Although he didn't witness the ugliness of a pair of children, Qi Xigong still sniffed something out of their flustered eyes. So, he scolded sharply: "Between brothers and sisters, you must also avoid suspicion! Zhu'er, from now on, you are not allowed to step into your sister's room, otherwise, your dog's legs will be discounted!"

It's good now, the disease, of course, can't be quenched, and the thirst can't be quenched. Zhu'er and Wen Jiang, two brothers and sisters, Mandarin Ducks, were beaten by their father with a stick and became East Flying Bolau and West Feiyan.

A few days later, this caring old man was afraid that his precious son would be sick, so he married him a three-room wife in one go. Of course, they are all little wives! Because, as a dignified prince of Qi, the wife of Zhu'er can only be Wang Ji and Zhou Wang Ji!

Zhu'er has Wen Jiang in his heart, of course. However, it seems that it has not yet reached the point where you will not marry. Since my sister can't get started for a while, and there are three little wives around her, Zhu'er is happy to enjoy it, and for the time being, she will leave her good sister behind and concentrate on the three little wives.

Wen Jiang, who was in love for the first time, couldn't bear the loneliness of the boudoir, and missed his lover brother more and more. However, the ruthless brother had already left himself in the Pacific Ocean, and refused to step into his boudoir again. This is exactly the king living at the head of the Qi house, the concubine living at the end of the Qi house, thinking about the king every day and not seeing the king, and drinking the water of the house with you!

Acacia can make people old and sick. Wen Jiang, who was already lingering on the sickbed, turned a thousand times in his heart, and was lovesick for thousands of knots, but he could only know that he had his own suffering, how dare he show half a point in front of others! Lovesickness, worry, depression, coupled with unspeakable and unspeakable suffering, Wen Jiang's illness became more and more serious!

Seeing that Wen Jiang, who was soft and broken, was about to die of a spring injury, Zhu'er had not yet appeared. It would not be a good thing if Wen Jiang really died like this, because it would save a lot of people, save a lot of lives, and have a reputation! Although, we will lose a story.

However, Wen Jiang did not die. Because, the savior is coming! This savior is not Zhu'er, but a woman, the kind who specializes in protecting people's media. The matchmaker brought a piece of news to Wen Jiang, a piece of good news: Wen Jiang, there is a mother-in-law!

Wen Jiang's future husband is Lu Huangong, the monarch of Lu State. Duke Huan is not only the king of a country, but also suave, and his demeanor is not lost to the ruthless lover brother, Zhu'er.

Wen Jiang has Zhu'er in his heart, of course. However, it doesn't seem to have reached the point where you don't marry. Therefore, when he heard the good news that he had a famous flower, Wen Jiang's heart was full of joy, and he was sick and suddenly recovered.

Wen Jiang's illness was cured, but Zhu'er began to get sick, lovesickness and pink eye. The most beautiful and most beautiful flower in his own house is about to be taken by an outsider, although he is close to the water, but he has not been able to get the moon for a long time, and Zhu'er is very depressed. So, he decided that this time, he must get his lover sister in his hands.

Zhu'er's method is very earthy, but it works very well: write poems, write love poems!

After the love poem was written, Zhu'er put it in a bouquet of roses, and then sent a palace maid to give it to Wen Jiang.

The things sent by his lover's brother, Wen Jiang liked it very much, and admired it over and over again. Naturally, she saw the poem, the love poem: "The peach is dying, shimmering in its glory." It's a pity, it's a pity!" is such a nondescript love poem, it actually moved Wen Jiang to tears. Of course, Wen Jiang can see the provocative meaning in the poem very clearly.

Trying to suppress the pounding heart, Wen Jiang stretched out his slender jade fingers, spread out Xue Tao's note, took out the Duanzhou inkstone, picked up the Huzhou pen, brushed and brushed, and gave Cao Zhi without adding a little bit to the text, oh, no, I gave Zhu'er a poem back, a love poem: "The peach is dying, scorching its Ying." If you don't fold now, how can you come to spring?

Receiving a reply from her lover's sister, Zhu'er jumped up happily. Because, that layer of window paper has finally been pierced! Now, as long as he has the opportunity, he can drive straight into the Yellow Dragon and smash it straight to the Yellow Dragon!

Of course, this requires chance. After all, they are brother and sister, and if the matter leaks out, maybe, someone else's spit star will be able to drown their brother and sister, no, it should be said that they are a dewy couple and drown them several times.

Opportunities are not waiting for them, but are actively designed and fought for. Now, the first opportunity that Zhu'er wants to fight for is to send his relatives!