"Master, with so much money..." Li wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Mu Guogong.
"Don't mention it again!" Duke Mu waved his hand and slowly stood up. However, after just one dinner party, he seemed to have aged more than ten years.
After Duke Mu left, Shi Weiming immediately chased Yang Zijin, leaving Li and Mu Yunong staring in the hall.
When Shi Weiming chased him out, he saw Yang Zijin being carried into the carriage by Shuo Ling. With a cold look in his eyes, he rushed over to block the carriage and said, "Zijin, I have something to tell you."
Hearing Shi Weiming's words, Yang Zijin punched Shuoling's chest bitterly. He wanted to come out but couldn't move away, so he glanced at him displeased and said angrily to the outside of the car: "You and I have nothing to talk about. .”
After hearing Yang Zijin's words, Shuo Ling raised the corners of his mouth slightly and stole a kiss on her cheek while she wasn't paying attention. However, he saw her eyes turned cold, as if she wanted to slap her to death.
Shuo Ling was in a good mood, "Go back home!"
The boy driving the horse ignored Shi Weiming in front of him and drove the carriage away from Shi Weiming.
Shi Weiming stared at the trajectory of the carriage, the laughter of the two people still lingering in his ears, and the fists hidden in his sleeves creaked. Yang Zijin was in his pocket, and no one could take it away...
In the carriage, Yang Zijin kept struggling, trying to get out of Shuo Ling's arms, but his strength was too great, and she was carried to the Hou Mansion.
Shuo Ling carried Yang Zijin into his room. He was simple and elegant, which matched his temperament.
But this guy actually brought her directly into the room
Yang Zijin glared at Shuo Ling: "Are you sick?"
"Well, you are my antidote." After saying this, he looked at Yang Zijin's bulging look so cute that he couldn't help but kiss him.
"I'm going to get you something to eat." Seeing that Yang Zijin was about to explode, Shuo Ling decided to be patient first.
Yang Zijin watched Shuo Ling leave, and touched the corner of his mouth in annoyance. Seeing that there was no one around, he rolled his eyes, bent his body and secretly walked out of the house.
As soon as Yang Zijin stepped out, she was blocked by someone. She raised her head and saw an expressionless boy standing directly in front of her.
She smiled awkwardly, "Well, I'll go for a walk."
After Yang Zijin finished speaking, the man suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her motionless. She swallowed her saliva, slowly took a few steps back, and ran quickly in the other direction while he wasn't paying attention.
But no matter how many moves Yang Zijin made, she was blocked every time. She was sweating profusely while running, and she couldn't take a step out of the yard, so she had to go back resignedly.
Yang Zijin was sitting on a stool, unable to look at the sky. He had just found out that there was not a single female servant in the entire courtyard, and all the servants and guards were not only unsmiling and wooden, but also had advanced martial arts skills. He had no skills at all. Find a way to escape.
There are so many men in the house...
Shuo Ling must have some quirks!
On the other side, just as Qiao Shu walked out of the door, she heard that the people in the capital were talking about it -
The Marquis Shuoling, who was the most favored by the Holy Spirit, picked up the young master from the Duke of Mu's Mansion, and even carried him back to the Marquis' Mansion in a mysterious manner in a carriage!
Qiao Shu's fingernails were almost cut off by herself. She had not forgotten that Yang Zijin was a woman. Shuoling had not been a womanizer for so many years. Yesterday, he suddenly asked her to treat her, and now he got into the carriage in vain for his reputation
Why
Qiao Shu was furious with jealousy. She had been trying to please Shuo Ling for many years, just begging him to look at her more. Now, a lowly maid who disguised herself as a man in a brothel could actually win his favor
But soon, the ferocious part of Qiao Shu's face disappeared. She rushed to the Hou Mansion with a medicine box on her back. Since she had come many times and was Shuoling's royal doctor, no one stopped her.
It seems that the people in the Hou family still recognize her.
As soon as I walked into Shuoling's yard, I saw two people hugging each other.
Yang Zijin looked like he was resisting but still welcomed him, his little face was flushed, he was really like Goulan!
Qiao Shu endured the desire to tear Yang Zijin into pieces, suppressed the sadness that kept pouring out of her heart, put on a stiff smile, and walked towards the two of them.
People who practice martial arts have naturally alert ears. Shuo Ling already knew that Qiao Shu was coming, but he just wanted to see what it would be like for him, the future mistress of the Shuohou Mansion, to make a fool of himself in front of others.
Qiao Shu's brocade-like black hair hangs down on her shoulders, with only a purple jade hairpin tied at the top of her hair. She wears a light blue thin veil, her skin is like gelatin, her beautiful eyes and red lips, she walks with lotus steps, He walked up to the two of them with a smile on his face and saluted Shuoling gently. That is quiet and elegant.
"Your Majesty, I heard that you are back, so I came to see how you are recovering?" Qiao Shu's voice was gentle and her eyes were full of worry.
Yang Zijin quickly removed his hand from Shuo Ling, rolled his eyes at him, and then pinched his thigh hard, but Shuo Ling's conspiracy was successful in reply.
Yang Zijin had to give up temporarily.
Qiao Shu saw all this with her eyes, her hands had already been clenched into fists, and she saw that the man she had admired for a long time was actually flirting with a lowly maid who grew up in a brothel in front of her.
"I'm fine, but Qiao Shu came just in time. Come and take a good look at Mr. Yang's injury." Shuo Ling narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Yang Zijin.
As soon as Shuo Ling said these words, Qiao Shu, who was already jealous of Yang Zijin, became even more jealous at this moment. There was a murderous intent in her eyes, she wanted to get rid of her.
"Yes." Qiao Shu replied softly, with no trace of ripples visible on the surface.
At this time, Yang Zijin felt that the atmosphere was extremely awkward.
Could it be that this famous Shuohou has zero emotional intelligence? This girl is here for you, but you want her to look at me. Are you openly making enemies for me
If Shuoling knew what Yang Zijin was thinking at this moment, three black lines would probably appear on his head. He was really unjust. He received a slap from himself before, not to mention how he recovered. Today, he received another slap in the Duke's Mansion. Are you really worried about her
Qiao Mei checked Yang Zijin's pulse, took out something similar to a modern stethoscope from the medicine box, and examined Yang Zijin carefully. Behave gracefully and gracefully.
"Master Marquis, Young Master Yang's condition is not very good. It is more serious than the previous time. His five internal organs have been injured and need to be treated slowly. If you don't pay attention, the root of the disease will be left in the future." Qiao Shu said seriously.
"No, no, there are still many things waiting for me to do. Now is not the time to nurse." Yang Zijin stood up as soon as he heard that he had to nurse slowly.
"Mo Li, take Qiao Shu to the side hall to rest."
Mo Li, Shuo Ling's personal bodyguard.
Shuoling heard that the root of the disease would be left behind, and this stubborn girl refused to be cured. She suddenly spoke in a hurry. Even he himself didn't know why he was so anxious. Could it be that he already had a deep love for her
Qiao Shu bowed slightly and followed Mo Li away.
But she couldn't bear it anymore, and her face became worse and worse. Shuo Ling had never cared so much about a woman. Shuo Ling was attracted to her. Her heart bleeds when she saw Shuo Ling's nervous Yang Zijin. Why did Shuo Ling? The person she cares about is not her. Could it be that she is not as good as a woman who grew up in a land of fireworks? Why? Why? The murderous intent in Qiao Mei's eyes became more and more intense.
"Miss Qiao, Miss Qiao... are you okay?" Li Li asked looking at Sister Qiao who had a strange look on her face.
"Ah... Well, it's okay. Maybe it's because I didn't get a good rest last night. I'll just sit down and rest for a while." Qiao Mei came back to her senses.
"That's good. Miss Qiao, please take a good rest here. If you have anything to do, you can tell the servants outside." After saying that, Qiao Shu was left alone in the side hall.
In Shuoling's room.
"You must stay in the Hou Mansion to recuperate your health now, and put the rest aside for now." Shuo Ling said in a commanding tone.
He will always protect and care for the woman he likes, and he doesn't want to see her leave any root causes of disease in the future.
"I can't ignore them. Their lives are in danger because of me. I can't hide here alone." Yang Zijin bit his lip.
"Okay, if you don't care about their life or death, you go now. The protector's eyes outside are all waiting for you to go out." Shuo Ling looked at Yang Zijin with cold eyes.
"Then what should I do? I promised them that I would find them as soon as possible. They can't stay there forever. People from the Duke's Mansion will find out sooner or later." Yang Zijin smiled bitterly.
I don't know why Shuo Ling felt sad when he looked at Yang Zijin who smiled bitterly, but at the same time, he felt that this Yang Zijin who had lost his spirit was even more charming.
He couldn't help but carry her to the bed, turned over, and met Yang Zijin's pink lips.
"Fool, as long as I am here, you can just concentrate on recuperating in the Marquis's house. When you are well, you will be allowed to leave the house." Shuo Ling stared at Yang Zijin with doting eyes.
Yang Zijin is now used to being ravaged by this Shuohou Lord. Anyway, she can't struggle every time, so she just lets him go. That's fine. As a new era, she knows the importance of health to a person. While taking care of herself, she also But by avoiding this limelight, you can kill two birds with one stone.
At this moment, Shuo Ling was still sucking her lips greedily and groping her body with his hands.
Yang Zijin rolled his eyes at him, pushed Shuo Ling away with both hands, and sighed, "Just do what Lord Shuo said."
"What did you call me?" Shuo Ling stared at Yang Zijin with cold eyes.
"Shuo Ling, Shuo Ling, Shuo Ling, are you satisfied?" Yang Zijin was stared at with hair all over his body.
The matter has come to this, and it will be as you wish first.
Shuo Ling's face immediately warmed up, and he kissed the lips that had been swollen by his kisses again.
At this time, in the side hall of Shuohou Mansion, Qiao Shu's face turned blue and white.
She has been planning for a long time to get Shuo Ling's approval, but now compared with this woman, she really can't even compare to a maid. How did things become like this now? What went wrong? Or is this woman smart? .
Even so, anyone who stands in her way will be killed.
While stunned, Mo Li walked up to Qiao Mei.
"Miss Qiao, the Marquis invites you."
"Ah... Well, Sister Qiao knows it. Qiao Shu will sort it out and go right away." She covered up the trace of panic on her face and followed Mo Li calmly.
The study room of Shuohou Mansion.
Shuo Ling was seen wearing a dark blue robe, with the auspicious clouds embroidered with extremely fine silver thread on the skirt and cuffs. He wore a hollow gold belt, and was decorated with a green bamboo pendant. He looked elegant and outstanding.