Yao Yuran stretched out his hand, took away the rag that blocked Zhao Hengzhi's mouth, and poured the chili water into Zhao Hengzhi's mouth alive.

"So spicy, so spicy, so spicy!!" Zhao Hengzhi was like a fire-breathing dragon, exhaling a breath, the whole person seemed to be smoking, and his face was as red as the braised pig's head.

"Quick, water!" Zhao Hengzhi was hot, and his throat was as uncomfortable as burning, but when he saw Yao Yuran's gloating appearance, it was impossible for him to help her get water.

"Please, help me untie it!" Zhao Hengzhi begged her for mercy pitifully, with tears rolling in his eyes.

Yao Yuran compassionately helped him untie the rope, and Zhao Hengzhi ran out of the house like a wild horse, ran to the big water tank in the backyard of the kitchen, gurgling, and drank all the water in the big water tank.

"Oh, no, my stomach is bursting!" As soon as Zhao Hengzhi finished drinking the water, the urge to urinate hit him instantly.

Yao Yuran closed the door and sat on the chair leisurely and "clicked" and gnawed on the apple.

This night, Zhao Hengzhi slept very unsteadily, and slept until midnight and got up to run the thatched house.

"Yao Yuran, Lao Tzu and you don't share the sky!" Zhao Hengzhi's tragic voice resounded in the night sky.

The next day, Zhao Hengzhi had two panda eyes, and he was very tired even opening his eyes this day because of his lack of sleep.

"Young master, your face is about to touch the porridge in the bowl!" Ah Da stood beside Zhao Hengzhi and reminded in a low voice.

When Zhao Hengzhi heard the voice, he suddenly woke up, and the shadow dominated by Yao Yuran's chili water was still vivid and could not be forgotten.

"Damn! If I don't drive her out of the Hou Ye's Mansion, I won't be called Zhao Hengzhi! Zhao Hengzhi clenched his fists and hammered it on the table.

"Young master, you've already said this one hundred and eighty times!" Ah Da tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Nowadays, the young master's words are very majestic, and even Ah Da thinks that their young lady is extremely smart and deeply favored by the Hou Ye and the Hou Ye Lady, and it is still unknown who will be driven out of the Hou Ye Mansion.

"How can this be, I ...... I don't believe in evil! Zhao Hengzhi was dumbfounded, his throat was injured by the chili water, and he couldn't speak smoothly.

At that time, Ah Da suddenly ran in from outside the door and said, "Young Master, Meng Gongzi and Fang Gongzi are here to see you." ”

Zhao Hengzhi's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, everyone gathered firewood and the flame was high, he couldn't subdue Yao Yuran alone, and others should have a way.

"Quick, invite them in!" Zhao Hengzhi beckoned.

Meng Yanqi and Fang Hongwei took steps and walked into the study.

"The two of you are here at the right time, help me come up with ideas!" Zhao Hengzhi's eyes rekindled a glimmer of hope.

However, Meng Yanqi shook his head and said, "Brother Zhao, yesterday we listened to Yu Langyan's injury testimonial, this Yao Yuran can't be provoked, can't be provoked!" ”

Meng Yanqi has read countless people, and he has never seen any woman, but only this Yao Yuran is so unique and full of tricks, he has seen it for the first time.

"What about Brother Fang?" Zhao Hengzhi looked at Fang Hongwei again, "Aren't you the one with the most ghost ideas?" ”

Fang Hongwei spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Brother Zhao, I think you should give up, this kind of woman, the farther away the better." ”

Zhao Hengzhi slapped the table angrily, and rushed angrily: "No, how can you forget it?" Last night, I was tied up by her and poured chili water......"

"Huh? Brother Zhao hit a wall again last night? Meng Yan looked at Zhao Hengzhi with a slightly sympathetic gaze.

"Isn't there a way at all?" Zhao Hengzhi pinned his hopes on them.

"She's really hard to do, I think Brother Zhao might as well bow down to her." Fang Hongwei patted Zhao Hengzhi on the shoulder.

Zhao Hengzhi didn't speak, but lowered his head and pondered.

"I thought of it! This trick definitely works! Suddenly, a smug smile appeared on Zhao Hengzhi's face.

In the hot summer, Yao Yuran sat in the gazebo, nibbling on a big watermelon.

"Ahh Yao Yuran sneezed suddenly, she has a special metaphysics, as long as she sneezes, it will be fine.

Yao Yuran's first thought was Zhao Hengzhi's face, apart from him, who would play tricks on her all day long, thinking about making her ugly......

As expected, she saw a familiar figure walking towards her on the path not far away.

knew that there was an enemy who wanted to trouble her, but Yao Yuran had no intention of retreating, she still buried her head in nibbling on her sweet watermelon.

"Lady~" Zhao Hengzhi approached her, sat on the stone chair next to Yao Yuran, picked up the watermelon with a big grin, opened his mouth to eat the melon.

Yao Yuran only felt that Zhao Hengzhi was tired, and he didn't know what tricks he was playing this time.

After a while, Zhao Hengzhi began to be a demon.

"Puff, puff—" He sprayed a mouth full of watermelon seeds onto the hem of Yao Yuran's skirt.

"Zhao Hengzhi, did you do it on purpose?" Yao Yuran's apricot eyes widened slightly, and she hurriedly wiped off the watermelon seeds stuck to her skirt with an embroidered handkerchief.

"I'm sorry, lady, it's not good for my husband." Zhao Hengzhi also reached out to help Yao Yuran pat off the seeds.

Yao Yuran glared angrily, she faintly felt that Zhao Hengzhi was weird, and she didn't know what kind of conspiracy she was playing.

"Lady, don't be angry, get out of the way for your husband." After Zhao Hengzhi finished saying with a hippie smile, he walked to the path next to him, and waved goodbye to her with a smile.

What kind of medicine is sold in this gourd? Yao Yuran was even more puzzled, no matter what tricks he made, who would be blocked by the soldiers, she didn't think much about it, but continued to hold the watermelon and nibble.

"Hiccup~" Yao Yuran burped, just eating watermelon was enough to fill his stomach.

She stretched on her stomach when an unidentified object fell from her.

"Huh? What is it? Xingyu picked up a ball of paper from the ground.

Yao Yuran took the paper ball, opened it and looked at it, only to see that the paper ball was full of crooked lines:

"Sister, sister, I love you, sing a love song to you.

Whether it is cold or warm, whether it is happy or worried.

Squatting in the pit also misses you, and sends you a love poem. "——Gift from my brother.

"Vomit-" The corners of Yao Yuran's mouth twitched, and his stomach turned over for a while, almost not spitting out the watermelon he had just eaten.

"Miss, this is a limerick!" Xing Yu's eyes bloomed with a hint of surprise, "I know, it's a love poem from the young master to the young lady!" ”

"Bullshit love poems!" Yao Yuran clenched the paper ball tightly.

This is clearly a trap deliberately set by Zhao Hengzhi, and this poem is obviously a time bomb, Zhao Hengzhi may detonate this bomb at any time and catch her off guard.

Rather than this, it is better to strike first. The corners of Yao Yuran's mouth rose slightly, thinking about it.

She went back to her room, closed the door, faced the bronze mirror, and applied jade jasmine powder to her face. Even her cherry mouth was smeared with a honey-like pale powder, and her originally ruddy little face was now pale and pale.

That's not all, Yao Yuran also diluted it with chili water and wiped it on the corners of her eyes, her eyes were so hot that tears couldn't stop sliding down.

Yao Yuran brewed his emotions and walked to the front hall.

Hou Ye and Mrs. Hou Ye were sitting in the front hall leisurely tasting tea, Yao Yuran seized the opportunity, burst into tears, and walked out.

"Woo woo woo - father, mother, Yu Ran has no face to continue to stay in the Hou Ye's mansion, Yu Ran invites himself to leave the court!" Yao Yuran cried miserably and knelt in front of Hou Ye and his wife.

When Hou Ye and Mrs. Hou Ye saw this, they were all at a loss, and they heard it in a fog, and they didn't know what grievances Yao Yuran had suffered.

"Yu Ran, don't cry, tell your mother quickly, what happened?" Mrs. Hou Ye hurriedly helped Yao Yuran up.

Yao Yuran wept as she trembled and took out a note from her arms.

Hou Ye took the note, opened it and looked at it, only to see unsightly words written on it.

"What is this? It's a poem that only a nasty person can compose! No, it's not poetry at all! Hou Ye pinched the paper ball in his hand, and his eyes were full of disdain.

"Father, this poem, my daughter-in-law didn't know why it would appear on me, but in the afternoon, my daughter-in-law was in the gazebo, and Hengzhi leaned ...... on me" Yao Yuran said, took out a handkerchief again, and wiped her tears silently.

"Bastard thing!" Hou Ye scolded angrily, turned his head to the servant, and said, "Laifu, go and call the second young master to me!" ”

After Zhao Hengzhi was called over, he saw that not only Lord Hou and Mrs. Hou were present, but even Yao Yuran was also on the side.

At this moment, Zhao Heng's heart was shocked, could it be that Yao Yuran took the lead in deceiving......

Before he had time to think about it, Hou Ye shouted, "You nasty embryo, kneel down for me!" ”

Zhao Hengzhi had to kneel down tremblingly, he quietly raised his eyes, glanced at Yao Yuran, and saw Yao Yuran secretly make a grimace at him, mocking him.

At that time, Zhao Hengzhi set his eyes on Hou Ye, and said puzzledly: "I don't know what mistake the child has made?" ”

Hou Ye threw the paper ball in his hand to his face, trembling with anger, and said, "Take a good look at the obscene poems you made yourself!" ”

Zhao Hengzhi opened the note, and sure enough, it was the limerick poem he secretly stuffed to Yao Yuran in the pavilion, in fact, he originally wanted to frame Yao Yuran, saying that she did not abide by women's morals and secretly flirted with other wild men.

"Father, this poem was not written by a child, and the handwriting on it was not written by a child." Zhao Hengzhi came up with this only statement that could be used as evidence.

Of course, the handwriting of this poem is not his, the inspiration for this poem is from Meng Yanqi, and the person who wrote the poem is Fang Hongwei.

"Hmph, with your mushy head, you can't write such rhyming poems." Hou Ye still knew very well how many drops of ink his son had in his stomach, and he said coldly: "Even if you didn't write it, you stuffed it to Yu Ran!" ”

"Ah-father, don't believe her nonsense, which wild man is she committing adultery with......" Zhao Hengzhi hurriedly defended himself.

"You bastard, you don't repent, you don't say anything, and you want to frame Yu Ran! You still don't apologize to Yu Ran! Hou Ye looked righteous and awe-inspiring, obviously standing on Yao Yuran's side.