"No." Shi Weiming didn't think there was anything good about it at all. Instead, he kept laughing, "Xuanjin, don't you know that the famous Marquis Shuo is already in his twenties and has never touched a woman before? Isn't it true that my father was getting anxious, so he made a plan, and I didn't expect him to wake up once, even if he was exposed to the smoke, it would be okay. "
Yang Zijin clenched his fists and stood there without shutting up.
On the other hand, Mother Yang saw that the situation had calmed down a lot, so she moved her legs to lower everyone's heads so that no one would notice them. She hoped that the two giant Buddhas would leave quickly, and that the ordeal would be over in Ten Miles of Spring Breeze.
Shi Weiming reacted belatedly, touched his nose and laughed dryly: "Shuo Ling, is Zijin an interesting person? This prince has long wanted to connect the two of us to become friends. If we don't know each other, it won't work." Is it a fate?"
"Thank you, Third Prince, for your support, but there is a huge gap between the villain and the Marquis. I would never dare to accuse the Marquis." Yang Zijin said with a cold face.
This sudden disaster was just a joke of Shi Weiming!
Shi Weiming laughed awkwardly, took Yang Zijin's arm and whispered softly: "Has he always concealed himself from others? Wherever there is a prince, is he always hanging out in the hook? That's why I changed my name and borrowed his name, Zijin, shouldn't I?" Is it because you are separated from him?"
"I don't dare." Yang Zijin covered his chest and took a step back. "Master Hou, this matter has nothing to do with him. I very much ask Master Hou to show mercy and spare them."
Shuo Ling tied up his robe unhurriedly, looked at Yang Zijin and smiled again, "Am I the shopkeeper of Chunfeng Shili?"
"The shopkeeper of Chunfeng Shili is not his mother." Yang Zijin lowered his head again, speaking and acting in a controlled manner, for fear of being caught in the wrong place again.
"Young Master?" Shuo Ling chuckled, "Tsk, your kung fu is pretty good."
Yang Zijin's eyes twitched. What did Shuoling mean? Satire
Very well, he is begging to be killed and making fun of him at the same time. Is he a split personality?
Shuo Ling glanced at Yang Zijin a few more times, as if he was begging for mercy, as he was doing well as a young man, but he couldn't help but feel that this little girl was very arrogant.
On the surface, he pretends to be innocent and pitiful, but in fact he is full of evil and very bold.
"Ahem." Shi Weiming smiled again, "Shuo Ling, has this prince done too much? I hope I won't pay too much attention to it. Next month, he will bring out Zi Jin's Chen Tan fine wine to make amends to me. How about that? ?”
Yang Zijin looked at Shi Weiming with a cold face, "I lost my leg last night and broke the old wine. Isn't it a pity?"
Shi Weiming's eyes were slightly cold, but he couldn't help but smile, "Then Gaiyue..."
Yang Zijin saw the subtle changes in Shi Weiming, and his heart sank slightly.
She thought she was blind and actually became friends with such a tiger and wolf. He suddenly thought that he might not even be able to keep his name, so it seemed that he would avoid it in the future.
Furthermore, although Linglong was not a very good person, he was still considered a cash cow in the spring breeze. If Ruming died because of Shi Weiming's ridiculous joke, how could Yang Zijin not be angry
"Dirty places like Chunfeng Shili are afraid that the third prince's feet will be dirty!"
What's more, regardless of the inside and outside of this matter, Spring Breeze Ten Miles is not the victim. Shi Weiming actually wanted to use her wine to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha. It was not a good idea!
It was a shame that the status of the two sides was so disparate, so Yang Zijin could only use such childish methods to get a small revenge.
Thinking of this, Yang Zijin said sternly: "I have never seen much of the world, and Ming Yue is not frightened. Although I don't dare to blame anyone, I am afraid that Queen Moon will not be able to brew that refreshing wine. Anyway, the third prince is also afraid." As noble as gold, please don’t beg to come back again in the future.”
Shi Weiming's face looked a little ugly, and he stood aside wondering what he was thinking.
Yang Zijin turned away his eyes, bowed his head to Shuo Ling and said: "Master Hou, the spring breeze is so miserable that the villain will come to apologize again in another month."
"Well, he's waiting for me." Shuo Ling nodded slightly, grabbed Yang Zijin's arm, and wiped the bloody sword clean on her back.
Yang Zijin was speechless for a while, was he reduced to a rag with her
Forget it, forget it, I can’t stand someone with a noble status!
But Shuo Ling was a little surprised. When he got closer to Yang Zijin, she smelled the scent of liquid chrysanthemum. It was like the spring breeze blowing on her face, and she felt relaxed and happy.
Furthermore, Shuo Ling was already much taller than Yang Zijin. When he lowered his eyes, he saw her neck, which was as smooth as jade. Along the collar, he also saw the eye-catching blue-purple color and faint arc on the outside.
That leg feels...
Suddenly, Shuo Ling let her go.
Yang Zijin was confused and looked up at Shuo Ling, only to see that his expression was a little serious.
Really moody!
The sword was sheathed and Shuo Ling frowned. He wanted to leave, but he didn't really want to leave.
"How's the injury?" Shuo Ling suddenly asked calmly.
Yang Zijin was startled. That Lord Shuo had been killed and beaten. Did Ming Bu Nao wipe his sword with her own clothes and start to care about her again
"Master Hou, I... have profound skills. The villain Mingyue was lucky enough to learn a few moves. It was really difficult." Yang Zijin smiled.
Shuo Ling nodded and asked, "Where is my room?"
"ah?"
"Prepare water and take a bath." Shuo Ling's expression was as usual, his eyes searched for a while, and he guessed that Yang Zijin's boudoir was in the backyard, so he walked over.