Slag Shou Cultivating Manual

The next day, Helang felt quite a headache when he found that there were suddenly more His Highness in his room.I don't know how serious the consequences will be if I just leave the bride behind.

Sure enough, his Grand Tutor's Mansion was soon visited by a menacing bride. When Helang heard about it, he was also a little surprised. He was sure that Jiang Yuqing was not a gentle, prudent and virtuous person, so he treated her with extra caution.

She was supported by two maidservants with double buns, she was wearing a luxurious long skirt, carved with jade flour, her natural beauty was full of coquettishness, her eyebrows and eyes were flamboyant and noble, obviously she was used to being arrogant, Lai asked him where the prince was in a bad tone.

Yesterday's entertainment was tiring, and Zhen Puyang rested especially well in his room. Before getting up at this time, He Lang told the truth, but angered Jiang Yuqing, and her thoughts changed again and again. Before she married, Concubine Lin I had hinted to her about this and asked her to pay more attention to it. I never thought that on the day of their wedding, the two of them would ignore her so much and do such careless things without knowing how to get up.

She obviously misunderstood it, thinking that Helang was provoking him, and her beautiful face was full of sullenness, "My concubine is a dignified and first-rank official when I see that my lord is a good-looking person. Punishment?"

He Lang was scolded for no reason, and he was at a loss. How could it become that he has bad conduct?

Seeing him ignoring her, Jiang Yuqing felt like a clown in front of him, without the status of a prince's wife at all, and became even more angry from embarrassment. She raised her beautiful eyes and stepped forward aggressively. When he got up, the housekeeper saw it, and left quickly on his own initiative.

Unexpectedly, Zhen Puyang would appear so soon, Helang stepped back immediately, and Jiang Yuqing froze for a moment, knowing that she had done too much, so she just made do with it, loosened the skirt of her clothes a little, and when she turned around, her eyes widened. It was full of crystal clear teardrops.

"My lord, you are finally here, concubine, concubine—"

Zhen Puyang immediately understood her identity, but she was hesitant to speak, and she was about to cry, anyone with a discerning eye could see that she meant to accuse the Tai Tuo of being contemptuous of her.

Regardless of whether it was true or not, Zhen Puyang's expression changed immediately, and he looked at Helang with anger, wishing he could swallow him in one bite.Sir touched this woman?It must be the woman who seduced him, but he has no self-control?

Seeing that Zhen Puyang's expression was distorted, his face was dark and he didn't know what to think, and he even cast a fierce look at Helang, Jiang Yuqing was overjoyed. He never expected that her play would create a gap between them, no matter whether he was doing it for Face or something else, her goal has been achieved.

She took the opportunity to fan the flames, and wanted Zhen Puyang to see the true face of this person, "Don't look at Mr. He usually looks good, but—"

Before I saw the pity of crying, Jiang Yuqing was slapped by Zhen Puyang furiously, and she fell to the ground. He glared and shouted: "Enough!"

This Jiang Yuqing is really the admiral's darling, as long as she messes around in the unknown and embarrasses him, he will not care, but now, she is getting more and more courageous... she dared to put her mind on him.

Even if it's the prime minister's daughter, he has to teach her a lesson, let alone the admiral's daughter.

He Lang was also nervous when he heard that, not because Jiang Yuqing had framed him, but because Zhen Puyang would get angry and punish her immediately.

Originally, the concubine was intended to win over the admiral. Judging by Jiang Yuqing's temperament, she must be the most favored daughter at home. If he made a move, the admiral who loves daughters like his life has been vacillating among the factions, and he will definitely turn against him at that time. Instead, they beat back.

Zhen Puyang was full of anger, pacing frequently, ignoring Jiang Yuqing who was still covering her cheek in disbelief, and finally reluctantly asked the servants to bring the woman back to the mansion so that she could be kept alive, and specially ordered the servants not to let her She took a step outside, lest she and the admiral have the opportunity to complain.

When everyone is empty, Zhen Puyang accepts when he sees a good deal, and restrains his temper in time, but the shrewd head melon meets Helang, but he still has to negotiate a condition before he is willing, "Sir, let me have dinner tonight, and I will Let her go completely."

"Yes." Helang thought that this was not a big deal, so he nodded in response.

Seeing him retreat, Zhen Puyang made an inch of progress, leaned close to his ear and asked: "What about tomorrow? Tomorrow's tomorrow, and tomorrow's tomorrow's——"

He talked endlessly, and Helang knew that his actions were intentional, so he simply ignored him and closed his eyes to rest.

Zhen Puyang just stared at his calm face at such a close distance, and his slightly pursed, bright red lips, and the appearance of closing his eyes, as if he wanted to let him pick.

He relaxed his mind, and carefully touched every inch of his skin with his eyes, his eyes showed obsession, his eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose, and he never tired of seeing it.

Zhen Puyang thought, if there really is such a person who can make him feel wonderful, even disobeying his mother and concubine, leaving behind his former wife, as long as he can look at him unscrupulously, it seems to be enough.

Zhen Puyang had been fighting with Helang for a long time, and his heart was itchy, but it was a pity that Helang really didn't want to talk to him, so his voice suddenly softened, with a hint of coquettishness: "Huh? Mr. Ying Yang'er~"

The butler standing by the door turned blue, and sneaked a complicated look, wanting to remind them that there was a visitor, but he was also aware of current affairs, so he never dared to break into the main hall, and only announced from a distance outside the door. .

Helang opened his eyes, with a serious look, and pushed the blushing Zhen Puyang away. "I have important guests, come down quickly."

The one who came today was Fu Shangshu, and he specially attracted him.

He took a detailed look at the official appointment form, and found that only the Minister of Rites was acceptable, and even if the emperor was ill and the officials were agitated, he still stood still and remained silent. He and the Minister of Rites had a good friendship. Thinking that maybe this is someone who can be wooed without being too obvious. Knowing that he is addicted to alcohol, he specially told him that there is good wine in the house, and it really attracted him today.

Hearing the footsteps, Helang immediately put on a bright smile and stepped forward to greet him, ignoring Zhen Puyang's cold snort behind him.

"So it's Brother Fu, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Helang is said to be a higher rank than him, but he still calls himself his younger brother. It is impossible for Fu Shangshu not to have a good impression of him. Even though he knows that his mind is related to sensitive topics, he still chooses to keep in touch with him.

Drinking good wine together, Fu Shangshu was shaken, but he still didn't express his intention clearly, maybe because of Zhen Puyang's presence, he couldn't relax no matter what.

Helang knew that he shouldn't be too hasty, so he changed the subject and talked about a relaxed and leisurely topic, which completely relaxed him.

After a few glasses of wine, Fu Shangshu was slightly drunk, and the conversation with Helang became a little strange.

"Teacher He has passed the weak crown for a long time, but has not yet married, I wonder if there is a marriage?"

Helang was slightly taken aback by this sudden question, and answered truthfully: "Never."

Zhen Puyang on the side refused to leave life and death, and just now he heard what they said, so he kept drinking and watching paintings, but now he pricked up his ears, and said ironically, he would like to see which girl in the capital dares to leave. Get involved with his Mr.

After Helang replied that he was not married, Fu Shangshu's already cloudy eyes suddenly lit up again, raised his wine glass to touch him, and said politely: "The Qian King Kong in the family is sixteen years old. At the meeting, the little girl admired you—"

It turned out that this was one of the reasons why he was willing to come.

Helang looked at Zhen Puyang subconsciously, for some reason, he felt that Zhen Puyang would be angry, and if his temper suddenly ignited, it would be a disaster.

But Zhen Puyang seemed to be fine, with a calm face, just sitting, not disturbing them, and listening quietly.

Herron breathed a sigh of relief and continued the conversation with him.

"If you don't have talent, you can barely understand the surface, and you can't afford the admiration of your daughter."

Even though he said so, he felt that it would not be a loss if he could win over Shang Shu through this.After all, his final goal is to let Zhen Puyang rule the world. On this road, there are too many uncertainties. Life can only come once. If there is any opportunity, he does not want to give up.

"Where is there, Mrs. He is a high-ranking official, handsome and talented at a young age, she is a young girl who has been promoted." Fu Shangshu was slightly regretful when he heard his refusal, and the two clinked glasses.

Helang didn't know how to answer, but just smiled lightly, just like he did just now, refusing on the surface, but his attitude was ambiguous.

The loud cracking sound of the porcelain cup interrupted the conversation between the two. It turned out that Zhen Puyang accidentally dropped the teacup in his hand.

"No problem?" Helang stepped forward nervously, ordering his servants to clean up.

Zhen Puyang's face was calm, his eyes were dark, he stroked the scattered tea on his hem, and stood up to disrupt the conversation, "It's okay. But is the sir finished talking with him? Yang'er wants to go to the study of the sir."