"This gourd medicinal wine is really extraordinary. It can accelerate the improvement of the physical realm. However, the quantity is limited. It can last me five or six days at most. It is best to find a way to buy more!"

When Jiang Li walked back into the house with the wine gourd, Chuchu had already prepared warm water for washing and went to warm Jiang Li's bed.

The house is simple and shabby, and the master and servant don't even have bathtubs.

Jiang Li stood in the room outside, took off his clothes, and scooped up warm water with a wooden spoon to rinse his body briefly.

When he changed his clothes and walked into the inner room, he saw that the little maid who had warmed his bed was lying on the bed and asleep. The scattered black hair covered half of his young face, and she had a pure charm.

"This little girl just imitated me in drinking in a restaurant. The alcohol must have taken effect now!"

Jiang Li felt funny in his heart. He walked to the bedside and covered Chuchu with a quilt, then sat at the end of the bed, took out the sword manual of "Henglie" and started reading.

The sword technique of "Heng Lie" is also the basic sword technique that must be practiced by the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The sword technique is simple and clear, open and close, use the body to lead the steps, use the body to urge the hands, use the hands to urge the sword, the sword turns with you, and the momentum is like a galloping horse.

, very suitable for beginners who have no martial arts foundation.

Jiang Li didn't have a knife, so he could only hold it with his hand, imitating Heng Lie's gesture of drawing out a knife. A weak, boneless little foot slipped into his hand, but Chu Chu, who was sleeping soundly next to him, was so hot that he pushed a small foot into his hand.

Only his little feet kicked off the quilt.

Chuchu’s feet are very small, white, delicate, delicate and cute.

Jiang Li could hold it completely with one big hand, and it was soft and boneless, soft and elastic, which made him feel a little uneasy in his heart.

"Hmm"

Chuchu snorted in her sleep and stretched out her other little foot.

Jiang Li was afraid that she would catch cold, but couldn't bear to wake up, so he held it in one hand and continued to read the knife manual in his hand.

For some reason, although Jiang Li was not slow in understanding the sword manual, he was not in the same magical state as when he was at Yumen Restaurant.

"Where did this evildoer come from, how dare he wander around Zhenwuhou Mansion at night to spy on you!"

"The Yin Shen is going over there!"

"It is injured, so it must not be able to run far!"

Jiang Li read the knife manual for a while and felt a little tired. He was about to go to bed when a loud noise suddenly came from outside.

He gently put down Chuchu's feet and walked out of the house. He saw the firelight behind the houses in front of him, and the clashing sounds of weapons and armors were intense and intensive, as if many guards of the Marquis were running hard.

After a while, the sound gradually faded away.

"Is Shengjing very uneasy recently? Why do evil spirits always appear?"

Jiang Li shook his head and turned back to the house.

When the assassin comes, he has to be chased away and captured by the guards in the Hou Mansion. He is weak and cannot help.

In the small house, Chuchu slept soundly on the bed, her petite body curled up, occupying only a small space.

Jiang Li took off his clothes and lay down next to Chuchu.

The quilt is warm and has the unique body fragrance of a girl, which makes people feel at ease.

As if aware of Jiang Li's body temperature, Chuchu turned around and snuggled up to Jiang Li naturally. Her white lotus-like arms gently rested on Jiang Li's chest. She breathed evenly, and her orchid-like breath blew on Jiang Li.

Away from the chest, slightly cool and restless.

In his memory, Jiang Li and Chuchu slept together since they were children. It was only in the past few years that the two of them grew up and slept in separate rooms.

Feeling the girl's gentle body temperature, Jiang Li could not help but feel hot, but he quickly calmed down.

He was deeply trapped in the Hou family. Although he was sixteen years old, the door of wisdom was closed, he could not practice Confucianism, and his potential was greatly reduced. After the eldest lady He Lou moved him to a lowly family, she also relaxed the restrictions on him, but this did not

It means he is really safe.

As long as he does not leave the Hou Mansion for a day, his life will never be in his hands.

Moreover, he knew nothing about Uncle Qianjun, who was about to marry his wife, so now was not the time to think about such things.

"Strength, everything is strength!"

Jiang Li took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and quickly fell asleep.

One night passed quietly.

"Jiang Li, come out, Master Ninth wants to see you!"

Early the next morning, while Jiang Li was sleeping soundly, a menacing voice suddenly came from outside the courtyard door.

After a while, there seemed to be no reply from the hospital, so he started knocking hard again.

"Jiang Xuanyao? Why is he seeing me so early!"

Jiang Li was awakened by the sound, his brows furrowed slightly, and he felt a little unhappy.

Chuchu, who was nestling next to him, was also sleeping soundly, with a quiet face and a sweet smile on her lips. She didn't know what good things she had dreamed of.

A voice outside the door suddenly sounded. The little girl was caught off guard and was startled. She woke up from her dream and her delicate body trembled.

"Sir, what's wrong!" Chu Chu was confused and startled, her breath uneven.

"She is Jiang Xuanyao's maid. You can sleep peacefully while I go take a look!"

Jiang Li sat up from the warm bed tent, put on his clothes in a leisurely manner, put on his snow deer skin coat, opened the door and walked out of the hut.

In the winter morning, the cold wind was biting, and Jiang Li couldn't help but tighten his tight leather jacket.

The door was kicked hard and the scoldings continued: "Jiang Li, are you deaf? The Ninth Young Master wants to see you, what are you doing so slowly!"

When Jiang Li opened the courtyard door, he saw a pretty girl in a red dress and a silver mouse coat standing outside the door with an unhappy look on her face.

She is sixteen or seventeen years old, with a fair complexion and quite good looks. Although she has not fully grown, her figure is graceful and charming for her age.

Jiang Li didn't often come into contact with people in the mansion, but he recognized this girl as Luhen, the eldest maid in the house of Jiang Shirong's ninth son, Jiang Xuanyao. She relied on being favored to act arrogantly in front of the servants in the mansion, as if she was half a master.

"Jiang Li, did you sleep to death? Why didn't you respond when I knocked on the door?" Lu Hen grabbed his waist with both hands and stood in the snow and shouted loudly, as if she was the master and Jiang Li was the slave.

"What does Jiang Xuanyao want from me?"

Jiang Li frowned, but did not have an attack.

Although he is a concubine of the Hou family, under the suppression of the eldest lady, his status and treatment are indeed not as good as those of a favored slave.

His predecessor has always been someone who can be bullied.

"Just go see the Ninth Young Master and you will know. Why are you asking so many questions!"

Luhen's tone was unkind. At this time, Chuchu heard the noise and walked out of the room sleepily. When Luhen saw Chuchu, his face instantly became a little colder, his lips were slightly opened, and he whispered something.

Although Jiang Li didn't hear it, looking at Lu Hen's mouth shape and expression, it was definitely not a good word.

"Lvhen, don't you, Ninth Young Master, want to see me? You can lead the way!" Jiang Li's eyes flashed and he said calmly.

"Then you keep up!"

Only then did Luhen remember the purpose of coming. He twisted the water snake's waist tightly and walked towards Jiang Xuanyao's courtyard.

Jiang Li walked behind silently, and after a while he arrived in front of a house with three entrances. The area alone was dozens of times that of Jiang Li's courtyard.

As soon as you enter the courtyard, you will find the residence of Jiang Xuanyao's six personal guards.

Entering the courtyard for the second time is the living place for the menial maids.

Jiang Xuanyao lives in the innermost courtyard with four bed-warming maids.

Jiang Shirong, Marquis of Zhenwu, had one head wife, two wives, and six concubines.

Jiang Xuanyao is Ping's wife's son.

Among Jiang Shirong's thirty-one children, Jiang Xuanyao is not favored.

However, his mother's second wife, Ning, was the daughter of a prominent family, and she was a royal concubine conferred by the imperial court. She enjoyed the imperial salary, and her status in the Marquis Mansion was second only to that of the eldest lady He Lou.

Therefore, Jiang Xuanyao’s status among his brothers and sisters is not low.

In particular, several of Jiang Shirong's legitimate sons and concubines served as officials and generals outside the country after they came of age. Jiang Xuanyao, who stayed in the mansion, had the air of being the first person in the second generation of the Hou family.
Chapter completed!