As soon as Eighteen Niang entered the bamboo flute house, she felt an unusual atmosphere.

I saw that Beiliu, who had always been calm, was now pacing back and forth there, looking very nervous.

And Nanzhi looked even more eccentric, as if he was holding a breath in his heart, and when he saw Eighteen Niang coming in, he hurriedly ran up and shouted: "Little Niang, something is wrong." Xiping beat the county lord! ”

What?

Eighteen Niang pushed the door and looked, completely dumbfounded, things were not at all different from what she imagined. Before, when she saw the miserable wind and rain in the yard, she thought that Li Zijun had succeeded, but she didn't expect it to be such a scene.

I saw Li Zijun lying face down on the ground, forming a huge big character. Two bulging bags bulged out from the back of her head, and she didn't move, as if she were dead, she wore only a belly pocket, and the gauze was thrown over her body, covering her snow-white skin.

Xiping, on the other hand, sat next to her indifferently, holding an unsheathed sword in his hand.

"Dead? What's going on? Eighteen Niang saw that Li Ziqi was still lying down and sleeping, and a big stone in her heart fell to the ground.

Nanzhi was so surprised that she couldn't even close her mouth, "Little lady, how could we beat the county lord to death......"

said that her face was flushed, "It's just that she is too shameless...... That's her own brother, and she's ...... The slave really can't say it, it's too dirty. ”

Seeing that she couldn't tell her clearly, Xiping opened his mouth and said: "Not long after the little lady left, the county lord came, saying that there was something to discuss with the prince and drove Nanzhi out. I was in the courtyard at that time, and I remembered what the little lady said before leaving, and I felt that something was wrong, so I wanted to eavesdrop on whether she was going to sue the little lady...... Unexpectedly, I saw a disgusting scene. ”

"The county lord actually untied his clothes and wanted to go to his own son...... When the slave saw the anger coming from it, he didn't think about it, kicked the door open, and threw the sword in his hand...... That's what she did. Little lady, am I causing trouble for you? ”

As soon as Xiping finished speaking, he saw Li Zijun's hand move, as if he was going to cover his head, and he was about to wake up.

Eighteen Niang picked up Xiping's sword, smashed it again, and knocked her unconscious. Seeing the girls on the side, their eyes were round.

They were scared to death when they smashed it. Eighteen Niang is feeling unrelieved, and she will make up for it again! It's so justifiable......

Eighteen Niang pulled Xiping up, "Okay Xiping, you did a good job." Isn't it just a county lord, she will fight if she fights, and she still dares to make a noise. After a while, I sent her back, and I saw people along the way, and I said that the county lord was walking, and the gossip mirror on the door frame suddenly fell down and knocked her unconscious. ”

Is it a mirror on the door frame? That's how much you have to provoke the gods, and you will be smashed!

"Beiliu, you know Hongying next to the county lord, let her ears hear it, and say that there is a girl Liu in the west of the city, who is happy with her adoptive brother, because she is not married with the same surname, she was sunk in the pond."

Beiliu nodded seriously, "Little lady, we know." ”

Eighteen Niang looked at Li Zijun, who was disheveled on the ground, and was depressed.

She probably didn't know Li Ziqi's true identity, only that he was not related to her. Otherwise, she could have taken the fact that Li Ziqi was a descendant of King Tang and blackmailed him into success.

But she didn't.

Nanzhi stepped forward to dress Li Zijun, and then went to the courtyard to summon a few strong and loud rough envoys, let them carry them, and chose the place where there were many people, and went to Li Zijun's residence to sleep.

Along the way, no matter who asked, let the woman reply loudly, saying that the county lord saw the princess go out and asked her to bring pine nut candy, but when she passed by Hongyun Hall, she was smashed by the gossip mirror on the door frame.

The Hongyun Hall is on the side of Zhudiju, which is the library of the Zhenping Palace, but there is no one in this mansion who likes to read, and over time, this Hongyun Hall has become a decoration.

When Li Zijun woke up again, he found himself lying on the bed, happy and shy. Softly called: "Brother Ziji." ”

After speaking, I only felt a pain in the back of my head, and when I touched it with my hand, my head was wrapped in a cloth. Look around me again, it's empty, there's nothing. She remembered that she hadn't had time to do anything before she was knocked unconscious.

Hongying sighed beside the bed, "Little lady, it's time to wake up from the dream." ”

Li Zijun sat up suddenly, threw the quilt and pillow on the ground, and began to cry.

"Why is this happening, why is this happening? Obviously, I deliberately let my mother break away Shen Shibanniang, my brother has always restrained, this is the first time I have been drunk, and next time, I will never have a next time. ”

Li Zijun cried and cried, suddenly froze, and wiped his head with his sleeve indiscriminately, "I'm going to ask Shen Shibanniang, why did I go to the bamboo flute house to talk to my brother, but she wanted to beat me to the point that my head was bleeding, is this like a person who is a sister-in-law?" ”

Saying that, she put on her shoes and ran towards the bamboo flute house quickly, Hongying's heart was not good, the little lady probably didn't know yet, and the people in this house knew that she had encountered something unlucky.

Li Zijun walked quickly, and as soon as she walked not far away, Li Zifen, who lived next to her, covered her mouth and smiled: "I don't know what some people have done, even God can't stand it, and she fell off a gossip mirror and stunned her, if I were that person, I wouldn't go out for a year, so as not to pass on the bad luck to others." ”

Li Zijun turned his head sharply, "Who are you talking about?" What mirror? Who's unlucky? ”

Li Zifen is now a princess, and Ming'er is about to make peace with Tubo, where is she still afraid of Li Zijun?

"That's you, Li Zijun. When you are old, you are greedy and jealous, and you don't take care of yourself, to see how embarrassed you are. What are you doing in such a hurry, is it to pick up the mirror that smashed you, and offer it three sticks of incense a day, begging it not to smash you again next time, hahahaha, I can laugh at this for a year. ”

Li Zijun's face turned green with anger, and when he looked at the other servants not far away, he saw that she seemed to see a plague god, and he trembled with anger.

"Shen Ba Niang, you are too much!"

If the eighteenth mother is here, she will definitely have to go back, and if it is too much, and you are too much? are all blatantly coveting other people's husbands, and they don't want others to fight back a little? Is it not too much to give up? Where is this reason?

On the other side, Li Ziqi was still asleep, and Eighteen Niang twisted him, so painful that he immediately sat up, "It's time to drink sobering soup." ”

She looked at his face carefully, he didn't look particularly good-looking, he was worse than Shen Ze, and that Cui Shen Doctor Cui Min was also much better looking than him. But he is such a person, so able to attract bees and butterflies.

Li Ziqi was sleepy-eyed, drank the soup in one go, took Eighteen Niang's hand and said with a smile: "Eighteen Niang, I am finally not alone." ”

Eighteen Niang covered the quilt for him, walked to the desk, picked up the pen, wrote a letter, sealed it carefully, and covered it with fire paint.

"Beiliu, you send this letter to Lord Zhang Wentian of the Yushi Observatory, and say that he owes Shen Ba Niang, and it should be repaid."