The World’s No. 1 Den of Iniquity

Chapter 195: The past is long

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Since Murong Yufeng left, Xiao Yueye said in her heart that she had no regrets and that she was not uncomfortable would be a lie. WWw, QUanbEn-xIAoShUo, COm However, he didn't have much time to feel regretful and uncomfortable, because he was back into a tense life.

The three old men of Heaven and Earth sent people to call him over and resume the harsh and intense training. At Qiyu's place, Xiao Yueye was also arranged to learn how to manage. As for the six doors, there were more things going on, a lot of mess, quite a lot. All the old cases have been brought out, and we are very busy.

The weather is getting colder and colder. Rourou has already sent people to make some cotton-padded jackets at home, preparing to give one to each employee of "Xijunzhai". At the same time, she has also prepared a lot of rice to go to the suburbs for disaster relief. Every year when winter approaches, even in the capital, a large number of civilians die of hunger and cold. After Rourou learned about this incident, after discussion with her whole family, she decided to provide disaster relief once every half month and use her own strength to help these civilians survive the winter safely.

Zaixin is almost half a year old, and she is getting more and more naughty at this age, which gives Yansha, a martial arts master, a headache. Sometimes she really wants to spank her daughter hard. But when I saw my daughter smiling heartlessly, I lost all my anger.

Since Xiao Yueyue held a "family meeting" last time, Mrs. Xiao felt that it was very good, so she continued to use it. For example, the last disaster relief arrangement, a family meeting was held.

This time, Mrs. Xiao once again held a family meeting, gathering Xiao Yueye, Rourou, Yansha and Caiju together.

"Mom, what's going on this time?" Xiao Yueye felt that her mother was almost addicted and held family meetings three times a month!

Mrs. Xiao rolled her eyes at him. She pulled Yansha with her left hand and Caiju with her right hand. She smiled so sweetly that she said, "Today, I'm here to talk about your concubine."

She glanced at Xiao Yueye and then said: "I have read the almanac. There is an auspicious day at the end of today, which is suitable for marriage. However, it conflicts with the Chinese New Year, which is not good. But after this day, the only good day is March 12th in the spring of next year. Days. What do you think?"

Yan Sha spread her hands and said nonchalantly: "I don't care. Anyway, I am with my husband now. It doesn't make any difference if it's earlier or later."

"What about you Caiju?" Mrs. Xiao asked.

Yin Caiju was much shy. She raised her head and glanced at Xiao Yueye, but quickly lowered her head. However, the affection rippling in her eyes made Xiao Yueye feel itchy and wanted to hold this little girl in her arms. Kiss her hard.

This is no wonder Xiao Yueye, speaking of it, it was entirely the fault of these two women, Rouge and Yansha. Xiao Yueye was very slow during the day, and basically only went home after dark. Rourou and Yansha often arranged for Yin Caiju to serve her with tea and water, and sometimes even fed her herself. During this back and forth, the ambiguous feelings that the two of them had in their hearts slowly grew and grew, almost ready to bloom.

So when it comes to the rest, the two people started looking at each other, turning away their heads, then expressing affection for each other, then touching their little hands, and then touching their bodies. One night, Xiao Yueye was taking a bath, and Caiju came in to wait on her. At that time, Xiao Yueye felt extremely emotional. His two wives were so virtuous that there was nothing to say.

At that moment, he decided not to live up to the expectations of the two ladies and Cai Ju's affection, so he used the methods of a married man to slowly have sex. Yin Caiju, a yellow-flowered girl, was no match for him. She was originally the girl's heart, and she had to obey him half-heartedly.

If things continue like this, it will definitely be a romantic story of mandarin ducks playing in the water, but unexpectedly, something unexpected happened at this time:

"Brother Xiao, you, your hands, oh, Brother Xiao, Brother Xiao, I..."

Xiao Yueyue's eyes were full of fire, looking at Yin Caiju who only had her bellyband and underpants left, she roared and was about to pounce on her.

At this time, the door was knocked open with a bang. To be precise, it was split open by Yansha's palm. It was really cold that night. As soon as the door opened, the whistling cold wind made Xiao Yueye shiver!

He was standing naked, and his body was still covered with water!

And Yin Caiju's face turned red, and she ran away with her face covered with a cry. And Rourou, who was well prepared, wrapped her tightly in a huge blanket.

Yansha, on the other hand, held his hands, with a smile on his face, and said in a soft voice: "My husband, we saw Sister Caiju coming in for so long, why did we think something happened? My husband, you are too impatient. Didn't Mom say that before we get married, you should never see Sister Caiju, let alone do that kind of thing?"

After saying that, she covered her mouth and left, while Rourou looked at Xiao Yueye with sympathetic eyes, hugged Caiju who couldn't help but blush, and left with a smile.

In the room, Xiao Yueye, who was only naked, looked at the door where the body was dismembered and smiled bitterly: These two women definitely did it on purpose! First, he deliberately arranged for Yin Caiju to come in to seduce him, and then ruined his good deeds at the most critical moment. What "rarely seen before marriage", if they knew, why would they still let Caiju accompany him? !

That night, Xiao Yue looked up to the sky and screamed.

After the recollection ended, her thoughts returned to the "family meeting". After hearing Mrs. Xiao's question, Yin Caiju said shyly: "I, whatever."

Mrs. Xiao smiled: "It's all casual, how do you do this? Ye'er, what do you think?"

Xiao Yueye shrugged: "I don't have any objections. It's up to you, mother."

"Well." Mrs. Xiao thought for a while: "Let's do it. We will hold the wedding in the spring next year. In this way, we will be more prepared. But Yeer, it has been a long time. You have to endure it before getting married. Focus."

Xiao Yueye felt a chill and felt that the sweat on her forehead was about to remain. The other women covered their mouths in joy.

"Okay, okay." Mrs. Xiao, who finally stopped laughing, waved her hand and said seriously: "The next step is to get down to business."

Everyone fell silent, knowing that Mrs. Xiao was about to enter the topic.

"I will hold this wedding according to the ceremony of marrying a wife, because we marry into the family at the same time, and this requires the in-laws. Yan'er's family is gone, and there are only two younger brothers, Xiaosan and Xiaosi. Ye'er, you have to send someone Go call them back."

"Well, mother, I know."

"As for Caiju, it's more troublesome." Mrs. Xiao touched Yin Caiju's head lovingly. When the latter heard this, he suddenly thought of his own life experience, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"There is no clue about sister Caiju's life experience. Otherwise, we can ask her adoptive father." Rourou said.

Mrs. Xiao nodded and looked at Xiao Yueye: "We have to invite Caiju's adoptive father, but we also have to find her biological father and mother. I will leave this task to you Ye'er."

Xiao Yueye nodded and said with a smile: "Mom, don't worry, I have called Aunt Jing for help. Ou Han, the manager of the imperial kitchen, is an important clue. Aunt Jing told me that now I only have a clue, and it will cost a lot of money." less time.”

"So that's it." Mrs. Xiao nodded: "You have already started. Caiju, you can rest assured now. Just prepare to be my daughter-in-law with peace of mind."

Yin Caiju's face was full of affection, and she looked at Xiao Yueye in surprise. In the end, it turned into tenderness and daughter's shyness, and she buried her head in Mrs. Xiao's arms.

"Rourou, you have to prepare quickly. On Ye'er's wedding day, you, the main wife, are very busy. You even have to drink two cups of tea!" Mrs. Xiao joked with a smile.

Rourou covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Mom, aren't you even busier? You have to drink three cups of tea!"

. . . . . .

In Kuizhou, Yu Province, all the maids and servants in Prince Zhao's Mansion felt that the atmosphere in the mansion had been very depressing these past two days. The reason was that something was wrong with the princess.

In the past, although the princess was often away from the mansion, she would always be in high spirits whenever she came back. She would either read in the study, practice martial arts in the courtyard, or often go out to take care of military affairs.

But this time, since the princess came back from the capital, she basically stayed in the room for two whole days, not saying a word, just sitting blankly, not knowing what she was thinking.

And several maids who were close by heard the princess sighing and sobbing! This was simply impossible before.

"Princess, you, hey." The nurse looked at the untouched food and finally couldn't help but sigh.

Murong Yufeng smiled self-deprecatingly and put her head in her nurse's arms: "Nanny, I never thought that I would be like this, but I..."

"Nanny understands that she doesn't blame you, but feels sorry for you! Princess, you have suffered so much in your life."

"Nanny, why does his face keep appearing in front of me? I feel so uncomfortable." Murong Yufeng murmured, leaving two lines of clear tears.

"Princess..." There was a knock on the door, and the wet nurse raised her voice and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Princess, the prince wants to see you." The butler's calm voice came from outside the door, but to Murong Yufeng's ears, it was no less than thunderous.

Father wants to see her? Since his mother's death, his father has locked himself in the Buddhist hall in the backyard, ignoring everything and focusing on eating fast and chanting Buddha's name. She only saw her father twice a year at most, and once was her mother's memorial day and the other time was the Chinese New Year.

But, this time, why did the father take the initiative to see her

Murong Yufeng wiped away her tears, straightened her clothes, and walked out full of doubts and joy.

Walking westward and bypassing a large house, Murong Yufeng walked along a path with ease and passed through a peach blossom forest. Murong Yufeng touched the branches with complicated eyes and whispered: "Mother."

Going around this peach blossom forest, there is a green pond behind it. On the other side of the pond, there is a very elegant bamboo house. It is rare that there is no sound of wooden fish or chanting sutras.

Murong Yufeng looked at the scenery in front of her. It had not changed at all in more than ten years. Tears slowly oozed out of her eyes, and she looked at everything in a daze. The laughter of her childhood seemed to echo in her ears:

"Haha, Father, Feng'er wants to eat fish. Father, please catch a fish."

"Okay, Father, just catch a fat fish and let us, Feng'er, eat enough."

"Feng'er, you are naughty again. If you don't come over yet, don't interfere with your father's fishing."

"Oh, mother. Mother, can you tell Feng'er a story?"

"Okay, come on, sit on Mom's lap."

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