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

Little Grandpa, Little Grandpa...

The soft voice called him like this, wrapped around his body tightly, and burrowed in along the pinnae, scratching his heart itchy.

Zhu Jiuci opened his eyes, and the soft silk curtain was hanging down from the sky. It was a little strange but he couldn't tell the difference. Looking at it again, he was very familiar, as if he slept here year after year, and it was no different from the past.

He felt an itch on his chin, raised his hand to wipe it off, the itch came again, looked sideways, Liang Zhaoge looked at him with his chin propped up, pinched a leaf of slender grass with his left hand to irritate his skin.

"Are you awake?" Liang Zhaoge's clothes were cool, revealing a large area of ​​skin, and a glaring bruise on his fair neck. Zhu Jiuci sat up in shock.

"What's wrong with the little grandpa?" Liang Zhaoge leaned over, his pale cheeks without a trace of blood, his thin wrists were leaning on the edge of the bed, almost broken.

"No..." Zhu Jiuci calmed down and fell into a dream again, clearer than last time.Looking up at the tassels on the bed, it was strange that it was in Dongyuan.

"Young master, do you have anything to say to me?" Liang Zhaoge still tilted his head to look at him, the collar of the skirt was a little wrinkled because of this movement, revealing a large area of ​​spring inside.

Zhu Jiuci wanted to raise his hand to straighten his clothes for him, but he raised his hand halfway and put it down again. The person in front of him was as fragile as a reed in the middle of a frozen lake, which would break when he touched it.He didn't dare to touch him, he pinched the quilt tightly with his fingertips under the satin.

"What...?" He asked late.

Liang Zhaoge stared at him, his narrow eyes swept from his eyebrows to the corners of his lips, and then turned back to stare closely at his eyes.

"Don't tell me, my little father-in-law, but I have something to ask." Liang Zhaoge looked at him and smiled, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be pulled up hard, which seemed absurd.

Suddenly there was a strong wind outside the window, and the wooden window snapped open and hit the wall with a loud noise.

Liang Zhaoge got up and went to close the window with weak steps, Zhu Jiuci frowned and called him: "Zhaoge..."

Liang Zhaoge turned around, "Huh?"

"Be careful of the cool wind." Zhu Jiuci said hesitantly.

Liang Zhaoge didn't care, walked to the window, his sleeves were bulging due to the strong wind, his black hair was flying, twisting and tangling, his slender fingertips grabbed the window lattice, almost exerting all his strength——crack!The windows are closed.The gust of wind stopped, Mofa fell back behind him.

Zhu Jiuci hurriedly got off the ground, and only realized when he stepped on the cold ground with his bare feet. He forgot that this was not Xiyuan paved with soft carpets.

Turning around to look for shoes and socks, someone grabbed his wrist suddenly, and a force pulled him to the side, falling to the side, and the whole person fell on the couch.Liang Zhaoge pressed himself down, and the ink hair slipped from his shoulders and fell on Zhu Jiuci's face, carrying the icy coldness of just passing through the strong wind.

Liang Zhaoge's face was pale, his thin mandibles were distinct, and his eyes were sunken, making his eyes look bigger.The strangle marks on his neck were still obvious, as if Bai Ling was still strangling his neck.He said in a hoarse voice, "Why didn't the young man say..."

"What?" Zhu Jiuci was a little flustered.

Liang Zhaoge's eyes were dizzy and bloodshot: "During the ancestor worship ceremony, why didn't the young master say——I am your beloved?"

There was a loud thunder outside the window, and the sky suddenly darkened, followed by the sound of crackling rocks hitting the ground in the distance.

A layer of cold sweat broke out behind Zhu Jiuci's back, Liang Zhaoge pressed down on him and stared at him closely, with a twitching smile on his lips.

The heavy rain hit the eaves, and there was a muffled sound, as if some bandits were slamming on the door frantically.

Liang Zhaoge got up sideways, leaned against the bedpost, and played with a strand of Zhu Jiuci's black hair wrapped around his fingertips.

"Why didn't you say it, little prince?" Liang Zhaoge said to himself.

Zhu Jiuci sat up with his hands propped up, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and he didn't dare to look Liang Zhaoge in the eyes.

The courtiers' cursing still echoed in my ears, mixed with the rainstorm outside the window, making my eardrums hurt from the noise.

Why didn't you say...

In the center surrounded by the crowd, all the faces are strange and terrifying, with sharp fingers poking his spine. No matter what he does, standing on the opposite side of the crowd is the original sin.He once hid in the body of the little father-in-law in a dream, watching the man bravely stand up and confess his feelings generously, but when he really faced the storm, he was timid and cowardly looking forward and backward, and it was the last ounce of courage in a desperate situation lost too!

Fear clenched his heart, he raised his eyes in panic, and bumped into Liang Zhaoge's obsessive eyes.

"Then let's not talk about it." Liang Zhaoge turned around, grabbed Zhu Jiuci's ankle and dragged him to the edge of the bed.

Zhu Jiu resigned his hand to stop him, but Liang Zhaoge did not let go.

Delicate fingertips grasp the skin and feel the smooth texture.

Liang Zhaoge knelt down in front of the couch, took out his shoes and socks and slowly put them on for him.

"Don't..." Zhu Jiuci stopped.

Liang Zhaoge glanced up and stopped Zhu Jiuci's words.

The small room knelt and sat, the wind and rain outside the window.

"Okay." Liang Zhaoge held Zhu Jiuci's soles and gently placed them on the ground. He got up and sat next to Zhu Jiuci, still staring at him.

"I'm sorry..." Zhu Jiuci said.

"Why did you apologize?" Liang Zhaoge tilted his head to look at him, a shadow cast over his slender eyelashes.

"because--"

Liang Zhaoge interrupted him: "Because Zhaoge didn't do well."

"No!" Zhu Jiuci panicked.

"It's Zhaoge who didn't do well," Liang Zhaoge continued, looking at him very seriously, "Otherwise, the little prince wouldn't have said that. It must be something I did wrong."

He didn't give Zhu Jiuci a break to speak, and continued, "Is it because of Zhaoge's past?"

Zhu Jiuci desperately shook his head.

Liang Zhaoge raised his slender hand, and the weak light from outside shone in, shining on his face through the gaps between his fingers: "This hand touched someone else, and my little father-in-law minded, so I chopped it off."

Zhu Jiuci hurriedly grabbed his hand: "Zhaoge!"

Liang Zhaoge obviously didn't believe it, and was still struggling in his hands.

"Otherwise, why didn't the young master say anything?"

"Yes, Zhaoge is my beloved!"

Liang Zhaoge laughed: "Young master, do you really think Zhaoge is stupid? At this moment, no one can tell that the young master is responding to the scene."

Zhu Jiuci really panicked, grabbed the man's hand and didn't know how to express his sincerity, but suddenly the hands slipped away, he grabbed it empty, and was lonely for a while.

"Understood." Liang Zhaoge stared at him, "Young master, please promise me that if I cut off these hands, I will have nothing to do with the past. How about my little father-in-law no longer looking down on me?"

Afraid that he would do something stupid, Zhu Jiuci panicked and said, "Zhaoge! I have never disliked..."

Liang Zhaoge suddenly thought of something to interrupt him: "It turns out that these hands are not enough." He suddenly broke free vigorously, pointing his fingertips straight at his own eyes, "These eyes have also looked at others—"

Zhu Jiuci rushed forward to stop him, his forehead hit the man's thin chest, and there was a muffled sound in his ear, his cheek was pressed against his thin and fleshless body, and he could almost feel the ribs under the man's clothes, Zhu Jiuci burst into tears .

The torrential rain was still falling outside the window, and a large group of servants came into the courtyard in coir raincoats, and the leader stood at the front of the group and announced the rules loudly.

The violent wind and rain made the servants tremble and bow their heads.

"Is it here so soon?" Liang Zhaoge looked out the window feeling amused.

"who is it?"

"A new servant." Liang Zhaoge said casually.

Zhu Jiuci recalled that after the ancestor worship ceremony, Liang Zhaoge created a knife torture in the courtyard by himself, kneeling in the courtyard covered in blood and screaming like ghosts, which scared many servants crazy.Since then, the Duke's Mansion has recruited many new servants...

"Don't cry, little father-in-law, Zhaoge won't scare you anymore." Liang Zhaoge put down his hands, as expected, he didn't want to poke his eyes any more.

Zhu Jiuci raised his head, Liang Zhaoge looked at him with a pale face.

"Zhaoge, you..."

Zhu Jiuci suddenly stopped talking, his mind was in a state of panic, and the surrounding dreams shook.

Liang Zhaoge suddenly grabbed him tightly: "Leaving again?"

"What?" Zhu Jiuci was puzzled.

The next moment, the dream collapsed.

At the moment when his thoughts were withdrawn, Zhu Jiuci saw Liang Zhaoge sitting alone in a corner of the couch in a vast expanse of whiteness. I'm afraid you don't want me..."

Zhu Jiuci woke up with a start, the silver bone charcoal was burning hotly, and Anian sat beside him with folded arms and yawned.

"Where's Zhaoge?"

Ah Nian woke up in a daze: "Young master is awake! I slept really soundly, it's already dark!"

"But it's true," Anian chattered, "The long road with tens of thousands of steps in the green mountains, you should also have a good rest... Hey, my grandpa! Put on a big cloak!"

Zhu Jiuci had already rushed out, the Xiyuan glazed lanterns were as bright as the stars in the sky, and the blue silk swing was floating in the air, it was really a beautiful day.

Rushing to Yushi Court, the man rolled up his silk sleeves and stood by the well bending over to fetch water.

Zhu Jiuci suddenly stopped.

Beloved...beloved...

How could he face that person without the courage to speak.

He hesitated in his steps, he stood outside the Jade Court and watched the slender and beautiful figure sway.

Turning around and going to the front hall, the Duke of the State sat majestically in the main seat, and Zhu Jiuci knelt on the ground without saying a word.

The old butler of the mansion was terrified, even though he had been working diligently in the mansion for more than forty years, he had never seen such a scene. He looked back at the mansion, nodded his head and walked out, closing the door, leaving the father and son together one room.

The Duke raised his eyes: "Say."

Zhu Jiuci kowtowed his head without hesitation: "The matter of the divine edict was done by me alone, and has nothing to do with others. I beg General Mo to punish Mr. Qin."

Grandpa stood up.

Zhu Jiuci slammed down again: "Mr. Qin's skills are superb, and the sound of the qin is like a god. I beg the general to allow Mr. Qin to stay in the house."

With his forehead touching the cold ground, Zhu Jiuci's body trembled slightly. He finally made a wrong step. When he used a letter of appointment to lure people into the mansion, he should have thought of what kind of predicament he would face when things failed one day!Grandpa Guo is someone who can't even hold an umbrella in the music workshop, so let's talk about people who come out of the music workshop!

Cold sweat dripped down, Zhu Jiuci watched the black boots stepping on the ground step by step, his heart tightened, suddenly the black boots walked by, the wooden door creaked open behind him, and the cold wind came in.

"come out."

Zhu Jiuci looked up hastily, the Duke had already stepped over the threshold and stood in the dark courtyard.

Running out in a hurry, Grandpa Guo looked at the sky with his hands behind his back.

Tonight, the crescent moon has hidden its brilliance, and the sky is full of stars.

"Child, come here."

Zhu Jiuci obediently walked over and stood with his head bowed.

Grandpa Guo glanced at Zhu Jiuci, and then looked at the night sky again.

"You have never been on the battlefield, so I can't teach you many things." The Duke frowned, as if he was a little regretful, and continued after a while, "We often say a word on the battlefield—"

Zhu Jiuci looked up at him.

"Heroes don't care where they come from." The Duke turned around and left, leaving Zhu Jiuci alone with Manyuan Xingguang.

The capital city has not had such a sky for a long time, the stars are shining brilliantly, countless stars are all over the sky, and a belt of flowers crosses it, it is the Milky Way composed of many nebulae.

Zhu Jiuci returned to Xiyuan in a daze, realized that he was not there, and hurried to Yushi Court.

Liang Zhaoge was sitting in front of the clear water pond with a jade plate in his hands, his slender fingertips were soaked in the icy water, already turning red from the cold.

Zhu Jiuci felt distressed and caught up with him and fished out his hand, "What are you doing?"

Liang Zhaoge looked at him in surprise: "Young master?"

He turned around and put down the jade plate, and raised his hand to hug Zhu Jiuci, thinking that his hands were still dripping with water, he regretted taking it back.Turning his eyes, he was elated again, stretched his fingertips towards the icy water, fished out something and held it in the palm of his hand, and presented it to him like a treasure.

"guess?"

Zhu Jiuci hugged his cold hands and felt distressed: "Zhaoge..."

Liang Zhaoge hurriedly withdrew his hands, wiped off the moisture on his clothes, and pushed the man to the water pavilion to sit down with his hands clasped.

"I didn't bother you when the young man was sleeping soundly," Liang Zhaoge glanced at the jade dish, "while the young man was sleeping soundly, he stole clean water to wash his treasures, and unexpectedly he was discovered."

Zhu Jiuci grabbed the disobedient person and wrapped his frozen hands in his palms again: "How can I get well water alone."

The winter night is cold and the well is deep and bottomless, which is really dangerous.

"I haven't found any servants..." Liang Zhaoge told the truth, Yushi Court is a place for soup baths, and there are no servants to wait on weekdays. If each courtyard wants soup baths, they all bring people from the courtyard.

"That's not allowed..." Zhu Jiuci frowned.

Seeing Zhu Jiuci's mother-in-law and mother-in-law's nagging posture, Liang Zhaoge quickly stopped him: "Aren't you curious?"

He poked Zhu Jiuci's chest with his fist.