Speaking of which.

The man lifted a strange-shaped object and handed it to Yan Qing.

Yan Qing lowered his eyes and looked at the thing in his hand.

The man turned slightly to the side and spoke slowly.

"Wait until the night of marriage, put this thing in her pillow, and you can get her smoothly on the night of marriage, and she can't resist successfully."

Yan Qing hesitated slightly, clenching the things in his hand.

Dark eyes looked at the back of the man opposite.

"If I bully her like this, she will hate me."

When the man heard this, he scoffed.

"When preparing the golden cage, why don't you think about it, she will hate you, don't pretend, you just want to lock her up and possess her.

Could it be that you are really, can you be willing to wait until she realizes that she likes the national teacher, and then ignore you. ”

Shen Tang listened to the conversation between the two, his dark eyes confused.

Who is the 'she' that the two of them said in the dream, is this dream just a dream, or is it a foreknowledge?

She only knows the theoretical knowledge in the art of prediction, and she can't practice it at all, not to mention that she doesn't practice it at all, how can she dream of the scene of predicting the future.

Shen Tang thought about this and continued to follow the two.

Yan Qing and the figure gradually came to the backyard of the Hou Mansion.

The man was dressed in a long antique dress, and was clearly a woman.

Yan Qing stood beside the woman, his tone slightly deepened.

The dark ink eyes were a little dark.

"She may like me, and since I look similar to the national teacher, she will be more likely to have a good impression of me."

The woman sat down on the stone bench and touched her fingers to the tea cup on the stone table.

"Don't dream, she will at most treat you as a stand-in for the national teacher, how can she like you, let alone marry you willingly."

Yan Qing was silent, and his figure was faintly lonely.

Miss Shen approached Yan Qing to the side.

The white and tender slender hand poked Yan Qing slightly.

The dark eyes were full of curiosity.

"Who the hell are you talking about?"

Miss Shen's voice rang in her voice in confusion, and it sounded next to Yan Qing's ears in her dream.

Yan Qing looked sideways, but there was no one in front of him.

Slightly frowned.

"It's strange, no one spoke just now, why did you hear someone before you spoke to me."

Yan Qing muttered here, glancing around.

Next moment.

The picture in the dream in front of Shen Tang's eyes suddenly changed into a big wedding scene.

Yan Qing's face was very close to Shen Tang.

Shen Tang found that Yan Qing could see her now, and his eyes were slightly stunned.

Long.

Miss Shen looked down and was lying on the bed, and the young Yan Qing was wearing a groom's dress, the blood stained the groom's clothes, and his breathing disappeared.

Throw down the dagger.

Miss Shen Tang carried a handkerchief and wiped the blood from her face.

Indifferent eyes looked down at the young man in his dream.

[Tang Tang host, kill him what to do, isn't the host afraid of his pain]

Shen Tang threw away the veil stained with crimson blood.

The demeanor is casual and indifferent.

"The person he wants to control and calculate is me, he wants to lock me up, what if I kill him, and it's just a dream person, what does his pain have to do with me."

Listening to Shen Tang's voice, Shen Tang obviously didn't care about Yan Qing's voice, and thought that Tang Tang's host had repeated his dreams, and he was still ruthless to Yan Qing.

The system sighed slightly.

Shen Tang bent over.

The girl's happy clothes filled Yan Qing's body with red blood stains.

Looking down at Yan Qing's body.

Ground.

Yan Qing's figure suddenly appeared behind the girl.

Yan Qing grabbed the bride's waist.

The girl turned her head sideways and saw Yan Qing and the body on the bed.

The dark eyes were slightly stunned, overflowing with surprise.

Yan Qing's long finger shifted direction and hooked the end of the girl's hair.

Shen Tang's clear apricot round eyes looked at Yan Qing in his dream.

Yan Qing's young voice was slightly dyed with a shallow smile, and his tone was lazy.

"My wife won't think that it was my real body that was killed, and that woman gave me a prop that can be separated once."

Shen Tang listened to Yan Qing's voice and directly attacked Yan Qing.

I feel that this dream is outrageous.

Shen Tang's beautiful dark eyes showed a slightly irritated gaze.

Yan Qing was beaten violently by Shen Tang in his dream.

After suffering Shen Tang's critical blows again and again, Yan Qing's figure finally dissipated.

Qing Ri Mao.

Shen Tang saw the person in front of him clearly.

The national teacher leaned over, staring directly at the apprentice with peach blossom eyes.

Apprentice Shen Tang was lying on the couch on his side, his lazy and delicate eyes, and he noticed that the national teacher's expression was dangerous, as if something was strange.

Shen Tang stepped back and sat up slowly.

The water is like a star-dyed pupil, with a slightly tentative smile.

"Was it because I was drunk last night, did I provoke Master, why do I think Master seems to want to discipline me a little."

After speaking.

Miss Shen swished, and wanted to run out of bed quickly.

The national teacher's gaze followed Miss Shen closely.

Suddenly, he stretched out his long fingers with distinct bones and grabbed Miss Shen's white-skinned wrist.

The voice is hoarse.

"Shen Tang, I have to tell you one thing, you always get drunk and bully me, and don't treat me as a master."

Shen Tang's thoughts turned slightly, and his eyes were blank.

The national teacher's eyes showed that Miss Shen was approaching him.

Miss Shen's beautiful little face was curious.

"How did I bully Master, did I beat Master, or did I tease Master like a dog?"

The national teacher's earlobes spread a faint red, and the beautiful long eyes under the eyelashes did not dare to look at Miss Shen.

Snow-white robes stain the bed.

Gradually let go of her own Miss Shen.

"The apprentice is not only like this, but he has done some more excessive things, and the apprentice will drink less in the future, so as not to treat those people like this outside."

Hearing what the national teacher said again, Shen Tang covered the national teacher's slightly hot face with both hands.

Leaned forward and moved closer to her master.

The black eyes are shining.

"Master, I'm curious about what the drunken self is doing excessively, can Master finish it all, or can he directly restore the scene at that time?"

Miss Shen was visibly interested.

The posture of the national teacher Shang Li was slightly tense.

It's like a long, narrow eye with affection, looking at the girl's smiling eyes.

Shang Li recalled the drunken picture of the girl, and his eyes were dark.

"Apprentice. Yes. is like a merry boy who flirts with women from good families, bullying as a teacher, which is very bad. ”

The girl rubbed Shang Li's slightly red face and let go of Shang Li's cheeks.

Haobai's fingertips tapped the tips of the national teacher's ears.

The corners of his lips overflowed with a smile, full of interest.

"Since Master said so, then I want to know even more about what I look like when I am drunk.

Next time I tease again, Master remember to avoid me, or use force against me, Master is a person who knows martial arts, why let me be bullied when I get drunk. ”

When the girl said this, she found that her master looked stunned, like a silly white sweet who was easy to turn home.

Not from time to time.

Girl Yi. Appearance. Back to the appearance of the child.

Shen Gongzi held an oil-paper umbrella dyed by Yin Hong's paintings, and appeared near the location of the special auction for ordinary people to use magic weapons.

The sound of dripping rain spread all around.

Shen Gongzi's thin waist was tied with a mutton fat jade pendant, and his eyes were black camouflaged as foxes, and his eyes looked at the exquisite ancient style mansion.

The house doesn't look like a place to auction magic weapons, and not everyone in the world knows about it.

Shen Gongzi gradually stepped into the house.

The people in the mansion dressed like small maids, when they saw the boys and girls who entered the mansion, they immediately received them warmly.

Chang Shaoxia's eyes were gloomy, and he lowered his gaze, thinking about the missing Twilight Son.

Twilight was not found holding a red paper umbrella and appeared nearby.

Shen Gongzi glanced at Chang Shaoxia sideways.

Chang Shaoxia's heart was very chaotic, and the voice of the strategy system urging was ringing in his mind.

[The auction hasn't started yet, don't rush me]

The strategy system found that Chang Shaoxia was impatient, and he didn't want to pay attention to it.

[Doesn't the host want to be the new heroine anymore, not to mention that when all the tasks are over and the new heroine is in the position, whatever the host wants, the system can use the aura energy of the new heroine to let the host get privileges

The host wanted to kill the heroine so much back then and become the new heroine, but now it is necessary to give up halfway because of a man?

Chang Shaoxia was slightly depressed [will not give up halfway]

In the middle of the night, the sound of rain stopped.

Shen Gongzi sat in one place.

Staring at the window, looking out the window at the person in the clean courtyard, carrying a small hammer, presiding over the auction of magic weapons.

Chang Shaoxia sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, looking at the auctioneer describing the magic weapon.

Until the butterfly-shaped magic weapon that Chang Shaoxia wanted appeared.

Shen Gongzi faked the timbre of the teenager and sounded his voice.

One step ahead of Chang Shaoxia's auction.

Hearing the sound of Shen Gongzi's auction, Chang Shaoxia's eyes were stunned.

The next moment.

His eyes were beaming with joy as he looked nearby.

The open window reveals the handsome side face of the young Shen Gongzi.

Chang Shaoxia wanted to go to Shen Gongzi's side.

[Host, auction magic weapon, don't fall in love with the brain]

[I don't have a love brain, I don't like Twilight, he's just a strategy target]

The strategy system didn't want to refute Chang Shaoxia's inconsistent words, and his tone was sarcastic [Twilight Chen doesn't like the host, the host can't forget Twilight, it's stupid]

Shen Tang noticed that he was being stared at, looked sideways, and saw Chang Shaoxia, the person who wore the book.

Chang Shaoxia looked at Shen Gongzi's deep eyes, immediately turned around, and continued to auction.

Shen Gongzi's lazy voice sounded again.

Chang Shaoxia will increase the price, and Shen Tang will increase the price even more.

Half a day.

Others began to raise prices heavier.

Shen Gongzi didn't say anything for the time being, silently watching the auction between those people and Chang Shaoxia.

The figure of the national teacher came into the eyes of Shen Gongzi.

The national teacher sat down in front of Shen Gongzi, his long dark eyes staring at his little apprentice.

The little apprentice's face was disguised, and he saw the master's faint ink pupils.

The national teacher is like a jade bamboo's slender white hand, turning over the oil paper wrapped in honey crisp.

"This son named Twilight, do you want to eat honey crisp?"

Shen Gongzi noticed that the master's eyes were obviously unfamiliar, and he didn't know her.

Tilted his head and coughed slightly.

"I don't like to eat honey crisps, why did this boy ask this."

Next moment.

The national teacher moved.

"I just think that Twilight Chen's son is in harmony with his apprentice. Similar, maybe even the taste is the same, I like to eat honey crisp. ”

When Shen Gongzi heard this, he held the plain hand of the tea cup and paused slightly.

The master is not a portraitist, how can he see the bone physiognomy. Similarly, she obviously disguised her face, which was different from what she used to look like.

Master hadn't seen her disguise like this.

The national teacher's dark eyes were lazy, and he was slightly holding the sweet honey crisp.

The long finger lightly opened the window, and the figure sat aside.

The people in the courtyard couldn't see the national teacher in the side room, but could only see Shen Gongzi, who was pseudonym Duchen.

Shen Gongzi slowly tasted the warm peach blossom porridge, and the black fox stared at the little guy who stepped into the room.

The little guy whispered about the rules of the auction house.

Shen Gongzi bent his eyes slightly, listening to the voice of the little girl.

Until the little guy finished speaking, Shen Gongzi gave the little guy something.

The little guy was overjoyed in his eyes, and clutched the things that Shen Gongzi handed him.