The pretty boy of the landlord's house

There was something wrong with the west wing room. Shen Yi was Shen Yucheng's guard. He was skilled in martial arts and had an extremely indifferent personality.

After Zhao Xiaochun went back, Shen Yi told him about asking him to make dinner. Zhao Xiaochun, who was usually polite to him, changed his attitude and said: "What the hell, dare to order me?"

Shen Yi was a little surprised if he was crazy, so when Zhao Xiaochun asked him to boil water for him to take a bath, Shen Yi sneered and ignored him.

If it were Zhao Xiaochun before amnesia, he was well-bred, and no one around him would talk to him like this, so naturally this kind of thing would not happen. He was very insecure when he lost his memory because he knew nothing about his surroundings, and he had no relatives and no reason. She is also very considerate and considerate to the people around her, and she has never done anything wrong.

Now, he lost his memory and regained it. From a prince to a servant at his mercy, he has suffered all the hardships of life. The huge gap made him extremely irritable. He should have been a high-ranking prince.

Why does this person call him?Let him cook, is he worthy?

Zhao Xiaochun's mentality was extremely unbalanced, as if he had finally found an outlet, and he said something nasty, Shen Yi was not used to him, so the two started fighting.

He is a practitioner, Zhao Xiaochun is his opponent, he couldn't beat him, so he ran out, shouted for help, and just quarreled with Du Zhou, Du Zhou was cutting paper, when he was so distracted, the sharp knife scratched his face Fingers, blood stains instantly wet the paper.

Xiaohu hurriedly brought a handkerchief and wrapped his fingers. Du Zhou asked, "What happened outside?"

"I don't know, I'll go and have a look." Xiaohu felt that the servants at home should not be so unruly.

Du Zhou was also wondering, and found that the door of his study was pushed open. Zhao Xiaochun ran in panting, pointed outside and said, "Take care of that person."

Du Zhou looked suspiciously at Zhao Xiaochun, who had a very bad manner. He still looked as dirty as when he came back, even more sloppy than before entering the door. Xiaohu said: "Who told you to trespass on the young master's study? Don't go out yet."

Zhao Xiaochun pushed Xiaohu away and rushed in front of Du Zhou. Du Zhou took two steps back in fright, feeling that Xiao Chun was so strange and terrifying at this moment, and he didn't know what was wrong with him.

Zhao Xiaochun originally wanted to say something, but his eyes suddenly fell on the painting on his desk. The man in the painting was very vivid, even his eyes were so vivid, as if he wanted to see everything about him through the picture.

He recognized the person in the painting, and suddenly his spine felt chills. He had been immersed in the anger of being bullied after losing his memory, and he forgot important things, so he was so reckless. Properness has delayed the great cause.

Xiaohu saw him rushing into the study as if he had gone crazy, and pushed himself away, and in a hurry, he grabbed a vase and threw it on Zhao Xiaochun's head.

Severe pain came, and Zhao Xiaochun felt his eyes go dark, and he fainted to the ground.

Du Zhou looked at Zhao Xiaochun on the ground, saw that his head was bleeding, and then recovered from his trance, and hurriedly said: "Call the doctor quickly."

When the doctor came, Zhao Fengye also came back. He had already heard that Zhao Xiaochun had rushed into Du Zhou's study like crazy, so he left his subordinates who were discussing matters and ran back.

The deployments who have been in Nanzhou for a long time are a little depressed. In the past, the Lord had no interest in the throne, but now he is finally willing to lead everyone to do great things, but he didn't want to stay in Nanzhou all the time while the emperor was seriously ill. Bad place to shit.

As soon as Zhao Fengye came back, he saw Du Zhou's hand was wrapped with a handkerchief, and immediately said, "Show Zhouer quickly."

"I'm fine, let's show the unconscious person first." Du Zhou wanted to withdraw his hand.

Zhao Fengye glanced at the comatose Zhao Xiaochun, and said in his voice as if there was ice in his mouth, "Why do you care if he lives or dies?"

Strange to say, when Zhao Xiaochun heard these words, his body trembled slightly, but this movement did not escape Zhao Fengye's eyes.

The doctor stood there, not knowing who to listen to, Zhao Fengye glanced at Zhao Xiaochun who had been placed on the couch, and said: "Let Zhouer see first, I heard that this book boy entered the study with a knife and wanted to assassinate you ?”

As soon as he said this, the person lying down trembled again. Seeing this, Zhao Fengye was almost certain that he was pretending to be dizzy, why did he pretend to be dizzy?

On the way back, he had already asked the ins and outs of the matter clearly, and Xiaohu naturally knew everything, and he also told everything about Zhao Xiaochun ordering him to boil water.

He regained his memory?

Zhao Fengye felt that this was very possible.

"Who said that he was coming to kill me?" Du Zhou was taken aback. How could this story be spread so outrageously?

Seeing that the matter was so serious, the doctor immediately untied the handkerchief for him. When he saw the small cut on his hand, the expression on his face was very subtle. Those who didn't know it thought they had broken their fingers.

Zhao Fengye asked: "How is his injury? Will it leave a scar?"

"It's okay, I'll give him some medicine for sores, and be careful not to touch the water." The doctor complained silently in his heart, such a small wound, there is nothing to make a fuss about.

Du Zhou was a little embarrassed, as if he was too delicate, and he would be fine in two days.

The doctor also bandaged Du Zhou and tied a beautiful bow. After that, he took Zhao Xiaochun's pulse and helped him clean up the wound on his head. During the inspection, he found a bump on the back of his head. The unconscious man frowned, then slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing many people around him, he asked with a blank expression: "Why are you here? Young master, uncle, why did I faint?"

"Don't you remember anything?" Zhao Fengye asked.

Zhao Xiaochun flinched in his heart, recalling the horror of this Ninth Uncle, with a look of sincerity and fear on his face, he said: "I...don't remember, what happened when I was in a coma?"

Zhao Fengye saw that his acting was quite similar, and said: "It's not what happened when you were in a coma, but that you wanted to kill the young master, Xiaohu Shen Yi can testify, you just woke up, I will take you to see the officer."

"What? How could I do such a thing?" Zhao Xiaochun turned pale with shock, but in his heart he scolded Zhao Fengye, an old dog, for slandering him and trying to deceive him.

Zhao Xiaochun did lose his head when he was hit, but he soon woke up. He kept pretending to be unconscious, and his mind kept spinning. He planned to continue pretending to have amnesia. Didn't this Uncle Jiu also have amnesia?He planned to test it out, and secretly searched for the old department by the way.

Zhao Fengye ordered: "Since there is nothing wrong, then get up and take the initiative to surrender."

"I..." Zhao Xiaochun looked at Du Zhou pitifully, and begged for help, "Master, please bypass me this time, I won't dare again next time."

But Zhao Fengye was unwilling to let go, and wanted to pull him off the couch, Du Zhou stepped forward to stop him and said: "He didn't intend to kill me, just drive him out, don't scare him."

Only then did Zhao Fengye let go of Zhao Xiaochun, and said: "You are lucky, otherwise today will definitely kill you."

Zhao Xiaochun was very irritable in his heart, but he said pitifully on his face: "Master, please don't drive me away, I am already homeless, and I will starve to death if I go out."

"You have hands and feet. If you go to the pier to find a job carrying goods, you will never starve to death." Zhao Fengye pointed out a bright way for him.

Du Zhou nodded in agreement, and said: "We will pay for your medical treatment. You should work hard in the future and don't go astray."

Zhao Xiaochun wanted to scold his mother in his heart, it is a blessing that you have cultivated in eight lifetimes that the prince is in your house, yet he drove me away.

He watched the two standing side by side with a very intimate posture, and he had some thoughts in his mind. Zhao Fengye had always been ambitious to hold military power, and his father had always been afraid of his power.

He is cold and decisive, as if he is a god of war with no flaws, and now he is staying in Nanzhou for a brother. This brother must be his weakness, especially because he has lost his memory.

Zhao Xiaochun can almost be sure that he really lost his memory, because he would not say that this kind of arrest to see the official, let him voluntarily surrender, and even said some threatening words. Cut the weeds and root them out.

The moment Zhao Xiaochun saw Zhao Fengye's portrait, he thought about it. He should find an opportunity to get close to Du Zhou, drive a wedge between the two of them, and let Du Zhou become his sharp sword and the biggest help to bring down Zhao Fengye.

Seeing his fluctuating expression, Zhao Fengye said again: "Since seeing him in such a miserable state, I'd better give him a bite to eat and let him stay."

"This..." Du Zhou hesitated. In his opinion, Zhao Xiaochun was a dangerous person, and he didn't know what he would do.

Zhao Xiaochun didn't wait for them to say no again, and immediately thanked him: "Thank you, Young Master, thank you, uncle, I will definitely work hard in the future."

Zhao Fengye sneered, his gloomy eyes looked chilling, didn't he recover his memory?As the second prince, he was willing to stay and continue working, obviously for some other purpose.

Zhao Fengye had long seen his hypocrisy. The false image he had set up in front of his courtiers was based on his smooth environment. When he was in adversity, the cunning and selfishness in his character became clear at a glance.

They do their own thing, and they are bound to fight in the end.

Zhao Fengye didn't take this opponent seriously before, but now he doesn't mind learning his methods.

Zhao Fengye asked the doctor to deal with him casually, and then asked someone to take him down. Zhao Xiaochun walked to a place where no one was there, with a smug smile on his face, and was stopped by the rough envoy: "You are the little girl arranged by my uncle. Shaw."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Xiaochun glanced at the woman in front of him, she was old and rude, is this kind of person worthy of talking to him?

Mrs. Wang raised her brows and said, "I'm here to arrange work for you. You first pour out the rotten water to feed the pigs, then clean up the pigsty, and wash the toilet too. If you're not here Do it well before dark, and don't even think about eating."

"You said you want me to feed the pigs and wash the pigsty? You also want me to wash the toilet, do you know who I am?" Zhao Xiaochun said angrily.

Mrs. Wang didn't care who he was, she put the broom into his hand, and said, "Who are you? You are a powerful person and you can come to our house to do odd jobs?"

Zhao Xiaochun was really furious, he was Shen Yucheng's bookboy!

Du Zhou didn't ask the doctor to leave directly, and asked him to take his pulse to make sure there was nothing wrong, so he gave him money to leave first.

The doctor has had his Ping An pulse for several months, and every time he asked if he was pregnant, he would tell disappointing news. He couldn't bear it. He thought for a moment and suggested: "Du Young master, in fact, this old man has a good recipe for recuperating the body, which can definitely win a man in one fell swoop."

"No, I don't have this kind of trouble. If I need your prescription in the future, I will come to you again." Du Zhou quickly refused.

After hearing this, the doctor glanced at Zhao Fengye again, and said to Du Zhou: "Actually, I have a prescription for strengthening yang here, so that my uncle can regain his glory."

Zhao Fengye was still laughing, but when he heard this, his face darkened.

Du Zhou laughed unkindly and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but we don't need these. If we need them, we will find you again."

"Okay." The doctor looked at the two suspiciously before leaving.

Du Zhou glanced at the black-faced Zhao Fengye, stretched out his hand to pinch his face, and asked, "Why do you have a dark face?"

"Are you still laughing?" Zhao Fengye gritted his teeth.

"Can't I even laugh? Are you too domineering?" Du Zhou curled his lips, and the smile on his face was even bigger.

Zhao Fengye suddenly picked him up, and he hung upside down on his shoulders, panicked: "Put me down."

He strode towards the study and put him down. Du Zhou was about to run away, but Zhao Fengye grabbed his waist and hugged him to his lap.

He was sitting on the couch, and Du Zhou was forced to lie on his lap. This posture made Du Zhou feel bad. Sure enough, he slapped him on the buttocks in the next second.

Through the fabric, the strength is not heavy, but the shame is overwhelming, and the face is flushed.

Du Zhou has never been spanked since he was a child, let alone a big butt. He was anxious and angry, and said, "Let go of me, you bastard, stop spanking..."

"Are you still smiling?" Zhao Fengye asked. ? "Stop laughing, stop laughing, how dare you laugh at you?" Du Zhou teased.

Zhao Fengye found that he had failed his studies, so he couldn't help hitting him again, and said, "Little villain."

"You are the big villain. You hit me and said I was bad. Don't sleep on the bed tonight." Du Zhou showed his mastery and refused to let this door-to-door husband sleep on the bed!

"It's fine if you don't sleep on the bed, but you." Zhao Fengye said.

Du Zhou's face was already red, but when he heard this, his face became even hotter.

Zhao Fengye said again: "Otherwise the doctor will suspect that I can't do it, and that you can't give birth. If it spreads, do we still have to meet people?"

"That doesn't work, I still have to take the imperial examination." Du Zhou reminded.

"Bribe the examiner when the time comes." Zhao Fengye took it for granted.

As soon as Du Zhou heard this, he knew that he didn't understand, and said: "If you bribe him, you can win the exam. Aren't those children from rich and noble families all talented? Also, the examiner of Chunwei is the emperor. Is it possible that I will return the exam?" Can you bribe the emperor?"

Zhao Fengye pondered for a moment, then said: "It's not impossible."

"Really? When I will be questioned, I will say it was your idea, and I will drag you out and chop you up." Du Zhou threatened.

Zhao Fengye smiled and said: "Then if our child has no father, wouldn't it be very pitiful?"

Du Zhou pushed him, stood up, straightened his clothes, and ignored him.

Zhao Fengye saw that he was going to the desk to frame the painting, so he said, "I'll do it."

"You still know this?" Du Zhou asked doubtfully.

"Just look at it." Zhao Fengye said.

Du Zhou didn't believe it, and said: "It's very complicated, you do it, I will remind you."

"En." Zhao Fengye responded.

Seeing that he was doing well, Du Zhou waited to point out his shortcomings, but he didn't give a chance, and quickly finished the portrait, he picked it up and took a look, and said, "Where is it hung? "

"Let's hang it here." Du Zhou pointed to a conspicuous place.

Zhao Fengye hung up the painting, admired it repeatedly, and said, "It's so beautiful."

Du Zhou also thinks it looks good. If you get tired from reading in the future, it will still be good for your eyes. Suddenly, he saw a little red blood on the screen, so he couldn't help touching it, and said, "There is a flaw here."

"Does your hand still hurt?" Zhao Fengye held his hand, his right hand was sorely injured, and his index finger was wrapped like a small steamed bun. "I can't write for a few days."

"No, I have to finish the homework assigned by Master Zhu." Du Zhou said.

Zhao Fengye said: "Take you out for a while, we haven't been out since we got married."

Du Zhou's heart was moved immediately, and he said, "Then what about my homework?"

"Your hand is injured, Master Zhu can understand." Zhao Fengye explained.

Du Zhou was convinced and planned to go out with him for a few days.