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

Liang Zhaoge was kneeling in the middle of the room with a drenched face and pale face. His neck seemed to have lost the ability to support his head. His head was hanging on his chest at a strange angle. trembling.

Water trickled down his clothes to the ground, forming a small pool around him.

The room was surrounded by darkness, Zhu Jiuci stood stiffly in place holding a weak candle, and the paintings behind him rattled, knocking on the verge of collapse every time.

"Zhaoge, I'll help you..." Zhu Jiuci worked up his courage and tried to keep his voice steady.

Liang Zhaoge coughed suddenly, knelt on the ground shaking like a sieve, almost coughing out his lungs, his waist was bent, and his denomination was almost stuck to the ground. Suddenly he couldn't support his body, his hands suddenly propped on the cold ground, and his fingertips directly touched the ground. Scratched by gravel.

Zhu Jiuci was startled and wanted to step forward to help him, but when he moved, he felt his feet were sticky.He lowered his head, and the thick red blood on the ground spread from behind to his feet, submerging his hind feet.

Zhu Jiuci closed his eyes and screamed out!

Zhu Jiuci suddenly opened his eyes, sat up in panic, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.He couldn't stop panting heavily, feeling his heart beating non-stop, and the scene of blood winding to his feet was still lingering in his mind.

Liang Zhaoge was lying beside him, and there was still a distance of a pillow between them.He fell asleep peacefully, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, light and calm breathing, black hair scattered softly by his side, a few strands brushed on his white arms, exuding a faint medicinal fragrance.

Liang Zhaoge's eyelashes trembled, and he rubbed his temples to open his eyes. He looked at Zhu Jiuci, his eyes trembled, and he propped himself up and sat up, "Young master?"

Zhu Jiuci was sweating all over, and his body was still shaking. The small candle on the tea table in the distance had already been extinguished, and the wax dripped all over the table, bonding the remaining body of the candle to the tabletop, and the gauze was firmly attached to the outside of the small candle .

In the quiet morning, the beating of the heart is particularly obvious.

Zhu Jiuci stared blankly at the front, and only when he calmed down did he realize that his sleeve was being gently pulled. He looked down, his white fingertips gently pinched his sleeve, and gently shook it. Looking over with his arm, Liang Zhaoge was full of worry.

Seeing that person's face, Zhu Jiuci couldn't help trembling again.Nightmare's pale face overlapped with the person in front of him last night.

My sister's voice came out from the depths of my memory, and echoed in my ears through distant time and space.

"Liang Zhaoge is a complete lunatic. It's a pity, a pity, that the little prince of the capital Jingcai Yanyan was entangled by him, and his family was ruined."

"The day the little prince died was a rainy night, and he didn't escape Liang Zhaoge's clutches until he died, so he died in his arms."

"After Liang Zhaoge entered Zhu's mansion, the Duke fell ill and passed away. The wife of the Duke couldn't bear the blow, so she killed herself."

Zhu Jiuci felt a pain in his heart.

He thought of his mother who was waiting for him to come home now, and the Duke who was very protective of him even though his mouth was tough.them……

"Nightmare?" Liang Zhaoge raised the bed curtain to the side, and the wide cloud sleeves fell down, revealing his white arms.The morning light flooded in, instantly illuminating the claustrophobic bed.

Zhu Jiuci lowered his eyes and nodded.

The fragrance of the medicine hit his face, his head was suddenly gently held down, and his slender waist dangled in front of his eyes. Liang Zhaoge knelt on the couch, put his hands lightly on top of his head, and hushed his head.

Zhu Jiuci dodged back in panic, Liang Zhaoge's hand stopped in the air, "I..." Zhu Jiuci tried to explain his retreat just now.

Liang Zhaoge withdrew his hands lightly and folded them on his knees. His fair face became more transparent in the early morning, and his lips were a little pale. "Huluhulumao, don't be scared."

Zhu Jiuci lowered his head and bit his lower lip, refusing to speak.

Liang Zhaoge watched him open his mouth, but remained silent after all.

When the midday sun involuntarily pierced his eyes, Zhu Jiuci realized that he had been wandering in the street in a daze for an hour.

In the morning, the two of them were silent, Liang Zhaoge fetched a soft towel, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and seemed to help him put on layers of clothes and put on his girdle, and sent him all the way downstairs.

The children in the street were laughing and playing, rushed out from the entrance of the side alley, couldn't stop when they got close, bumped into Zhu Jiuci's arms, apologized gigglingly, and ran past him to a distance Go after the candied haws vendor.

Zhu Jiuci remembered again that when he left Hongfang, Liang Zhaoge leaned his head on the doorway and looked at him with a smile.

Zhu Jiuci tightened his sleeves, the cold wind in early spring still pierced his bones.

Walking all the way back to the Duke's Mansion from the downtown street, the cold wind pierced through his sleeves bit by bit, and the chill spread from his back to his whole body. He floated back to Zhu's Mansion in a trance like a ghost. Just as he knocked on the door, Anian jumped out of it with a smile on his face. Seeing Zhu Jiuci's pale face, she cried out in surprise and supported him.

Grandpa Guo was standing inside the door, with a dark face holding a crescent knife in his hand. Seeing the miserable child at the door, Grandpa Guo hurriedly stepped over the threshold, and with a bang, the long knife fell to the ground. Holding him in his arms, "Why did you freeze like this?"

Mother poked her head out from behind Grandpa Guo, and stretched out her hand to caress Zhu Jiuci's forehead, "I don't have a fever, but my little face is as cold as ice. Go back to the house and stay there, and mother will bring you a hot bowl of soup." .”

Zhu Jiuci was buried in the broad arms of the Grand Duke, the tip of his nose was sore, and big tears came out.

"You... will be fine, I... will definitely protect you..." He said intermittently, choking on his sobs.

The Duke's wife grabbed the Duke's sleeve, "What is this child talking about?"

The Duke shook his head, and directly carried the man on his shoulders to the small courtyard.

At dusk, Zhu Jiuci finally persuaded his mother to leave after drinking three bowls of hot soup. Finally, he had free time to pick up sugar-coated cannonballs and plan to curl up on his small couch to study. He went to Zuixian Tower and said, "My 70-year-old daughter, Hong, is in Kaifeng today. If you don't come, you are not a brother."

Zhu Jiuci had no choice but to put down the brush, took out a winter fur coat and draped it over his body, and went out with a stove in his arms.

Walking to the Zuixian Tower, I saw Xiao Cen hanging from a distance, waiting for him at the gate of the Zuixian Tower with a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth. When he saw him, he raised his head and looked up at the sky. Everyone has already lived in spring, and the little father-in-law is still walking around in the winter, it is indeed a noble person."

Zhu Jiuci raised his eyelids and saw that Xiao Cen was wearing a crisp training uniform with narrow sleeves rolled up to half his arms, and the neckline was slightly open, revealing a smooth neck. He presumably sneaked out from the school grounds.

"It's cold in the spring." Zhu Jiuci walked past him, went up to the second floor and entered the private room.Fatty Mo and Jiang Chengzi had already sat down in their seats, with a few small jade plates and wine cups in front of them.

"Young master doesn't look very interested today." Kai Guangzui took out the compass from his pocket and started to fiddle with it.

"It's okay." Zhu Jiuci didn't quite believe what he said.

"What's bothering you, little lord?" Fatty Mo raised his head from the pile of books, his face was pink, and there was worry in his eyes.

"The little father-in-law's complexion is heavy, but his face is peach-blossomed, and he seems to be trapped by love."

Zhu Jiuci shook his hand, and the empty wine cup fell on the table with a jingle.

"Hey, is it true to open your mouth?" Xiao Cen came in with a bronze ampoule in his arms, and gently placed it on the table.

Fatty Mo stretched his neck to look at the mouth of the bottle, raised his head and asked, "Didn't you taste the wine? Why did you bring pear soup?"

"Isn't it necessary to prepare this for the young master?" Xiao Cen lifted his robe and sat down.

"You have to drink to your heart's content. You can't taste the taste of wine when you drink it with pear soup." Opening his mouth secretly, he pushed the bronze bottle aside.

"You are responsible for the fact that the young master is drunk?" Xiao Cen raised his eyebrows.

Kaiguang closed his mouth, and pushed the bronze ampoule back in front of Zhu Jiuci.

The two waiters in the store carried the wine jars that were still stained with mud and stepped on the wooden ladder to the second floor. They slowly stopped in front of Zhu Jiuci's table. The waiters bowed, pulled off the red silk cover, and took out the daughter's daughter Hong, "Guest officer, just take a look!"

After finishing speaking, step on the footstool and stand on tiptoe, the long spoon is placed three feet above the table, the fragrant wine line falls from the sky, the silver needle is thick and thin but the long line continues, the aroma of wine immediately fills the air in the private room.

Xiao Cen took a deep breath and praised: "Good wine!"

Although Fatty Mo only loves poetry and books, but the old man Xia Jinyu at home has been fascinated by him in terms of wine and meat. Fatty Mo nodded in response: "It is really good."

Raising glasses and clinking cups, Zhu Jiuci took a sip of the wine, held the wine cup in the palm of his hand, and said hesitantly, "It's true that I'm trapped by love."

Xiao Cen spit out the wine, bent over beside him and coughed.Kai Guangzui hurriedly took out a writing brush, cinnabar and red paper from his pocket, and asked with bright eyes, "Is there a birth date?"

Zhu Jiuci stretched out his arms to block the messy things on the table with one arm, and said lightly: "Please give me some advice on how to please a beauty." He added, "It's best to be the kind that is too sweet. "

"It's too late, young master, this relationship requires you to advance and retreat. If you just attack blindly, it will scare away the beauty." Kai Guangzui shook his head.

Fatty Mo put away the scroll, rolled his eyes and recalled his father's relationship history, and nodded in agreement with what he said.

Zhu Jiuci said with a smile, "It's just to mix honey with sweetness so that you can panic, so tell me the trick."

Xiao Cen was holding the table beside him and coughing, and now he managed to sit up straight, "Which girl is going to be unlucky?"

Zhu Jiuci looked over, and Xiao Cen quickly slapped his mouth, "Bah. Which girl wants to be favored by the young master?"

"It's not convenient to tell at the moment."

Jiang Chengzi interjected, "That's right. You can't take off the lid until the big deal is done."

"Speak human terms." Xiao Cen said.

Opened his mouth and smiled: "The lid of the pot is lifted too early and the air will dissipate. This big event will not be able to be done."

Fatty Mo propped his chin, and held his chubby face in his palm. He asked, "But the one that my little father-in-law mentioned when we ate peach blossom cakes last time?"

Zhu Jiuci nodded.

Xiao Cen had just swallowed a mouthful of peach cakes, and coughed again, "It's still the last one? Young master, your speed is a bit slow, haven't you caught up yet?"

Opened his mouth and slapped Xiao Cen's face, pushed the person away, and sat next to Zhu Jiuci by himself, "Slow work leads to meticulous work, right, young master."

Zhu Jiuci sighed, listening to this group of cronies chattering for a long while, but didn't get a single suggestion from them.

Xiao Cen gulped down his wine and moved Jiang Chengzi away, "There is no one you can't catch up with, my little father-in-law, so why not just express your feelings to him openly."

Opened his mouth and denied, "There is no poetic flavor, how can it be worthy of the temperament of a young man."

Xiao Cen rolled his eyes and said, "You want a poetic one?"

"I'm not good at culture, Fatty Mo is here."

Fatty Mo, who was suddenly named, raised his head, rolled his eyes, and recalled: "There are many beauties in Father's house." Fatty Mo said, wringing his fingers, "One, drink with the beauties in his arms, and two, give the beauties gold, silver, jade and jade. "

Xiao Cen waved his hands and said, "No, no, with my young master's drinking capacity..."

Kai Guangzui smiled and said: "I'm afraid I will be eaten up by the beauty and run away with the money."

Several people at the table raised their heads and laughed loudly, Xiao Cen nodded and patted Jiang Chengzi on the shoulder and said bluntly.

I wish Jiuci to support the forehead, if I can hear useful advice from these friends, I am afraid that I built a temple in my previous life.

While worrying, the wine cup in front of him was pushed away and replaced with a small bowl of pear soup.

Xiao Cen put his shoulder on his shoulder and spoke seriously: "Young master is still unhappy?"

Zhu Jiuci raised his head and forced a smile.

"Stop laughing, it's ugly." Xiao Cen sat down with Zhu Jiuci in his arms.

"Hey, do the math for the young master." He pouted at Jiang Chengzi, "Don't be kidding me, today this trick won't work."

Jiang Chengzi rubbed his chin, looked up to the sky and rolled out the whites of his eyes, "It's really not easy to please a beauty, but there are still ways."

Jiang Chengzi put his hands on the table and leaned forward, "Listen with your ears."