rich little concubine

Ji Ziyang took a step back and said, "Young master Lin's painting skills are superb, and it is consistent with what I have depicted, without any problems."

Unexpectedly, Lin Lang took a step closer without knowing it: "Young master is satisfied, so I am relieved."

A sneer flashed across Ji Ziyang's heart. When he was the young master of Ji's mansion, he lived in seclusion. Few people knew what he looked like as the eldest son of the third house. After marrying into the palace, except for those dignitaries in the officialdom who had seen him, these street painters How can I see you.

So how can I know what the princess of King Zhenbei looks like.

This time running the shop, the work of looking for people was done by messengers. They acted in a low-key manner, and did not reveal who the real master behind it was. Therefore, Lin Lang didn't know Ji Ziyang's identity at all, so he dared to act so boldly. He read it.

But after all, he didn't do anything more excessive, and Ji Ziyang didn't want to argue with him. In the evening, after dinner in the Zhuangzi, he went to the tidied room.

This house was specially packed out for him to live in during this period of time. He hasn’t figured out how long he will live there, but now the shop business has just started, and there are an endless stream of custom-made orders. There must be no mistakes in the past few days, so he simply Living in Zhuangzi also saves the time spent going back and forth to the palace during the day.

In the afternoon, I ordered Ah Liu to take the drawn drawings to the shop and hand them over to Lin Xiaomao. When he came back, he brought a lot of new portraits. Ji Ziyang lit the lamp in the house, looked at each one carefully, and studied tomorrow How to draw a new style.

Xiao Mumu was so sleepy for a long time, he yawned on the side: "Master, when are you going to sleep?"

"If you're sleepy, go to sleep first." Ji Ziyang waved his hand.

"How can I do that? There's no reason why the master didn't go to bed and the servants went to bed early." After finishing speaking, he went to spread out the mattress: "Although this room is clean, it is far less comfortable than the palace, young master, you When are you going to go back?"

Ji Ziyang pondered for a moment, this is really not good, at least four or five days, at most half a month.

Right now, he was making wishful thinking. Although the housekeeper had asked him to report back, did the Lord of the palace agree?

In the dark room, Mo Feng felt cold all over his body, and suddenly there was a strong pressure in the air.

Xuehe felt a gust of wind blowing beside him, and the momentum in the house suddenly dissipated.

Luo Lao, a genius doctor who just came out from the real prince, saw the prince's figure flashing past, and suddenly became angry, thinking that his medicine was the magic elixir of Da Luo Jinxian!

The toxins are under control, but it is also necessary to cultivate calmly!No matter how high your martial arts are, you can't make such a fuss!

Little Wood was sent down to rest, but as soon as he got out of the door, a hand came up suddenly, causing him to stagger and almost fell over.

Looking sideways, it was Ah Liu, his face was blue and he was covering his stomach with one hand.

"What's the matter with you?" Xiaomu supported him, Ah Liu didn't have time to answer, and rushed towards the toilet with a stride, obviously eating bad stomach, anyway, he couldn't help much, so he helped The young master closed the door and went back to the next room by himself.

In the west courtyard of Zhuangzi, just as Lin Lang was about to turn off the lights, a black shadow flashed across the dim window paper at an extremely fast speed. When he opened the window, no one saw it.

Could it be his illusion?When I closed the window, I found a note on the window lattice. The ink on it was wet and it was just written.

Lin Lang laughed and scoffed: "I really thought he was a decent young man, but he was also a hypocrite." The note in his hand was thrown behind his back, he didn't put on his outer robe again, and went to Ji Ziyang's bed in only his inner garment. room to go.

The note fell to the ground lightly, and a line of small characters on it was clearly reflected under the light: "Liu the door is opened for you, and the words: Zhuangzhu." Isn't the owner of this Zhuangzi exactly Ji Ziyang?

In the main room, Ji Ziyang had already seen all the portraits, and he also imagined the style and composition of the clothes in his mind. Once he relaxed, his eyelids became heavier and he stood up with support, but unexpectedly, he became dizzy and his feet went limp. fell back again.

Xu was too tired, Ji Ziyang closed his eyes and opened them again, but the world was still spinning in front of his eyes, the whole roof was hovering above his eyes, his body was already unable to stand, he stumbled and finally touched the bed, and the whole person lay down I couldn't get up at all, and I didn't even dare to turn my head. As long as I shook my head, the feeling of dizziness became clearer.

Ji Ziyang covered his head with his hands, and his body felt extremely limp and weak. The temperature of his forehead rose higher and higher in his palms. Even he himself knew that it was a fever.

Last night I was greedy for the coolness, and these days I was tired and couldn't sleep well, which led to this situation. I spurned the original owner's body in my heart. I was so weak that I couldn't bear such a little fatigue. I opened my mouth and called Xiaomu a few times. Now he I couldn't get out of bed, and my mouth was so thirsty.

The door opened with a creak, and Ji Ziyang heaved a sigh of relief, but hearing that his footsteps were light, not as clumsy as Xiaomu's usual walking, he was overjoyed and said, "You're here..."

At this moment, he was closing his eyes tightly, because when he opened his eyes, he was very dizzy, so he naturally thought that it was Ran Mofeng.

Lin Lang closed the door lightly, sat next to Ji Ziyang, a pair of slender white fingers touched the other's chest, with a smile on his lips and rippling eyes, he began to untie Ji Ziyang's belt.

Ji Ziyang thought that Mo Feng would still be the same as last time, he just helped him untie his belt and let him sleep peacefully.

Anyone can see how uncomfortable he is now, and he shouldn't do anything to him, except that he took the wrong medicine that time, he was to blame, and the other party really didn't do anything too outrageous, so he let people take off his clothes at ease.

But that cold hand peeled off layer after layer of his clothes, and even undid the belt of his underwear, touching his chest skin and lower abdomen as if teasing, only then did he notice something strange!

wrong!However, Mo Feng's hands are not like this. His palms are larger, with a slight warmth in them. There are calluses left by holding weapons for many years in the palms. When touching the skin, there is always a rough feeling that makes it even more exciting. The body trembles sensitively.

It is definitely not so cold and so creamy!

Alarm bells were ringing in my heart, the person who came was not Ran Mofeng!

Ji Ziyang managed to open his eyes, and was dazzled to see a man in white sitting on the edge of his bed, leaning over and approaching him a little bit. This man was Lin Lang, and said angrily, "What are you doing in my room!"

"Didn't the young master ask me to serve you?" Lin Lang laughed, his hands kept moving, he lifted his legs, and climbed onto the bed next to Ji Ziyang's hot body, his wandering hands were even more unscrupulous.

"Get out!" Ji Ziyang squeezed out a word from between his teeth. The voice was not loud, but it could be heard clearly. The slippery feeling really made him sick, and he shouted again: "Come on!"

Lin Lang was taken aback, and looked towards the door, he was also a little guilty, but after waiting for a while, no one came in at the door, he asked tentatively: "Young master, are you confused, obviously you called me here, maybe You have already screened out the servants, but you just forgot."

How can it be!Even if he had a fever again, he didn't have a fever, at least Ah Liu should have been guarding outside, but... Ji Ziyang grabbed the flailing hand, looked at the person already lying on his chest, and looked at each other .

One pair of eyes sparkled with spring, and the other pair of eyes burned with anger.

"If you don't get out again, don't blame me for being rude to you." He has no strength now, but it doesn't mean he won't have it tomorrow. If he touches him again, he will definitely kill him.

Lin Lang turned a deaf ear to it, and broke free from Ji Ziyang's restraint with a light effort. He took off all his clothes, and sat on Ji Ziyang's waist with a smile. Feeling that it is not easy to make a living outside, it is convenient for Ji Ziyang to ask a painter to help him, and he wants to get another gold master.

As soon as he entered the door, he could see that Ji Ziyang was unwell, so he didn't care if the other party told him to leave. He believed that no one would be willing to kill him after having tasted him. Men's sex is more ecstasy than women's.

Ji Ziyang raised his hand to slap him down, but unfortunately he was so dizzy that he had no direction, and his hand was limp and lacking in strength, he was easily blocked by the opponent, and he blocked it, his teeth itched with hatred, why did he fall to this point several times.

Lin Lang was completely naked.Hugging Ji Ziyang naked, the other's clothes faded to the waist in the pull of the two. At first glance, the two slender men's bodies are inseparable.

The disgusting feeling filled the whole body, and Ji Ziyang became murderous. There is a method of killing that does not require a weapon. As long as the opponent's whole body is relaxed, he can feel the position of the spine under the opponent's neck, and break a section of the spine with skill, and it will make people feel sick. Immediately paralyzed.

This kind of killer is mostly used when he is in love with others. He has never used it before, but it does not mean that a competent killer has never learned it. It is easier for him to find the right position when Lin Lang takes off his clothes, so he put a ring on him. the back.

At this moment, with a bang, the door opened wide.

The domineering and fierce aura rushed towards his face in an instant, making people breathless. Lin Lang had no martial arts background, and his whole body trembled when exposed to such an aura, and a sharp edge pierced his back. Shocked, he wanted to turn around to see who it was, but someone grabbed the back of his neck, pulled hard, and fell from the bed to the ground with a muffled sound, breaking an arm on the spot.

Lin Lang didn't dare to look up, lying on the ground like a sugar sieve.

Ji Ziyang was overjoyed, it was Mo Feng who came, but the other party's expression was so gloomy and terrifying that he had never seen before, like a hellish ghost, the gloomy eyes had bloodthirsty desire, indifferent, and his whole body was full of Extremely dangerous, with an undisguised killing intent staring at the man prostrated on the ground and suppressing howling.

As for the extremely uncomfortable person lying on the bed, he didn't even look at him, and the joy in Ji Ziyang's heart sank again, and it seemed that he was doomed again.

"This is... the princess' lover?" The icy cold voice sounded faintly, colder than the frost of the twelfth lunar month.

"Forgive me, my lord, forgive me! I...I...I don't know it's the princess..." Lin Lang was frightened when he heard the word "Wangfei", and his pretty face turned pale due to fright. She kowtowed again and again, who else could a man become a concubine besides the one from the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion!

The king of Zhenbei has been cruel in the past few years and has a good reputation. Who would dare to offend him? Lin Lang stammered and added, pointing at the person on the bed tremblingly: "Yes...it's the princess...it's the princess who invited me Come on, that note is still in my room!"

Ji Ziyang suddenly felt dark in front of his eyes, this time he was really not far from death.