and said, "Eat quickly, you didn't eat well just now, longevity noodles, I look forward to your long life." ”

Looking at the rare and gentle person in front of him, Zhao Hengzhi came back to his senses, obediently picked up the chopsticks, and dragged the noodles of the chopsticks solidly, but handed them to Yao Yuran's mouth, a pair of eyes were clear and bright, and said seriously, "You have worked hard, you must be hungry, you should eat the first bite." ”

Yao Yuran is not a hypocritical person, not to mention that she is not a canteen aunt with trembling hands, a bowl of noodles with a solid and conscience, it is more than enough to eat two people, and immediately the lion opened his mouth as if he wanted to even get chopsticks involved, and when he was fighting with the old elder's longevity noodles, he heard him say, "I don't want to live a hundred years old, and I don't want eight thousand years, we are one and a half, right?" You're fifty, I'm fifty, you're with me, I'm with you. ”

Yao Yuran choked up for a moment, speechless.

A bowl of noodles, a pot of wine, just when you feed me, I feed you in the glorious disc light pot.

If the wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk, Zhao Hengzhi looked at the person in front of him dimly, and suddenly smiled, as if he was laughing at himself, and seemed to be serious, "Actually, in fact, I am not afraid of things...... Don't help Ye Junjun...... I'm afraid, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you...... And the Hou Mansion, they treat me badly...... But the Hou Mansion raised me, I can't ......"

Yao Yuran was stunned in her heart, her mood was indescribable for a while, she thought of thousands of reasons, but she didn't expect Zhao Hengzhi to be ...... For her.

Zhao Hengzhi, who was drunk, didn't know at all, he just wanted to spit out the wine, "I know that kissing the lady is very powerful, very powerful...... But Wen Zhili is the old thief...... It's not something that can be dealt with with by being powerful...... What would I do if something happened to you? ”

"It's okay to be a nest, it's okay...... Anyway, everyone in the capital knows that the second son of the Hou Mansion is a gentleman who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it, hehe, he is a gentleman...... I wouldn't, shouldn't be, really...... I don't want to......"

"Lady, will you forgive me?"

"I know I'm not good...... No learning, no skills

…… Gentlemanly ...... I don't like the embroidered pillow, but, lady, I will, I will be good to you......"

Yao Yuran looked at Zhao Hengzhi, who was drunk in his arms and didn't know whether he was talking nonsense or telling the truth, and wiped the wetness from the corners of his eyes with his bare hands, and sighed secretly. He shouldn't have hurt Zhongyong, he should have entered the house with unlimited scenery, he should have ridden a horse and leaned on the bridge full of red sleeves, maybe under the operation of Mrs. Hou, he would justifiably become the prince of the Hou Mansion, and then logically attack the lord, and become a character who will tremble when he stomps his feet in the capital, why bother to come to this rice city where birds don't to suffer?

"Of course I don't forgive you, you don't have a word of truth."

"If you don't want to live a long life, you don't want to be 100 years old, you are fifty and I am fifty, as long as you can stand the fists of your aunt and grandmother!"

(End of chapter)

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