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

About three to five days later, the impatiens juice is fully soaked, and the nails should be almost ready to be removed.Liang Zhaoge entered the study with his ten green fingertips.

Zhu Jiuci was writing a gift list of precious medicinal materials to present to the immortal doctor, and he could not make a single mistake. However, the gift list was as long as a hundred items, and it was really difficult to write a single word. He had rewritten it eight times.

"Is it okay to let Ah Nian dismantle it?"

The beauty didn't answer, just circling around the desk, twisting the sleeves when it was in the front, and bumping the back of the chair when it was in the back, always in the posture that if you don't help me remove the leaves, I won't leave.

Zhu Jiuci sighed and put down the brush.

"Come."

The beauty Yingying came over and sat on his lap.

"Zhaoge!!" Zhu Jiu resigned.

The beauty doesn't want to make an inch of it, so she accepts it as soon as she takes advantage of it, stands up and drags a chair from the side, and sits down next to Zhu Jiuci.

Zhu Jiuci glared at him, and took his hand angrily.

The oily green leaves are already a little wilted, and there is a little ink on the corners. I don't know if the black herbal medicine of the Great Immortal has penetrated into the soft leaves. If so, it will be a failure.

Carefully pinching the thin thread around and around, the silk thread fell to the ground, and the soft leaves unfolded by themselves.

The inner side of the soft leaves is still oily green, Zhu Jiuci heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately the medicine ink did not seep in.

Carefully remove the soft leaves, and wipe off the downy rabbit fur on your fingertips with a clean soft cloth.

Immediately stunning, soul-stirring.

It's true that the ten tips are all replaced by red crow's mouth, and the peach blossoms are flooded with water.

The long and slender hands are as white as jade, the skin is too fair, light blue blood vessels can be vaguely seen, the ten nails are full and round, and the red is like vermilion jade.

The hands are stacked on the knees, and the slenderness is lined with fine silk and satin, which really makes people dizzy.

No wonder all the concubines in the palace love Koudan.

"Looks good?" Liang Zhaoge leaned forward and asked.

Zhu Jiuci was confused by those slender hands, still looking down, not realizing that someone was very close to him.

"Okay..." Zhu Jiuci raised his head and slammed into the eyes that were close at hand.

Seeing his frightened face reflected in his bright eyes, Zhu Jiuci backed away blushing.

Disgusted: "It's not too hot to do anything so close."

Liang Zhaoge leaned over and pressed Zhu Jiuci closer, hiding Zhu Jiuci in the small armchair, and looked at him carefully without saying a word.

Zhu Jiuci leaned his back against the chair and had no way out, his eyes couldn't help looking around in panic, and accidentally bumped into the beauty's eyes, his heart skipped a beat.

Just when Zhu Jiuci was about to be unbearable, Liang Zhaoge stepped back and said with a cheerful smile, "It's almost winter, how can it be too hot?"

Zhu Jiuci jumped up angrily, grabbed the beauty's shoulders with both hands, and pushed him out of the study.

Just as the door was about to be closed, the beauty slid in like water, and Zhu Jiuci bumped against Zhu Jiuci with her waist, easily blocking her in the corner, and the door closed with a snap.

"Xiao Jiu hasn't said whether the dye is good or not."

"It looks good." Zhu Jiu said perfunctorily.

The beauty boss was unhappy and took another step forward, Zhu Jiuci's back was pressed against the corner of the wall, and the small space became even tighter.

"Zhaoge is the most beautiful! There is no one more beautiful than Zhaoge in the world."

"What if there is?"

"If there is, it will only be Zhaoge in the future."

After saying this, Zhu Jiuci silently praised himself in his heart.If there is a love book in the capital, these words are really included in the book as a textbook model.

Sure enough, the beauty was elated and took another step forward.

Zhu Jiuci: "..."

"Zhaoge!"

Zhu Jiuci really panicked, his cheeks were hot, and he tried to escape from the side several times but was blocked by that person.

Liang Zhaoge bent down, and the two got so close that Zhu Jiuci could almost see his eyelashes.

For some reason, he started to lose his mind again, remembering that he stretched out his fingertips to count his eyelashes one by one, and every time he counted to thirty, he was distracted by something, and he never finished counting.

Liang Zhaoge's eyelashes are thin and dense, slender and curly upwards, and the elegant arc is like the tail of a fairy cloud in the sky.

Zhu Jiuci was amazed every time he saw it, how could anyone even have amazing eyelashes.

Unconsciously, I counted them one by one.

one two Three……

"Little Lord." The beauty's voice was obviously aggrieved.

I wish you a long time to say goodbye to God.

The two were still very close to each other, and their own figure was reflected in each other's eyes.

"I can feel it in my hands," Liang Zhaoge said.

"En." Zhu Jiuci nodded.

It took him a moment to realize what the other party had said.

"I feel it!" Zhu Jiuci jumped up in surprise and almost bumped into the man's arms.

Carefully and flusteredly cupping the man's hands, he looked at Liang Zhaoge in disbelief and said, "Is the meridian cleared?"

"A little bit, young master." Liang Zhaoge was helpless, he didn't expect his reaction to be so intense.

The joy in Zhu Jiuci's eyes couldn't be stopped, he held it in both hands and shook it, "Can you move!"

Liang Zhaoge hesitated a little, glanced at the person in front of him with his small head hanging down and staring at his hands, gritted his teeth reluctantly and moved his fingertips.

"It really moved!" Zhu Jiuci lowered his head in joy.

Liang Zhaoge pursed his lips and endured, his forehead was so painful that there was a little thin sweat.

After the pain passed, he smiled and said, "Perhaps Xiao Jiu will be able to listen to Zhaoge playing the piano in a few days."

Zhu Jiuci raised his head happily, and suddenly saw the thin sweat on Liang Zhaoge's forehead, his complexion changed, "What's wrong?"

Liang Zhaoge seemed to have nothing happened, and said casually: "Young master is right, it is indeed a bit hot."

Zhu Jiuci laughed loudly, and the villain got his wish, "I just said it's hot! Go, go, don't get so close."

Liang Zhaoge reluctantly backed away, still raising his arms towards him, "Xiao Jiu, do you still want to see? You can still move your fingertips."

"Don't look, don't look!" Zhu Jiuci happily pushed Liang Zhaoge into the study, and carefully pressed him to sit in the chair, "The fairy doctor said, don't move until the meridians are completely unblocked."

"Hmm..." Liang Zhaoge lowered his eyes, then raised his head to look at him after a while and said seriously, "Xiao Jiu can show Xiao Jiu if he wants to see it."

Zhu Jiuci took out a handkerchief and wiped the thin sweat on his forehead, "Don't worry, Zhaoge."

He sat down next to Liang Zhaoge, "One day we Zhaoge will be able to play the piano under the pavilion again, attracting all the blue-tailed sparrows in the capital to the Duke's Mansion."

Liang Zhaoge looked at him with a smile.

The Duke has been very depressed recently.

Sitting at the desk with folded arms, he carefully looked at the countless orthographic characters on the rice paper.

sigh.

Picking up the brush and drawing a horizontal line again, and writing a full orthographic character, I was even more angry.The brush was thrown aside.

Mrs. Guo came in, held back a smile, picked up the brush from the ground, and carefully put it on the brush hill.

"Miss your son?"

Someone slapped the table, "Nonsense!"

Mrs. Guo raised her head to look at the table, "Then what is this?"

The Duke stood up angrily, raised his hand and flipped the paper over.

"The wings are hard! The wings are hard just now!" The Duke was so angry that he went to look for his crescent moon sword.

Mrs. Guogong leaned against the edge of the table and yawned, "If you want to eat with the child, just say so."

I still need to care about how many meals I didn't eat.

"Eat together? I have to be able to eat too!" Grandpa Guo found the crescent moon sword and waved it around in the study.

Ever since the singer Liang Zhao was injured, Zhu Jiuci would feed him every meal, not just the food, but would ask that person if he was compatible and if he needed soup.Do you want another piece?Which one do you want to eat?

Life and death can tire the people at the same table to death.

The Duke of the State couldn't take it anymore after having a meal with them, and drove the two of them back to the courtyard with a swipe of his sword.

But in this way, the Duke would not be able to see his precious son. He was busy with official duties on weekdays, so he had a leisure time during dinner. Except for this opportunity, he couldn't find a family reunion.

The Duke's wife pursed her lips and smiled.

There was a knock on the study door, and Zhu Jiuci poked his head in.

"My good boy came just in time, your father was missing you." The Duke's wife waved to him.

"nonsense!"

The thunderous voice made Zhu Jiuci tremble in fright, and carefully held the gift slip in his arms tightly.

"Medicine...the ingredients are written, please read it."

The mother helped to pick it up and handed it to the Duke.

"It took seven or eight days to finish writing!" the Duke raised his eyebrows.

Zhu Jiuci was wronged silently. Someone pestered him all day long to make some unreasonable demands. He almost stayed up all night to finish writing this gift list.

"Okay!" The Duke's wife stood in front of Zhu Jiuci with a smile, "The children are frightened."

Grandpa Guo gave a hand, raised his eyes silently from behind the gift list, and said coldly, "Are you scared?"

"No." Zhu Jiu said the mosquito sound.

"Hmph." The Duke rolled up the gift slip, "This is my child."

Mother smiled and poked Zhu Jiuci with her elbow.

Zhu Jiuci understood immediately, and said obediently, "Father."

"Call me what!"

The Duke's wife also showed her majesty, "Who called your child just now?"

Grandpa Guo threw the gift roll into Zhu Jiuci's arms, "Hurry up and send it up, the immortal doctors are waiting impatiently."

"Understood, dad." Zhu Jiuci and his mother looked at each other, and walked away carefully holding the gift list.

After all, blood is thicker than water in the family relationship between father and son. Although they have been called General Zhu for 20 years, now they can pierce a thin layer of paper with one sentence. After all, there has never been a gap between father and son.

The Duke put down the crescent moon sword, turned around and sat down at the desk, lowered his head and gritted his teeth, caressing his cheek with his old hands.

Really waited too long.

Zhu Jiuci took a group of servants to find the immortal doctor, loaded with exquisite medicinal materials Haohaotangtang.The convoy stopped at the entrance of the alley, almost blocking the alley tightly.

He jumped out of the carriage and ran in, the alley breeze was blowing, blowing his sleeves.

I am full of gratitude and don't know how to reply. It turns out that there really are people who can rejuvenate with wonderful hands in the world, who can bring back the flesh and bones of the dead.

The dilapidated alley was very dark, and the walls on both sides were also extremely dilapidated. Occasionally, dust fell in a rustle. Zhu Jiuci didn't hide, and ran straight into it. When he was about to arrive, he stopped in a hurry, breathing steadily, slowly step over.

Before knocking on the door, his hand stopped in mid-air.

The dilapidated old door was ajar, with a piece of paper pasted on it.

In black and white:

It's time to play, don't read it.

With his hands down, he knocked on the door three times, and the half-hidden wooden door opened to both sides. This was the first time Zhu Jiuci entered through the main entrance.

The dilapidated courtyard is still the same dilapidated courtyard, still the few broken stones, the same broken baskets that will never change.

The doors and windows of the small house were closed, and there was a foot-high dust on the window edge, as if no one had lived in it for decades.

Zhu Jiuci stood alone in the courtyard, suddenly not knowing what to do.

It is cool in late autumn, and the chill comes to the hospital.

The wooden door creaked behind him, and Zhu Jiuci turned around.

Little General Qu Jinghong stepped in, raised his eyes and saw Zhu Jiuci, his beautiful face was momentarily surprised.

"Young master."

Zhu Jiuci saw him holding calligraphy and painting in his arms, and thought he came to thank the immortal doctor.

"It seems to be gone." Zhu Jiuci looked at the dilapidated house.

Qu Jinghong frowned, took two steps forward and knocked on the door.

No reply.

Qu Jinghong sighed and walked down the steps.

Zhu Jiuci called him.

In recent days, Qu Jinghong often visited him in the Duke's mansion, but he seemed hesitant to speak every time.

Zhu Jiuci saw it in his heart, but he didn't have the time to ask more questions. Liang Zhao's serious injury required him to take care of him constantly, and he didn't have time to distract himself from thinking about other things.

Now that his hand injury is almost healed, Zhu Jiuci finally has the energy to face his partner.

Finally, there was no reason to escape any longer.

"Little General, I know what you want to say when you come to the mansion these few days." Zhu Jiuci spoke slowly, carefully thinking about his words in his heart.

Thinking about this incident carefully, it seems that several of them were at fault, and none of them were at fault.

Who can say whether the distress in Xianshan is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster.

Xiao Cen's original intention was only to hope that they would go to the fairy mountain to explore. He would never have thought of encountering mudslides, let alone Liang Zhaoge's use of both hands to save him.

The world is unpredictable, and it is completely beyond the control of these young people.

But as soon as this incident happened, a needle was stuck in the hearts of the two of them.

Who should take the first step to speak, they themselves don't know.

They are all teenagers who grew up carefree in the capital. The most serious things they encountered in their lives were smashing a barrel of good wine in the wine shop, causing the family to lose a lot of money, and making their parents scold them. , How can there be such a thing that hurts flesh and blood.

Zhu Jiuci lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "I know you want to talk about that day Xiao Cen and I—"

"No." Qu Jinghong interrupted in a panic, "I came to look for you these few days, not to talk about this matter."

The author has something to say: Yang Weizhen's "Twenty Odes: Dyeing Armor": "Ten points are all replaced with red crow's beaks... counting peach blossoms to flood the water."