Holding the quilt, Ziwei walked out of the dormitory, walked through the lotus pond, and walked briskly along the winding path paved with pebbles. [Biqu Ge free reading.>

After walking about half a pillar of incense, suddenly there was a lively sound in front, and I saw the people of Shuiyun Pavilion, all of whom were busy in and out with joy, looking like they were doing happy things, taking care of Shuiyun Pavilion.

Yi Fa stood in the middle of the courtyard and commanded his subordinates in an orderly manner: "Everyone be vigilant, tonight is the happy event of the son, everyone must give the son a joy, auspicious, who is not vigilant and makes a mistake, deal with it according to the rules of the hospital, and then complain that I am ruthless." ”

No one dared to slack off, and quickly cleaned the fallen leaves on the ground with a broom, and soon cleaned the ground.

Unconsciously how did she come here, and she also watched the excitement, which not only did not bring joy to Ziwei, but made her heart blocked. She wanted to be angry with these subordinates and tell them not to be busy, but these words were blocked in her throat and couldn't spit out, so she panicked in her heart.

Ziwei covered her figure, looked at the courtyard covered by green leaves, and thought of that cold handsome face. Her heart suddenly tightened, and she felt that there were a pair of big invisible hands, pinching her neck and making her breathless. My heart became more and more panicked.

A thought flashed in her mind, and a voice kept urging: Hurry up, this place is not suitable for long.

But somehow, her feet were like a thousand pounds of boulders pressing, she couldn't lift up, she couldn't take a step, she hid in the bushes like a thief, quietly observing the people coming in and out, I really wanted to find the familiar cold-faced god from the people in and out, and take advantage of the darkness to find out what the cold-faced god was doing? Why did he ask for a bed?

At this time, the sky was about to sink, Shuiyun Pavilion was shrouded in twilight, Ziwei leaned on a tree, and secretly looked at Shuiyun Pavilion, at this time, people were in and out very lively, and Shuiyun Pavilion, which was usually extremely deserted, was as joyful as a festival at this time, and everyone had a smile on their faces. Hanging on the eaves with a lamp in his hand.

The subordinates quietly discussed, and there were subordinates who were familiar with the inside story, and they added oil and vinegar to the son's bed, and described it in a colorful way, which opened the eyes of the subordinates in other courtyards, and was very shocked: Unexpectedly, the cold-hearted son also opened his mind, no longer with a straight face, ignoring the county lord, but reflecting the charm of a mature man, at the moment when the county lord encountered danger, he took the initiative to relieve the siege for the county lord, and after driving away the son outside, the son took the initiative to ask the prince Qi to arrange for tonight's bed.

This exciting news made the entire Shuiyun Pavilion the focus of the county lord's mansion, and the subordinates of the Shuiyun Pavilion all raised their eyebrows, raised their toes, walked with their heads up, and spoke loudly.

provoked the other yard people, and probed their brains one by one. Very envious, they also ran here to find out the news, inquire about the preferences of the county lord, and go back to the courtyard to plan for their master.

It is said that Yi played a key role in persuading Gongzi to reconcile with the county lord. At the same time, he helped Gongzi take care of related matters, and soon settled the matter of Shui Gongzi's bed.

The conversation of the subordinates scared Ziwei so much that she couldn't possess her body, and a deep voice came: "Childe sent someone to send a message back, go back to the house immediately, now hurry up and prepare hot water for Childe, relieve fatigue, after bathing and changing clothes, Childe goes to the county lord's bedroom to sleep, there can be no mistake, Childe is the first time to serve, you must be careful to wait, you can't be sloppy." ”

"Yes, Brother Yifa, I'll go to the bathroom right away to see if the hot water is ready. I'm going back to you. ”

A subordinate in a gray shirt came out of the archway, entered another door and disappeared, and Yi Fa continued to methodically instruct the other subordinates to do the task at hand.

Ziwei saw that Yi Fa was so busy that her front feet did not touch the ground, and she left happily, and the corners of her mouth cramped. I didn't stop the twitching for a long time, and my heartbeat intensified when I listened to the corner of the wall, and my heart was extremely burdened. It seems to feel the cold air of Shuiyun Pavilion rushing on his back.

She leaned against a big tree, a layer of helplessness welled up in her eyes, she didn't care about listening to the corner of the wall, tightened the quilt in her arms, crossed the Shuiyun Pavilion, and ran to Hunt Qi's yard in a panic.

The exquisite scenery around lost its charm of the past, and a voice urged: Hurry up, the water boy is about to return home, and he will go to the dormitory to sleep for the county lord immediately.

A pair of cold eyes stared at her and shivered. She couldn't breathe. It froze her like a thousand years of ice.

She tread on the quiet path, the soft clatter of the leaves under her feet, breaking the silence of the garden.

From a distance, I saw that the courtyard door of Jia Qi was half-hidden, and the flickering candlelight shone in the house.

The candlelight dispelled the gloom in her heart, and made her heart shine with a ray of light, and she was overjoyed, and immediately quickened her pace, and approached the door, and saw through the half-hidden door that there was a person in the room, dressed very elegantly, a pure white straight-collared robe, and sitting upright on the table with her back. With her back to crape myrtle.

Ziwei saw this familiar back, and her eyes flashed with dissatisfaction: he is good, Yun Qingfeng sits here drinking tea and reading books, and he doesn't care about the life or death of others, so he arranges Shui Zhihan into the dormitory, and in the middle of the night, the three men and widows are in the same room, and I don't know how he will get cold, which makes her uneasy.

Ziwei hugged the quilt, a pair of resentful eyes welled up with tears, tears swirled in the eyes and refused to fall, not wanting him to see her embarrassment, her eyelashes trembled, she couldn't help but sniff and swallow the tears raw.

"Who's out there? In. The warm voice came out of the house, burrowed into Ziwei's ears, and the footsteps seemed to have roots, but she didn't want to enter, she leaned against the door frame with her breath, holding the quilt, but she didn't want to go in.

After a moment of silence, the same gentle voice sounded in the room again: "Please come in if you have something." ”

There was still no movement, the people in the house were silent for a while, Ziwei heard the sound of putting the cup, and her heart was even more uncomfortable, people were blowing a cool breeze outside, and he was a good cat drinking tea in the house and enjoying it.

Who calculates this black-bellied man?

Today it is good to calculate on her head, see what you say, and confuse the past.

Ziwei was in a state of unease, and she was depressed while standing outside.

At this time, the door creaked, and a tall and straight figure shrouded in, in the twilight of the twilight, Ziwei stared at her eyes, and clearly saw the smiles in his eyes, these smiles were like a glimmer of light in the sky gathered together, spelling out the last light, drilling out of the scattered starry sky that gradually hung down the night, as if trying to clear the haze on her face.

He saw the resentful expression on Ziwei's face clearly, his eyes turned to the quilt in his arms, and his eyes were clear, and there seemed to be some joy.

He looked at the resentment that was gathering more and more in Ziwei's eyes, his big eyes were shining with stars, he was dressed in a cold moon, turned his back and refused to pay attention to him, leaving him with a back clothed in clear light.

Hunting Qi turned around, came to the front of her, chuckled, stretched out his finger and scratched her small nose: "The county lord enters the house." ”

Reaching out to take the quilt in her hand, pulling her little hand, the little hand was not strong, wanting to slip out of his palm, she turned her head, did not look at the enlarged handsome face in front of him, suppressed the grievance in her heart and ignored him.

Ziwei curled her mouth, looking like a little resentful woman, complaining that the black-hearted and black-hearted Hunt Qi pushed her into the fire pit, she didn't leave tonight, she didn't want to see the cold-faced god, this disaster was caused by him, it should be solved by him, she shouldn't be called in to make her deflated, if he insisted on going his own way, she would never forgive him for the rest of her life.

Ziwei's appearance at this time doesn't know how cute she is, and the appearance of a cowardly little heroine makes people feel pity, but she looks like she is so strong and refuses to admit defeat, her back is straight against the door frame, supporting her slightly swaying body.

Ling Jiaqi was very funny, Jiaqi looked at Ziwei very gently, held her little hand and didn't allow her to break free, Ziwei stepped on his footsteps and followed him behind him as his strength increased, and walked into the house.

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