"You must not underestimate him! This person is the only son of Yang Ao, the general of the current Zhenguo, and his martial arts are extraordinary. You took advantage of him in words today, and I think I won't let you go easily," Wang Zishu said, with a solemn look on his face.

"Uh-uh, it seems that this little white face is still a hard iron plate!" Yang Zhen couldn't help but smile bitterly after hearing this, but the expression on his face was firm, what he decided to do, he did it, and he would never regret it!

"That's it, you live in the academy for the time being these days, and I'll send someone to tell your father, if you want to come to Yang Wei, you shouldn't dare to enter the academy to move you!" Wang Zishu said with a deep groan.

"Really, thank you so much, Master!" When Yang Zhen heard this, he immediately exclaimed, and then thanked Wang Zishu vigorously, which made Wang Zishu a little confused.

finally got out of school, Fat Tiger and Xiao Lizi went back, and Yang Zhen followed Wang Zishu to the backyard, which is also where Wang Zishu's father and daughter live.

Walk through the long wooden fence corridor and come to a gazebo. On the round wooden table in the pavilion, there are a few steaming side dishes, and a girl in a purple skirt is walking with a bowl and chopsticks, this woman is Wang Ximo.

"Dad, it's time to eat!" Wang Ximo approached and served a bowl of rice to Wang Zishu, and then a bowl to Yang Zhen, "Your name is Yang Zhen, eat more, you're welcome!"

"Well, thank you Sister Ximo!" Yang Zhen took the rice bowl with a smile, took a light breath, and suddenly felt that there was an abnormal fragrance on the bowl, which was intoxicating.

There were four positions at the round table, after Wang Zishu sat down, Wang Ximo sat on his left, and Yang Zhen sat down on his right, which also happened to be opposite Wang Ximo.

"Ximo, what do you think of that Yang Gongzi?" During the meal, Wang Zishu suddenly asked.

Yang Zhen was gobbling up rice, and he was also stunned when he heard the words, secretly paying attention to Wang Ximo's reaction.

"Dad, what can my daughter think of him? It's just a reckless man, relying on his illustrious background!" Wang Ximo said, with a hint of disgust on her face.

"Ahem, okay!" Wang Zishu smiled awkwardly, suddenly touched his nose, and immediately ate in silence.

Yang Zhen couldn't help but be secretly happy in his heart after hearing this, and his eyes immediately secretly glanced at Wang Ximo opposite, but saw Wang Ximo on the opposite side of the restaurant with his head bent down to eat, his eyes moved down his neck, and a faint groove could be seen through the purple skirt

"Huh" felt that Wang Ximo raised his head to pick up the vegetables, Yang Zhen immediately took a deep breath, feeling as if he had done something wrong, hurriedly retracted his gaze, and continued to eat pretending to eat, but his heart was pounding.

Yang Zhen didn't know how much he had eaten this meal, he only knew that he was about to become a rice bucket.

After the meal, Wang Zishu instructed Yang Zhen not to go out of the academy to play, and after speaking, he walked to the study by himself.

It wasn't until a middle-aged woman called Wang Ma by Wang Ximo came up to clean up the dinner table that Yang Zhen knew that in addition to Wang Zishu and Wang Ximo's father and daughter, there was also a Wang Ma and an old housekeeper who were in charge of housekeeping.

"Yang Zhen, is it okay to go play with my sister in the afternoon?" When Yang Zhen was in a daze on the side, Wang Ximo's lovely voice suddenly came into his ears.

"Okay, okay!" Yang Zhen immediately replied without hesitation, thinking that he couldn't ask for this kind of thing, but he turned his mind and asked, "What are you playing?"

"Just come with my sister and you'll know!" Wang Ximo showed a mysterious smile at Yang Zhen after speaking, looked around, and immediately grabbed Yang Zhen's hand and ran towards the side of the corridor.

Feeling Wang Ximo's moist and slippery little hand holding his hand, Yang Zhen couldn't believe it, while trotting with her, he secretly thought in his heart that if he could hold such a hand forever, even if it was worth ten years of life!

Walking through the corridor, not far away, Wang Ximo took Yang Zhen into a small room.

I saw a big bed with a light red mosquito net hanging with broken flowers, and next to the window was a carved sandalwood dresser, on which there was a bright Linghua bronze mirror, as well as various rouge gouache and jewelry headdresses, and this was Wang Ximo's boudoir!

When he first entered this room, a burst of soul-stirring fragrance came to his nose, Yang Zhen closed his eyes and took a deep breath, feeling refreshed, thinking that it would be good to come in once a day in the future.

But at this moment, his heart was beating wildly, thinking to himself that Sister Ximo brought me to the boudoir for what was this for? It wouldn't be because I was young and wanted to bully me, right? Although he was only thirteen years old, he was not a casual person, but if it was the goddess sister in his heart, then he could consider it

At this moment, lonely men and widows are in the same room, no wonder Yang Zhen thinks too much.

"Wait a minute. Wang Ximo didn't notice Yang Zhen, who was almost in a state of dementia, and quickly walked to his bed, groped inside, and took out something and walked over.

"Look, can you play this?" Wang Ximo shook the porcelain cup in his hand, and there was an instant crackling in it, Yang Zhen came back to his senses, opened his eyes wide, and almost didn't pop out his eyeballs, it was actually three dice!

"Ahem, Sister Ximo, you actually play dice" Yang Zhen was a little speechless, he was really unseemly, he looked at the gentle and quiet ladies in the past, but he was interested in dice.

"Hehe, sister, I'm also bored, and I usually don't have anyone to play with me, by the way, don't talk nonsense when you go out!" Wang Ximo said and brought a stool from the side, and the two sat opposite each other in front of the dresser.

"Hehe, of course not!" Yang Zhen smiled evilly, then looked at Wang Ximo and said, "I don't know what Sister Ximo wants to bet on me?

"Poof!" Wang Ximo glared at Yang Zhen angrily, her pretty face was slightly red, and she said with a sneer, "Whoever loses will drink water!"

"Hehe, that's okay!" Yang Zhen immediately laughed wildly in his heart, thinking that I had just picked up a perspective bead, so I would play dice with me, and I would definitely let Sister Ximo drink water and go to the toilet later

"Okay, let's start now!" Wang Ximo shook the porcelain cup as she spoke, listening to the voice and looking at the gesture, Yang Zhen knew that she must have been practicing alone for an unknown amount of time.

"Guess!" At a certain moment, Wang Ximo suddenly put the porcelain cup on the dresser and looked at Yang Zhen with wide charming eyes.

"Sister Ximo, wait a minute, I have an ancestral natal bead on my body, which is closely related to my luck, every time I play dice, as long as I take it out and pray, I will be invincible. Yang Zhen said with a sincere face, and took out the baby bead from his arms that he couldn't wait to take out. [To be continued]