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

It was almost dusk, the sky was gradually darkening, and the drizzle continued. Zhu Jiuci ran to the long street, but Liang Zhaoge was nowhere to be found.

Xuanwu Lake, Confucius Temple, Lotus Pond... Zhu Jiuci searched all the places he could think of, even the dilapidated grass temple in the west of the city, except for the earthen Buddha statue looking at him compassionately, where can he find it? half shadow.

Zhu Jiuci wanted to cry without tears and walked out of the earthen temple. He raised his head, and the drizzle fell like needles from the half-dark sky. Liang Zhaoge didn't open an umbrella when he went out, and he didn't know if he had found a shelter from the rain. He is already weak, if he is exposed to the cold rain in the south of the Yangtze River again, he doesn't know what will happen.

Sighing, regardless of the fatigue of the whole body, I still have to go out to find it.

I don't know if it was just worshiping the Bodhisattva Buddha in the earth temple or something else, Zhu Jiuci suddenly had a flash of inspiration and ran to the wide long street where they were shopping at the night market that day, rushing to the tall stage.

The huge theater stage was already wet by the rain, and the lacquered red pillars became darker in color. The crystal raindrops fell from the octagonal cornices, forming a rain curtain, but there was no one on the stage, and the streets and alleys were also empty. one person.

Zhu Jiuci sighed, as expected he was thinking too much, but he still didn't find Langya Academy, maybe he can go there to have a look.

Turning around to leave, he caught a glimpse of a figure in the corner of the stage out of the corner of his eye.

Zhu Jiuci rushed over in a hurry, leaned over and pulled aside layers of curtains. At the end of the soft red silk cloth, a person buried his head in a corner with his knees around. The ink was scattered all over his body. I just feel like stepping on the mud to pick lotus roots.

Zhaoge raised his head when he heard the sound, his face was as pale as paper, but it was shockingly beautiful, his eyes trembled slightly, fine teardrops hung on his slender eyelashes, as bright as scattered stars, the tails of his eyes were raised, his phoenix eyes were long and slender, the tip of his nose was reddish, biting red Lips, pity like duckweed in the middle of a lake.

"Little Lord." Wronged.

Zhu Jiuci leaned over and hugged him coldly.

Sick Beauty becomes Ice Beauty.

"go home."

"No home."

Zhu Jiuci thought he was saying that Jinling had no home, so he patiently persuaded him: "The capital is too far away and we won't be able to go back for a while. Xia Ziyou said that he took the Jinling mansion as his own home. If we see you outside, Fatty Mo will be sad." of."

The beauty is still hiding in the corner and refuses to come out.

Zhu Jiuci tried to hug the beauty, but he didn't.

"Zhaoge, let's go back." Zhu Jiuci panted from exhaustion.

"Young master has returned the chalcedony to me, why do you want to go back?"

"Heal your illness!" Zhu Jiuci had seized the opportunity, and squatted down beside Liang Zhaoge. He started from the Compendium of Materia Medica, talked about the composition and structure of jade, and the mining of jade mines. , Three Lives and Myriad Things come to the conclusion that Nuan Yu nourishes people.

As soon as the conversation was finished, Zhu Jiuci's mouth was dry, and he looked up at the beauty, only to see that half of Zhaoge's tears were caught in the middle of his noisy, and he didn't know whether to fall or not.

Zhu Jiuci: "..."

Is it talking too much.

Suddenly something warm and cool was stuffed into the palm of the hand, and the palm was rolled up and wrapped by the man.

"Put it away." Liang Zhaoge looked at him.

Zhu Jiuci put it away, knowing that he was talking for nothing.

Liang Zhaoge came out from the corner of the stage, and Zhu Jiuci touched him carefully, and he was indeed soaked.

The two were going to go back to the mansion directly, but in the middle of the trip, Liang Zhaoge insisted that Baoyu didn't support anyone, and asked him not to send it away.How could Zhu Jiuci give up the panacea he had obtained, so the two went hand in hand to the dilapidated Qin Mansion in the west of Jinling City, saying that they wanted to see if the story back then was true or not.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, the two stood in front of the decaying Qin Mansion. A hundred years had passed, and even the hard doorposts had rotted into dust, and they were in danger.

Carefully walk in through the half-open door, the mansion is desolate and dilapidated, the walls of the mansion are broken, there are many strange rocks, the screen wall collapsed, and the water tank is broken all over the place.

The air is filled with the smell of dust, even with the drizzle, it still hasn't covered up the earthy smell of centuries-old decay.

The two carefully walked around the front hall and walked towards the backyard. The house was in dilapidated condition and no one could enter at all. If someone gently pushed with their slender fingertips, the whole house would collapse.

Going around to the backyard, most of the trees are dead. In the center of the courtyard, the roots of the big tree hugged by the two are left rotting in place. I don’t know who cut it down. Now it is soaked in rain and vomits, emitting an unpleasant stench.

The Qin mansion went in and out three times, and the two of them spent a short half-hour of walking around, and there was almost no intact place, and probably the only thing that was still | standing tall in the mansion was the ancestral hall.

The two walked in hand in hand, the ancestral hall was pitch black, and the way forward could not be seen. Occasionally, spider webs would fly on the face and stick to the mouth and nose of the person.

Liang Zhaoge no longer let Zhu Jiuci walk in front, but protected him behind him, and his wide cloud sleeves opened up a cool space.

On the long memorial table, the handwriting on the tablet of the ancestors of the Qin family has been blurred, and the surface is covered with thick soil.

Zhu Jiuci carefully straightened the tablets, and when his fingertips touched the thick dust, he suddenly realized that he had allowed Liang Zhaoge's heart to accompany him to explore his family's ruined home for a century. Hurry back to Fuchu to take a bath.

I really don't know why I went crazy.

Just about to end this farce and drag Liang Zhaoge back home, Liang Zhaoge suddenly said in the corner:

"My lord, come and see."

Zhu Jiuci turned his head and looked over. Liang Zhaoge was standing on the westernmost side of the long sacrificial table.

After wiping off the dust on the surface, the surface of the card was still faintly shining.

"Qin Hua, the word Naozhou..." Zhu Jiuci could barely make out the handwriting, and raised his eyes in surprise, "It's actually true?"

Liang Zhaoge suddenly led him to turn around and leave, his steps were shockingly fast.

"Zhaoge, slow down!"

Liang Zhaoge didn't dare to stop, with unreasonable fear in his heart, the story in the play was true, it was also true that Nuan Yu raised people, so abandoning Ruan Hongzhuang... was also true.

Once the word "abandonment" broke into his heart, he couldn't help clutching his heart. He was so uncomfortable that he could hardly breathe, as if he was about to suffocate in the water in the next moment. He stepped down and turned around, only to see Zhu Jiuci staring at him aggrievedly.

"Zhaoge walked too fast..."

Liang Zhaoge suddenly calmed down, took a deep breath, and led him to walk slowly.

There was no one on the street except the two of them holding an umbrella.

"Zhaoge, your umbrella is crooked."

"Zhaoge, I can't get out of the rain."

"Zhaoge, your left shoulder is wet."

The umbrella in his hand was suddenly snatched away, and the man raised the umbrella with his toes.

"That's great." A small oil-paper umbrella hugged the figures of the two, fine rain fell from the edge of the umbrella, forming a circular rain curtain, enclosing the two in a small space.

When Liang Zhaoge kissed him softly, he remembered that day when the red rain fell on the capital, the golden sun pierced through the thick clouds, the man was standing under the peach tree holding a black oil-paper umbrella, the rain fell from the edge of the umbrella, forming a circle Circle golden rain curtain.

When the two returned to the mansion, they were already shivering from the cold, Zhu Jiuci dragged Liang Zhaoge to the Tangchi, and did the same thing to push the man into the water.

However, in the end, he couldn't bear to knock a raw egg on the beauty's head.

Zhu Jiuci sneezed and jumped down with his clothes on.

Liang Zhaoge leaned against the wall of the pool and closed his eyes, his face was a little pale, even the warm water in the pool could not save his body, and there was no blush on his face, Zhu Jiuci was a little worried.

Carefully leaning over to look over, Liang Zhaoge opened his eyes and hugged him into his arms.

"do not move."

The thin clothes were soaked by the hot spring water and stuck to the skin, hugging that person tightly, almost naked|naked.

Zhu Jiuci blushed and wanted to break free.

Liang Zhaoge hugged him even tighter, and whispered in his ear, "Young master is holding jade, and I am hugging young master, isn't it just jade to support people?"

Zhu Jiuci couldn't move, and he actually felt that it made sense.

The person behind him hid his smile and hugged the person in his arms tightly again.

As a result of the rain, Zhu Jiuci was fine, but Liang Zhaoge fell ill.

The low-grade fever persists. Although it is not fatal, it is not good to be lingering, and it always makes people flustered.

This time when he was ill, Zhu Jiuci discovered that the perfect fairy he had raised to the sky had a flaw.

Liang Zhaoge was afraid of taking medicine.

It's not the kind of drink that can be coaxed, but the fear from the bottom of my heart, maybe because I'm really afraid of drinking it for more than 20 years.

"After drinking this bowl, there will be sugar to eat." Zhu Jiuci did everything he could, holding the syrup sweet tea and sweet preserves, he almost turned out all the sweets in Jinling, but he couldn't persuade that person to drink a bowl of decoction.

"I don't want to drink anymore." Liang Zhaoge frowned and hid back.

Zhu Jiuci patted the man's thin shoulder with his paw, "The last bowl."

The beauty's eyes lit up, "Really?"

Zhu Jiu said: "Today's last bowl."

The light in the beauty's eyes fell again.

When Zhu Jiuci sighed, Liang Zhaoge buried himself in the quilt again, revealing his black hair like silk.

Putting the bowl aside, Zhu Jiuci thought about how to dig the beauty out of the quilt.

Then lift the silk quilt to the left first, exposing the beauty's beautiful shoulder blades, then support the beauty's shoulders and waist, hug her up, and then take advantage of the beauty not paying attention, pour down the soup...

While rehearsing in her mind, the beauty got up by herself.

"Huh?" Zhu Jiuci was puzzled.

"Bring the decoction." The beauty said.

Zhu Jiuci foolishly handed it over.

The beauty shook her head.

Zhu Jiuci understood, scooped up a spoon and blew on it before handing it to his mouth.

The beauty shook her head again.

I wish you a long time to say goodbye.

"Kiss me." Liang Zhaoge glanced at the soup bowl, "Drink it."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-03-2500:20:31~2021-03-2523:29:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of visiting the old and half ghosts;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!