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

Is Liang Zhaoge crying?

There was still a faint pain on the collarbone, and a few drops of cold liquid fell on the skin and slid down along the edge of the collarbone.

Liang Zhaoge was buried in his neck, the tip of his nose and lips were cold against the skin, and the curly eyelashes scratched his neck, with an itchy feeling, and the cold liquid slid from the neck to the collarbone along with the itching, and finally fell down, seeping into the In the broken skirt.

"Why doesn't the little prince understand..."

"Don't understand what?"

The shackles on the shoulders tightened a bit, and the strength of the fingertips almost pinched into his skin.

The air was silent again, and Liang Zhaoge didn't answer him.

"Asleep." The man buried his neck and said.

"How can you still talk when you are asleep?"

"daydream."

Zhu Jiuci was a little suffocated by the pressure, he moved his body lightly, and as expected he felt a little heavier.

Zhu Jiuci: "Zhaoge is fat, so heavy."

"Be patient."

Zhu Jiuci: "?"

Why didn't he know that Liang Zhaoge still had these little tempers?

That's all, it's like practicing breaking the boulder in the chest in advance. In case you are kicked out of the house by General Zhu one day in the future, you can find a life-saving juggling skill under the overpass, so you won't starve to death.

A night without dreams.

When Zhu Jiuci woke up in the morning, he vaguely felt his paws pressing on the cool ice again.

again?

Zhu Jiuci suddenly opened his eyes, the world is reincarnated, why are his four claws on Liang Zhaoge again!

wrong.

Why didn't Liang Zhaoge leave early today?

Liang Zhaoge woke up, his phoenix eyes slowly opened, and the brown eyes were full of grievances, "My little father-in-law is getting fat, so heavy."

Zhu Jiuci: "..."

Isn't this really revenge?

Zhu Jiuci rolled aside, Liang Zhaoge propped himself up and sat up, his slender wrists folded on the couch, almost like reeds about to break off on the ice, fingertips sunk into the soft satin, pressing out a blue-white color.

Just as Zhu Jiuci was about to speak to break the silence, the door was pushed open with a slam, and Anian walked in wearing a piece of rotten rope and holding a washbasin in his arms, followed by a group of servants who were waiting for the grooming.

Boohoo!

Whoa!

The basin fell to the ground, and Ah Nian was so startled that he could stuff a duck egg into his mouth.

"Little little grandpa, Mr. Qinqinqin! Why do you and you sleep together!"

Zhu Jiuci: "..."

"It's resting together." The wording should be elegant, the word "sleep" will contain other strange meanings, don't talk about it!

"Clothes!" Ah Nian covered his eyes.

Zhu Jiuci bowed his head, the obscene clothes on his body could no longer be called clothes, and it would be more appropriate to describe them in pieces.

Or, shredded.

It can always be explained, for example, the room is stuffy when early summer comes.Zhu Jiuci turned his head away, Liang Zhaoge lowered his head in aggrieved way, the ink scattered on his side and stretched onto the bed, dripping out a pool of black ink.The redness at the end of the eyes still hasn't dissipated, it's even redder than the rouge that Hongfang put on that day, a teardrop is hanging on the eyelashes, and it's about to fall.

Zhu Jiuci: "..."

It's cold, and I can't explain it clearly by picking words.

"Close your eyes! Close your eyes! Don't even look!" Zhu Jiuci waved his paw at the servant.

More than a dozen servants holding washbasins and washing utensils closed their eyes one after another. For a moment, the room was in chaos.

The water basin was spilled, the towel fell to the ground, the suet jade was shattered, the round jar of skin gel was swirling on the ground, tooth powder was scattered all over the sky, one sneeze after another.

The water tank was knocked down, the chair fell down, a servant twisted his foot, the maid was tripped by him and knelt on the ground, the servant who came behind with his eyes closed fell over the maid, rolled forward and knocked down screen.

Zhu Jiuci: "..."

Help.

Turning to Liang Zhaoge for help.

The man had red eyes, pinched his claws, felt wronged, and cried.

Zhu Jiuci: "Aww, God is going to kill me!"

The first rule of life is that mornings are always busy.

Number two, the hustle and bustle will pass.

Number three, if the hustle and bustle don't pass, the morning will pass.

Article [-], so the hectic morning will always pass.

When the servants hurriedly cleaned up the mess in the room and dressed Zhu Jiuci, it was already high in the sun.

All the servants filed out, and the moment the door was closed, the air became quiet.

Zhu Jiuci looked at the person sitting next to him. The person was pinching the bed curtain with his fingertips, and his black hair was slightly tied up by the sapphire hairpin.

Liang Zhaoge bent down, picked up the wooden box from his feet, glanced at Zhu Jiuci, and slowly got up.

"Zhaoge thanked you, young master." He leaned slightly towards Zhu Jiuci, the wooden box was clasped in his arms with both hands, and his fingertips were bluish white.

He raised his head, his brown eyes were as calm as water, "Zhaoge will leave soon."

Before Zhu Jiuci could speak, he had already turned around and left. The tail of the snow silk gauze slipped across the threshold and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Zhu Jiuci's heart was empty, and he noticed that Liang Zhaoge's expression was not right, so he hurriedly got up and ran out. The courtyard was empty, a few kites flew across the sky alone, and the guqin under the pavilion was gone.

Behind the locust tree, a white corner of his clothes flashed past. I wished Jiuci a happy ending, and took two steps forward. Ah Nian emerged from behind the tree.

Zhu Jiuci's face froze, "Where's Zhaoge?"

Ah Nian patted the dirt on his body, shaking off the broken rope on his shoulders, "Young Master Liang went to the front yard with his Guqin in his arms."

When Zhu Jiuci rushed to the front yard, the huge courtyard was quiet and silent. The old banyan tree stretched its branches and leaves to spread around, almost covering the sky and the sun. Swaying in the breeze.

The majestic door of the Duke's Mansion was wide open, revealing an empty street.

Zhu Jiuci was surprised, how could he walk so fast?I haven't said goodbye yet, I haven't prepared to pack my bags, how can I only have one guide when I'm alone.

Zhu Jiuci rushed towards the gate of the mansion. When he passed the banyan tree, he caught a glimpse of a familiar corner of his clothes. He stopped quickly. Liang Zhaoge was sitting under the banyan tree, with a guqin on the stone table.

Zhu Jiuci breathed a sigh of relief.

"Zhao..." Zhu Jiuci was about to speak when someone grabbed his neck from behind and dragged him staggeringly all the way to the gate of the Duke's Mansion.

"Xiao Cen!" Zhu Jiuci broke free, feeling a little annoyed at being dragged all the way to the street.He looked inside the gate, and Liang Zhaoge was still sitting quietly under the banyan tree with his eyes downcast.

With a bitter face, Xiao Cen cupped his fists and raised them high, "Little Lord, help the world!"

Zhu Jiuci turned his eyes back, "What trouble did you get into again?"

A few plainly dressed children ran over holding hands from the street, looking up at Zhu Jiuci with their tear-stained faces, "Brother..."

Xiao Cen waved his hand: "Go, go, go and play on the side, this is the Duke's Mansion, carefully arrest you!"

"My lord, this is the case with me... ah!" Xiao Cen yelled out in pain.

Zhu Jiuci silently withdrew the elbow that hit Xiao Cen's waist, squatted down and touched the hairy heads of a few children, "What's wrong?"

The children were so frightened by Xiao Cen that their faces were full of tears, and they choked up cautiously and said: "The wind... the kite fell into... the gate."

Zhu Jiuci stood up and patted the shoulders of several children, "Good boy, don't be afraid, go in and pick up kites."

Xiao Cen was almost crying, dragged Zhu Jiuci down the steps and hid behind the stone lion, "My lord, it's really a big deal!"

Liang Zhaoge sat under the shadow of the tree, seeing the figure disappear outside the gate of the mansion, he silently lowered his head, staring at the strings in a daze.

His sleeve seemed to be tugged, he turned his head, and a few white balls looked up at him.

Papa, Baituanzi shed a tear.

Tap, tap, the other white balls also began to cry.

Liang Zhaoge: "..."

A child who seemed a bit more courageous wiped his eyes with his dirty hands, sniffed his nose and stumbled and said softly: "Immortal... can you help us pick up the kite?"

The voice was soft as if he had just eaten glutinous rice candy.

The little children's faces were puffy, and the wind turned red because of the tears.Children probably grow up eating glutinous rice dumplings.

Liang Zhaoge nodded, turned around and stepped on the stone bench, raised his arm to grab a nearby branch, the cloud sleeve fell down, revealing his slender wrist, with a light effort from his waist, he climbed up the shortest branch, and his left hand Switching to a higher branch, he flew up with a touch of his toes, but Liang Zhaoge was in the middle of the dense canopy of the banyan tree in an instant.

The banyan tree is emerald green, and he hides in it in white clothes, looking like a fairy.

Pale fingertips pinched the ribbons of the kite, and with a light tug, the kite floated down and landed on the children.

The white dumplings jumped up under the tree, "Thank you gods, thank you gods!"

"The fairy is so tall!"

"Stupid, gods can fly."

Liang Zhaoge stepped on the branches at a high place, looking at the few white dumplings far away under the tree, slightly lost in thought.

Zhu Jiuci dragged off the person who was clinging to his arm, "Your father's birthday, what's the use of looking for me?"

Xiao Cen stepped forward and covered his mouth: "Shhh! Keep your voice down, my grandpa, so that the grandpa can hear it, and my father will know!"

Zhu Jiuci pushed the man's hand away, "It's useless to hold Buddha's feet temporarily."

Xiao Cen chopped his feet, "Little Grandpa, listen to me! It's not a birthday gift! My father said that if I can find something I really want to do before his birthday party, he won't force me to go to the school grounds !"

Zhu Jiuci folded his arms and nodded, "Then what do you like?"

"This is the problem, I don't know!"

Zhu Jiuci rolled his eyes, "You just read too little, if—"

Xiao Cen clapped his hands to interrupt him, "That's right! I can read! This book has its own golden house, and this book has its own..."

The terrified cries of the children in the mansion pierced the sky, followed by the wailing voices of several children, their voices were piercing and terrified, as if something terrible had happened.

Zhu Jiuci threw off his sleeves and rushed into the mansion desperately.

The kite was thrown aside alone, and the children sat on the ground under the big banyan tree and cried loudly.

Surrounded by children, Liang Zhaoge seemed to be kneeling on the ground, weakly about to collapse, his face was pale, and his eyes were closed.

"Zhaoge!" Zhu Jiuci rushed over.

Liang Zhaoge frowned, raised his head with difficulty, his lips were pale and lost all color, his eyelashes trembled, and he couldn't open his eyes.

"What's wrong! What's going on! Zhaoge!" Zhu Jiuci supported his shoulders, and the man immediately lost his strength and fell into his arms.

Xiao Cen then rushed over, still remaining calm, he knelt down and hugged a child in his arms to comfort him for a while, the child pointed softly at the old banyan tree, "The fairy... the fairy has fallen."

Zhu Jiuci's right eye jumped, and he stretched out his hand to lift off the tail of his clothes. Liang Zhaoge's ankle was folded on the ground at a strange angle, and a little red blood stained through the snow-white underpants.

"Langzhong! Call Langzhong!" Zhu Jiuci roared, hugging the person in his arms tightly.

"I'll go right away!" Xiao Cen leaned over and put down the child, and ran out quickly.

"Little Grandpa..." Liang Zhaoge said weakly, his anger was like a thread.

"Zhaoge is not afraid, the doctor will be here soon, your ankle can't move now, we will wait here."

"My lord, I don't feel any pain."

"Liar."

Liang Zhaoge's pale fingertips clung to the man's clothes, his right ear rested on his chest, and the heart beat vigorously beside his ear.

"Zhaoge has one more request."

Zhu Jiuci looked down. From his perspective, Liang Zhaoge's eyelashes curled up, trembling slightly, and the tip of his nose was covered with thin sweat, which seemed to be in extreme pain.

"You said."

Liang Zhaoge grabbed a tail of black hair and wrapped it between his fingers, "Zhaoge still needs to trouble the Duke's mansion for a few more days, and he probably won't be able to get out now."

"You still want to go out with your foot hurt like this!" Zhu Jiuci couldn't help but angrily said, "Don't go anywhere until the injury is healed."

"Young master is so fierce." Liang Zhaoge leaned against his chest and closed his eyes, lowered his head slightly, hiding a smile from the corner of his mouth.

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