"Xuanjin, let me tell you how to draw his eyebrows?" "
"Sister Xiazi, come closer. He will draw for me." Yang Zijin, dressed in men's clothing, was holding a charcoal pencil on his legs. He squatted carelessly on the table and leaned in front of Xiuzi to lightly arch his eyebrows for her.
Naturally, there are bright reds around Yan Zi, who are full of pleasure, pleasure, green and green water. They are exposed in clothes and have springy faces, staring eagerly at Yang Zijin's movements.
"Look, how do you like it?" Yang Zijin raised the dongba as if he was offering a treasure, shook the hair on the back of his head, rolled up the sleeves of his black robe, picked up a box of fragrant powder, and said with a wicked smile: "Now, who's turn is it?" A sister?"
"You brat, you haven't even grown your hair yet, yet you're teasing your sisters?"
Yang Zijin shook his head and said seriously: "Sister Junle's words are wrong. Zijin grew up in Dongfeng Shili, and we all deny his mother's people. Doesn't that mean we deny his people? Besides, Zijin Ruming He's already sixteen, why don't Sister Junle go to bed with him and have a look, so we can know whether he's grown up or not?"
Jun Le, who was holding a thin fan, widened his eyes, and then smiled charmingly with a slender face, "Let's take a look, take a look! Our young master from ten miles away, Ru Ming also knows so many things!"
The girls burst into laughter, but Yang Zijin suddenly felt bored. He curled his lips and walked over from the table. He didn't stand still when he saw Lu'an running towards him with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
Yang Zijin's heart tightened and he went to ask: "Liu'an, what happened?"
"Little, little master, something big happened!!"
"What's up?"
Liu'an said incoherently, "Front, front..."
Yang Zijin looked solemn and ordered as he walked: "Let's stay there and don't go anywhere!"
When they arrived at the front hall of Chunfeng Shili, they saw Yang's mother and the other girls, kneeling and shivering on the east side of the stairs. On the stairs lay two bloody male corpses, both of them were the servants of Chunfeng Shili.
Looking up again, he saw a sword-wielding man with disheveled hair standing on the wooden corridor on the second floor. He was running around wearing a coat alone, revealing his strong muscle lines.
Yang Zijin shook his head, now is the time to be a nymphomaniac.
"That guest officer, I don't know..."
The man suddenly raised his head, and just one look made Yang Zijin's throat choke.
Unexpectedly, it’s not Shuoling!
Shuo Ling, the youngest, coldest and most ruthless Marquis in the capital who no one dares to offend!
A few years ago, the famous Marquis Shuo died in the battlefield, leaving his only son Shuo Ling in Nao Erba, Dongbu. The emperor was grieved and wished he could raise Shuo Ling as his own son after inheriting the title. shelter.
Those are not the most demanding people, and Shuo Ling is famous for his mysophobia and bad temper. No one in the entire capital dares to provoke him, and no one dares to raise his head when he encounters him on the street.
And that Shuohou Ye has one of the most famous taboos, that is, he never indulges in female sex!
If any daughter covets Shuoling's appearance or identity and pounces on her, she will at least be kicked over, or at worst she will be killed with a sword. Regardless of whether she is in the same family or not, she will not be spared any kindness!
But why did such a person come to Chunfeng Shili
And judging from his expression, he looked confused and confused. Was he drugged
"Mom, go and invite the doctor!" Yang Zijin whispered, and kept stepping back, "Sisters, close the door tightly and watch our mouths!"
"Xuanjin..." Yang's mother said tremblingly.
But those two words seemed to hit Shuo Ling's nerves. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Zijin, stared for a moment, and then said hoarsely: "Coming."
Yang Zijin wanted to turn around and run away. Who dared to hang out in front of Shuo Ling at that time
"If you don't come here, Dong will die and kill my mother!"
"He is here..." Yang Zijin gritted his teeth bitterly. When he tilted his head, he blinked at Lu'an who was hiding by the door and peeking. When he saw him running out quickly, he followed suit.
But before they reached the second floor, Shuo Ling suddenly flew over, hugged Yang Zijin and bowed his head for a kiss...
Mother Yang screamed: "Xuan Jin!" ! "
She had guarded Zijin for sixteen years, and since the month she picked him up, she had carefully taken care of him and taught her how to dress up as a man!
Her Zijin was afraid that she would be scorned by the guests in a place like Chunfeng Shili, and that she would end up living in a brothel like other girls!
Mingyue was actually raped by a man...
Although Shuo Linggui is the noble Lord, he will definitely kill Chunfeng Shili afterward!
Snap!
Mother Yang couldn't breathe for a while and fell to the ground.
The other girls also took a breath of cold air and panicked for a moment. They didn't know whether Yang Zijin was a woman, but they knew that they had seen something extraordinary - the Marquis of the Ming Dynasty was making out with the young master from ten miles away in the spring breeze!
They're all dead!
Yang Zijin was even more dumbfounded. No matter how she was dressed, she looked like a man. No matter how much the medicine inside Shuo Ling's body took effect, he shouldn't be holding her...