[Old Nine Gates] The concubine is polite

Because it was his own property, Li Yan's force in pushing the door open was inevitably a lot lighter, but in order to increase the momentum of trouble, Li Yan's strides into the door almost had their own background sound effects.

"You all go out." Li Yan looked at the three beautiful and lovely flower girls in the room, pointed to the door, and signaled them to go out as soon as possible.In fact, Li Yan really wanted to call out, but the word "roll out" seemed to be too poisonous for him, who is also a woman, to scold these women who had no choice but to be reduced to brothels.Thinking back and forth, Li Yan, who is the owner behind Zuihonglou, had no choice but to say this dryly, hoping that these girls can understand and cooperate.

"Who is it?" The three signature girls of Zuihonglou looked at each other, and they all saw doubts in each other's eyes. Who is this person? He's so imposing. Didn't you hear that the second master Hong's family died with his wife?So where did this woman who apparently came to find her husband come from?

"Get out!" Li Yan stared and shouted loudly.Girls, I didn't intend to reprimand you, but only the manager here knows my identity as the boss. In order to avoid affecting you in a while, it's better to invite you out first.

"Really." The three girls flinched in fright, stood up aggrieved, and stole a glance at Li Yan before leaving, with obvious pity in their eyes.

"You guys go out too." Li Yan looked straight at Er Yuehong who was sitting alone at the table and drinking by himself. Seeing that his face was flushed and his eyes were sleepy, it could be seen that he had drunk a lot of wine.

"Yes, ma'am." The servant of the Hong Mansion bowed and exited the room, and closed the door carefully.

"Have you had enough? If you've had enough, follow me back." Seeing Er Yuehong's self-deprecating appearance, Li Yan couldn't help but feel sad for her. The so-called deep love will never last, I'm afraid it's Lao Jiu. The second master of the door is gone.

"Go back? Heh, where else can I go?" Er Yuehong shook her head, poured herself another glass, drank it in one gulp, smiled, but there was a hint of pain in her eyes, "I'm not going anywhere , just stay here, you can either stay and drink with me, or go back to your Zhang Mansion, don't meddle in your own business."

"Tonight is my sister's first seven days. Don't you really plan to go back and spend the last night with her? Tomorrow, someone will be buried." Li Yan walked slowly towards Er Yuehong and sat down beside him. next to the position.

"The last night... I've already spent it with her, what's lying there now is just a body without a soul." Er Yuehong smiled even more happily, as if there was nothing to worry about in this world.

"Even so, you still can't go back and face that cold coffin. You'd rather stay here and get drunk and pretend to be crazy, than you can't muster up the courage to go back and live in that red mansion that's as cold as a tomb, right?" Li Yan rolled his eyes. He reached the tip of his hair that was about to move, stretched out his hand to hold it down, and turned his gaze back to Er Yuehong, feeling that this man is really charming.

Er Yuehong was taken aback, and said with a wry smile: "Since you know all about it, why bother trying to persuade me to go back?"

"Being entrusted by others, the matter of loyalty, my sister's entrustment during her lifetime is still in my ears. You have the heart to let you look like this, so you don't feel at ease if your sister dies?"

"But what can I do? I promised her that I would take care of her for the rest of my life, so that she wouldn't be frightened or wronged. She was suffering from illness, but I couldn't do anything about it. I just watched her like this Died in my arms, but I was still alive." Er Yuehong said, her eyes flushed, "She was waiting for me underground alone, did she blame me? Why hasn't she entered in seven days? My dream, whether I sleep or wake up, I will never see her..."

"If she can enter your dream, it's really a hell!" Li Yan wished to slap this guy who was only thinking about love awake, and after a while, the medicine he left for the girl can still guarantee a sigh of relief. It can be seen that the girl Even if he wanted to die of illness, it was impossible, but this guy in front of him kept yelling to make people who were not dead sleep, it was wishful thinking.

"Damn?" Er Yuehong was in a trance from drunk, but her ears were very sensitive, "It's fine to see the hell, as long as I can see the girl again, I'm willing to pay any price."

"On your behalf!" Li Yan finally couldn't help but raged, and slapped Er Yuehong's head with a solid slap, causing him to fall onto the dining table, and there was a sound of cups in the room. The crisp crackling sound of the disc falling to the ground.

"Dong dong", the guard outside the door knocked on the door and asked in a low voice: "Ma'am, what happened?"

"It's okay, I accidentally touched the bowl and chopsticks, don't worry." Li Yan looked at Er Yuehong on the table who was a little helpless, what should I do now?Or, just slap him to death?Li Yan slowly stretched out her hand, only to be entangled by her own hair.

"Just kidding, why are you nervous?" Li Yan smiled awkwardly, and untied her entangled hair by herself. If this scene is seen by outsiders, they must not be scared to death. This strange state is not surprising.

"I hurt...I'm uncomfortable." Er Yuehong lay on the table and muttered in a daze.

"Hey, my ancestor, can I not know that you are suffering? After drinking so much wine, it is not bad that you have not suffered from alcohol poisoning. Eh? How about creating a scene where you die from alcohol poisoning?" Li Yan clenched his fists. Clapping his palms, lamenting his murderous strategy, but unfortunately the hair that was finally calmed down was wrapped around his head, looking from a distance like an Indian third who tied his own hair.

"I know, I know, Er Yuehong has to be reserved for my Buddha's tomb, I really won't mess around." Li Yan almost swore to the sky, how could he be so miserable, and finally caught up Crossing this lucky train, the result is a body that still has self-awareness.Obviously, she wanted to accompany the Buddha well, so she ran to the Red Mansion with her body, but her mother, others didn't know that she didn't come willingly, and thought that she was deeply affectionate, and dragged herself to cry about the hardships of life. If you don't follow the words and try your best to help take care of the Red Mansion, people will think that you come to the Red Mansion every now and then to watch the excitement.

"Come here, take the second master home." Seeing that the hair was down, Li Yan loudly reminded the servants outside the door to come in and carry away his master.

"Don't go." Er Yuehong suddenly grabbed Li Yan who was about to leave, and Li Yan almost screamed in fright.

"You, are you awake?" Li Yan was so frightened that she couldn't speak fluently.

"...Don't go." Er Yuehong still maintained the posture of lying on the table, but intermittently came out of her mouth with drunken ravings: "I'm uncomfortable...please, you...don't...go."

"Ma'am, this..." The two servants were at a loss and stood aside in a daze, not daring to make any moves.

"Help the second master up, and go back with him on your back." Li Yan turned her head to one side, her eyes beckoning them to hurry up.

The two families looked at each other, and immediately stepped forward to help pull away Er Yuehong's hand, but who would have thought that the second master was obviously drunk to death, so why is his hand so strong, he is holding on to Mrs. Zhang's hand , what is the system?

"Ma'am, I can't pull it." It's not that it can't be pulled, but it's not because I'm afraid that if I use too much force and hurt my master, what should I do?After all, I am a rough person, I have done a lot of rough work, and my hands are unavoidable. The master looks like a noble son with delicate skin and tender flesh. If he accidentally hurts himself, he will not be able to pay for it.

Why can't it be pulled, two big men can't deal with a drunk?Li Yan despised these two useless servants in his heart. They only gained strength but not strength. They couldn't even do such a small thing well, and they had to trouble a pregnant woman to do it. These days, it really is the soft-hearted people who are bullied.

"Second Master, let go, I'm Li Yan." Therefore, when you pull people, you have to see clearly who you are, don't deliberately use alcohol to be crazy, as long as anyone's small hands dare to pull, this Er Yuehong is not afraid of being beaten by Master Zhang die?

"I... won't let go."

"Hey, are you drunk?" Don't use alcohol to play hooligans, let me tell you, be careful, I will become ruthless and chop you up with my hands!

"Pull him away, don't care if he's hurt or not, he's drunk anyway, as long as you don't tell me, I won't tell you, forgive him and don't know who beat him when he wakes up."

"Yes!" With Madam's words as a guarantee, the two servants really tried their best to pull Er Yuehong's hand away this time.

"Okay, okay, help him back." Li Yan looked at Er Yuehong's wrist that was cruelly tossed like a red pig's trotter with sympathy, and couldn't help explaining: "Remember to ask the housekeeper to help the second master's wrist Put a hot compress on it, otherwise the second master will definitely have pain in his hands the next day."

"Okay, ma'am, don't worry." Ding nodded again and again, and quickly carried his master back to the house with a guilty conscience.

"Ma'am, are you alright? Seeing you have been in for so long, I was so worried at the door." As soon as Er Ya saw Li Yan coming out, she immediately walked out of the shadows, dragged her wife to look left and right, worried that she would lose her roots vellus.

"Instead of worrying about me, it's more appropriate to worry about Erya." Li Yan looked down at Erya holding her arm, and couldn't help muttering, "Do I have a pair of arms that attract people to pull me? People like to hold their arms and talk?"

Er Ya looked suspiciously at the direction where the servant disappeared: "Second master? What's wrong with the second master, I just saw his servant carrying him back."

"It's okay, I'm just worried that he won't have the energy to plan the funeral of sister girl when he wakes up tomorrow." Fortunately, he injured his hand. If it was changed to a leg injury, then he really couldn't handle it.

"There must be no problem. The second master is so infatuated with Mrs. Hong. No matter how unwell he is, he will insist on participating. Madam, it's too late. Let's go back home. The Buddha should worry about you." Erya He raised his finger and pointed to Zhang's private car waiting not far away.

"Let's go. I don't know if Master Buddha is asleep. I guess he is probably still reading approval documents in the study, or he is reading books in the bedroom." Li Yan and Master Buddha have really entered the state of old married couple in advance now, but this kind of mutual affection Li Yan cherishes the emotions that connect with each other even more than those gorgeous and passionate love affairs.

Driving in the dark, the space in the car seemed extraordinarily quiet. Seeing Li Yan looking out the window and meditating, Arya didn't make a sound to disturb her, but just gestured to the driver, reminding him to drive more steadily and don't hurry to avoid accidents. Accident.

Such a quiet space is indeed suitable for thinking. When Li Yan recovered from her complicated thoughts, she found that she was actually being supported by Erya back to the main building of Zhang Mansion.

"Why is Lord Buddha waiting here?" Li Yan looked at Zhang Qishan wearing a nightgown with some surprise, sitting in the lobby on the first floor reading a book.

"Are you back?" Zhang Qishan put down the book casually, got up and approached Li Yan, touched her cold cheeks because she just came back from outside, and said softly: "Are you hungry? I'll ask someone to prepare some supper for you?"

"I'm not hungry." Li Yan shook his head, his eyes were filled with emotion, he put his arms around the neck of Master Zhang, like a koala, he would not come down from Buddha's body, "I'm back, Buddha's body is really real It's so warm, I don't even want to come down."

Zhang Qishan was amused by Li Yan's rascal appearance: "Then don't come down, I'll carry you upstairs."

Zhang Qishan picked up Li Yan who was quite heavy now, couldn't help but weighed his hands and said: "You are getting fatter and fatter, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold you in the future."

"That's why you need to hug me more now, so that you won't have any regrets in the future." Li Yan tilted her head and smiled at Buddha, how lucky she was to have this husband-in-law to accompany her for life.

"Well, Ma'am is right. Then Ma'am will not land on the ground in the future. Husband will do all the entry and exit for you, right?"

"That can't be done. The Buddha spends twelve hours a day, three hours are sleeping, one hour is eating, and the remaining eight hours are working. I don't want to be bedridden from now on."

"Then what should we do? Time is limited, and it may be difficult to get enough money at once."

"So in the next life, the next life, the Buddha will always hug Ayan..."