Playwright is wronged by routine [Rebirth]

"Reporting to the leader, Elder Zhu recently went to the Qinglong and Xuanque sub-rules to investigate the attack on the sub-rudders. The concubine of the helm master was killed in the Qinglong sub-rudder. With the physical evidence, the turmoil quickly calmed down. Later, at the Xuanque sub-helm, he taught the leaders of the two factions who were fighting among themselves, and both factions were quite honest. Besides..." Ying Si paused for a while, and then continued: "The elder has taken Yingwu as his male favorite, and he has placed him in Zuiyuejuli. Yingwu is under his supervision all day now, and he can no longer perform surveillance tasks with his subordinates."

Zhu Zihao frowned, but he didn't make a big move to flip the table.He got up from the soft chair and slowly walked in front of He Yanfei.In an instant, he firmly pinched He Yanfei's chin with his right hand, so strong that he felt that the bones were about to be crushed.

After examining it carefully, Zhu Zihao showed a contemptuous smile, untied He Yanfei's belt with his left hand, reached into the loose clothes, and was about to touch his waist right away.He Yanfei's whole body was stiff, but he didn't dare to make any resistance, and even raised his head cooperatively.

"Master, my subordinates still have important matters to report! Yingwu...Yingwu has served Elder Zhu, just a week ago." Yingsi's expression did not change, but the cold sweat on his forehead showed his nervousness.

When Zhu Zihao heard the word serve, he kicked forward on the spot.He Yanfei was caught off guard and was kicked flying, hitting the wall straight.

"It hurts—" There was a huge pain in his chest, fearing that a rib had been broken by a kick, He Yanfei let out a muffled groan.

Zhu Zihao looked at He Yanfei with disgust in his eyes, as if he saw something dirty.He threw a pill from his sleeve and hit He Yanfei directly on the forehead, causing He Yanfei's head to roar and stars to shine in his eyes.

"Be good and serve the elder well. If you can't be his pillow, you'll be a dead person." Zhu Zihao said lightly while wiping his hands vigorously with a silk scarf, until the skin on his hands turned red, and he was finally satisfied.

Then, Zhu Zihao walked up to Yingsi, shattered his coat, revealing the white lining, turned his head to the rest of the people, and said coldly: "Get out!"

A roar with internal strength caused everyone's eardrums to be severely stimulated.

The shadow guards immediately got up from the ground and rushed to the door, only He Yanfei lay on the ground and did not move.Before the person finished walking, Zhu Zihao's hand could not wait to reach into Ying Si's lining, and began to rub back and forth.Yingsi was trembling all over, almost going limp in Zhu Zihao's arms.

Seeing this scene, all the veins on He Yanfei's forehead and hands exploded, wishing he could bite his silver teeth into pieces: How dare he insult Yingsi like this!

The blood in his throat vomited out all at once, and all the anger in his heart rushed to his forehead. He barely propped up his body with his left hand, and his right hand was in the shape of a sharp claw.

Seeing that his younger brother wanted to rush over and make a move, Yingsi roared with all his inner strength: "Go back!".After speaking, he took the initiative to stick to Zhu Zihao's chest, and kissed him passionately.

He Yanfei suffered internal injuries, and was dizzy from the roar again. Only then did he regain his senses and realized how stupid he was just now.He couldn't even move one of Zhu Zihao's little fingers. If he tried his best, not only would he die, but his brother would also suffer.

He smiled bitterly silently, endured the pain and got up from the ground, picked up the pill from the ground, put it in his arms, and walked out of the conference hall with difficulty while leaning on the wall.

His bun was ruined, his clothes were disheveled, he let the blood overflow from the corner of his mouth, dyed his clothes red, and walked towards Zuiyueju.Along the way, no matter which maids or servants he met, he always smiled back.Smiling until he returned to his bedroom, he finally returned to indifference.

He put the antidote on the tea table and prepared to take it to the pharmacy for research tomorrow.He rubbed the ointment on the bruise on his chest again, and after the pain in his body subsided, he took out the map from the bookcase and described the terrain of Fengyu Pavilion in full.

"I will make you pay the price." He put away the map and said lightly, as if talking to himself.

Finally he lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.

"elder brother."

"Let's go out together, shall we?"

"I will take care of you for the rest of my life."

Zhu Yusheng finished his official duties early today, and concentrated on practicing in his room.

In the evening, I was about to go out to get some air, but when Yuewei came to report, I had to sit back in front of the desk again.

"My lord, my subordinates have something important to report." Yue Wei's expression was quite serious.

"What a big deal." Zhu Yusheng rested his chin on one hand and knocked on the desk with the other.

"The teacher is back."

"That's the point too. What did he do."

"He summoned all the shadow guards."

"Well, reward medicine, right?" There was nothing unusual, Zhu Yusheng played with the brush and turned out a flower.

"Young Master Ying seems to have been seriously injured. A servant saw him returning to Zuiyue Residence covered in blood, and his expression was particularly strange."

"How to say?" Zhu Yusheng's pen stopped.

"He was seriously injured, but he kept smiling. The servants said that his smile was uglier than crying, as if he had lost his mind."

"Ask Liu Ye to bring him some medicine for nourishing blood and invigorating blood stasis, as well as some medicine soup." Zhu Yusheng gently pinched the tip of the brush, and pulled out the hairs of the brush one by one from the wooden handle.

Yue Wei knew that this was the Lord's anger.After Zhu Yusheng plucked all the hair, he found that Yuewei was still standing motionless.

"Is there anything else?" Zhu Yusheng felt much better, changed a pen, and started spinning again.

"Mr. Ying sent someone to bring a cricket and paper crane over at noon, to see you practicing, so I didn't disturb you."

"Cricket? Let's put it on the ground, and present the paper crane." Zhu Yusheng casually glanced at the jar, not very interested, but was very interested in the content of the paper crane.

Zhu Yusheng opened the paper crane and frowned when he saw a few crooked lines.

"My lord, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you very much. Xiao Wu racked his brains and found that everything in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting is not good, and he doesn't know what you like. After thinking about it, he can only search all corners and catch you A big cricket. Xiao Wu can assure you that no one in this teaching is as powerful as it. If you are tired, you can tease the cricket to relieve boredom. I hope you like it, and when you see crickets in the future, you will think of Xiao Wu."

It turned out that this was the "surprise" prepared by Yingwu.

The scene of that day when Yingwu had a confident showdown and the gambler blowing his beard and staring at him flashed through his mind. Maybe this cricket is really some kind of overlord in the sect, the king of crickets?

Zhu Yusheng picked up the jar on the ground, took off the lid and took a look.

It looks like any other cricket, just a few legs and a few beards.

Words are really ugly.

People, quite self-aware.

"surprise"?Fair enough.

For the sake of you digging through the grass for so many days, I will leave this little thing behind.

Zhu Yusheng covered the jar and put it on the bookshelf, and refolded the paper into a delicate little paper crane, and put it in an empty pencil case.

It's better to go to the wine shop for a drink, so thinking about it, he walked towards the wine shop.

The night is deep, and the moonlight is beautiful tonight.

Zuiyueju happens to be on the way...

For cricket's sake, go see him.

He Yanfei was awakened from the dream.It's like thousands of ants crawling on the skin.He wished he could peel off all his skin.

So hot, so hot.He rolled off the bed, struggled to move to the wall, and finally took a breath.

Well, it's cold.His teeth chattered, his hair stood on end, and he became delirious, speaking incoherently, and his pupils were dilated.

dying…

In a coma, someone gently hugged him, stuffed something into his mouth, and wiped the sweat off his forehead.He swallowed unconsciously, only feeling a coolness in his throat, spreading all over his body, and the severe pain in his body was relieved a lot.

He really wanted to see who treated him so tenderly, but his eyes were dizzy, and he could only see a dark figure. It seemed that only one person could meet his requirements. He murmured: "Brother, you are back..."

No one responded, why not make a sound?

The man touched his side face again, gently and softly, which calmed the restlessness in his heart a lot.

I can't think anymore, I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep.

A long sigh fell.

"Practice calligraphy well in the future, don't embarrass me."

He just heard the sigh, and couldn't hold it any longer, and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up from his coma, his eyes were still a little blurry, as if someone was staring at him.

"It can be regarded as awake. For such a big person, the sleeping door is not closed, and the window is not closed..." There was a trace of fatigue in Ying Si's eyes, and he sighed: "Without me, what should you do."

"Brother... What did you give me just now? The antidote? I thought I didn't need to take it today, and I wanted to study it..." His voice was a little hoarse.

"What are you talking about? Did you have a fever? Brother just came." Yingsi hurriedly touched his younger brother's head and found that his body temperature was normal. The younger brother put it on.

"No bro, I wiped it."

His mind finally turned around at this moment.

Someone just broke in and fed him the antidote.

who is it?

He didn't have a clue for the time being, so he had better solve it by himself, and don't let brother worry about it anymore.

At this moment, his eyes could finally see clearly.

Then, he could clearly see the alternating red and purple marks on Yingsi's neck.

"Brother, I really forgot a lot of things... In the future, please tell me one by one. Zhu Zihao, a bitch, I will definitely help you..." Mentioning Zhu Zihao, his eyes were as cold as ice.

Yingsi closed his eyes, opened them again, shook his head, and said, "I do it voluntarily."

What?He couldn't even help showing a smile.

What a big joke.Please don't make such silly jokes again.

"I like him."

He pursed his lips and stared at Yingsi, unable to believe it.

"He doesn't hate me." Ying Si laughed, showing his beautiful teeth, and said, "Although he doesn't like me either."

"He just likes to grab Zhu Yusheng's things and fight with Zhu Yusheng." Ying Si smiled bitterly.

"He likes Zhu Yusheng." He spoke slowly.