rich little concubine

Ji Ziyang went back to his room angrily, and shut the door behind him with a bang.

However, Mo Feng still had work to do, he knew it, but it was only a few days since he came back, and he felt uncomfortable when he was about to leave again. Ji Ziyang sighed, he was not such a hypocritical person, it was just this feeling that made him feel better. It is becoming more and more difficult to be free and easy.

"Yang'er..." The man whispered at the door, with indescribable regret and pity, why didn't he want to stay with Ji Ziyang every day, but his revenge had not been avenged, so he had to do it There are too many things to do, Ji Ziyang was not included in his plan, but the world is unpredictable and there are always accidents.

No matter how careful the plan is, the future cannot be predicted.

However, Mo Feng stood at the door for an hour. There were still a few servants in the yard who cleaned and watered the flowers, but now the prince stood by himself at the door of the princess. Who would dare to go up and stroll in front of him.

The door creaked open.

"You come in..." Ji Ziyang squinted at him with a pair of smart eyes: "You can leave, but I have conditions!"

........

The bamboo shadows are swaying, the breeze is blowing, looking around, the greenery is dyed with a bit of autumn yellow. This is a quiet place on the outskirts of the imperial city. somebody is coming.

Under the whirling shadow, Ah Yi stood quietly, looking at a small boat staying in the stream of Wanxin Lake.

There was a small wooden table on the boat, and the two sat facing each other. One was dressed in black and the other was dressed in white. They reflected the surrounding lake scenery and complemented each other like ink paintings.

Ji Ziyang leaned lazily on the small desk, resting his chin in one hand, with a smile in his eyes: "There, just add one more thing, just write: The way of husband gang should be led by three obediences and four virtues...."

The hand holding the pen paused, then Mo Feng looked at the guarantee written by himself, a cold light flashed in his eyes, if the eyes could penetrate anything, this guarantee must be riddled with holes.

"Why are you in a daze, write quickly!" Now that Ji Ziyang has been spoiled to the top of the sky, he dares to do such a thing that loses a man's face. If the other party refuses, he will wipe it with an aggrieved expression Two drops of crocodile tears.

The miserable and helpless little face made people stunned for a while, he didn't know that he had such a vexatious side, he was ashamed of himself, and at the same time he did it for granted.

However, Mo Feng's eyes have always made people fearful, but the kitten in front of him is no longer afraid of him. His chest is stuffy and depressed, but he accepts it calmly, so he has no choice but to write.... Ji Ziyang's anger is not in line, and he is afraid that he will die in the future. He did something out of the ordinary to worry him.

Ji Ziyang happily picked up the stack of papers and shook them in front of his eyes, blowing the wet ink: "When are we leaving?" A few pages covered his face, hiding the loneliness in his eyes.

"Today, Youshi."

Putting down the stack of papers, the smile returned to his face: "Understood, take care on the road."

"Yang'er, what else can you say to this king?" Ran Mofeng looked straight at him, and his deep eyes were full of the figure of the other party.

Farewell today, see you tomorrow, even if people's hearts remain the same, things will change in the imperial city. This man will either become a high emperor, or die from the loess being crushed into dust.

Ji Ziyang folded the things and stuffed them into his arms.

"You want to avenge your father. I stop you because of injustice, so I will help you. If I collect all the wealth of a genius, I will definitely pave the thorny road under your feet. I just want more security. Now what I want Not much, I hope you don’t forget the promise made in the cave that day!” It was agreed that only one person would be taken with him, and he would live a lifetime, so he was not allowed to die, and he was not allowed to have trouble.

"Of course I won't forget." Ran Mofeng curled his lips.

"Let's write a book every three days, so you can't miss a word."

"it is good!"

"Also, let me see your face." This was Ji Ziyang's last request.

The tall man slowly took off his mask as he said.

Maybe it's because parting is imminent, time flies especially fast, and the hour has come.

When Ji Ziyang got off the boat, Fu Cangruo and Gu Tao stood by and waited. Naturally, Gu Tao couldn't stay in the imperial city, and he needed to do something imminent, so he had to leave with Ran Mofeng and the others, and the waterway here was convenient.

The three men squeezed into a small boat, and Gu Tao was wiping sweat on his brow, and he didn't dare to move while sitting on the boat, so he couldn't choose a bigger one.

Ah Yi stood on the shore, watching this situation was especially funny, the parting atmosphere infected by the prince and concubine before dissipated immediately.

Ji Ziyang watched the boat go away, and then glanced at Ah Yi beside him: "Is it funny?"

"Subordinates dare not." Ah Yi pursed his lips tightly.

Sighing, he took out the few pages of paper in his arms and threw them into the lake. After a while, the paper was soaked in water and disappeared after being immersed in the water.

"Princess!" Although it was folded, Ah Yi could tell from the handwriting on Yingtou that it was written by their prince. This...why did the concubine just throw it away casually.

"It's just to tease him, what a few pages can do." He just wanted to use this unreasonable and unreasonable excuse to keep him for a while, just to stay a little longer, sincerity is the most stable bond, So he doesn't need those things.

Thinking of the face he saw just now, if he hadn't left the palace in a fit of anger that time, the incident of falling off the cliff would not have happened, and Mo Feng would not let the poison ruin his face in order to protect him.

He clenched his fist secretly, and when he returned, he would give him a gift.

It wasn't until the sun set and the sky was getting dark that Ah Yi reminded Ji Ziyang that he moved and prepared to go back.

In the previous courtyard, there was a person walking back and forth in the courtyard full of rage, he was almost suffocated in the palace, but the real master was enjoying himself here, with one hand on his face Scratching it, Baibai's face has developed some rashes for some reason recently.

As soon as he saw Ji Ziyang came back, he pulled him to complain: "What kind of spoiled princess are you, staying in the palace is like going to jail, and you have to guard against your servant, I have to find excuses to dismiss him every day."

He pretended to be Ji Ziyang, and Ah Wu and Ah Liu had already told him some things.

"I said what's wrong with your face?" Ji Ziyang didn't bother to listen to his complaints, so he paid attention to his face first.

"I don't know. I suddenly started to develop rashes. When you get back, ask that miracle doctor to show me. Young master, I rely on my face for a living. I can't lose my face wherever I go." Man Xiaojue was crying.

Ji Ziyang listened amusedly: "What do you think you can show your feelings here?" But he also nodded in agreement, Man Xiaojue has always cared about his appearance.

Ah Wu and Ah Liu stood behind them, looked at each other silently, and slowly lowered their heads.

Man Xiaojue's complexion was full of rashes, and his handwriting was indispensable. The prince had already planned the matter. Man Xiaojue mixed some medicinal powder into this disguise, which would not disfigure or hurt the body, but would cause damage after use. There are some red and swollen rashes, and men are jealous, and these little tricks played by women can also be used with ease.

Just to make his princess look less at others.

Outside the door of a Qing building, Hua Niang was both smiling and apologetic, she couldn't bear to send this guest away, she only sighed in pain, her heart was naturally concerned about money, every time a guest was sent away, she lost a lot of money Yinzi, seeing the walking Yinzi go so far away, can you not feel sorry.

"Hua Niang, can my master ask for instructions?" A graceful woman walked up to Hua Niang's side, and brushed off some wrinkled clothes on her body. I had no choice but to turn it out and put it on. No matter how many spices I sprayed, I felt a musty smell. I looked tiredly at the crooked melons and dates in the building.

It's fine if those men are mediocre, but the point is... they're ugly, and the corners of their mouths will stiffen when they make fun of it.

The girls in this building are all amazed, and the owner doesn't know what kind of wind is hanging. A few days ago, he suddenly ordered that all good-looking guests are not accepted, and the girls in the building are not allowed to show off, and they will stay a little longer. to be punished.

No, everyone sighed and urged Hua Niang to ask what was going on, but the host said that there were people behind her, so she had to ask for instructions on what to do.

"I just left half an hour ago, and I will be back in the evening." Hua Niang replied.

"That's good. We can wait. I don't want to wear this old clothes anymore. It just made me lose a lot of color." The woman covered her nose with a handkerchief, feeling very disgusted with herself.

A carriage slowly drove to the courtyard in the north of the city, and the accompanying attendants helped a woman in white get out of the carriage. The woman's veil covered her face, and she ordered someone to report inside.

Not long after, Ah Yi came out to welcome the person in, the woman took off her bamboo hat as soon as she entered the door, her face was small and bright, it was Luan'er who was kicked out of the palace some time ago.

As soon as he saw Ji Ziyang, he immediately called out "Young Master" happily, and stood by Ji Ziyang's side as usual.

Ji Ziyang shook his head helplessly: "Now that you are in charge of the Qinglou, you are no longer my servant girl."

"Young master will always be Luan'er's young master."

"I've wronged you for letting you stay in such a place, can you blame me?" There are not many people available around him, Luan'er is devoted to him, and doesn't want her to have any mistakes like her sister, so she drives out of the palace under the pretext Well, it's not safe for a little girl with no martial arts to be around him, especially when the murderer is still around him every day.

"The young master is doing it for Luan'er's good, and Luan'er understands." When he was suddenly driven away that day, Luan'er was also caught off guard, but after being told of the young master's intentions, he respected the young master even more.

"Well, as long as you understand, it's still useful for me to keep him. Sooner or later, your sister's revenge will be avenged for you."

"Thank you, young master!" Luan'er's heart instantly warmed.

"Why did you come here suddenly today, just let Ah Yi tell me if there is anything to do." Some doubts, he went there himself.

Luan'er glanced at Ah Yi, Ah Yi thought of something, coughed, and lowered his head.

Ji Ziyang frowned: "What happened, don't tell me!" This hesitating look is tantalizing.

Luan'er was a little embarrassed, and said: "Young master, it's like this. The prince ordered a few days ago that the good-looking guests in the Qing building will not be accepted, and the women's attire in all buildings should be simple. This... a long time In the past...business would plummet...you see..."

What? !There is such a thing? !

He didn't hide anything from Ran Mofeng about his actions in the imperial city, so the other party knew about it. When did he actually order someone to issue such an order? What did he mean? !

Man Xiaojue suddenly slapped his legs and laughed wildly, so he dared to interject when Ji Ziyang's face was unhappy: "Your man is quite strict with you, this is to prevent you from climbing the wall, hahahaha... …”

The others lowered their heads in embarrassment.

"My lord, my lord seems to have missed something, do you want my subordinates to send it to my lord?" Ah Liu came to the hall, holding a booklet in his hand, with four large characters written on his face: please take a look, and there are still four characters on the side of the big characters. There is an extra line of small characters, that line of small characters is their prince's handwriting, Ah Liu can recognize it.

He just went to tidy up Ji Ziyang's house, and they are going back to the palace tonight to exchange their identities with Man Xiaojue, so they want to see what the princess has left behind, so they can pack them up and take them back to the palace to tidy up the bedding Found this under my pillow when I was there.

Ji Ziyang's pupils shrank, how could he not recognize this, he drew it himself at the time, his cheeks instantly turned red like cooked shrimp, damn rascal, no wonder there were so many tricks on the bed to toss him.

What does it mean to lift a rock to hit one's own foot, but you really understand it, your teeth are grinding, and you say: "If you dare to send it, I will break your leg!"

On the way, Ran Mofeng touched his chest and frowned.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Fu Cangruo asked casually.

"A booklet," and then said lightly, with a hint of pride in his tone: "But I have written it all down."