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

Whether it is big or small, the birthday is nothing more than a family reunion to celebrate the birthday. The birthday star eats a bowl of longevity noodles, listens to a few words of congratulations, and happily remembers that he is one year older.

When it gets bigger, it’s not too big. Rich and noble people set up flowing water seats, entertain all the relatives, friends, VIPs, and relatives they know, and then kindly distribute the excess ingredients to beggars on the street.After all, it is just the difference between the cheers of a few people and the cheers of thousands of people.

For Zhu Jiuci, the birthday is really not very important, because the increase in age does not explain anything.Some people mature precociously, such as General Qu Jinghong, who is a handsome young man with a firm mind, mature and stable, capable of taking on important positions, and is not afraid to stand with people who are many times older than him.

Relatively speaking, the local hooligans represented by Xiao Cen, even if they are ten years older, are still hippie and not doing business.

From the above simple deduction, Zhu Jiuci believes that the birthday is not important.

Of course, it is another matter for someone to secretly say that his birthday is not important because he is wearing a book and really can't figure out his age.

The Duke of the State didn't care about the little Jiujiu in Zhu Jiuci's heart, and with a wave of the crescent moon, he forcibly took him back to the mansion.

Grabbing the cat by the neck and throwing it into the small courtyard, the door was locked with a click, and he yelled that he was not allowed to come out until his birthday. The whole set of movements was smooth and clean, and the demon king of the world was sealed.

Zhu Jiuci sighed, turned around, and touched the glass seat lamp with his paws, "If you are in confinement, you will be in confinement. What's the matter with being locked up in Xiyuan!"

It’s not that he doesn’t care about birthdays, it’s just that Liang Zhaoge’s illness is really urgent, he doesn’t have time to wait, he feels like he’s wasting his life every minute and a second, and he really wants to run out of the house and be with his little friends Let's plunge into the alleys together, and find out the famous doctor who has rejuvenated.

There are also very good reasons for not wanting to celebrate birthdays. After all, although birthdays are celebrated for birthdays, it is the Duke and Duchess who should really accept the celebration.

"Mother is the greatest!" Zhu Jiuci said heartily.

Slowly walk along the glazed lamps, pass the Jiuzhuan veranda, Xiashui Pavilion, enter the courtyard, and finally dawdle in front of the door.

Zhu Jiuci raised his hand, but he didn't know how to knock it down.

After working for more than ten days, more than a hundred children were called together.

How could he tell Liang Zhaoge that the famous doctor had not been found?

Zhu Jiuci thought about it for two or three times, but couldn't think of a good reason, so he just bit the bullet and pushed the door open.

The wooden door was pushed open with difficulty, and Zhu Jiuci froze in place, because the scene in front of him was too... colorful?

As far as the eye can see, the ground is full of shoes, boots, clothes, silk, satin, brocade and silk, and the tables, chairs, and tables and beds are all full of complete dresses.

In the colorful center, Liang Zhaoge was wearing eye-catching colorful clothes, holding a pile of clothes and standing in the mountain of clothes in a daze. Hearing the sound, he looked towards Zhu Jiuci, his eyes were about to cry.

Mother poked her head out from behind the screen holding the scissors, "Xiao Jiu is back!"

Liang Zhaoge shuddered and looked over with aggrieved eyes. For the first time, Zhu Jiuci saw some helplessness on his face.

Looking around, all the servants in a room are holding clothes, at least a hundred sets, the dresses of more than 40 people from the east are slightly wrinkled, and the dresses on the hands of No. [-] are brand new. mark.

Zhu Jiuci had a bad premonition, wouldn't Liang Zhaoge try to come here one by one?

He stepped forward, pulled Liang Zhaoge, who was about to cry, out of the pile of clothes, turned his head to the screen and said, "Mother! You really raised him like a stupid son."

The Duke's wife glared at him, "Why don't you raise him as a daughter?"

Zhu Jiuci: "That! Then we can't let Zhaoge try on so many suits!"

The Duke's wife glared at him, "It's not that someone won't come back!"

Zhu Jiuci was wronged, and looked weakly at Liang Zhaoge.The latter pursed his lips and stuffed a large pile of clothes in his arms to Zhu Jiuci. He looked down and saw that he was dressed in colorful clothes, frowned, and went straight to hide behind Zhu Jiuci, determined not to let him see.

"Zhaoge is the most beautiful." Zhu Jiuci comforted him.

Mrs. Guo Gong turned the scissors in her hand and looked over, "The bear boy is not big or small! How can I call my brother by his name directly!"

Zhu Jiuci: "..."

Liang Zhaoge said, "It's all right, Madam."

The Duke's wife glared over, "Call me mother!"

Liang Zhaoge: "!"

Zhu Jiuci received someone's distress call, and said, "Mother, don't embarrass Mr. Qin."

"Why is it so embarrassing!" Mrs. Guo put down the scissors and took a set of satin red dress from the servant, "Our Xiao Zhaoge is the most obedient, unlike someone who doesn't go home all day and wants to see each other. If you want to talk, you can’t talk. It’s Xiao Zhaoge who is obedient and sensible, both mother and father think that Zhaoge is our good son.”

Zhu Jiuci: "..." I'm sorry Zhaoge, the enemy's firepower is too fierce, I was killed first, you come on.

Liang Zhaoge supported Zhu Jiuci's shoulder and said in a low voice, "Since the young man is back, why don't you let the young man try on the dress? Zhaoge will leave first."

"No need!" The Duke's Madam waved her hand, and the scissors slammed into the carved wooden door with a bang, "You two try it together, you can't favor one over the other."

Zhu Jiuci: "!"

Liang Zhaoge: "!"

Mrs. Guogong walked over, "We martial arts practitioners first emphasize loyalty and second, fairness. Don't even think about the things that other people fight over!"

The two poor people in the pile of clothes embraced each other and nodded tremblingly to Mrs. Guogong.

"Very good." The Duchess said, "Let's start with the red set."

Mother looked at Zhu Jiuci, "Red complements your complexion, look at you running outside all day, your skin is tanned and dirty, learn from Xiao Zhao's song, how beautiful you are when you are white and clean."

Zhu Jiuci burst into tears, can I not attack personally.

Liang Zhaoge took the clothes and compared them to Zhu Jiuci, "Young master is the prettiest."

Beijing is really cool in June, as long as the windows and doors are wide open, the breeze will pour in without hesitation, which is really comfortable.

Probably the so-called Beijing does not sweat in June, shakes cattail fans in July, and enters the steamer in August.

The eight windows of Xiyuan were all open, but the house was full of heat.

Zhu Jiuci and Liang Zhaoge finally finished trying on dozens of sets of clothes. The two of them collapsed in the pile of clothes and couldn't help themselves. Even the shrewd and capable wife of the Duke felt a little tired.

The Duke's wife gave a few more casual instructions, and left with a group of servants.

Zhu Jiuci let out a long sigh.

"Young master, you have worked hard." Liang Zhaoge lay beside him, buried in the silk, with a muffled voice.

Zhu Jiuci turned his head to look over, Liang Zhaoge's face was white and beautiful, the tip of his nose was panting lightly, and the silk gauze was shaking slightly.

Zhu Jiuci turned over and threw himself next to Liang Zhaoge, pulled away the silk that blocked his view, stared at Liang Zhaoge and said, "You are feeling better?"

After such a high-intensity fitting work, the patient Liang Zhaoge seemed to be more adaptable than him.

Liang Zhaoge nodded, "It's much better."

Zhu Jiuci felt relieved and lay down again in the pile of clothes.

Zhaoge's illness is urgent, but not urgent.I have been lingering for more than [-] years, but I have not seen any improvement, but the symptoms are not particularly serious. Most of the time, I am no different from ordinary people, except that occasionally when I get sick, I have a cough and chills and it is difficult to move.

Zhu Jiuci rolled up the clothes from his side and hugged them in his arms. The silk and satin were cold and comfortable against the skin, and his thoughts became much clearer.

If you can't find a famous doctor in Beijing, maybe you can find a way to find out from outside Beijing.

Seeing a doctor had hope, Zhu Jiuci was overjoyed, and unconsciously hugged the clothes in his arms tightly.The clothes ball suddenly moved, and Zhu Jiuci was startled.

"Why is the little prince holding my arm?" Liang Zhaoge asked him.

Zhu Jiuci bowed his head, and there was a white lotus-like arm hidden in the colorful silk and satin in his arms.

Zhu Jiuci frowned, let go of his hands in panic, and two things popped up in his mind.

One, he just held Liang Zhaoge and twisted and twisted;

Second, it doesn't matter where the birthday is this year!Obviously very very and extremely important!

Because the little father-in-law is weak!

The author has something to say: Mother: The silly child only figured it out after changing so many dresses?

Zhaoge: You can get married after the crown ceremony.

Your Majesty: I, who lives in the lines, is finally about to appear.

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"Very very and extremely" pays tribute to "Wulin Biography".