Ji Zhuo held the copper yuan between his fingers and handed it to him again.

Master Li was stunned for a moment, touched her cold gaze, remembered her cruel and treacherous methods, and finally stretched out his trembling hand with a face full of defeat.

In the end, it still matters.

When Master Li's hand was about to touch the copper yuan.

He suddenly withdrew the copper yuan back into his palm.

"I don't buy ......"

Master Li was stunned for a moment, and a strong ecstasy welled up in his heart, no need to sell it, great, the cash cow is still there, and the theater is still there.

He grinned as he was about to say something.

Ji Zhuo spoke.

She looked at the copper yuan in her palm, smiling playfully and wantonly.

"Didn't you say that the entire Suling is mine, in that case, why should I buy it, Yu Huahe Theater was originally my ......"

"Including this copper dollar, it's also my ......"

"Master Li, you say, aren't you?"

Master Li still stiffly maintained the posture of reaching out to receive the copper yuan.

But he left unscrupulously.

With Yu Hua.

There is also a theater that belongs to her.

"Dirt, bandits, ......"

After a long time, Master Li wailed, fell to the ground and wept bitterly, feeling that he was in pain all over his body.

The pain of the flesh when the money flies!

、、、、、、

"Where's my cousin?"

In Ji Zhuo's mansion, a young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes came to look for Ji Zhuo with a list of invitations to the banquet.

was stopped by his subordinates, and explained ambiguously.

"Ahem, Mr. Gong, the young marshal and Mr. Yu are busy, will you come back later?"

Gong Long: "......"

Rub, it's really done!

He looked up at the sky, it was evening, and there was no one in the afternoon, indicating that it had been ...... Bai Rixuan. Lewd.

Gong Long was embarrassed for a moment and had to leave.

is being complained about "white day propaganda. Lewd" is still lying.

"Beauty is really worthless......"

She held the copper yuan between her fingers, flipping it at random, and talking with a pair of people talking with a lazy expression.

Yu Hua almost came to his senses.

At this time, it was getting late, he gently pulled the brocade quilt to cover the ambiguous traces on his body, and lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What the young marshal said is that Yu Hua is indeed low."

The tone was very calm, with an unfinished hoarseness.

Ji Zhuo paused to play with Tong Yuan, suddenly bent his elbows and stood up, and looked back at Yu Hua, his eyes flickering slightly.

"Hands." She said.

Yu Hua raised his eyes and glanced at her, and reached out meekly, and there was still a red mark on his wrist from the hairband.

He placed the copper dollar in his hand in his palm.

"Theater, yours."

Yu Hua was puzzled at first, but soon seemed to understand again.

His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he lowered his eyes to look at the copper yuan in his palm, and the whole person looked well-behaved and docile.

"Young Marshal Xie."

Ji Zhuo looked at him lightly, completely possessing his good mood, inexplicably fainting a little, but I don't know why.

At this time, he is extremely docile.

It's really like a canary in captivity.

She frowned slightly, and suddenly she didn't know what to say, so she got up and got dressed, and prepared to leave here and return to her yard.

The thin curtain was lowered.

Yu Hua could vaguely see Xi Zhuo's figure through a layer of thin veil, he looked down at a copper dollar in his palm, and slowly retracted his hand.

He leaned over to scoop up the clothes that had been thrown under the bed.

When she was about to pick up her clothes, she suddenly found that they were covering something, a dagger, the one she had been playing with.

Yu Hua picked it up.

"Crunch."

Ji Zhuo opened the door and was about to go out.

Yu Hua opened her mouth, subconsciously wanting to stop her, but for some reason she didn't make a sound, and she left quickly.

He looked at the dagger in his hand.

The light of the knife surface can be recognized, the blade glows with cold light in the obscure and unknown light, just looking at the blade, it is a sharp weapon that sharpens iron like clay.

It's just that the handle of the knife is inlaid with many precious stones.

It's a bit bells and whistles.

It's more like a flashy collectible.

Yu Hua couldn't help but stretch out his finger and touch the blade.

"Hiss......"

He inhaled softly, withdrew his hand, lowered his eyes and looked at his fingertips, a wisp of blood flowed down, and it was really sharp.

Something that seems flashy.

In fact, it can also hurt people.

Yu Hua looked at it for a while, with an uncertain look in his eyes.

He wiped the little blood from his fingertips, calmly hid the dagger under the mattress in the corner of the bed, and dressed casually.

After bathing, he fell asleep calmly.

、、、、、、

Early the next morning.

Ji Zhuo didn't come to see him, someone in the house prepared a meal and sent it over, Yu Hua finished breakfast alone, and walked out of the small courtyard to breathe.

When I was in the theater.

Anyway, there is still a play to sing, and now, singing is also a one-man show, no one watches it, and there are still people waiting for life.

You don't have to do anything, it's cozy and boring.

Yu Hua wandered around the house at will, the house is very large, it is said to be the former site of a rich family in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and it is also a landmark building in Suling.

He vaguely remembered that when he came in, he saw a small pond and a pavilion, so he asked for a book from the next person, and wanted to go to the pavilion to pass the time.

When you come to the place.

only to find that there was someone in the pavilion.

In March, it is the season when the little lotus shows its sharp corners, and the spring breeze gently blows through the tender green lotus leaves, bringing a faint fragrance of lotus leaves, and gently rolling up the cheongsam corners of the people in the pavilion.

The bright spring light fell obliquely, illuminating her beautiful side face, and she smiled slightly, and her smile seemed to be warmer and brighter than the spring light.

A strange girl.

Yu Hua lowered her eyes and began to think about her identity and relationship with Ji Zhuo, but unfortunately his subordinates were sent away by him, otherwise they could still ask.

The girl in the cheongsam seemed to sense his arrival.

Slowly turned around, and was slightly stunned when he saw him.

A flash of amazement flashed in his eyes.

Then he smiled as gently as water, and walked out of the pavilion, as if he wanted to come over to Yu Hua to say hello.

Yu Hua frowned slightly, but he didn't see it.

He turned to leave, but was stopped.

"Wait!"

The girl had already walked in front of her, and Yu Hua found that she was a little tall, about the same height as him, but her cheeks were slightly red and her head was hanging down, and she wrung the handkerchief in her hand.

"Is this gentleman a guest at today's banquet?"

She asked in a low voice, like a young girl in spring, shy, like a lotus leaf slightly curling.

"Banquet?"

Yu Hua's focus is on this point.

The girl nodded and explained to him, "Today my cousin has hosted a banquet for some knowledgeable gentlemen from Suling......"

"Your cousin is a young marshal?"

The girl nodded, Yu Hua said, "Miss", and turned around again to leave, but she chased after her.

"Mr. hasn't answered the little girl's question yet, are you also a guest, right, you read poetry and books when you look at it, and you are very personable......"

"It's not."

"And who is that?"

Yu Hua frowned, a little impatient.

"Drama, Yu Hua."

The girl was stunned, her eyes widened, and as if she had seen a ghost, she took a few steps back, and pointed at Yu Hua in shock, shocked and curious, and a little embarrassed.

"So you're the one my cousin brought back and slept all afternoon!"

Yu Hua was even more shocked than her, looking at her with stunned eyes.

"You, you are ......"

Her voice just now was full of surprise, which was completely different from her previous voice, although it was not rough or unpleasant, but it ......

Definitely a man's voice!

"Girl", that is, Gong Long, Zhuo's cousin, suddenly realized something and quickly covered her mouth.

Oh no, die before you get out of the school.

I accidentally played with the rollover.