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

Zhu Jiuci looked at Pei Heng's face. The two of them had never been so close before. It turned out that Pei Heng's eyebrows and eyes were a little amazing. After clearing the fog, I found a beautiful scene hidden.

Her face is never ostentatious, making people think it is a light blue ink painting. When you look closely, you can see that the eyelashes are as thick as thick ink, and the skin is as white as jade. Occasionally, the silver bottle was broken, and the sky was glimpsed in an instant. It turned out that such a stunning face was hidden.

Zhu Jiuci realized that the two were too close and wanted to back away, but Pei Heng had already stepped back and stood respectfully three feet away.

"As long as the little prince likes it."

Pei Heng was as usual, as indifferent as a distant river, with no end in sight, and the face that had just been glimpsed just now was fleeting, as if it had never been there before.Standing in front of Zhu Jiuci now is the proton who lives under the roof of others. He bears the fate of the whole country on his own. He is not responsible for the tranquility of the prosperous age. If there is a war, he will be the first to be dragged out to die.

Pei Heng sent him out, and stood under the low door of the Proton Mansion to watch him leave, but his feet could not step out of the threshold.

Zhu Jiuci waved at him, Pei Heng smiled and nodded in response.

Going all the way to the end of the street, Zhu Jiuci turned his head, and the gate of the Proton Mansion was slowly closed.

The streets and alleys on the first day of the Lunar New Year are not deserted. People walk around the streets to say hello to the New Year. Zhu Jiuci stands in the crowd and looks back at the deserted Proton Mansion. Sometimes he thinks that the world may not be fair. Good people are not rewarded, and bad people are happy. Free and easy.People who have no desires and desires bear the burden of a country, and people who turn into gods with music and music fall into the quagmire.

Can't figure out why fate plays tricks on the world so much, Zhu Jiuci shook his head and turned to leave, after all, he will try his best to catch the people around him from the ups and downs of the evil sea, and try to find a lone boat floating on the sea to protect the few around him friends I live in peace.

Putting his mind aside for a while, he trotted all the way back to Xiyuan, pushed open the gate, and Liang Zhaoge leaned on the couch embroidering.

Well, embroidery.

Zhu Jiu resigned and went out to close the door. The cold wind on the first day of the new year woke him up. The scene of beauty embroidery just now must not be real!

After taking a breath and pushing the door open again, Liang Zhaoge leaned on the couch and closed his eyes for a rest, with his right hand resting on his temples, elegant as a fairy, and truly a picture scroll.

Zhu Jiuci heaved a sigh of relief, stepped into the room and took off his cloak casually.

Liang Zhaoge opened his eyes when he heard the sound, and when he saw Zhu Jiuci resigned with his beautiful eyes, he got up and ran forward, holding a colorful handkerchief in his hand.

"Look, little grandpa, does it look good?"

Zhu Jiuci: "..."

Liang Zhaoge retracted his doubts, frowned and lowered his head in thought, "Don't you like it?"

Zhu Jiuci frowned, and snatched it over: "What is this!"

Liang Zhaoge panicked and grabbed his hand, "Be careful, little father-in-law! There is a needle!"

Carefully taking the handkerchief back from the man's hand, Yingying turned around and leaned on the couch to start embroidering again.

Threading a needle, dangling on tiptoe.

Zhu Jiuci broke down and rushed forward: "What is Zhaoge doing?"

"Embroidery." Liang Zhaoge was very serious, without raising his head, and said, "I will give it to the young master when the embroidery is finished."

Zhu Jiuci went crazy, "Stop embroidering."

Liang Zhaoge was stunned, "Don't you think it's ugly?" He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes feeling aggrieved. Embroidery is slow and extremely difficult to learn. To wait for that person to come back, he has been staying on the couch to compare with this silver needle. , just rested his eyes for a moment.

Zhu Jiuci had no choice but to sit next to him. It's not a matter of whether it looks good or not. It's obvious that he is a big man who is good at learning how to embroider!Zhu Jiuci glanced at it, the key is that the embroidery still looks good.

"Where did you learn it from?" Zhu Jiuci decided to search for the root cause. Liang Zhaoge will definitely not have a sudden whim to learn that embroidery, it must be guided by some evil person with malicious intentions.

"Little General Qu taught it."

Zhu Jiu resigned and fell to the bed.

"What?" He barely got up.

Liang Zhaoge hooked his toes and supported him, "Didn't you hear me clearly, the little general taught me. What are you doing under that couch? Get up quickly."

Zhu Jiuci couldn't believe his ears, he was so shocked that he couldn't get up.

Liang Zhaoge put the handkerchief aside, leaned over and picked him up, "It's cold on the ground."

"Qu Jinghong taught you this?" Zhu Jiuci still didn't believe it when he sat on the couch.

"En!" Liang Zhaoge picked up the handkerchief again, and started to work with the silver needle.

Zhu Jiuci's eyes hurt from watching, and he turned his head away and couldn't bear to look any more.

Liang Zhaoge was dissatisfied with being neglected, kicked off his shoes and socks and hooked him with the tip of his toes, Zhu Jiuci couldn't stand it anymore, jumped off the couch to settle accounts with Qu Jinghong.

What kind of thing is this, at least he is a young general, he does not teach people to fight and practice swords, but to teach others how to embroider!If this is true, he must ask the Duke of the State to teach him a lesson!

Jumped into the carriage and rushed to the school grounds, it was rare to hear the voices of soldiers shouting beyond the thick walls, the Holy Father approved the holiday on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and there were only these two days in a year for family reunion.But Qu Jinghong is a sword idiot, how could he give himself a chance to rest, and still spend time in the school grounds day after day.

Zhu Jiuci ran across the pasture and found someone beside the weapon rack.

"Little General!"

Qu Jinghong raised his eyes and saw Zhu Jiuci's aggressive and aggressive appearance, he quickly stood up: "Young master?"

Zhu Jiuci cut to the chase: "What did you teach Zhaoge!"

Qu Jinghong was puzzled: "Teach Mr. Liang?"

Zhu Jiuci was eager to ask the teacher for the crime, but he was too embarrassed to say: "Just... that!"

Qu Jinghong saw that he couldn't speak clearly for a while, so he rolled a stone pier from the side and asked him to sit down.

"Master Liang came to look for me a few days ago." Qu Jinghong said, "He also gave me this."

Qu Jinghong carefully stroked the sword in his bosom, his face was full of spring breeze.

Zhu Jiuci took a look and jumped up three feet away. The culprit who was kicked out of the school that day was Liang Zhaoge!Now recalling that day when the sword was shining brightly, Zhu Jiuci was still a little bit aggrieved.

"Why did Zhaoge give you the sword?"

Qu Jinghong was puzzled: "We are all friends, why can't we give it away? Isn't Jiang Shizi, Xia Gongzi, and Xiao Shizi all given away?"

Zhu Jiuci's face turned black, what did this man do while he was busy with official business in the mansion!No wonder he didn't see anyone all day long in those few days, so he went out to bribe his friends!

"Bring it." Zhu Jiuci wanted to return home with the sword to settle accounts.

Qu Jinghong turned over and jumped long, "A gentleman doesn't take what others like, when did the young man become so stingy? Or is it Mr. Liang who is generous and generous..."

Zhu Jiuci was so angry that all his friends were abducted by that man!

"Even if I gave you the sword, I can't teach him..." Zhu Jiuci was indignant, and suddenly his voice was low and inaudible, "...do you want to embroider?"

Qu Jinghong didn't hear the last word clearly, turned around and picked up the fish scale armor, "Is this it?"

Zhu Jiuci took it, and the cold iron armor became colder and colder in the winter, bringing the iron-blooded indifference of the battlefield, he shivered and returned.

Qu Jinghong sat down and continued to weave the Xuanjia, his fingertips were dexterously flying, and he made a row in a short while.He lowered his head and said, "Young master, I don't know that the fish scale armor is a treasure passed down from our ancestors, and it can save lives at critical moments."

He raised his head, his beautiful face was unexpectedly dignified: "A good black armor can withstand three swords. If it is broken on the battlefield, the soldiers can weave it themselves. In this way, I don't know how many lives have been saved."

Qu Jinghong caressed Xuanjia with an extremely gentle expression: "Although it is a weaving skill that girls like every family, it is a life-saving skill for soldiers."

Zhu Jiuci walked out of the school grounds, the setting sun was slanting.

The shadow stretched on the ground for a long time, with a slender figure.

Looking up, the whole long street is covered with red lanterns. People carry chickens and ducks to the streets, knock on the big red door respectfully a few times, and stand aside with their hands behind their backs. When the door opens, they both laugh and shake hands and hug each other. They are very happy. into the house.

Only then did Zhu Jiuci realize that behind the 20 years of Shengning in the Northern Guo State, there was a group of people who wanted to fight in the sand with bare arms, but also knit scales with their heads down...

Back in Xiyuan, he grabbed people and stood up, "Liang Zhaoge, you little liar!"

Liang Zhaoge protected the handkerchief in panic, "No lie!"

"Where did the little general teach you how to embroider!" Zhu Jiuci's eyes were red with anger.

Liang Zhaoge hid behind the chair, holding the back of the chair with his fingertips, not daring to look at him: "Isn't the little general weaving that scale armor! I just..."

"You come back to embroider!" Zhu Jiuci rushed forward.

Liang Zhaoge was strangled by him and couldn't move. He could only struggle with his arms stretched out: "Don't you like it? I chose the suit carefully, and it is my favorite peach blossom."

"It's not about peach blossoms!" Zhu Jiuci choked him, "Stop embroidering!"

Liang Zhaoge's face was flushed red by him, but he still raised his head and said, "I'm going to embroider it and give it to the young master!"

Zhu Jiuci let go of him, "Stubborn temper."

Liang Zhaoge followed up with a smile: "Just say that the little prince will like it."

Zhu Jiuci didn't bother to talk to him, but although he could bear this man's embroidery, he couldn't bear this man's twisting his body and shaking his toes to embroider.He dragged someone to sit in front of the case, "Embroider."

Liang Zhaoge twisted his body unnaturally.

Zhu Jiuci coughed heavily, and Liang Zhaoge immediately sat up straight.

After about half a cup of tea, Zhu Jiuci raised his eyes and saw that Liang Zhaoge's peach blossoms hadn't been embroidered yet, so he asked him angrily, "What are you dawdling about?"

Liang Zhaoge tensed his back and said: "Since I sat upright, I always feel that the embroidered peach blossoms are also square and lose their vitality." He sighed, still holding the silver needle and refused to let it fall.

Zhu Jiuci was convinced by this person, reached out and took the handkerchief and put it aside, "Let's embroider it tomorrow."

Liang Zhaoge said happily: "Did the young man let me rest my eyes?"

Zhu Jiuci chuckled, he could sneak out tomorrow without watching your embroidery.

Liang Zhaoge was very happy, pushed the handkerchief away, and lay down on the desk to rest.

He closed his eyes for a while and then opened them again, "If you rest your eyes, you won't be able to see the young master."

"Give it up!" Zhu Jiuci pressed his paw, and Liang Zhaoge was forced to close his eyes, his slender eyelashes trembling under his fingertips.

"Young master, talk to me?" Liang Zhaoge began to pester him again, "I can't see the young master anymore, I am so pitiful. If the young master doesn't say a few more words, I will really be suffocated to death."

Zhu Jiuci's scalp became numb when he heard it, he suddenly remembered Qu Jinghong's sword, he hummed and said with a smile: "Listen to Zhaoge well."

"Ok!"

"Once upon a time there was a child who gave a sword to a young general. Not only did he borrow flowers to offer Buddha, but he also abducted the young general."

Liang Zhaoge stopped talking.

Zhu Jiuci continued: "This kid took advantage of himself and gave treasures to his little friends one after another. In just a few days, he has already kidnapped four or five little friends."

"Zhaoge said this kid is smart?"

Liang Zhaoge: "..."

"Why don't you answer?"

"Friendship between gentlemen is as light as water..." Liang Zhaoge said with his face buried.

"Oh, it's so light that the precious sword, which is hard to find in gold, is sent to the West School Field as soon as you raise your hand; it's so light that the only copy of Liu Xuanji's 64 hexagrams in the North Guo State is sent to the Shangshu Mansion; Xia Mansion, so light..."

"Little Grandpa..." Liang Zhaoge opened his eyes and got up.

Zhu Jiuci raised his eyebrows: "Have you stopped listening to Zhaoge?"

Liang Zhaoge said, "I don't want to listen anymore."

Zhu Jiuci propped his chin and said, "Don't you feel bored, don't you feel that you are so pitiful?"

"Xiao Jiu!" Liang Zhaoge pounced on him, buried himself in his clothes, and forcibly stopped the man from speaking.