The sadistic beauty has taken a fancy to me [Transmigration Book]

A hundred days had passed in the dream, and only a moment in the present world. When Zhu Jiuci woke up, the sky was just dawning. He turned over and sat up. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

He fumbled for the handkerchief with both hands, but he couldn't find it for a long time, so he had to pinch the quilt to wipe off the cold sweat from his forehead.

The soul returned to its place, and many thoughts came one after another.In the dream, I mistakenly thought that I was a person reading a story, and I didn't feel anything, but when I woke up, I was terrified.

Putting on clothes indiscriminately and running out the door, the courtyard was deserted and the sky was gray. The red lanterns on New Year's Eve had been extinguished at this time, and they were hanging on the porch swaying sadly.

Ah Nian yawned and practiced sword in the courtyard, the long sword slashed across the plum branches, the branches trembled slightly.

Zhu Jiuci went to the back of the tree and called him, just wanted to find someone to talk to for a while, his mind was still not clear, and he couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality for a while.

Anian quickly put away the sword, and jumped forward with a smile: "Little Grandpa, Happy New Year! Just about to call you, the palace sent a dress, and the Duke and Mrs. Guo are waiting for you in the front yard."

Zhu Jiuci's expression tightened: "What dress?"

Anian walked around behind the tree and pushed him into the house: "Palace clothes for the ancestor worship ceremony, the little prince, go back to the house and change into clothes, don't make the prince wait in a hurry."

Zhu Jiuci almost fell down, turned around and grabbed A Nian's shoulder in a hurry: "Ancestor Worship Ceremony!"

Ah Nian was quite frightened by Zhu Jiuci's intense emotions, and quickly said seriously: "On the first day of the first lunar month, the grand ceremony for worshiping the ancestors, my little father-in-law even forgot about this?"

Zhu Jiuci hastily let go of him, and ran out of the courtyard staggeringly.

Ah Nian followed behind and called him loudly: "Young master, put on some clothes before leaving, be careful not to catch a cold!"

Zhu Jiuci couldn't feel the coldness of winter, so he rushed all the way to the front yard, passed the hanging flower gate, and ran along the verandah. At the beginning of the new year, the Duke's mansion granted leave to the servants, and there were only three or two figures in the huge courtyard.

He didn't dare to stop all the way, and ran straight to the front hall, when he crossed the threshold, he almost stumbled and fell to the ground, but luckily the Duke's wife helped him up.

"What's the hurry, kid?" Mrs. Guo smiled and patted the dust off his body, "I didn't ask Anian to call you, but I wanted you to sleep a little longer. Last night's New Year's Eve was so late, it's okay to snooze for an hour or two. "

Zhu Jiu's forehead broke out in sweat, and he said anxiously: "The ceremony of worshiping the ancestors..."

The Duke's wife was very happy, "The sun is coming out from the west? It's rare that you care about this. It's just right for you to try this palace dress to see if it fits. If it doesn't fit you, you have to hurry up and change it."

Zhu Jiuci was dragged by his mother to the front of the clothes, touched the gorgeous silk robe with his fingertips, and finally calmed down. There were still a few days before the ancestor worship ceremony, and he had enough time to arrange everything, just let Liang Zhaoge stay in It's fine if the mansion doesn't go to the ancestor worship ceremony.

so far so good.

Calm down and lean forward to get the palace clothes, there was a rustle behind the screen, Zhu Jiuci looked over, Liang Zhaoge came out wearing a navy blue and white pheasant five-rank official uniform, and the world lost all color for a while, he was really a young man with a jade tree facing the wind, the sun was shining brightly, and he looked like a fairy .

Zhu Jiuci rushed forward in shock: "This is Zhaoge!"

Mrs. Guo had no choice but to take him by the collar and pulled him off Liang Zhaoge: "Your Mr. Qin is a Da Si Yue bestowed by His Majesty, of course you have to participate."

"Can't go!" Zhu Jiuci suddenly paled.

Mrs. Guo took someone to the side, took an official uniform from the coat and put it on his head: "The imperial decree has come down, what are you doing, kid. Try it quickly, if it doesn't fit, you have to give it to the embroiderer to change." .”

Zhu Jiuci hurriedly took off the palace clothes, and threw himself on Liang Zhaoge, the noble palace clothes fell to the ground and were stained with dust.

"Zhaoge can't go!"

Mrs. Guo frowned, even though she had a good temper, she was a little angry because of Zhu Jiuci's willful behavior. The palace uniform is a sacred object bestowed by the royal family. Stepping forward to teach him a lesson, Liang Zhaoge said:

"Young master, do you think it's not good-looking?"

He hugged Zhu Jiuci with one hand, and unfolded his sleeves with the other. The silk and satin unfolded like flowing water, the navy blue was like black jade, and the white pheasant's tail feathers spread its wings amazingly, lifelike.

Zhu Jiuci raised his head from his arms, tears welling in his eyes, but he didn't know what to say.Even if you are extremely anxious, it is impossible to tell the dream. Such absurdity, I am afraid it will scare the family, let alone persuade Liang Zhaoge not to go to the ancestor worship ceremony, I am afraid that he will be locked up like a lunatic .

"Can Zhaoge not go?" Zhu Jiuci asked him almost desperately, thinking that Liang Zhaoge still didn't follow the etiquette to accept disciples when he was bestowed with Da Si Le, so maybe he didn't need to go to the ancestor worship ceremony this time!

Liang Zhaoge smiled wryly and shook his head: "What's wrong with the young man?"

Zhu Jiuci bit his lower lip and could not speak.

The sun was shining brightly in front of Lingyin Temple, and the cursing voices of the officials were still lingering in my ears, with thousands of people pointing fingers and spitting on their faces.But these are all foreign things, and he doesn't care, others can scold them if they like, as long as Liang Zhaoge doesn't care, it doesn't matter how much insults he hears.What he was afraid of was the serious injury that lasted half a year.

I'm afraid that the whole courtyard will not wash away the blood.

Afraid of the strangle marks on Liang Zhaoge's neck.

Afraid of his pale as snow complexion.

Afraid that he would be weak like a butterfly with its antennae broken.

"Don't worry, my lord. The ancestor worship ceremony only takes two hours, so I won't be tired." Liang Zhaoge couldn't wait for the man to answer, so he could only guess the reason himself.

He gently embraced him and patted him on the back: "Don't you still believe in the utility of plum soul?"

Zhu Jiuci held back his tears, his chest was full of words, and finally nodded.

After lunch, he left the house alone.

The imperial decree has been issued, and it cannot be changed no matter what, and the family cannot discuss it, and his friends and friends are also young boys who have not grown up, so he can only find that person.

In front of the Proton Mansion, he looked up.

After so many years, the Proton Mansion has not changed at all.Simple and pure white without any decoration, as indifferent as water, as calm as a mountain, just like the impression that person gave him.

He climbed over the side wall and climbed in.

Pei Heng stood in the middle of the courtyard and turned around. He was not surprised to see this unexpected visitor, and said with a smile, "Why is the little prince hiding again?"

From childhood to adulthood, whether the little father-in-law made a mistake or was in a bad mood, he always liked to hide in this proton mansion.Although Pei Heng moved to the palace later and the Proton Mansion became free, neither of them forgot this place, and it was still their secret base.

Zhu Jiuci stepped forward and dragged him to the steps to sit down.

"At the beginning of the new year, why are you so preoccupied?" Pei Heng sat beside him, looking up at the sky surrounded by the courtyard wall.

Zhu Jiuci put on a smiley face: "Mr. Pei... Happy New Year."

Pei Heng blocked his words: "Why do you force yourself to say that blessing when you have something on your mind? I don't need these two sentences from you."

Zhu Jiuci finally laughed.

"Fortunately you are outside the palace, otherwise I really have no one to talk to."

Pei Heng nodded, since he entered the palace that year, every year, only a few days during the Spring Festival can he get the emperor's order to leave the palace.On weekdays, you can only go out with the imperial hospital, or occasionally sneak out with the little father-in-law boldly.

Zhu Jiuci looked at Pei Heng seriously and said, "Is there any way to escape the ancestor worship ceremony?"

Even Pei Heng, who was as calm as he was, had a crack in his face for a moment, and couldn't tell whether Zhu Jiuci was joking or serious.

"The young master is...?"

Zhu Jiuci sighed: "Zhaoge he..."

Pei Heng understood immediately after hearing it, and there was no need for Zhu Jiuci to mince words about what happened in his dream. He said, "Young Lord, what you mean is that someone is afraid that someone will be disrespectful to Mr. Liang during the ceremony?"

Zhu Jiuci seemed to grasp a glimmer of hope and nodded repeatedly.

Pei Heng comforted him and said, "Although I am not from Beiguo State, I also know the importance of the grand ceremony of worshiping the ancestors. The grand ceremony is absolutely necessary, but..."

Zhu Jiuci's face lost all color

Pei Heng hurriedly continued: "But you don't have to worry about it. Why would someone stand up and talk about such an insignificant thing during the family and country festival?"

Zhu Jiuci suddenly stopped.

The grand ancestor worship ceremony was solemn and grand, with hundreds of officials paying homage, and the ninety-five-year-old sage also bathed and prepared many days in advance.The rules of etiquette are heavy, and the officials cannot even raise their hands to wipe off the sweat on their foreheads. How could someone stand up and yell at that solemn and solemn occasion...

Now that I'm not in my dream, it's ridiculous to recall that scene.

Although it was as clear as a personal experience at that time, it was a dream after all, not necessarily true.

Seeing that Zhu Jiuci had calmed down, Pei Heng patted him on the shoulder and said, "Who dares to criticize and question the Grand Music Officer bestowed by the Holy Majesty himself?" Looking into his eyes, he said, "Isn't questioning Da Si Le's identity the same as questioning His Majesty?"

"Young master, think about it, who dares to question the emperor?"

Zhu Jiuci suddenly relaxed, a heavy stone fell from his heart, he had never been so relaxed before.

Yeah, everything is different now.Liang Zhaoge is no longer the singer who was scolded by others in the original book, but now he is Mr. Qin personally hired by the Duke's mansion, a god praised by the people in the capital, and a Da Siyue bestowed by the emperor's own imperial letter. , the attention of all people.

Today that person was wearing a fifth-grade navy blue official uniform, bright as the moon in the sky, brighter than the stars in the sky.There has never been that terrifying three-foot white silk, no weakness as thin as a piece of paper, no thin face that can blow him down with a gust of wind.

Today's Liang Zhaoge has stood tall and graceful in front of people, unafraid of wind and rain.

"Have you figured it out?" Pei Heng folded his hands behind his head and leaned gracefully against the pillar.

"En." Zhu Jiuci bowed his head.

"Come on!" Pei Heng jumped up, turned around and extended his hand to Zhu Jiuci.

Zhu Jiuci raised his head, and the young man laughed and stretched out his hand to him. The sun cast a layer of light and shadow behind him. They were all overshadowed by him.

Zhu Jiuci stretched out his hand, but was suddenly grabbed by someone forcefully, and the force involuntarily pulled him up forcefully. As soon as Fang stood firm, the majestic force faded away in an instant.

Pei Heng led him into the house.

The small room is simple and clean, with a couch, a table and two chairs, nothing else.

Zhu Jiuci sat down at the table, Pei Heng turned around and walked to the couch, opened the hidden compartment, took something out, walked back with his hands behind his back, and stood in front of Zhu Jiuci.

"What is it? It's so mysterious." Zhu Jiu said.

Pei Heng took Zhu Jiuci's hand and put the object in his palm.

The wood is soft and warm, and the carvings of hairpin flowers are exquisite and complicated, and the lines flow like water. I don't know how many days and nights it took.

"Wooden hairpin!" Zhu Jiuci raised his eyes in surprise.

Pei Heng smiled and nodded: "It's not the jade hairpin, please don't dislike it, my little father-in-law."

"How could it be!" Zhu Jiuci carefully picked up the wooden hairpin.

Pei Heng is the hostage of a country, so it is not difficult to live alone in a foreign country. Substituting wood for jade is really helpless, but it shows his sincerity and enthusiasm.Although jade hairpins are expensive, how can they compare with wooden hairpins?

"Thank you Mr. Pei!"

Pei Heng suddenly leaned over to look at him, the two were very close: "Little Lord, happy new year."

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