Lord Fourth, Madam Has Tricked You Again

As soon as the voice fell, Su Peisheng no longer hit him with a whisk.

Still patted Xiao Dezi's forehead directly with the palm of his hand, and said, "Why don't you say that you are stupid, you think you know, Si Ye will get up tomorrow morning, don't you know."

"Yes, yes." Xiao Dezi replied repeatedly, clutching his mind.

"We are slaves, just take care of the master and son, and the rest, the Lord has his own measure, we must not open the pot or open the pot."

Xiao Dezi frowned, and whispered: "But the Lord regards her as Fu Jin."

Seeing that Xiao Dezi was still not resuscitated, Su Peisheng simply pinched Xiao Dezi's big one.

And tirelessly said: "Isn’t it just a girl who slept with me? The Meng family’s father and daughter are not in a hurry, you little **** is anxious. Besides, our father is a man, but Ms. Meng is still a big girl. , So, the master is not a loss."

"If Fujin comes back, wouldn't it be too easy?"

"Our father is pure enough. You didn't see the long live master and those elder brothers traveling south, and the other girls on the road are not spoiled. This is all a lot of things." Su Peisheng said nothing.

Moreover, he thought to the bottom of his heart that he was inferior to this kind of big lady with big doors than touching wild flowers.

He also discovered that Si Ye was more concerned about Fu Jin.

But what Long live the most disliked was that the princes moved sincerely.

The purpose is not to let the princes' mood and behavior be influenced by women.

If this is the case, how will it become a great weapon in the future.

Because the prince in the royal family has little pitiful affection, there should be no personal feelings!

Xiao Dezi opened his mouth: "But..."

"But what is it, you little eunuch, you're really worried about being a master."

"No... dare not, Grandpa Su." Xiao Dezi knelt and said.

Su Peisheng tapped Xiao Dezi's forehead with the tip of his index finger, and said, "From today onwards, Master Meng is the father-in-law of the Fourth Master. As for Miss Meng, who is our little master, you just put away those things. The mind of the mind. When the Fourth Master wakes up tomorrow, he knows better in his heart than anyone else, so don't hit his muzzle, be careful of your head."

Anyway, Minger's Fourth Master was sober, and he understood everything.

If salt was sprinkled on the wound of the little eunuch, wouldn't it be death?

"Yes, thank you Grandpa Su for the suggestion." Xiao Dezi said respectfully.

Su Peisheng shook the whisk, walked ahead, and said, "Okay, go back to watch the night."

He, Su Peisheng, never belonged to any hostess in the backyard.

Unless the Fourth Master is more concerned about who, then he will also be respectful.

But all that is from a good angle for the Fourth Master.

If the fourth master is too attached to a female host, then it will become a matter of extremes.

Therefore, his loyalty will always belong to the Fourth Master.

As far as Si Ye is concerned, Master Meng is not a plump + plump wings?

Su Peisheng, who returned to the house, stood outside with the minions to watch the night.

At this time, the movement in the room had not stopped.

Meng Yajing was barely scared just now.

For fear that Su Peisheng would come in and ruin her good deeds, then she would fall short.

At this time, she couldn't care about anything else, and her mouth was bitten by the pain.

The fingertips are deeply embedded in the silk pillow.

This night, I was turned into the red wave, the pink and the daisy fell, and the hairpin was lost...

By the middle of the night, Si Ye had fallen asleep.

Meng Yajing looked at the man's handsome cheek and couldn't help crying.

She finally became his woman.

She has only known each other for a while, but she loves and sinks so deeply.

There is even a feeling of seeing each other late, which arises from my heart.

Early the next morning, Meng Yajing woke up before the Fourth Master.

After waking up, she turned sideways, staring at the handsome face of the fourth master, smiling with contentment.

So as soon as Si Ye opened his lazy eyes, he saw her staring at herself and laughing stupidly.

At first glance, he felt a trance, thinking that Fu Jin was sleeping next to him.

But the morning sunlight came in from the window, and he saw it really, not thinking.

In addition, after a night of sleep, his wine has almost woken up.

Although there is still a hangover after rhyme, a little dizzy, but the consciousness is clear.

So he took another look.

Immediately, that face went black.

Where is his Fu Jin, it is obviously Miss Meng.

Meng Yajing's cheeks were flushed by the fourth master.

As long as she thinks about what happened last night, she is embarrassed.

But Si Ye realized that the other party was not Fu Jin, so the laziness in his eyes disappeared.

Instead, there was a bitter chill.

He closed his eyes, thinking a little bit about yesterday.

When he sorted out all his thoughts, he also understood the thoughts of the two fathers and daughters of the Meng family.

Fourth Master's thin lips lightly opened, and said coldly: "Go down."

"Master...you..." Meng Yajing was hurt by the sudden indifference of the Fourth Master.

It seemed that it was not him who turned the clouds and rain with her last night.

Softly coax her to keep her from crying, neither is him.

Is it all her illusion?

Otherwise, how could a person's attitude change so much in a short time?

But after she sat up in a panic, her body caused her pain.

And there was a splash of blood on the sheets.

The red blood that pierced her tears symbolized that she has become a woman ever since.

Si Ye sat up and saw the red on the bed sheet.

But he just glanced at it, and pulled the silk blouse inside the bed at will, intending to ask the slave to come in and wait.

At this moment, Su Peisheng's voice came from outside, "Master, Master Meng, please see me."

As soon as the voice fell, Meng Yajing lay down again in shame.

Si Ye got out of bed and said coldly, "Bring him in."

He wanted to see what other tricks Meng Shiyuan had.

If you dare to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf, let Meng Shiyuan look good!

Not long after, Meng Shiyuan was brought into the house by Su Peisheng.

As soon as he entered the house, he didn't even dare to lift his head, so he knelt down and said, "Si Ye, the slave I sent out found Sifujin’s whereabouts. As long as Si Ye gave an order, the minister would immediately lead people to bring Sifujin. Bring it back without damage."

Hearing this, Si Ye's thick eyebrows frowned.

He glanced down at the kneeling Meng Shiyuan.

This... is different from what he thought.

It's really different!

After a moment of contemplation, he looked at the sunny sky outside and said lightly: "No, you just tell the master where Fu Jin is, and the master will pick her up by himself."

After speaking, he glanced at Su Peisheng.

Su Peisheng greeted Liu Hua Liu Ye and went into the room to wait for the Fourth Master to change and wash.

Meng Shiyuan's head kept knocking on the ground, not daring to lift it up.

He just said: "Four Lord, your injury is still not healed. Leave this to me. Besides, the matter of Yajing...Look..."

I saw the fourth master spread his arms and was served by the slave.

And the corner of his mouth raised a chilling sneer, "So, are you threatening the Lord?"