At this moment, Pei Qianhao had already left the stone pavilion and walked to the backyard flower shed. When he arrived, the flower farmers had been selected to five people, and the five flower farmers stood in a row, waiting for King Hao's final selection.
Su Xi'er stood aside and said after Fushen saluted, "King Hao, choose one of the five flower farmers." Just two rounds of screening, she deliberately eliminated some experienced flower farmers. In this way, Feng Changqing's chances of being selected increase. big.
Pei Qianhao glanced at the five people, and finally fell on Feng Changqing, staring at his coarse cloth veil for a long time, "Why wear a veil?" Without asking him about the flower arrangement, he asked him directly about the veil. .
Feng Changqing's hoarse voice sounded, "King Huihao, when Cao Min was young, his face was scratched and his appearance was ruined. Take off the veil, for fear of blocking King Hao's eyes."
"This king only cares about your skill in cultivating Lingrui. Take off the veil."
Feng Changqing obeyed and raised her hand to lift the veil. Su Xi'er immediately walked to Pei Qianhao's side and interjected, "King Hao, you have already said it. You only care about the level of cultivating Lingrui. If that's the case, why do you still have it? Want to hold on to his veil?"
"This king finds it strange, can't it?" Pei Qianhao's voice was slightly cold, his eyes fell on Feng Changqing, and his eyes motioned to him to take off his veil.
The face of Feng Changqing did not change, and his hands raised neatly to lift the coarse cloth veil. Really, there were scars on his face, and I was terrified when I watched it during the day. The other four florists looked at them and were so scared that they stepped back away from him. Every scar is deep, like a ghost.
Su Xi'er saw the fear and contempt in the eyes of the four flower farmers, and then looked at Feng Changqing, only to see that he was expressionless, and he was already used to the reactions of those people.
Feng Changqing's voice is still hoarse, his voice is pure and smooth, he pretended to be hoarse, in order to prevent King Hao from suspicious, "Wang Hao, the villagers say that Caomin's face is a grimace, they are afraid after seeing it. That's why Caomin is the only one. Wear a veil."
Pei Qianhao carefully studied the scars on his face, and his eyes were full of suspicion, "You only have a few words, and this king will not believe it. The scar on your face, judging from the color, fell a year ago at the earliest and a few months ago at the latest. You said, scars were left when I was young."
Feng Changqing's eyebrows were bent, and King Hao was really keen in observation, and his lie could be seen through the color alone.
So he simply knelt down and said, "Everyone has a past. These scars represent the past of the Caomin. Whether it was a child, a year ago, or a few months ago, it was just the past of the Caomin. It was a last resort to deceive King Hao."
Su Xi'er found the doubt and interest in Pei Qianhao's eyes, she took a step back and stopped talking. At this time, her words would only increase Pei Qianhao's doubts.
"The past is like passing Ye Yunyan, who didn't. Next, it depends on your ability." When the words fell, Pei Qianhao raised his hand to call in a guard, "Bring out a few withered Lingrui."
"Subordinates obey." The guards immediately walked to the flower shed. After a while, they took out the withered five pots of rhizome and placed them in front of the five flower farmers.
At this time, Feng Changqing's face veil has been put on again.
"At the time of a stick of incense, the reason for the wilting of the stamen flower, analyze the most accurate one, and follow the king to Beimin tomorrow afternoon."
Thus, the five flower farmers immediately observed the stamen flowers in front of them, looking at the soil, roots, and color one by one.
At this moment, Su Xi'er stepped forward and said with a smile, "King Hao, the incense stick time is not long or short. The servant will go to make a pot of tea and bring you a stool."
Pei Qianhao waved his hand, "No, go around with this king."
Just leave, it was Pei Qianhao's style. Su Xi'er immediately followed. Before leaving, she turned her head and winked at Feng Changqing secretly.
"Wang Hao, where are you going to transfer?"
Pei Qianhao turned around and walked towards the house, "In the house."
Su Xier's footsteps, rest in the room is right, transit in the room
"Follow up." A calm and powerful voice came. Then, Pei Qianhao stepped faster, and within a short while, he entered the house.
Su Xi'er followed in and watched Pei Qianhao take out a brown vial from the cabinet.
He stared at her flatly, pointed towards the bed, "All clothes are taken off, and you lie down."
Su Xi'er's first reaction was to take a step back, and the second reaction was to wonder, and happily, she asked her to take off her clothes again.
"Fresh Lingsta pollen, apply it immediately, and I will see how it works." His face was calm, as if he was really just looking at the effect.
"The maidservant doesn't need rhododendron pollen, I will apply it to you." Su Xier said as she stepped forward, "You take off your clothes, lie down, and the maidservant will apply it to you."
"My king speaks, I won't repeat it, can't you take it off?" After speaking, he took a step closer, trying to strip her clothes off.
Su Xi'er was a little helpless, and he had to apply it, "Why do you want to take it off? Just apply one spot."
"This bottle of pollen, I will apply it all for you today, so that you can see the effect. You must apply it all over your body."
Su Xier's eyes flashed, she stood on tiptoe, and quickly grabbed the small bottle in his hand.
"Do you dare to take a step out of the house and try." Before she turned around, a majestic man's voice followed.
"King Hao, what would happen to you if the slave and maid went out?"
Seeing her raised head high, Pei Qianhao's eyes were joking, "What do you care about the most, this king will deprive it."
Su Xi'er was taken aback. He didn't know her identity. In his eyes, she cared about innocence the most. If he goes out, he will treat her...
"This king is not kidding." Pei Qianhao said as he stretched out his hand, "Bring the bottle, undress and lie down."
Su Xi'er thought for a moment, before making up his mind, Pei Qianhao suddenly stepped forward, hugged her waist with both hands, and hugged her whole.
In a moment, Su Xier was thrown onto the bed, watching him raise his hand to undress her himself.
Su Xier immediately sat up, flashed to the inside of the bed, and began to undress.
At this moment, Pei Qianhao was satisfied, and he would not waste so much time if he was obedient.
All her skirts and trousers were taken off, Su Xi'er hesitated when she took them off, then she tightened her lips and took off in a bulge.
Pei Qianhao opened the bottle, and a fresh fragrance spread.
He bent down and poured the powder on her back. The powder developed by Ling Ruihua is quickly absorbed by the skin, and it will sink into the skin after a while.
A pair of big hands wandered around her back, after which he moved his nose forward, "It tastes good."
Immediately afterwards, he painted her legs and arms again, and finally his hands came to the key parts of the woman's upper body.
Pei Qianhao's hand paused, and he glanced at Su Xi'er, only to see her eyes closed tightly.