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

Liang Zhaoge stared at Zhu Jiuci's pale face, feeling pain in his heart.

"Is the little father-in-law worried about me?"

Zhu Jiuci took a deep breath to suppress the turbulent emotions in his heart, and said as calmly as possible: "There is nothing to worry about in the ancestor worship ceremony. Didn't Zhaoge talk about it? It will be over in two hours."

Liang Zhaoge brought clean silk and satin to wipe his half-dried hair. He lowered his head and stroked his black hair very gently, as if treating a treasure in the world. He said softly, "Young master can't lie to me."

Zhu Jiuci lost his voice.

"Young master, is there something on your mind?"

Zhu Jiuci bit the tip of his tongue, and knocked over the five-flavor bottle in his heart, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, bitter and astringent.He watched the man's white fingertips brushing against the black hair, the gorgeous silk wiped away the water droplets little by little, and the ink hair was shiny when he brushed gently, suddenly he couldn't bear to tell the man the truth, he said: "The palace clothes are thin, How can I withstand the cold for two hours?"

Liang Zhaoge laughed: "Young master was worried about this." He took Zhu Jiuci's hand and put it in the palm of his hand to protect it, "Wouldn't it be nice to wear a few pieces underneath?"

Zhu Jiuci heaved a sigh of relief, he had actually deceived him, and continued his words: "Zhao Ge loves beauty, why are you willing to wear a few bloated shirts under the palace uniform?"

"It's a grand scene with hundreds of officials, who can see me?" Liang Zhaoge got up and put the soft silk aside, and returned to the bed, opened the silk quilt, and let Zhu Jiuci lie down.

He leaned over to tuck in the corner of the quilt, sat on the edge of the couch and looked at him: "Plum Soul seems to be taking effect, I haven't coughed for a long time, maybe it will be all right in the spring of next year."

Liang Zhaoge moved Zhu Jiuci into the couch, and lay down on his back. Looking at the gorgeous tassel pendant above, he seemed to think of something, and said: "When the body is fully recovered, I will accompany the young man to leave the capital. "

Zhu Jiuci was surprised, and before he could speak, he only heard Liang Zhaoge continue: "The little father-in-law always said that he wanted to go out and have a look. The magnificent rivers and mountains, the vast sea area, and the blue sky, the hearts of those who hear it will be stirred up, and they will no longer be addicted to it. The first 20 years I was trapped in the house, and I didn't know the beauty of the world, now that the little prince let me see the light of the sky, I don't want to let it go."

Zhu Jiuci was shocked in his heart. He thought it would take many years for Liang Zhaoge to see the beauty of the world, but he never thought that he had already stepped out and stood under the sun waiting for him.

The worries about the ancestor worship ceremony suddenly seemed insignificant. Compared with this incident, it was just a little twists and turns on the road of life. How could it be compared with that person's determination to take a step forward.

"When the peach blossoms are in bloom, how about we go?" Liang Zhaoge turned to look at him.

Zhu Jiuci slid two tears down his temples and into his black hair, disappearing instantly.

Liang Zhaoge saw it, panicked for a moment, and half stood up to look at him: "What's wrong with the young man, did Zhaoge say something wrong?"

Zhu Jiuci shook his head, grabbed his sleeve and made him lie down again.

"Then it's settled, Zhaoge can't go back on his word."

"As long as the little father-in-law doesn't cry and be homesick." Liang Zhaoge smiled and put his arms around him.

The glazed lamps in Xiyuan were extinguished, and the night was peaceful.Beijing people have long been accustomed to hearing birdsong in the middle of the night in the capital, and falling asleep with partridges is a different feeling.

At midnight, the small room was quiet, but Liang Zhaoge suddenly got up in the dark.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Jiuci was too sleepy to open his eyes.

Liang Zhaoge had already got off the bed, and a voice came from the table: "The handkerchief for the young master is not finished yet."

For a moment, Zhu Jiuci was covered by dark clouds, and he stood up speechlessly. Suddenly, a bean-sized flame lit up on the other side of the table, and Liang Zhaoge's face was reddened. The man frowned and bit his lower lip. This man's petty temper is here again.

"Come back to sleep."

Liang Zhaoge shook his head, and when he looked at Zhu Jiuci, he complained a little: "It's all because of the disturbance from the young master, who made me forget to embroider this handkerchief."

Zhu Jiuci yelled that he was wronged, it was clear that this person suddenly carried him to the Yushi Court to soak in the bath all afternoon, but how could it be that he was pestering Liang Zhaoge and never let him go, this person would really turn black and white.

Liang Zhaoge sat down in front of the case alone, ignored Zhu Jiuci at all, and lowered his head to pick up the silver needle under the dim yellow light.

Zhu Jiuci was a little worried: "The lights are dim and hurt your eyes."

"No." Liang Zhaoge did not look up, and continued to work after finding the missing stitches.

Zhu Jiuci couldn't resist his stubborn temper, so he could only persuade him: "Isn't it okay to embroider when you come back tomorrow? I have to embroider at night, even if I embroider, I won't need it."

Liang Zhaoge finally raised his head: "This handkerchief was used in the grand ceremony of worshiping the ancestors, so we can't embroider it again tomorrow morning."

Zhu Jiuci dragged the quilt to the ground, and walked over barefoot on the carpet: "How can it be used for the grand ceremony of worshiping the ancestors?"

Liang Zhaoge seldom showed disgust in his eyes: "Others said that the little father-in-law is unlearned and incompetent. I thought it was because of the jealousy of that person, but I didn't think so..."

Zhu Jiuci hurriedly stopped him, with Liang Zhaoge's clever mouth, he didn't know what to do with him.

"So, what is the handkerchief for?"

Liang Zhaoge embroidered two more stitches and said: "Worshiping ancestors is solemn, and officials are not allowed to raise their sleeves, but stand side by side to wipe sweat. Did the young master forget?"

Zhu Jiuci suddenly realized, but he didn't expect that Liang Zhaoge had done his homework so thoroughly, and he felt relieved for a while.But seeing the dark sky outside and the silence of the Duke's Mansion, I was really worried that this person would stay up all night.She stroked his shoulder and said, "Isn't it enough to just find a handkerchief?"

Liang Zhaoge held the silver needle and said very naturally: "The handkerchief next to it is not pretty."

Zhu Jiuci: "..."

He resolutely dragged the man back to the couch, but Liang Zhaoge refused to do so after beating him to death.

After coming down again and again, Zhu Jiuci was defeated.Going back to the couch alone, I watched the man threading needles under the candlelight.

The fine silver thread passed through the silk, and the red fingertips pinched the thin needle. It was not like the real scene in the world for a while. Looking at the dim lights, Zhu Jiuci slipped into the silk quilt and closed his eyes in a daze. Before he fell asleep, his mind was still the same The figure of a man sitting at a desk.

Although the silver bone charcoal was hot, it couldn't stand the cold in the middle of the night. When Liang Zhaoge finished embroidering the handkerchief and returned to the couch, his hands and feet were already cold.Be careful to keep a distance from that person before lying down, for fear of giving him cold air.

Zhu Jiuci opened his eyes, Liang Zhaoge was startled.

"Young master isn't asleep yet?"

"You just came back?"

Liang Zhaoge was wronged, and hid under the quilt without saying a word.

Zhu Jiuci turned over and looked down at him, suppressing his dignity: "Turn around until midnight, can Zhaoge get up tomorrow?"

Liang Zhaoge nodded with his eyes closed.

Zhu Jiuci snorted and lay down, and turned his back to ignore him.

Liang Zhaoge carefully touched his back with his fingertips, and the latter shook his body and ignored him.

Someone panicked, quickly fetched a handkerchief and waved a corner in front of him.

Zhu Jiuci still ignored.

"Go to sleep."

Liang Zhaoge put away the handkerchief pitifully and lay down: "Young master ignores me and can't sleep."

Zhu Jiuci was so angry that he turned around, it was to let him go to bed and not to have a tea party, so why should he ignore it!

Liang Zhaoge explained: "The little father-in-law ignored me, and felt cold all over his body, so cold that he couldn't sleep."

Zhu Jiuci glanced at the fiery silver bone charcoal on the ground, knowing that this man opened his eyes and talking nonsense, so he turned over decisively to see nothing.

Liang Zhaoge saw that he couldn't win back that person's heart, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "If you don't believe me, please cover your hands for me."

Zhu Jiuci was about to reach out his hand when suddenly his stomach felt cold, which made him shiver. This person actually put his cold hand on his stomach!

Turning over to get up, Liang Zhaoge took advantage of the situation and held his waist to prevent him from moving.Zhu Jiuci was tortured by the winter ice and went crazy, but Liang Zhaoge said with a completely wronged attitude: "Zhaoge didn't lie to you, did he?"

Zhu Jiuci collapsed and grabbed the ice hand on his stomach, and was about to let him go, but stopped: "Why is it so cold?"

Liang Zhaoge bit his lower lip and said nothing, his eyes rolled round.

Zhu Jiuci snorted coldly: "If you embroider again, the rouge will be gone."

Liang Zhaoge's face was greatly distressed, and he withdrew his hand like a lost soul, "Little Grandpa..."

"Good night." Zhu Jiuci closed his eyes in satisfaction.

Liang Zhaoge stared blankly at the couch in a daze, realizing that his rouge had gone and would never return, suddenly grabbed Zhu Jiuci's shoulder and turned him over to look at him.

"Rouge doesn't want..." Zhu Jiuci's threatening words hadn't finished yet, and his stomach felt cold again. Liang Zhaoge put his hands on them again, and said like a robber: "After all, the rouge is gone, and Zhaoge has nothing left." Excuse me, as the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes, so please feel wronged by the little father-in-law."

Zhu Jiuci was about to scold him for using vulgar language indiscriminately, when Liang Zhaoge suddenly curled up under the quilt.

"what happened?"

Liang Zhaoge looked at him and said, "The feet are also cold..."

"Liang Zhaoge!"

"Young master is the best!"

"Go away!"

"Just a moment..."

"Not even half a stroke!"

The two of them tossed and tossed until the sky was bright before resting. Zhu Jiuci had just closed his eyes when he heard A Nian knocking on the door, and threw down a porcelain pillow in a moment of annoyance.Poor Bai Yuci fell on the thick blanket, making a muffled sound.

The servants filed in, and Zhu Jiuci resigned to his fate.It was rare for Liang Zhaoge not to get close to him to fight with the servants for the job of changing clothes. He stood obediently by the side, holding back his yawns, and occasionally asked Zhu Jiuci if he was sleepy.

Zhu Jiuci stood and squinted, unable to pay attention to him. The heavy palace clothes were put on layer by layer, and the pressure became heavier. In addition, the servants changed into new silver bone charcoal in the morning, and the heat rushed to his face for a while, which made him feel even worse. Sleepy.

The two walked out of Xiyuan with dark circles under their eyes. When the cold wind blew, Zhu Jiuci finally woke up for a moment. He glanced at Liang Zhaoge's slender figure, glared at him, and ran back to the house to search for a hand stove.

After a while of flying around, Zhu Jiuci came out with the servant who wanted to cry, and handed the stove to someone angrily.

Liang Zhaoge hugged obediently without saying a word, Zhu Jiuci jumped up angrily: "I didn't let you hug!"

"Then...?" Liang Zhaoge returned to Zhu Jiuci's hands.

In a fit of anger, Zhu Jiuci tore off the beauty's clothes and put the hand stove in in front of the servants all over the courtyard. Hundreds of maids and servants blushed and bowed their heads, lamenting for Liang Zhaoge.

"Is it warm?" Zhu Jiuci said in a bad mood.

Liang Zhaoge nodded.

"Hide it well." Zhu Jiuci walked away.Liang Zhaoge trotted behind with his clothes on.

Walking all the way to the front yard, the servant quickly pushed open the gate of the Duke's Mansion, and Zhu Jiuci stepped across the threshold, stunned for a moment.

The majestic carriage team had lined up in front of the mansion, the Duke turned around and looked over, frowning.

Everything seemed to coincide with a dream, Zhu Jiuci suddenly became stiff, cold sweat burst out from behind, and his scalp was numb.

The Duke threw away the rein and said to him, "What are you in a daze for?"

Liang Zhaoge stepped forward and led the people into the carriage, settled the silly wooden one down, and opened the curtain in front of him, saying: "Young master got up violently, and his head is a little dizzy."

The Duke of the country randomly picked up a servant and asked them to find ice packs and garlic slices.

Liang Zhaoge put down the curtain, turned his head to Zhu Jiuci and blinked at him curiously.The little father-in-law in front of him was rarely quiet, he huddled in the cedar blanket obediently, like a wooden puppet.

Can't help poking with fingertips.

The soft flesh on the face feels excellent, and the fingertips sink into it lightly, and it is as white as milk jade.

Liang Zhaoge shook his fingertips and said, "If the little grandpa doesn't wake up, the grandpa will take slices of raw garlic to apply to his face."

Zhu Jiuci moved his body, and finally escaped from the muddy memories, and saw the person in front of him smiling like a flower, wearing a navy blue palace suit, and the white pheasant spreading its wings, how could it be the person in the dream whose neck was covered with bruises and who was about to fall .

"What sliced ​​raw garlic?" he asked.

Anian poked his head out from the car door at the right time, and carefully handed over a plate of bright white garlic slices, the pungent taste instantly covered up the aroma of the treasure car.

"A Nian!" Zhu Jiuci covered his nose.

Liang Zhaoge suppressed the irascible villain, and took the plate from Anian's hand: "The Lord Guo specially found it, and it has a miraculous effect on treating headaches." He picked up a piece of raw garlic with his fingertips, intending to paste it on Zhu Jiuci's temple.

Zhu Jiuci jumped away: "Wake up, wake up!!"

The voice of Grandpa Guo came from outside: "Let's go when you wake up."

The little overlord was wilted.

The Duke's wife suddenly lifted the curtain and looked at him with a smile: "At the grand ceremony later, if the good boy is sleepy, let the boy next to him help him. If he falls asleep and falls, it's okay to be ashamed, but it will be sad if he loses his face."

Zhu Jiuci nodded dumbly.

The mother drove away happily.The female general always went her own way, she didn't want to suffer in the blanket carriage, she rushed to the front of the team with a wave of the rein, and disappeared.

Zhu Jiuci shook his head, how could he have worried that the dream would become a reality, it was clearly quite different.

Once he relaxed, sleepiness swept over him, Zhu Jiuci retreated into the cushion to take a nap, but Liang Zhaoge came up to him and bumped into him, hesitating for a while, unable to understand.

Zhu Jiuci endured the anger of being disturbed and asked him: "What's wrong!"

Liang Zhaoge pinched his fingertips, fidgeting.

"I……"

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