Chapter 111
Come on, it's really ineffective here.
The old man leaned against the window, and couldn't help frowning when he heard his brother's words. He strode in and pulled him off the bed: "Enough! Do you know what you were talking about just now?".
However, his younger brother, who had always obeyed him, threw a fist at him, and he was startled by the strange emotion in those eyes. Fortunately, the old man had the upper hand in physical strength, and after a few moves, he knocked his younger brother unconscious and carried him. Getting up, looking at Liu Zhenzhen who was curled up on the bed before going out, said coldly: "If anything about tonight is leaked, what he just said just now will come true. Also, don't appear in front of us in the future."
Seeing that Zisu was released from the woodshed by the guards, he rushed to see Liu Zhenzhen. The naked beauty in the hut sat on the bed with her knees hugged, and the moonlight covered her with a layer of cold veil. Liu Zhenzhen could see the unbearable expression on Zisu's face, heard her exclaim when she saw her wound, and felt the wound on her body. The pain and the sticky swelling of the lower body, the real sense of existence seemed to come back a little bit.
Zisu only thought she was frightened, so he comforted her and helped her to take a bath and change her dressing. Liu Zhenzhen was too quiet. She had seen that incident last time, but this time she had an inexplicable feeling. It feels different again. It's not that Zi Su didn't realize that the scratch on her neck came from a hairpin on the ground, but she knew her identity, so she didn't ask too much, but just cleaned it carefully and applied ointment.
"Young Madam, let's rest in Madam's side room tonight. There will be servants serving Madam at night, so you can have a good sleep, okay?"
Liu Zhenzhen didn't say anything but nodded, obediently changed into clean clothes and fell asleep under the service of Zisu. Zisu built a bunk next to Mrs. Yugui's bed to rest. At night, she slept in a daze and felt as if the door had been opened by the wind, but when she opened it and saw that the door was closed again, she was surprised to see a black shadow out of the corner of her eye. Standing by the bed, her mouth was covered before she could scream, her face was covered with a black scarf, only a pair of eagle-like eyes were shining.
"Hush. I won't hurt you." The man let go of his hand and whispered, "What's your name?"
"Purple, perilla."
"So it's really you. Where is your young lady? Where is she?" Seeing that Zisu was very vigilant, the man stretched out his index finger to press her lips, and then took off the black scarf. His right cheek was unparalleled, but his left cheek was burning. But this person, Zisu, has some impressions. It seems that he is the brother whom the fourth master worships, and they came back together when they got married last time.
"It seems that you still remember me, so you're all on your own." Su Ming saw that Zisu had put down his guard a little, and then walked to Mrs. Yugui's bedside, looked at the sleeping lady, and felt her pulse Said: "From tomorrow onwards I will move to live in the Fuhu Courtyard. It is not convenient to come out during the day. I will probably come and go at night. Don't scare me from now on."
Saying this, the man walked back to Zisu, looked at her and asked, "By the way, where is your young lady?"
Zisu's heart skipped a beat when she heard that, everyone really went after the young lady. Before she shook her head, the man saw the resistance in her eyes and smiled: "I can find it even if you don't tell me."
Before he finished speaking, he disappeared into the side room like a gust of wind. Zisu was shocked and hurriedly followed. After entering the room, he saw the Young Madam wrapping her arms around the man's neck and kissing him, passing over Su Ming's generous shoulders. Liu Zhenzhen blushed and looked at Zisu at the door, signaling with her eyes that she doesn't have to worry about herself. Zisu hadn't seen Young Madam's look like that for a long time, her cheerful, star-like eyes were for gazing at her lover, and she didn't miss the man's big hand disappearing under her clothes, so she silently backed out .
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