Cheng Xunxun felt a little regretful after saying just now, such a bloody thing, and Yu Zhu was still pregnant... But subconsciously, he felt that she would not be afraid.┌26nbsp;┐

"Why didn't God strike with lightning..." Yu Zhu's voice became smaller and smaller.

"Father ordered me not to take care of many things... I can't help him." Cheng Xunxun rubbed his eyebrows in disgust. He turned to look at Yu Zhu: "I don't worry if his sister is left outside. The whole family is alone.

There is still a bastard who is thinking about my next daughter..."

When Yu Zhu heard this, his heart moved and he said with a smile: "Since the second master is worried, why not take her in? Wouldn't it be more appropriate?"

"You're going to beat me up, right?" Cheng Xunxun helplessly pulled Yu Zhu into his arms and hugged him, "I'm protecting you for one thing, but the rest? Are you so hungry that you want everything?"

Yu Zhu covered her mouth and chuckled, "That girl Yunxiang is a great beauty."

Cheng Xunxun gently held her waist, and slowly stroked her still flat belly with his warm hands. He smiled without answering, and a warm and quiet atmosphere flowed between the two of them.

"If you don't like it, then help me look at each other. Anyway, she is already filial, so let's find her a suitable husband." After a while, Yu Zhu was gradually feeling sleepy.

, the man suddenly spoke.

"When you were newly married, did she stop you in the study?"

Yu Zhu's drowsiness suddenly disappeared. She had spoken a little bit in front of Cheng Xunxun before, just because she was afraid that if she spoke out, she would be in trouble. There were many people in the study at that time, and it was easy to find out...

"I don't like her." Yu Zhu mustered up the courage to look directly into the man's eyes, his eyes clear and bright, "I am your newly married wife from Ming Media, and you allowed me to enter the study, so I will go and look through my man's things.

What's wrong with her?"

There was encouragement in Cheng Xunxun's eyes, and a smile gradually appeared on his brows. He liked Yu Zhu like this, his eyes were wide open, and the look he looked at himself was a little cute and arrogant, and there was also something domineering that he didn't quite understand...

However, he likes it... he likes it very much...

"Let Hua Ruo help you sleep first. Let the wind blow in the night and drink something hot before going to bed." After kissing her warm little face, Cheng Xunxun let go of his arms and stood up to get off the kang.

"It's so late, where are you going?" Yu Zhu's hands hidden in his sleeves clenched tightly, and there was a nervousness in his voice that even he had not noticed.

Cheng Xunxun turned around and smiled narrowly: "Where do you think I'm going?" He looked at Yu Zhu's eyes with deep and unpredictable eyes, and saw that her cheeks were gradually covered with red clouds, so he let her go, "The Ning Qiu you have been thinking about all day,

Don’t you want her to come back?”

He shook his head helplessly and started to go out.

"etc."

Suddenly there was movement behind him, and before he could turn around, a pair of soft arms wrapped around his waist like a snake, and the tip of his nose was full of melting fragrance...

Yu Zhu hugged her arms tightly, buried her head on the man's thick and strong back, and said softly: "It's cold at night, so put on a cloak before leaving."

…

The night wind was biting and biting, and the woman holding the lantern to guide the way was shivering from the cold, but Cheng Xunxun seemed not to feel it, walking quickly on the bluestone corridor. He seemed to feel a hot fire burning in his heart, and from time to time

After perming it, when he braced himself to deal with it, she swayed and danced slowly again, light and playful, flickering and seductive.

I let out a long sigh... I haven't felt like this in many years. Come on, it's not bad to live like this for the rest of my life...

Cheng Xungong was reading in the inner study. When he heard the maid announcing that the second master was coming, he couldn't help but be surprised. He couldn't help but look at the dripper in the corner. What would happen at this time?

Putting down the book in his hand, he said, "Please come in."

The cold tea tasted a bit astringent. He frowned and put it down again. He looked up and saw Cheng Xunxun coming in.

"Brother." Cheng Xunxun, who has had a good relationship with this eldest brother since childhood, was not polite, "I want to trouble you to take action."

Then he gave a brief summary of Yu Zhu's entrustment, "That woman is from Qingzhou, her name is Ning Qiu, and she was sentenced to exile five years ago."

Cheng Xungong knew that his younger brother was sensible, so he didn't ask why. He just smiled and said: "What's the matter? As long as the person is still alive, I can always find it for you, but don't have too much hope." He has been walking on the northern border all year round, where

Nearing the Xiongnu, the folk customs were fierce, especially in the military camps. In fact, all the soldiers were said to have a bandit spirit.

Those exiled criminal slaves and prisoners are the lowest-grade slaves. Without someone to take care of them, their life is worse than that of livestock. And they are still women. I am afraid it will only become more miserable...

Pull out a piece of paper from the desk and write a letter in a special and weird font.

"I bumped into Zhao Jin today."

The pen paused for a moment, dipped some ink from the inkstone, and returned it to the letter paper.

"You beat him up again." It was not a question, but an extremely affirmative tone. Cheng Xungong finished writing the letter in a few strokes, and laughed and cursed: "What's the use? Why waste all that effort."

Cheng Xunxun smiled slightly, "You still don't believe my strength. If you kick me hard, you won't be able to get out of bed for two months." A trace of contempt flashed in his eyes: "Such a weak body, if you can use it more,

I’m afraid my strength will fall apart.”

"Okay, what's the point of fussing over something that's not worthy of publicity...I'll keep that in mind. It's getting late, so go back quickly."

Looking at the cloak on Cheng Xunxun, a smile flashed in his eyes, this boy.

This younger brother has suffered a lot since he was a child, and it couldn’t be better to live like this now...

Cheng Xunggong listened to Cheng Xunxun's footsteps gradually disappearing outside the door. He smiled and touched the dark and simple black jade ring on his hand, and a low and soft whisper lingered between his lips and teeth:

"A-Xian, it's been fifteen years..."

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After the New Year, the days go by so fast. There is no need to visit relatives. People in Beijing live a comfortable life with their wives and children on the hot bed, enjoying the ordinary happiness gained from a year of hard work behind closed doors.

The west of the city is where the common people in the capital live together. Every sight is densely packed with residential buildings. At this moment, the genius is bright. Except for those who set up stalls and did small businesses in the early days, most people are still sleeping soundly in their warm quilts.

There was thick snow on the house and ground, no sound of chickens or dogs could be heard, and there was silence all around.

At this time, a few wild yells came from the small alley outside, which woke up the sleeping sparrow on the crooked-necked tree at the corner of the alley. The little thing flapped its wings and suddenly flew into the sky.

The branches of the tree swayed lightly, and a small cloud of snow fell, disappearing silently.

"Little bastard, I finally caught you."

Two men, one fat and one thin, wearing brown cross-collared short jackets, kicked and beat a young man on the ground covered with snow, and cursed: "I told you to run, I told you to hide... why didn't you run away?"

The lean one spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, stepped forward and kicked him, and said in a hateful voice: "Damn, I have to stay here in this cold weather to blow the cold wind, even the girl from Hongyu Street

The appointment has been postponed.”

The force was so strong that the young man grunted and twitched a few times. He raised his face from the snow and looked at the dirty buns that had fallen into the snow water. A sad look slowly appeared in his eyes.

"Wait a minute." The fatter man frowned and stopped his companion, "Don't just vent your anger. If you beat someone to death, you won't get a hair... Do you think your hard work will be in vain?"

Only then did the thin man stop, and reached out to lift the young man up from the ground. After looking around for a while, he relaxed and asked, "Brother Wang, what do you think we should do now?"

He narrowed his triangular eyes and said with a sinister smile: "Why don't you sell it to Liu Mazi? Such a good product will definitely fetch a good price, and we two brothers can make a small fortune."

"No, you're confused again, aren't you." Fatty refused flatly, "I don't even think about it with your brain. Although the yard where this kid lives is ordinary, I haven't seen him go out to work for a living for so long, but he can still show his talent.

Then a sum of money is enough to explain a lot of things."

The thin man rolled his eyes, Fatty Wang was really good at showing off and hiding every word he said.

"Brother Wang, you are very smart. Can you tell me something you have learned?"

The fat man looked around cautiously and said in a low voice: "Anyway, let's go in first. It will be troublesome if others see you here."

It was sad to think about the cold wind, so the thin man didn't mind, and carried the young man through the door.

A small courtyard looks ordinary from the outside, but there is something special inside.

"He's still a scholar." The thin man looked at the elegantly decorated study room and praised him, "If you can afford this paper, you must have a lot of money. Why can't you afford to buy a woman? Humph."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the rustling sound coming from the gift, and the woman's crisp cry: "Master, are you back?"

The captured boy's face suddenly turned pale, and he struggled desperately, but his mouth was covered first. His face turned red and he made a grunting sound, which was vaguely desperate.

"Have you bought the steamed buns? Xi'er has already cooked the noodle soup." The voice came from far away, and then a delicate and white face was revealed.

When his eyes touched the people in the room, his expression suddenly changed, and he screamed: "Who are you and what are you doing?"

The thin man looked at the sudden appearance of the maid with some surprise, and was very happy, "Oh, I can still afford a maid, not bad. If it doesn't work, I can just use the maid to pay off the debt."

"You...you guys." Seeing this posture, Xi'er didn't know who was coming. She took a few steps back and picked up the vase on the high table, shaking her voice, "Let go..."

His eyes lingered on her bulging breasts for a long time, and the thin man scratched his chin with salivation, "Brother Wang, this maid..."

"..." The fat man obviously looked down on the thin man's appearance of having never seen a woman before. When he was about to refuse, he suddenly saw the young man's eager expression, and his heart moved... He said impatiently: "Hurry up, don't delay the business."

"Yes, yes, yes." The thin man was overjoyed after receiving the permission, and couldn't wait to go to Xi'er's place.

Xi'er shivered with fear, gritted her teeth and threw the things in her hands.

He waved away the smashed porcelain bottle nonchalantly, and the thin man laughed loudly: "You are indeed a girl. This strength is not enough to tickle me. Little beauty, please save some energy for shouting later."

"Stop, stop"

Just when the thin man's hand touched the hem of Xi'er's clothes, the young man finally yelled out, "Yinzi, I will find a way, please let Xi'er go."

This cry seemed to have consumed all his strength. After shouting, he lay limply on the ground, his dark eyes filled with regret.

Xi'er screamed, not caring about anything else, and rushed forward, "Master, are you okay... Wuwu, they beat you, let's go tell my aunt, she can always find a way."

I don't know where he touched it, but the young man suddenly let out a short cry. Beads of sweat appeared on his painful forehead in the cold weather. Xi'er moved her hand away in a panic, carefully holding up his right hand, her face turned pale, "

What's wrong with your hand?"

As soon as he touched it, the young man's body froze again, he closed his eyes and said nothing, but a drop of water suddenly seeped out of the corner of his eye, and slowly sank into his neck along his cheek.

It's over, everything is over...
To be continued...