"What are you going to do? I admit that if you win, it's not okay, it's just a pearl, so you won't kill people! ”

Zhang Pingyang's face stiffened and he raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender.

The young man from southern Xinjiang on the side saw her move, his eyes lit up, he moved his chained hands slightly, and looked at the arrow in Jiang Fu's hand with great anticipation.

Jiang Fu hooked the corners of his mouth, his fingers loosened, and the second arrow flew out with the momentum of thunder, hitting the crown of hair on Zhang Pingyang's head.

With a "bell", Yang Pingyang's red crown of hair fell off and fell into the lake after rolling twice on the deck.

A trace of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the young man in southern Xinjiang, and he lowered his head very aggrievedly.

"Zhang Dagongzi said let me shoot four arrows, where do you think I can shoot the next two arrows?"

Jiang Fu put away the bow and backhanded, and looked at Zhang Pingyang with a smile, Zhang Pingyang, who had her back to the sun and her hair scattered, looked at her smiling face, and she actually saw God like this.

Zhang Songying couldn't stand his brother's stupid appearance, so he threw the apple in his hand at him.

"What's the wait, I'm willing to lose the bet, hurry up and give people to Fufu, be careful that she can't wait for a while, shoot your head off."

Zhang Pingyang came back to his senses after being smashed by the apple, and let out a "oh, oh" twice, and asked the guards to hand over the key to the slave chains in southern Xinjiang to Jiang Fu.

Jiang Fu took the key and threw it to my aunt.

"Take it down and wash it well, adjust the rules and bring it to me again."

After speaking, he went back to the cabin with Zhang Songying to drink tea, as if this hard-won slave was not worth her more looks.

The young man from southern Xinjiang followed behind my aunt, and when he passed by the cabin, he reluctantly looked at Jiang Fu, his eyes were like a fledgling that had just imprinted his mother.

My Fair Lady snapped her fingers in front of him and warned:

"You can't look directly at Miss, lower your head and follow me, if you offend Miss, be careful that she doesn't want you."

As if stung by the words "I don't want you", the young man shrunk his shoulders and lowered his head, his expression uneasy.

Even when Zhang Pingyang threw him into the water just now, my fair lady didn't see him like this, her own young lady didn't look like picking up a slave, but like picking up a little wolf cub who would recognize the owner.

Zhang Pingyang pulled his little girl's belt and tied it on his head, tied up his hair, and cheekily followed the two girls into the cabin, sitting opposite and watching the two of them drink tea.

"I didn't see that Sister Jiang still has a bodhisattva heart."

When I didn't look down on others, I called them Miss Jiang, but now I am interested and I call them Sister Jiang, this scumbag.

Jiang Fuhu sneered suspiciously at the meaning of his words, trying to tell if he was connotating himself.

Jiang Guangyao, the living king of Hell can raise a bodhisattva heart, if this child doesn't have his own connotation, then his brain is probably not very good.

She turned the cup in her hand and explained in a rare good mood:

"Your slave is a good worker, it's a pity to die, I can still run errands with me, it's not much more useful than raising a dog."

When Jiang Fu said this, she was light, she didn't have any emotion, she didn't belittle others, she didn't belittle others and elevate her own taste, she just stated the facts naturally.

In Zhang Pingyang's eyes, her words carry a charm of disregard for life.

Ahh

Pink bubbles appeared on the top of Zhang Pingyang's head, and Jiang Fu was covered with goosebumps by his fleshy eyes.

She touched her arm and leaned closer to Zhang Songying, feeling that she couldn't stay in this place, Zhang Songying and his brother didn't look right.

Look at yourself like a dog that sees bones, what if rabies bites you after a while?

Jiang Fu directly asked Zhang Songying to pull aside and let himself down, the boat quickly landed, Jiang Fu said goodbye to Zhang Songying and left with the people in a hurry.

Zhang Songying hadn't had enough fun, so she sent Jiang Fu away and asked the boatman to row back again.

Zhang Pingyang sat dogged in the cabin and poured Zhang Songying a cup of tea.

"Good sister, you can help my brother pull a string and fulfill my marriage with Sister Jiang."

Zhang Songying didn't swallow a mouthful of tea in her mouth, and sprayed Zhang Pingyang's face with a "poof".

"What? Do you have a crush on her? ”

Jiang Fu is indeed good-looking, but her combat power is also fierce, Zhang Songying has seen her kill in all directions, and her head is shaking like a rattle.

"I don't do such a lack of morality! Besides, you dog temper should find someone who can tolerate you, find a dominatrix like Jiang Fu, and be tougher than anyone else when you get married? ”

No, no, I have to find a chance to enter the palace and let the eldest sister give my brother a marriage, or if he is not allowed to provoke Jiang Fu, he will be able to burn his anniversary at this time next year.

Zhang Songying didn't have the heart to swim in the lake when she thought of this, and she was anxious to go home.

Jiang Fu, who had just arrived home, sneezed coldly, she rubbed her nose, suspecting that someone was saying bad things about her behind her back, but she had no evidence.

My fair lady quickly brought the cleaned boy over, and the bell on the boy's ankle was also cleaned, and he walked with a "jingle" sound.

As he walked, the bell sounded very regularly and a little nicely.

Jiang Fu looked around him twice, this little guy was white and clean after washing, and he was quite good-looking.

"What's your name and how old are you?"

The young man was trained by my aunt, and when he replied, he lowered his head slightly, did not look directly into Jiang Fu's eyes, and his voice was a clear and beautiful young voice, like a lark in the mountains.

"My name is Sangsai, and I just turned eighteen this year."

He didn't look like he was eighteen, he had a baby face, and he looked a lot younger than he really was.

Jiang Fu stretched out her white jade-like fingers and touched the young man's collarbone, Sang Xi felt the cold touch of her fingertips, and subconsciously shivered, and then her body began to tremble slightly.

This little thing is still weird and timid, Jiang Fu chuckled, thinking that he should not be scared, but he didn't see that the young man's clenched fists were also trembling slightly, not like he was afraid, but as if he was suppressing excitement.

Jiang Fu withdrew his hand and turned to sit on the upper chair.

"Will you do light work?"

Sang Sai nodded obediently, guessed the purpose of Jiang Fu bringing him back in just one sentence, raised his head to her eyes and said:

"Yes, whatever Miss wants me to do, I will do."

The young man raised his eyes and looked at her with watery eyes as he spoke, and Jiang Fu was inexplicably seen by his eyes, and his heart jumped.

It felt strange and made her a little uncomfortable.

Jiang Fu didn't like this involuntary feeling, so he frowned slightly and ordered:

"I want you to sneak into the mansion of the waiter of the Ministry of Rites and give this thing to his second son, Chen Jian'an, look, don't let others see it."

Jiang Fu said, throwing the purse in his hand to him.

Mulberry priest caught the head of the purse, turned his head and left without saying a word, looking like a neat and neat character.

My Lady looked at his back with some concern, afraid that he would abscond, and the things in his purse were not cheap.

"Miss is not afraid that he will run away with his things?"

Afraid of what?

Jiang Fu slowly spread out his palm, and there was a small silver bell lying in his palm, which was engraved with intricate patterns, looking like some kind of vine.

My Lady recognized that this was the one that hung on the boy's neck before.

"The people of southern Xinjiang will have a piece of silver of their own as soon as they are born, this thing is their symbol and faith, as long as this bell is in my hand, no matter the ends of the world, he has to come back obediently."

It was taken off the boy's neck when she touched him just now.

Jiang Fu took the weakness of the mulberry sacrifice, which was equivalent to holding the rope of the dog.

But whether the leashed dog would bite or not, it was out of her sight, and she didn't care.

Sang Sai's movements were fast, and it didn't take him a quarter of an hour to squat on the roof of Chen Shilang's study.

He leaned down to blend in with the night, and even if someone looked up to the roof, they might not be able to see him.

Sang Sai lifted a tile, lowered his head and listened to the two of them, then pulled the purse he was holding in his hand and poured the contents into his palm.

It was a jade Ruyi carved from a piece of mutton fat white jade the length of a finger.

Jade Ruyi, also known as "Grip Jun", is the most common token of love given to her sweetheart by women in Ming Xia, implying holding the heart of the monarch and keeping each other for a long time.

Sang Sai's eyes darkened when he saw this thing, and then he looked at Chen Jian'an under him full of hostility, just after Jiang Fu threw this thing to himself, he never thought that it was such an important thing inside!

What's so good about that guy inside? Worthy of her liking?

Soon Chen Jian'an finished talking to his father, and came out of the study and walked to his yard.

As soon as he was halfway there, he was stopped by a black shadow coming out from behind the rockery.

"Our young lady has something for me to give you, and then."

Sang Qi threw the purse over with all his might, and the posture was eager to kill him directly.

Chen Jian'an raised his hand to catch the flower in front of him, and then looked at the place where the young man was standing just now, and the building was already empty.

This young man is in and out of the Shilang Mansion as if he has entered a no-man's land!

Chen Jian'an's face darkened, and he decided to increase the guards and manpower in the mansion tomorrow!

He pinched the purse in his hand, and according to his touch, it seemed to contain two small things.

This can't be some kind of secret weapon, right?

He poured out the contents, and then the moonlight saw that it was a jade ruyi broken into two knots.

There is also a delicate hibiscus flower carved underneath Ruyi.

"It's her ······"

Chen Jian'an held the jade Ruyi that was broken in two in his hand, and instantly guessed who sent it, but he didn't understand what Jiang Fu meant.

She wants to say that she will "cut off her robe and break her righteousness" with herself, does she not agree to this marriage?

Chen Jian'an stretched out his finger and rubbed the broken edge of Yu Ruyi, which looked like it had been broken········

Could it be that the matter of marrying herself made her so angry that she could break a jade Ruyi alive?

When the little guy next to Chen Jian'an saw this thing, he looked at his young master's unhappy face again, and said tentatively:

"Young master, if this thing is so important, why don't we make some slurry?"

Chen Jian'an stuffed things into his arms and gave him a blank look:

"I should make some paste for you to stick to your brain, go back to the room!"