Speaking of which, although the girl in front of her is a little younger, only about sixteen or seventeen years old, if she is raised for a period of time, she will inevitably have a different taste.

The pink and round face, the cute little tiger teeth, and the forward and backward curves that have already begun to take shape all make me very fond of her.

But just when Zhao Ji was staring at the many shameful places on Zhong Sijin's body, he was lost in thought.

A pair of small hands seemed to be flying, and they suddenly came to him.

Zhao Ji was so frightened that he took a few steps back after saying "Hey!"

When Zhao Ji stabilized his mind, that kind of brocade rushed over again with a blushing face:

"You guys are too frivolous and rude!"

"Actually, you still want to treat me like that?"

"It's so shameless, extremely shameless!"

While Zhao Ji was avoiding the 'demon dance' in front of him, he kept saying back:

"what happened?"

"You are allowed to ride me, but can't I ride you?"

"What's the point of this?"

"Don't you ever think you will win?"

"If not, how could you be afraid of my bet?"

"If you are scared, just apologize to me and admit defeat now."

"Since I'm several years older than you, I naturally won't be as familiar with you as a little girl."

The more Zhao Ji said, the angrier he became.

At the end, he raised his slender hand and went to get the sword to chop Zhao Ji.

Fortunately, his sister was on the side and was always paying attention to the development of this matter.

Otherwise, Zhao Ji might not even be able to get out of this door today.

Zhong Fanhua saw that the situation was gradually escalating. After taking two steps to Zhong Sijin's side, he quickly held down the little hand where his little sister was drawing the sword:

"Little sister, can't everything be easily discussed and negotiated? Why do we have to use swords and swords?"

Zhong Sijin glared at Zhao Ji angrily:

"That frivolous person, if he hadn't spoken like that just now, how could I be like this?"

Zhong Fanhua shook his head and smiled bitterly:

"Little sister, why don't you apologize to the official and say that you shouldn't question him and let this matter go?"

"what do you say?"

But who would have thought that as soon as Zhong Fanhua finished speaking, that kind of Jin said without any sign of weakness:

"How about that?"

"The more frivolous that person is, the less I can lose to him!"

"Let's see who rides who in the future!"

When Zhong Sijin said this, her pretty pink face couldn't help but become even more rosy.

But she changed her words and said:

"Besides, I don't believe that such a frivolous and dissolute person would be taught clairvoyance by those Taoist masters."

"At best, you are just deceiving him."

"What's funny is that you actually take it seriously!"

"Okay, I agree with you!"

Zhong Fanhua took a look and saw that the two people in front of her were getting deeper and deeper into conflict. She felt helpless and stopped trying to persuade him.

At this moment, I could only look at the pair of living treasures in front of me with a wry smile, and my heart was extremely complicated.

After Zhong Sijin picked up the sword, he wanted to leave this place.

However, he was stopped by Zhao Ji who came from behind:

"You girl, don't leave in a hurry."

"There must be a way to communicate between you and me, right?"

"Even if you go in and out of the palace with ease, it will be extremely troublesome if you go back and forth every day."

"You people in the world, don't you have a quick way to communicate with each other?"

"For example, flying pigeons delivering messages or something like that?"

After hearing this, Zhong Sijin frowned slightly at first.

After pondering for a while, he slowly shook his head:

"There are no such things as flying pigeons delivering messages."

Zhao Jigang wanted to give up such an idea, but Zhong Sijin's next sentence gave him hope again.

"However, I have raised a small peregrine falcon since I was a child."

"It's not bad to use that bird to convey news."

With a smile on Zhao Ji's face, he saw Zhong Sijin quickly returning to the flower bed.

Then he bent down, reached under the bed with his little hands, and pulled out a small cage made of wires.

In the cage, a gray-black raptor slightly larger than an adult's hand was looking around at the surroundings with a pair of curious eyes.

When Zhao Ji saw this bird, he was both surprised and worried.

My little sister-in-law has really, really unique taste!

If it were other women, they would only have one or two rabbits, puppies, and the like.

But as soon as this girl raised her, she got a bird of prey!

This hobby is really unique.

But can this thing really be used as a homing pigeon?

Don't let the news about me fly around and let your enemies pick it up, that would be terrible!

But right now, besides trusting this thing, do I have any other choice?

Thinking of this, Zhao Ji stopped picking and choosing.

After Wazhong Sijin learned how to use it, he let it go.

……

Zhong Sijin has left this place for a long time, but the two people in the room still haven't said a word.

Zhao Ji stood in front of the window and looked out the window through the slightly opened window.

Pieces of snowflakes fell from the sky to the ground.

The surrounding scenery turned into a vast expanse of white.

And those kinds of flowers were staring blankly at Zhao Ji's back at this moment, thinking deeply in their hearts.

She always felt that Zhao Ji had changed a lot in recent days.

Because in the past, Zhao Ji rarely came to her.

He always maintained a suppressive and vigilant attitude towards the military attachés in the imperial court.

If this were not the case, Zhongshi Dao would not have been imprisoned in Dali Temple because of Gao Qiu's slight instigation.

But in recent days, Zhao Ji was not only very interested in that kind of teaching, he even swore to the two sisters that he would rescue them.

This inevitably made Zhong Fanhua feel grateful, but at the same time, he had such a strange idea.

If it weren't for the fact that the official's appearance hadn't changed at this moment, I would have thought that the person in front of me was no longer an official.

I don't know how long it took.

When Zhao Ji closed the window and turned around to say goodbye to his beloved concubine behind him, he saw the beauty looking at him in trance.

While I felt a little amused, I also had the idea of ​​teasing the other party.

Zhao Ji first dodged to the side, and then with a few strides, he came behind Chong Fanhua.

His body was shortened and his arms were strong, and he immediately held the other person's frail body in his arms.

Before Zhong Fanhua could come back to her senses, her body was already carried on the show bed by Zhao Ji.

As he was breathing heavily, he saw Zhao Ji's rather heroic face and was about to come over.

Fang Xin was embarrassed and panicked, and she said something out of nowhere:

"Official, official family..."

"What if the official loses the bet with his little sister?"

"With my little sister's temperament, if the officials don't recognize her, they won't let it go."

"If you want me to be ridden by my little sister..."

"Then, how does that make it happen?"

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