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

Drunken House.

Once I drank a hundred wines, I was drunk in the capital.

In the private room on the second floor, Zhu Jiuci sat at the table and mysteriously said to the partners in front of him, "I'll tell you a story."

Xiao Cen threw away his chopsticks and hurriedly urged Zhu Jiu to resign, "Speak quickly!"

Jiang Chengzi stretched out his arm and covered Xiao Cen's mouth: "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry!" He said with a smile, "Don't be in a hurry, young man, please speak slowly."

Zhu Jiuci looked around at them, all of them were sitting upright, Fatty Mo also raised his head from the pile of books and looked at him seriously.

Zhu Jiuci said with satisfaction:

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain, and there was an old monk in the temple..."

"Stop, stop, who are you fooling? Tell us the old stories."

Fatty Mo politely pulled Xiao Cen back, "Xiao Shizi, the young man should have a different ending, why don't you listen to the little man first."

Zhu Jiuci shook his head, "There is no ending, this is the story. Have you all heard it?"

Xiao Cen looked at Zhu Jiuci like an idiot, then turned around and poked Jiang Chengzi, "You can do the math for the young man, this kid is probably stupid."

"Have you heard all of them?" Zhu Jiuci still persisted in asking.

Everyone present nodded.

"Young master, you are not kind. You called us out and thought there was some big news to be announced." Xiao Cen held his chin depressedly, and suddenly his eyes lit up and he sat up straight, "If you want to see me, just go straight Come on, why make such a big detour."

"I really want to know." Zhu Jiuci tried his best to put on a serious attitude.

Jiang Chengzi rubbed his chin and took out the compass from his pocket, "What's on your mind, little grandpa?"

Xiao Cen pushed the open mouth away, "What's on your mind, I'm sure everyone has heard this story, have you asked Ah Nian?"

"Where's Ah Nian?" Xiao Cen looked around.

Zhu Jiuci shook his head: "I've lost my stomach, so I'm resting in the mansion."

The compass fell on the table, and everyone at the table was shocked.

"Has the Duke's Mansion been poisoned?" Xiao Cen hastily pulled Zhu Jiu to resign.

"No." Zhu Jiuci pulled his arm out.

"Just kidding! Even little Anian can be brought down, what else could it be if the Duke's mansion was poisoned?"

Jiang Chengzi and Fatty Mo nodded seriously on the opposite side.

Zhu Jiuci recalled yesterday's dinner, "Almost."

He suddenly put the wine glass on the table, "That's not the point." Zhu Jiuci pulled everyone's thoughts back, "The story, maybe it's just a little story that everyone in the north knows?"

"Hey, you have such a stubborn temper." Xiao Cen stood up and poked his head out of the window, shouting at Qu Jinghong who was practicing sword downstairs, "Come up, little general, hurry up!"

Qu Jinghong frowned, put away his sword at once, and under the watchful eyes of all the neighbors, he lightly stepped on the stone pier in front of the restaurant, and flew directly from the ground to the second floor.

Xiao Cen watched Qu Jinghong come in through the window, the corner of his mouth twitched, "There is no need to be in such a hurry."

"Little Grandpa?" Qu Jinghong's face was pale and powdery, the tip of his nose was sweating slightly from practicing sword, the window was wide open, and the fragrance of peach blossoms poured in.

Zhu Jiuci asked the question just now again, Qu Jinghong also nodded, "every family knows."

Seeing that Zhu Jiuci was still frowning, Kai Guangzui said sternly, "Why do you insist on asking this question so hard? If you tell us, we big guys can help you solve it."

Zhu Jiuci thought for a while, and said, "If there is one person who has never heard of this story..."

Xiao Cen interrupted directly, "How is that possible."

Zhu Jiu stopped speaking, and lowered his head to caress the teacup.

For the first time, Kai Guangzui took the same stand as Xiao Cen, "Thieves San'er is right. Is there any parent in the world who hasn't told their children this story to lull them to sleep?"

Outside the restaurant, the shouts of vendors drifted in through the windows.

It coincides with the prosperous age, and the world is peaceful.The chats of the common people after dinner are nothing more than tea, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar tea, and whispering a few secrets about the past in the palace.It seems that the prosperity of this country can be seen from the people and the group of dude boys in Beijing.

As dusk approached, this group of chic youngsters came out slowly from the Zuixian Tower, passed through Kuanzhai Alley, and stopped in front of a bean juice shop.

Xiao Cen took a sip of soybean juice, put his arm on Zhu Jiuci's shoulder, "I will follow you back to the Duke's residence in a while."

"Why are you going?"

Xiao Cen threw the bowl on the table, looked up to the sky and sighed, "My father and your father have reached a consensus on something, so let me discuss it."

Zhu Jiuci asked, "Must I go today?"

"It's just a few days, I just ran into you today, so I might as well go back together."

Zhu Jiuci recalled the unfinished glutinous rice cakes in the house, and reminded him friendly: "Based on our 20 years of friendship in diapers, I advise you to come back in a few days."

Xiao Cen rolled his eyes, and immediately became interested, "What secret are you keeping from us?"

Open the mouth and wave your hands, making a constricting movement, "Let me do the math, let me do the math."

"Tsk, there's a good thing." He concluded.

"Okay, my lord, I don't want to share the troubles, but to share the blessings!" Xiao Cen snatched the money bag from Fatty Mo, threw two large strings of copper coins on the table, and stood up.

Fatty Mo turned around and said to Qu Jinghong in the distance, "Can Little General Qu go?"

So, under Zhu Jiuci's strong resistance, all five of them wanted to go to the Duke's mansion.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Zhu Jiuci stepped into the main entrance of Red Square.

It's not that Zhu Jiuci doesn't want to share the joys and sorrows with his friends, it's that his stomach twitches when he thinks of the glutinous rice cakes made by his mother.

After he settled his little friends into the concierge of the Duke's mansion, he slipped away before his mother appeared.And he made up a large set of high-sounding words for Xiao Cen and the others, saying that he had to see someone, and it had something to do with the majesty of the young man.

Xiao Cen and the others didn't become suspicious, and happily entered the Duke's Mansion.

Zhu Jiuci stepped on the wooden ladder of the Red Square, silently praying that their friends would still recognize him as a little prince after today.

At the beginning of dusk, there are not many people in Red Square, and the sky lanterns have not been lit yet, so the lobby can still stay in the sunlight for a while.

The carved wooden door of Liang Zhaoge's room was closed, and there was no movement inside.

Zhu Jiuci raised his hand and knocked on the door, almost instantly there was a weak voice "Come in."

When the door was opened, it was completely dark inside. Zhu Jiuci stood in the bright corridor and looked inside. The door was like a black hole that could suck people in.

Zhu Jiuci turned around, and through the window on the opposite side of the veranda, the sky was still bright. It seemed that Liang Zhaoge had not only closed the window during the day, but also covered the curtains.

Stepping into the house, stepping on the carpet with both feet, as if stepping on the clouds instantly.

The wooden door slammed shut behind him, and darkness engulfed him immediately.

Zhu Jiuci's eyes went dark, he couldn't see anything, and instinctively raised his hand to feel left and right.Suddenly, his wrist was grabbed and turned to his waist, and he fell into a cold embrace as the smell of medicine rushed towards his face.

Liang Zhaoge held him in his arms with one hand, brushed his arm past his left ear, wrapped around his neck and clasped him.

Medicinal, strong medicinal fragrance.

Zhu Jiuci suddenly realized that he hadn't smelled this familiar medicinal fragrance for a long time. He had smelled it once when I first met him in Hongfang that day, and the medicinal fragrance has become weaker and weaker since then.

Fades to almost forget.

It's the first time he's felt it these days when it's so rushing towards his face, thick enough to evoke memories.

Liang Zhaoge's warm breath sprayed on his neck, and Zhu Jiuci could clearly feel a big cold hand on the back of his neck, half pressed against his skin and half pressed against his black hair.

There was almost no distance between the two of them, Zhu Jiuci's face was almost completely buried in the skirt of his chest, and the satin covered his mouth and nose, almost out of breath.

"Zhaoge." Zhu Jiuci moved his body vigorously.

No fruit.

In the darkness, the man seemed unable to hear his call, and just hugged him silently.

After losing vision, the judgment of the passage of time is weakened, and the senses become both dull and sensitive.

Although the feet are on the ground, they can hardly feel the support of the floor. Although the Western Region carpet is incredibly soft, they will not lose their feet, but at this moment, it is as if they are stepping on bottomless water. It feels like falling down anytime.

With the heart beating regularly in his ear, he silently counted to thirty, his eyes gradually adapting to the darkness.Zhu Jiuci reluctantly raised his head, his cheek brushed against his clothes, cold and slippery.

The man felt his movements, and his arms relaxed slightly, but Zhu Jiuci was still surrounded by his arms.

In the darkness, Zhu Jiuci seemed to feel Liang Zhaoge looking down at him.

Suddenly, the man leaned down slightly and said next to his ear:

"I haven't seen you in a day, I miss you very much."