If you didn't like it, how could you be so angry when you saw that woman trying to rub it on Li Ruiqing?

"That?" Zhao Xiangling was still smiling, "If my brother dares to pull and pull with the girl in the Qinglou, I may just beat her with a fist." ”

"I remember you once said that you don't hate the girl in the Qinglou."

"That's not annoying." Zhao Xiangling took a sip of wine, "If my brother finds a girl in the Qinglou to be his sister-in-law, I will still be very uncomfortable." ”

"You're a double standard." Sun Wunian smiled.

"Double standard is double standard." Zhao Xiangling didn't care, "I'm not a good person in the first place, and it's not a bad thing for me to be double standard." ”

For her, liking is liking, disliking is disliking, is it difficult to pretend to like it?

She couldn't do it, and she didn't bother to pretend.

Sun Wunian lowered his head, suddenly laughed, and said in a low voice: "It's good if you don't like him." ”

"Huh?" Zhao Xiangling only heard a dislike clearly, and raised his head, "You won't reason with me again, right?" Don't be, the old man on the right side of the prime minister yesterday talked to me for a long time, don't say it, if you dare to say it, I'll beat you. ”

Sun Wunian smiled and held up a pill: "Do you think I'm a nagging person like that?" ”

"Not really." Zhao Xiangling stood up and took a plate of crispy meat in the distance, and said with a smile, "Tell me about your recent compilation of "Persona in the South"? How have you been writing lately? ”

When it came to the book he was compiling, Sun Wunian was very interested, and talked a lot with Zhao Xiangling, and even when someone knocked on the door outside, he almost didn't hear it.

"Girl!" It wasn't until someone shouted outside that Zhao Xiangling and Sun Wunian raised their faces.

They glanced at each other, Zhao Xiangling turned to the back of the screen and put on his mask, while Sun Wunian opened the door and asked softly, "Are you?" ”

Standing outside the door was a brightly dressed woman. The smell of fat powder on her body was not strong, but Sun Wunian and Zhao Xiangling came out of Manchun Building, and they still remembered the smell there clearly, so they knew that this person ran out of Manchun Garden.

Immediately, he raised his guard, and watched the woman's look become more and more obvious.

The woman stomped her feet and said hurriedly: "Childe, was there a girl here before, she is still not there, can you let me meet her?" ”

"There are no such people here, you are on the wrong track." Sun Wunian said. He was dressed in black, and his face became colder and colder, and his gaze at the woman was slightly unkind.

After speaking, Sun Wunian closed the door and was about to drive her out.

And the woman's eyes were about to burst into tears.

At the moment when Sun Wunian closed the door, Zhao Xiangling jumped out, pulled the woman into the house, and pulled her into the house.

"To zero!" Sun Wunian disagreed with Zhao Xiangling's approach.

It was clear that this person was in trouble, and it was never a good thing to keep her down now.

Zhao Xiangling smiled at him: "Wu Nian, I know this person, let her in." ”

Before she finished speaking, the woman knelt down with Zhao Xiangling's clothes and cried, "Girl, save me." ”

Sun Wunian's brows furrowed more and more.

"He's looking for you?" Zhao Xiangling asked, and sure enough, he was familiar with this woman.

The woman nodded again and again: "I really have no choice, I can only ask people along the road to find you, girl, please save me, his sedan chair is on the way, I really have no choice." ”

Sun Wunian was confused and looked at Zhao Xiangling. Zhao Xiangling tilted his head and explained: "This is also a girl in Manchun Garden, who was taken by Wang Qi and wanted to accept her as the seventeenth concubine. ”

"Wang Yao, the seventh grandson of Wang Youxiang?" Sun Wunian has heard of this person.

In the capital, this person can be regarded as a soil overlord, relying on his grandfather to be the elder of the dynasty, he can do whatever he wants, and even the right minister Wang San can't control him.

"It's not him!" Zhao Xiangling snorted, "I want to see what Wang Yao is using to rob people from me." ”

"To zero." Sun Wunian lowered his voice, "How did you know her, I think there is something else going on in this matter." ”

Zhao Xiangling also lowered his voice and approached him, but his eyes looked at the woman who was trembling with fright: "Don't worry, I have ordered someone to check, and I have tried it myself, there is no big problem." ”

Sun Wunian was still not at ease, but the sound of footsteps outside sounded, and he couldn't help but doubt it anymore.

Pushing the woman behind the screen and hiding her head, Zhao Xiangling pulled Sun Wunian to sit down, and the two poured wine and drank each other, pretending that nothing had happened.

Then the door was kicked open and slammed to the ground with a clatter, dust kicked up, and the carpet was pressed into a deep mark.

A man of about twenty-five or sixteen years old, who looked graceful but couldn't suppress his gloom between his eyebrows, stepped on the wooden door that was kicked down, and shouted: "Where is the moon invitation, tell her to come out for Lao Tzu!" ”

He was followed by four or five attendants, who were blocked by Pingyang alone, and he couldn't get over at all. Sun Wunian got up and paced, walked in front of Wang Yao, and said with a faint smile: "Wang Qi, your book is really in vain." ”

Wang Yao studied in Guozijian and has not graduated so far, so he still has to call Mr. Sun Wunian.

But he didn't, his eyes were completely on Zhao Xiangling's body.

Sitting on the seat, Zhao Xiangling did not get up. She carried a wine jug in her left hand, her green clothes were draped, her skin was the color of the moon, and her face was covered with a silver mask, revealing only her red lips slightly open. Flipping his hand, the blue wine poured into his mouth.

With an extraordinary bearing and a chic posture, looking at Wang Yao's eyes like two pills soaked in a wine spring, made him a little dizzy.

He tried to hold on to the attendants beside him, but found that there was no one beside him. The people he brought with him were all stopped outside.

"Beauty, beauty......" Wang Yao looked straight.

He habitually stepped forward, but was stopped by Sun Wunian: "Wang Yao, don't lose your sense of proportion." ”

Wang Yao is a guy who can't walk when he sees a beauty, where can he stop him, Sun Wunian has long forgotten the sage book to the clouds, and in his heart, there is only the Tsing Yi in front of him.

He took out the folding fan in his arms, posed in what he thought was the most elegant, and smiled gently: "This girl, I am the seventh grandson of the current right minister, Wang Yao and Wang Zhiyuan, I don't know the girl's name." ”

Zhao Xiangling raised his eyes, saw that others looked like dogs, and chuckled: "It turned out to be Wang Qiye, the people's daughter has heard of it for a long time, and she has admired it for a long time." ”

As soon as he heard that there was a play, Wang Yao's gentle and elegant face was almost unbearable, he looked at Zhao Xiangling from head to toe, and admired in his heart, he was really a natural stunner.

Putting away the fan, Wang Yao bowed his head: "I don't know what kind of name the girl has heard of me, I ......"

"Oh." Zhao Xiangling, "It's nothing, it's just that you want to recruit the seventeenth concubine, I heard that there was a commotion in the capital, and I haven't had time to congratulate the seventh prince yet." ”

She got up and took a step forward, Ying Ying bowed, and said with a smile: "The folk girl is here to congratulate Wang Qiye." ”

Wang Yao's face stiffened, and then turned red, looking at Zhao Xiangling's slender neck, and standing on tiptoe to look inside, but Sun Wunian blocked his vision again.

He finally had someone else in his eyes: "Sun Siye, what are you doing!" Wang Yao stared at Sun Wunian, remembering that this woman had originally dined with Sun Wunian.

Could it be his woman? That's a bit of a hassle.