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

It was pitch black.

Lightning from time to time brightly illuminated the room, reflecting two people lying side by side on the couch with big eyes to small eyes.

"..."

Another flash of lightning pierced the sky, Zhu Jiuci sat up, his sleeves were suddenly grabbed by someone, and the man in the darkness asked, "Where are you going, little lord?"

"Take brocade, your hair is wet."

Zhu Jiuci tore off the man on his sleeve and got off the bed.

Going around the screen and taking a piece of brocade cloth from the trellis frame, Fang turned around, and there was a person stuck behind him, with bare feet, his hands were pinched at the end of his sleeves, and he would not be noticed at all, his beautiful phoenix eyes were staring at the wet puppies eyes.

Zhu Jiuci threw the brocade cloth on the man's head, "Wipe it yourself."

Zhu Jiuci went back to the couch and sat down. As soon as he raised his head, he saw Liang Zhaoge floating back from a distance in white clothes with a brocade cloth on his back. He sat down next to him, didn't speak, and still looked at him with his dog eyes.

The ends of her hair fell on her hands, and there was a hint of coolness.

Zhu Jiuci sighed, got up and took a small candle from the side, lit it and handed it to Liang Zhao singer.

The dim yellow candle lit up a soft halo in the dark room, enveloping the two of them.

Zhu Jiuci took the brocade cloth off the man's head, picked up the ends of his hair and wiped it gently.Under the dim candlelight, Liang Zhaoge's black hair looks like the best silk and satin in Xifang of the capital, glistening like running water.

"Still scared?"

Liang Zhaoge: "..."

Seeing that the man was silent, Zhu Jiuci lowered his head and wiped it while saying: "There are fewer people in Xiyuan, and it will be good to send more servants and handymen tomorrow. Although no one has lived there for a long time, there are people who clean it every now and then. It's not an abandonment."

"Ah."

Zhu Jiuci threw the brocade cloth aside and took the small candle from Liang Zhao's singer, "There are many people in the mansion who practice martial arts, they are very masculine, and there will be no lonely ghosts."

"If the young master is here, Zhaoge will not be afraid."

"That's good. If Mr. Qin is frightened on the first day, father will punish me again." Zhu Jiuci got up and put the small candle on the small table beside the bed.

There is no shading, and the fire of the small candle is a little bright for the night.

Zhu Jiuci frowned, and called out to the outer room: "A Nian."

No one came.

"A Nian!" Zhu Jiuci shouted again, "Strange."

Liang Zhaoge got up and walked over, leaned over and blew a small candle, the room was dark, "Don't torture little Ah Nian, it's poor."

Liang Zhaoge took the man back to the couch and lay down on the bed, "I'm really not afraid anymore."

Zhu Jiuci nodded, his arms were hugged again, and he gave up after resisting two or three times, sleepiness struck.

In the darkness, someone stuffed something cold into his hand, which was round and smooth to the touch, like pebbles picked up from a river.

"What did Zhaoge give me?" He picked up the cold treasure and put it in front of his eyes. Unfortunately, God didn't give him face. He hadn't seen a flash of lightning for a long time, and he still couldn't see what was in his hand in the dark.Only the coldness and warmth of the baby was transmitted to the body along the palm of the hand.

"Asleep." Liang Zhaoge said.

A good night's sleep with the sound of rain.

The sky was bright in the early morning, Zhu Jiuci slowly woke up, stretched out his hand to touch his side, the couch was empty and cool, and he had been gone for a long time.

Little Ah Nian walked into the room knocking on her neck, followed by a group of servants waiting for grooming.

"Where's Zhaoge?"

"You know it all, little prince!" Ah Nian rushed forward, turned around and called the servants to come up to take care of her grooming, with an anxious look on her face.

"what do you know?"

"Duke Gong came to look for you aggressively before dawn, thanks to Mr. Qin who came out from Xiyuan and intercepted him. Now people have already..."

"Xiyuan?" Zhu Jiuci interrupted, "Aren't you here?"

Ah Nian looked confused and scratched his head, "Didn't you arrange for Mr. Qin to stay in Xiyuan? This has already been reported to the family."

"Oh, that's not right!" Anian hurriedly said, "It doesn't matter whether Mr. Qin is in the East Garden or the West Garden, he is already in the ancestral hall now."

Zhu Jiuci: "!"

Zhu Jiuci picked the couch, and realized later that he was holding something in the palm of his left hand.

He raised his hand, and in his palm lay a chalcedony quietly.

Somewhat familiar.

When Zhu Jiuci rushed to the ancestral hall, the whole courtyard was quiet.

The torrential rain has passed and the sky has cleared up, except for the accumulated water left over from last night falling drop by drop from the eaves and hitting the puddles on the ground.

Zhu Jiuci took a look around and ran secretly to the door of the ancestral hall, turned around like a thief, opened the door and sneaked in quietly.

I wish the family to be an army for generations and make great military exploits.The plaque of the ancestral hall was written by the first emperor, which is majestic and solemn.Behind the ancestral tablets are the swords of the generals of the past dynasties. The blades of the swords have been rusted and blackened by blood, which is the absolute loyalty and bloodiness to the ancestors.

The ever-burning lamp is lit on the table, entrusting the longing for the soul of the dead for a long time, and it is also the belief of the younger generations to continue the iron-blooded spirit of the ancestors.

Zhu Jiuci looked over, and there were two people sitting on the futon, one kneeling and the other sitting.Still the familiar ginger soup, or the familiar sitting posture.

Zhu Jiuci: "..."

"Mother, Mr. Qin..." Zhu Jiuci walked over.

"Come and sit, good boy." Mrs. Guo pulled a futon from the side and patted it.

Zhu Jiuci knelt down and tugged on Zhaoge's sleeve.

"How could father punish Mr. Qin to the ancestral hall?"

"Stinky boy, you were clearly punished, why did you come to kneel?"

"Ow."

"Good boy, you are not good at all, and you are very good at being lazy. If you let your father know that Mr. Qin kneeled on your behalf, you will be punished for two more days."

Liang Zhaoge stopped the Duke's wife and said, "It was also Zhaoge's fault."

"Look, what a good child you tricked into the Duke's mansion."

Zhu Jiuci was aggrieved: "Please ask Mr. Qin to teach the piano score, what's wrong with it."

The Duke's wife served another bowl of ginger soup, Zhu Jiuci stretched out his paw to catch it, and was slapped back.

The ginger soup was handed to Liang Zhaoge, and the Duke’s wife said goodbye to Zhu Jiu: "Mr. Qin is right, but you don’t think about what you did in the capital a few days ago. They will all be upset by you!"

Zhu Jiuci hid behind Liang Zhaoge in surprise, "Have you all guessed it?"

"Why doesn't your father know?" The Duke's wife sighed, "You children just fooled the people in Beijing with tricks. Fortunately, nothing major happened, and the Holy Majesty wouldn't blame it."

Zhu Jiuci shed two lines of tears, "Your Majesty also knows?"

"Silly boy."

Liang Zhaoge handed the ginger soup to Zhu Jiuci, "Don't worry, the little prince, the prince will not pursue it after he said he was punished to kneel."

Zhu Jiuci nodded, holding the soup bowl and taking a sip when the bowl in his hand was snatched away.

The Duke's wife put the soup bowl in the food box and stood up, and Liang Zhaoge also stroked his sleeves and stood up.

Zhu Jiuci looked up at them, "Where are you going?"

"The person who should be punished for kneeling is here, we don't need to cover up here." Mrs. Guo said with a smile.

"Wow! Don't go!"

Bang, the door closed.

The flame of the long burning lamp flickered faintly, and the shadow of the sword was reflected on the deep wall.

Zhu Jiuci put down Erkang's hand, bowed his head and knelt in front of the ancestral tablet, "Ancestors and ancestors, junior Zhu Jiuci, although he has no virtue to fight on the battlefield, he has a good nature. The disturbance in Beijing is by no means malicious. Rescuing people from water and fire, and helping people in distress are also one of the ancestors' precepts, and I hope the ancestors will forgive."

The sound echoed in the empty ancestral hall, and the reverberation was faint.

The ever-bright lights flickered, and the shadows of several tablets and swords were infinitely magnified and criss-crossed.

Zhu Jiuci moved the futon back, a little scared.

In the original book, the young grandpa swaggered and carried the beauty of the Red Square back to his house. The grandpa was furious and ordered to kneel down for three days. When she came out, she was too thin to be human.

This time he changed the identity of Mr. Qin for Liang Zhaoge because of this consideration. He thought he had escaped the penalty of kneeling, but he didn't expect to be able to escape.

Aww, fate is so ruthless.

Outside the ancestral hall, the sky is clear and the sun is just right, but the inside of the ancestral hall is gloomy and gloomy, with no sunlight.

tick.

Zhu Jiuci pricked up his ears vigilantly.

tick.

"!" Fried hair.

"If you want to come to the ancestors, the ancestors will stay alone all year round, and listen to the younger generation singing for you."

Zhu Jiuci picked up a futon from the side, and sang sadly: "The cool night misses you like a river, and turns into spring mud to protect me, oh!"

The wooden door creaked.

"Who is the young master missing?"

Zhu Jiuci turned around, and Liang Zhaoge was standing at the door with a food box.

"Zhaoge!" Zhu Jiuci rushed forward with a howling voice, "I was wrong, I will never punish those gods and ghosts again, it's so scary!"

Zhu Jiuci felt that the person in his arms was a little dull, he raised his head and shook his hands, "What's wrong with Zhaoge?"

"me?"

Zhu Jiuci: "Huh?"

Liang Zhaoge suddenly came back to his senses, and lifted the food box in his hand, "Mrs. Guogong reheated the ginger soup."

"Mother is so nice."

Liang Zhaoge glanced at him.

"Mr. Qin is also good." Zhu Jiuci smiled hippiely.

The two walked back to the futon, Zhu Jiuci took off his robe and knelt down.Liang Zhaoge also knelt down beside him, took out a bowl of ginger soup and handed it to him.

"Zhaoge doesn't need to kneel."

"fine."

After drinking the ginger soup, the coolness dissipated, and the whole body became warm.

Liang Zhaoge raised his sleeve and rubbed against the tip of Zhu Jiuci's nose, and Zhu Jiuci covered his nose and hid aside.

"Zhaoge!"

"Young master is sweating, it's out of manners." Liang Zhaoge looked at the memorial tablet of Zhu's family.

Zhu Jiuci's eyelids twitched, and he quickly grabbed his sleeve and ran around his face.

"Kowtow." Liang Zhaoge said.

"what?"

Liang Zhaoge looked at him, the light of the ever-burning lamp flickered in his brown eyes.

Zhu Jiuci slammed down in a daze, his forehead was on the cold ground and he was frozen, there was a sound beside him, he leaned on the ground and looked over, Liang Zhaoge also touched the ground.

"Why does Zhaoge kowtow?"

"This time, the young man caused a storm in Beijing to save Zhaoge. Zhaoge is certainly at fault and should confess his guilt."

The two stood up straight.

"kowtow."

"Still knocking?"

"Ah."

The two kowtowed down together in front of the ancestors of the Zhu family, and the ever-burning lamps were shining brilliantly.

Get up.

Knock again.

Bang bang.

"Are you still knocking?" Zhu Jiuci asked, covering his head.

"Young master, can you count?"

"three."

Liang Zhaoge looked at him and didn't speak for a long time.

"That's enough."

Liang Zhaoge supported Zhu Jiuci to get up, leaned over and picked up the food box.

"Don't you need to kneel?"

"The Duke's wife said that you can leave after drinking the soup." Liang Zhaoge said.

"That's great."

"The Duke's wife also said that it has always been like this."

Zhu Jiuci: "..."

The author has something to say: Knock on Zhu's head, isn't it because someone started kneeling before dawn.

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Grandpa, the man who lives in the lines.

Where is Lao Tzu's crescent knife!

Who dares to slander Lao Tzu!I obviously love children the most!

If I don't do face-saving projects, how can I mediate in front of the Holy One!bad boy!

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The life of flying dogs and chickens in the Guogong Mansion has begun! 〈〉A shameless life (strike out).