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

"Mr. Qin, why are you playing tricks!" Zhu Jiuci was furious.

Liang Zhaoge smiled softly and said, "There's no shame, Zhaoge didn't know what he said."

Zhu Jiuci turned around angrily, and lay back on the soft chair with his back facing him, "This is not an answer."

"Okay, okay." Liang Zhaoge stretched out his hand to pat his head, looked at the stars in the sky and said earnestly, "Rong Zhaoge think about it slowly, and tell the little eunuch when he thinks about it."

Zhu Jiuci turned around, Liang Zhaoge withdrew his hands, and the cloud sleeves fell down on the chair like moonlight, glistening with satin light.

"Mr. Qin, remember, I will definitely help Mr. Qin realize it."

Liang Zhaoge turned his body sideways, his phoenix eyes twinkling with starlight, "Zhaoge made a note, the little prince will keep his word when the time comes."

"That's natural." Zhu Jiuci nodded.

The night sky is clear and the galaxy is full of stars. The bright moon hides its light for the sky full of stars and only casts a faint moonlight on the earth.

The night gradually fell.

Liang Zhaoge got up, gently hugged the sleeping man back to the bed, took off his shoes and socks, and covered him with a quilt.

Liang Zhaoge looked at the peaceful sleeping face on the couch for a long time, and finally bent down to touch the man's forehead and turned to leave.The sleeves tugged, Liang Zhaoge looked down, and there was a claw on the end of Yunxiu.

"Sir." Zhu Jiuci squinted his eyes in a daze, already terribly sleepy.

Liang Zhaoge squatted down and said to the human being on the bed, "Little Grandpa, Zhaoge has gone back."

"Why..." Zhu Jiuci yawned, buried his face in the quilt, and still clenched his sleeves.

"Because," Liang Zhaoge frowned suddenly, raised his hand to press his chest, his fingertips were pressed blue and white, and the smooth satin was wrinkled.He suppressed his coughing and said softly, "Because the little grandpa fell asleep."

Zhu Jiuci nodded, the drowsy person had no logical judgment.

Liang Zhaoge gently took out the sleeve, and carefully put the man's arm under the quilt to cover it.

Zhu Jiuci still muttered in a daze, "Don't light the lamp when Zhaoge changes clothes..."

"Don't turn on the lamp..." The person on the couch was almost asleep, but he insisted on repeating this sentence.

"Okay." Liang Zhaoge responded, although it was strange, but since the young man said so, he did as he wanted.

Slowly waiting for the people on the couch to fall asleep, Liang Zhaoge raised his hand and put down the curtain, and after finishing everything, he leaned over and put the shoes on the side of the bed.

His eyes glanced over the skirt of his clothes inadvertently, and he saw four black paw prints. Liang Zhaoge was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly.

It's not easy to buy a storefront, it's really not easy.

The carpet search work in the early stage is just the tip of the iceberg in the heavy regulations. After confirming the shop you want, you have to go through paperwork and report to the government offices at all levels. After that, there will be a series of complicated procedures such as formal transaction interviews, government notaries, etc. Work.

Zhu Jiuci was so busy that he couldn't ask Liang Zhaoge for leave for a few days, and he ran around outside the residence from morning to night every day.

Fortunately, Huangtian paid off, although the process was a bit tedious and tedious, the result was good.

As of today, all the procedures are only missing the last hurdle. When Qu Jinghong, Fatty Mo and the trader complete the transaction in front of the witnesses of the government, and then go to the government to make the final record, the store will be considered settled.

"Hiss! It's too slow, how long has it been!" Xiao Cen threw the wine cup on the table, got up and looked out the window.

Zhu Jiuci couldn't stop him, so he had to turn his head to Xiaoer and said, "One more pot."

The waiter in the shop rushed down in a hurry, and came back holding the flagon in a moment, "Zuixianlou Guoziniang, please be good!"

"The little general looks capable and energetic. Why do you take so long to do things? It's been half a day. The house can be built!"

"Don't be in a hurry." Zhu Jiuci poured a cup of fruit wine and pushed it in front of Xiao Cen, "Old General Xiao's birthday banquet is coming, have you thought about what you want to do?"

Xiao Cen screamed, went back to the table and sat down.

"I thought I would be a material for reading, but when I opened the book, those small characters were like flies and mosquitoes buzzing in my ears, it was really annoying."

Zhu Jiuci smiled and said: "If you can't figure it out, you have to go back to the school for training again. Brother Xiao, take care."

"Hey, let's go." Xiao Cen angrily raised the wine cup and drank it in one gulp, "But——"

Zhu Jiuci looked up, and Xiao Cen took out a thin book from his pocket, "There are still one or two books that I can read."

Zhu Jiuci took it over and read the cover: ""Southeast Research on Things"?"

Xiao Cen nodded, "The mountains and rivers are exotic, strange things and strange species, the story is quite interesting."

Xiao Cen took the book back, turned to a page and pointed it to Zhu Jiuci, "There is a strange mountain in the southeast of the northern country, and there is a treasure in the mountain, which is a place of pilgrimage for the southern Xinjiang people."

"and then?"

"Explore!" Xiao Cen closed the book with a snap, "I'm going to take a look! You can even see the map in the book, so there's nothing wrong with it."

Zhu Jiuci: "..."

You'd better go back to school for training obediently.

Xiao Cen chattered at the side, from the mountains and rivers to the history of the Nanjiang people, and then back to the pilgrimage treasure, Zhu Jiuci felt dizzy, drank a sip of fruit wine, and felt drowsy.

The warm wind blows in from the window, coaxing people to fall asleep.Zhu Jiuci finally couldn't resist the sleepiness, and fell asleep lightly with his head half supported on his arms.

Zhu Jiuci stretched his waist and came out of Zuixian Tower, he was not used to the smell of alcohol on his body.

As if he still didn't wait for Qu Jinghong to come back, Zhu Jiuci rubbed his head, feeling a little headache.

The sky is really gorgeous, the east is a thick dark blue, the clouds get thicker as you go to the west, and the clouds roll up and down, turning into blue-purple, warm yellow, and intense red.

Zhu Jiuci hadn't seen such a shocking sky view for a long time, and Zhu Jiuci couldn't help but froze in place.

The warm wind blows, and a touch of pink floats in front of me.

Zhu Jiuci reached out to catch it, but it turned out to be a peach blossom.

The capital is huge, and there is always a hiding place for surprises. It is already May, but there are still peach blossoms left behind.

Zhu Jiuci collected the petals and walked slowly to the Duke's mansion.

There were no people on the street, probably because dusk was approaching and they all returned home for reunion, Zhu Jiuci regretted that there was no one to watch such a beautiful sky view.

Knocking on the door of the mansion, the old banyan tree still stands majestically in the courtyard, stretching its branches around, welcoming him home with open arms.

It is lush green and full of vitality.

Unlike what he was accustomed to in the past, a strange sense of familiarity enveloped Zhu Jiuci.

Running unconsciously under his feet, Zhu Jiuci couldn't control his body, his soul was carried madly by his body and ran into the small courtyard, rushed all the way across the veranda, got off the water pavilion and ran into the spacious courtyard. Turning over the blue and white water tank, there was a loud crash behind him, and porcelain pieces flew everywhere.

Zhu Jiuci slammed the door open, white silk all over the place.

A pair of feet dangled in mid-air.

"Zhaoge!" Zhu Jiuci screamed in shock, desperately rushed forward and hugged the man's calf on tiptoe.

Liang Zhaoge's hair was disheveled, his hands were hanging down, and the three-foot white silk hung him in the air.

"Come on!"

"Help!"

"Come on people!"

The servant broke open the door and rushed in, and the room was in chaos.

Zhu Jiuci was pushed to the side by the crowd, and he slammed into the wall heavily. His vision was blurred by tears. He vaguely saw figures in the air being rescued. He rushed forward to push away countless people, and finally hugged Liang Zhaoge.

"Zhaoge!"

The man in his arms opened his eyes weakly, and there was a glaring strangle mark on his neck.He frowned, his face pale as paper.

The voice was rubbed out of the throat with difficulty, and it was so hoarse that the notes could not be heard, "Little Grandpa...why...don't Zhaoge anymore?"

"Why not! Why not Zhaoge!"

"Zhaoge stop talking, where is the government doctor! Lang Zhong! Call Lang Zhong!" Zhu Jiuci turned his head and shouted loudly.

The servant hurriedly ran out in response.

"Little Grandpa...doesn't come to see Zhaoge every day...doesn't it mean that he doesn't want...me?"

Liang Zhaoge's face was pale, his lips were terribly bruised, his phoenix eyes were empty and lifeless, and tears fell from his eyes.

Zhu Jiuci was trembling with fear, he only knew to hug the man, but he didn't dare to use any force, so he could only do his best to wrap his arms around him lightly, "Why don't you see me every day—" Although I haven't practiced the piano these days, , Didn't you already ask Mr. Qin for leave?

The following words suddenly couldn't come out, and Zhu Jiuci couldn't make a sound after speaking several times.

"Qin first—" Zhu Jiuci coughed violently.

The door slammed open.

"The government doctor is here! The government doctor is here!"

Zhu Jiuci was knocked away, and he watched the crowd surround Liang Zhaoge.

The doctor was so angry that he cursed, the servants screamed, the maid wailed, and the noise of the world was crowded in front of him in an instant.

Noisy and noisy, he was out of place.

Zhu Jiuci lowered his head, a hand reached out from the chaotic crowd, and gently grabbed his sleeve.

"—Qu Jinghong, you guys are too slow!"

"Bah! Third thief, you are disrespectful! If you want to call him a little general, this is our hero, and the shop has been bought!" Jiang Chengzi laughed and said.

Zhu Jiuci slowly opened his eyes, in front of him was a crooked wine cup, and the sweet smell of stuffed fruit welled up his nose little by little.

He sat up abruptly.

"Yo, is the young master waking up?" Xiao Cen walked over, "It's just right, let's congratulate directly! Young master Xia has been promoted to shopkeeper!"

"Oh!" The teenagers cheered.

Zhu Jiuci broke out in cold sweat, "Where is this!"

Jiang Chengzi took out his compass, smiled and leaned over, "Is this a nightmare, my little grandpa?"

"Dream?" Zhu Jiuci's eyes trembled.

Xiao Cen pushed Jiang Chengzi away, sat down and put his arms around Zhu Jiuci's shoulders, "I'm not waiting for General Qu to come back, I didn't call you when I saw you fell asleep."

Consciousness returned, and Zhu Jiuci gradually sobered up.

It's a dream.

Zhu Jiuci didn't dare to recall in detail, he was still terrified.

Bai Ling... Zhu Jiuci suddenly woke up, it seemed to be the plot of the original book.

The little father-in-law carried the beauty back to the mansion capriciously, and after two days of being tired of hugging her, he couldn't bear the boredom of the mansion and went out to visit friends, wine shops and gambling houses, and inadvertently left the beauty out of the mansion.

Liang Zhaoge couldn't bear to gain and lose, and thought that the little eunuch would not want him anymore, when he was disheartened, the madman seized his heart, took Bai Ling and died.

Zhu Jiuci's heart skipped a beat.

Someone next to him carefully offered tea, and he unconsciously took a sip.

The herbal tea soaked into the lungs and spleen, and Zhu Jiuci became a little sober.

The reality is different from the original book, and everything is different. He shares dinner with Liang Zhaoge every day, and often asks him to learn the piano.

Zhu Jiuci breathed a sigh of relief.

But in the past few days... for the sake of the store, he obviously hasn't gone to Liang Zhaoge to learn piano for many days!

Zhu Jiuci's heart tightened.

The wooden window was blown open by the breeze, and the continuous fire clouds came into view.

Zhu Jiuci stood up in panic, and rushed out of the restaurant without looking back despite everyone's doubts.

"Little Grandpa—!" shouted the companions behind him.

Before Zhu Jiuci had time to explain, he rushed to the street and ran all the way west. The street scenes on both sides quickly fell behind, but Huoshaoyun remained motionless at the end.

Rushing out of Guozi Lane, passing Mi's Hutong, and two streets later, Zhu Jiuci slapped both hands on the gate of the Duke's Mansion. The doorman trembled from the sudden noise, and carefully opened a crack in the door. Zhu Jiuci rushed to the door immediately. Going in, ran all the way to Xiyuan, passed the screen wall, Zhu Jiuci accidentally bumped into the blue and white water tank, ignored the pain and continued to run forward, there was a loud crash behind him, and the blue and white water tank fell to the ground.

After knocking open the door, Liang Zhaoge stood in the middle of the room holding a roll of white silk.

"Zhaoge!" Zhu Jiuci rushed forward, snatched Bai Ling from his hand and threw it on the ground.

"What are you doing!" Zhu Jiuci roared angrily.

Liang Zhaoge frowned, and lightly supported his shoulder, "Young master?"

Zhu Jiuci broke free and grabbed Liang Zhaoge's arm with his backhand, "Zhaoge, what are you doing with the white silk..." Tears burst out, and Zhu Jiuci couldn't control himself, so he had to bite his lower lip to prevent himself from falling. Cry out loud.

"Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu?" Liang Zhaoge called him softly, seeing that the face in front of him was not right, he stretched out his hand to hold him in his arms, "Don't be afraid, little father-in-law, tell Zhaoge what happened."

"I--"

The wooden door slammed behind him, and Zhu Jiuci looked over in panic.

The author has something to say: Maps are maps.