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

Liang Zhaoge's behavior really made Zhu Jiuci angry, but the beauty is delicate, her waist is like a willow branch, and the punishment is neither scolding nor scolding. In a rage, Zhu Jiuci confiscated someone's precious flower branch cup.This move was quite effective, and the beauty immediately withered.

"Give it back to me, Xiao Jiu." Liang Zhaoge followed behind him, shaking his sleeves, and followed him all the way from the south end of the veranda to the north.

Zhu Jiuci pulled out his clothes and strode forward, knowingly asked: "Isn't it just a cup, Zhaoge still has the sapphire cup, the white fat jade cup, why do you rely on this one?"

Liang Zhaoge aggrieved to keep up, and poked his head out beside him carefully according to his pace: "But the flower branch cup is beautiful, the sapphire cup is too elegant, and the suet jade conflicts with the snow scene again, how can I drink tea without it... ..."

Zhu Jiuci turned his head suddenly, Liang Zhaoge was so frightened that he took half a step back and asked weakly:

"Young master has changed his mind?"

Zhu Jiuci smiled coldly: "Recently, Ah Nian gave me a pair of porcelain vats, which she said were given by the shopkeeper of Wan'ercha in Liuya Hutong. There were also paintings of peonies, tits and red lanterns on them, which matched the snow scene very well. Then forward it to Zhaoge!"

The beauty was really frightened, she hid behind the green pillars and dared not come out, Zhu Jiuci stepped forward and dragged her out: "Shall I accompany you to get that tea mug?"

"Don't..." Liang Zhaoge dodged and hid behind another pillar.

Zhu Jiuci snorted, and finally got rid of the clingy bag and was free.After walking a few steps and seeing no one following him, he went to Dongyuan.

The flower branch cup is placed on the Dongyuan tea table, Liang Zhaoge hardly sets foot here, just looking for it in Xiyuan by himself.

Zhu Jiuci carefully moved the flower branch cup to the side of the tea table, for fear that careless servants would knock it over.If the flower branch cup is accidentally broken, I don't know how much trouble that person will make.

Since New Year's Eve, Liang Zhaoge has been holding the flower branch cup tightly. He uses it for drinking tea and eating sugar water on weekdays. The whole cabinet of exquisite tea sets has fallen out of favor.I really don't know what this person likes about the Huazhi Cup. From Zhu Jiuci's point of view, the Huazhi Cup is exaggeratedly decorated and colorful, and it has no other purpose except a nice name.

Taking out the soft silk and wiping the glass, Zhu Jiuci stood in front of the case and looked around. He hadn't returned to Dongyuan for a long time, but he was a little strange.

He went around the screen to look at the couch, and when he raised his eyes, he was a little dazed. The tassels were dangling, and the silk satin was the same as the familiar feeling in his dream, as if he had slept here for 20 years.Although the porcelain pillow and quilt are different, they are still disconcertingly familiar.

He didn't want to stay here any longer, and when he turned around, he saw Liang Zhaoge standing next to him with bright eyes looking at him.

"Zhaoge!" Zhu Jiuci was taken aback, "When did you follow me!"

Holding the cloth scroll in his arms, Liang Zhaoge felt aggrieved: "I went to fetch the cloth scroll to read to the young man, but you disappeared in a blink of an eye. I searched for a long time, so why did I follow you with malicious intentions?"

Zhu Jiuci coughed, "Go back to Xiyuan to read."

Liang Zhaoge is ice-snow and clever: "What is the little prince hiding from me?"

"No." Zhu Jiuci dodged him and walked around the screen.

Liang Zhaoge followed behind and analyzed on his own: "Then why is the young man so flustered? Could it be—"

Seeing that there was no sound behind him, Zhu Jiuci turned his head to see that Liang Zhaoge was already standing in front of the tea table, holding a flower branch cup and twisting into twists with joy.

"You..." Zhu Jiuci was too angry to say anything.

Liang Zhaoge put down the cup and walked over: "I won't take it." As he spoke, he looked back reluctantly.

Zhu Jiuci was so angry that he lost his temper: "Forget it, you can take it."

Abandoned people and returned to Xiyuan.

Really sleepy at night, Zhu Jiuci was so tired that he didn't eat much, he only ate some porridge and a few dishes of side dishes.Liang Zhaoge was happy because he was so heavy, so he was so greedy during the dinner that he got dizzy and didn't eat much.

When it was time to go to bed, the two of them were hungry together.

"What should I do?" The beauty pinched her waist, as if showing her thin body to the man.

Zhu Jiuci was also exhausted from hunger: "Drink water."

Liang Zhaoge thought of the dozen cups of sweet water during the banquet, and shook his head: "I don't want to drink it anymore."

Zhu Jiuci yawned and climbed onto the couch: "Why don't you go to bed early and wait until tomorrow for breakfast."

After the meal time, there will be no food, and the rules of the Duke's Mansion have not been broken.

Liang Zhaoge fell down in front of the couch, all the gorgeous silks and satins were piled up on the rug, he lay on the edge of the couch and looked up at him: "I can't hold on anymore..."

"I can't beat the chef with two knives," Zhu Jiuci turned over and lay down, covered himself with a quilt, looked sideways at Liang Zhaoge and said, "But if Zhaoge has the heart to take risks, for your appetite, I will Willing to be the soul of that knife."

Liang Zhaoge was frightened, shook his head and refused to eat.

Zhu Jiuci closed his eyes in satisfaction, and it didn't matter that the man was still kneeling on the ground, there was always silver bone charcoal and a Da Yueshi carpet, which would definitely not freeze that man.

"Little Grandpa..."

"Xiao Jiu..."

"Isn't it okay if I read the cloth scroll to you? You won't be hungry after reading it..."

Zhu Jiuci was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, turned over in a daze and muttered to him.

Perhaps he agreed in his sleep, he saw Liang Zhaoge seem to stand up, took the scroll and leaned on the couch to read.The content of the recitation was not heard a word, and suddenly fell into a dream.

He woke up in Dongyuan, he couldn't remember things clearly, and he wanted to turn over and get off the ground, once again feeling that his body was out of control.

Zhu Jiu resigned to help his forehead, he was really aggrieved by lucid dreaming, he was forced to lie on the couch with his body for a long time, maybe it was three poles in the sun, and servants came in one after another to clean up.

"Why haven't I seen you?" The young man said to the servant who lowered his eyebrows and rolled up his sleeves.

The servant bowed meekly: "Back to the young master, I have been serving you for more than a month."

"It's been so long?" The little father-in-law shook his sleeves, quite satisfied with the man, "When did you come here?"

"Back to my little father-in-law, the fifth day of last month was the day of heavy rain."

The little father-in-law waved his hand and retreated the servants. Just as the small room became quiet, the wooden door was gently pushed open, and Liang Zhaoge's slender figure came in. He was holding soft silk, his thin arms were covered with three or four layers of soft silk, and he looked almost overwhelmed.

He walked slowly, his steps so light that they were almost weightless.

"Greetings to the little father-in-law."

"Let the servants get the silk material, you have to do it yourself." The little father-in-law took it from his arms distressedly, and led him to sit down.

Zhu Jiuci looked over, and Liang Zhaoge's complexion was still pale and thin, as if he couldn't recover.

"The servants are clumsy, they might scratch the satin." Liang Zhaoge said softly.

"No way." The little father-in-law laughed, "Let them be busy next time."

Liang Zhaoge lowered his eyes and responded slightly.

"Little Grandpa..." He raised his eyes, with a weak smile on his face, "Zhaoge has warmed up a song recently, do you want to listen to it?"

"That's excellent!"

Zhu Jiuci watched Liang Zhaoge get up slowly, lead him to the courtyard, open the door gracefully, wait for him to come out, then close it gently, then quickly walk in front of him, Pingting's back, cross the bridge, enter Promenade, into the kiosk.

The guqin was placed on the stone table, Zhu Jiuci looked at it, but he didn't recognize it, maybe it was a valuable antique.

Liang Zhaoge sat down after the ceremony, and the wind from the pavilion blew past, making his sleeves look empty.

Pale fingertips caressed the strings, almost making people think that the next moment the delicate skin would be scratched by the strings.Zhu Jiuci wanted to stop it, but Liang Zhaoge had already played it.

It was a song he had never heard before, and it was a little sad.Reminiscent of the Kunqu opera heard in the hazy Jinling, Ruan Hong's makeup sleeves were raised, and she fell miserably on the red platform, as long and soft as crying.

After all, it was due to physical weakness. Liang Zhaoge's music lacked the majesty of the guqin. The sound was like spilling on a frozen lake, and he was cautious as if walking on thin ice, giving birth to a kind of weak beauty. The sound penetrated into the bottom of his heart gently and shallowly like silk , struggling with overtones.

They sat under the pavilion for a long time, Liang Zhaoge played one after another, the sad and beautiful tone was like thorns wrapped around the body, binding people tightly in circles, the atmosphere was a bit dull, the sound of the piano was faint, until the servants rushed over in panic.

The string snapped and a drop of blood fell.

They hurried to the main courtyard with their servants in a panic. The Grand Duke was lying on the couch with his eyes closed, his face as pale as paper, and he barely breathed.

"Father!" Zhu Jiuci felt his body rush up like crazy, kneeling on the ground with a sharp pain.

Someone pulled him up, and he grabbed the edge of the bed desperately.

"what happened!"

"Come on!"

"Where is the government doctor!"

"Come on!"

The Duke's wife rushed over and hugged him, "Good boy, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

The little father-in-law burst into tears, "What's wrong with the general..."

The government doctor wanted to come forward to tell him, but the Duke's wife shook her head and told him to back down.

She patted him on the back, "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid. It's okay, I'm just sick."

"Will it be all right?" The little father-in-law grabbed his mother's sleeve, almost grabbing the last hope.

"Yes." Mrs. Guo's voice trembled.

The little father-in-law was sent back to Dongyuan by everyone in a daze, and fell down on the bed crying out of breath. Someone patted his back, and he looked sideways. Liang Zhaoge leaned on the bed and looked at him worriedly.

"Your hand..." The little father-in-law choked up.

"Nothing." Liang Zhaoge wiped away his tears with a soft handkerchief, "Go to sleep."

After waking up again, the little father-in-law tried his best to run to the main courtyard again, but many servants stopped him, and Dongyuan was in chaos.

Liang Zhaoge held him with red eyes, his thin wrists dangling under his sleeves, a little pitiful.

The little father-in-law finally calmed down, hugged Liang Zhaoge and began to cry bitterly.

Zhu Jiuci's soul wandered out, watching the two people in the room cover their faces and weep, all the servants lowered their heads and sighed.

Grandpa Guo's illness is so severe that he hasn't improved in the past five or six days. His complexion has turned from pale to earthy. The famous doctors in the capital have checked all but failed, and they all shook their heads and sighed.The duke's mansion was shrouded in dark clouds, and all matters, big or small, were on the duke's wife alone, watching her get thinner and weaker.

The little father-in-law seemed to have grown up overnight, and he stopped quarreling in a hurry. After talking with his mother all night, he supported half of the burden by himself.

The growth under tempering did not bring miracles, and in the blink of an eye July, the wind and rain came relentlessly.

On a summer day with torrential rain, the Grand Duke left.

In one night, half of the Duke's Mansion, which was flourishing in the capital, collapsed.The Duke's wife knelt in the rain in desolate form, accepting the gift from the Holy Majesty to the Duke's national funeral.

Zhu Jiuci was trapped in his body, feeling the torrential rain beating his body together with the little father-in-law.He saw the heroines of the past crying with their backs straight, the huge rainstorm covered the cries of the crowd, the mourning was hanging, and the Duke's wife couldn't help coughing.

Everything was real as if he had experienced it himself. Zhu Jiuci only felt that his chest and lungs were blocked by heavy stones, and the overwhelming pain tore his heart. He desperately wanted to wake up, but no matter what he couldn't get rid of the dream.

Time flies, and he can hardly stop the scene changing in the next moment.

All of a sudden, there were white funerals everywhere, and a person walked towards him.

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