In the brazier in front of the coffin, the paper money had burned out, and the flame slowly extinguished, with scattered firelight flickering until it disappeared completely. And it was just like Mrs. Hu's mood at this moment, from shame and anger at the beginning, to shock and anger later, and then to
So powerless at the moment.
No matter how much she cultivates herself over the years, she is still just a weak woman. This is an indisputable fact.
At this moment, facing the unreasonable Zhao Jia, her eyes suddenly became a little panicked. Who would have thought that the usually gentle and elegant young master of Zhao State in front of her would turn out to be such a person.
I thought Liu Yi was a scumbag, but I never thought that the person in front of me was no less generous.
It’s really like stepping out of the tiger’s mouth and into the wolf’s den.
One can imagine Mrs. Hu's mood at the moment. Looking at Zhao Jia's slightly scorching eyes, she didn't know yet. The other party was attracted to her. Even Liu Yizhi's death was most likely because of the other party, although there was no evidence.
, but this feeling is extremely strong.
If not, how could the other party investigate Liu Yi, let alone treat him like this in the mourning hall.
Mrs. Hu struggled to persuade: "Young Master is the eldest son of the Zhao Kingdom. Do you really want to do such a ridiculous thing? If this matter is spread, what impact will it have on the reputation of the Young Master? The Young Master should know that once this happens, the Young Master wants to
The idea of marrying Princess Honglian will definitely come to nothing!"
She could only hope that Zhao Jia would be careful. As long as she could escape this time, she would definitely hide away from Zhao Jia in the future.
"How can this be considered ridiculous? Don't tell me that my wife is a widow now. Even if she is not, I can still grab it."
When Zhao Jia heard this, he smiled freely. Not only did he not let go, but he hugged her a little tighter. At the same time, he bent down and hugged Mrs. Hu's legs. With a little force, he picked up the weak and boneless Mrs. Hu.
As for Mrs. Hu's threat, he is really not afraid.
Let’s not talk about whether this matter will spread. Even if the scandal does spread, someone must believe it?
Take ten thousand steps back.
Even if this matter really caused uproar in the city and even became known to all seven countries, the impact on him would be very limited.
In this era, have you ever heard of a man being looked down upon by others for seizing a woman? Even if Mrs. Hu is the wife of former Zuo Sima Liu Yi, what does a Korean Zuo Sima mean?
Let's talk about Zhao Jia's cheap father, King Zhao Wangyan, and his current Queen Chang is the wife of a royal family member, and this woman was also a prostitute.
He paused, looked at Madam Hu in his arms, showed a sunny smile, and continued: "Besides, even if Madam tells this matter, do you think anyone will believe it?"
Mrs. Hu's beautiful eyes moved slightly and she pursed her lips. Even though she was feeling ashamed and angry at the moment, her reason told her that what Zhao Jia said was extremely realistic.
She glanced at the door with her beautiful eyes, only to find that the door had been closed at some point.
The two maids who originally served her have disappeared.
Da Siming's efficiency is quite fast... Zhao Jia glanced at it and felt happy. He could roughly guess Da Siming's thoughts, but the other party's bad habits were really lacking in education. She was not afraid of stealing someday.
hear yourself
It's a pity that Da Siming is not Mrs. Hu, so she is not so easy to bully.
By contrast.
Mrs. Hu seems weak and can be bullied.
There were some tears in the corners of her eyes, and she pretended to be calm. She opened her mouth softly, her voice was slightly cold, and threatened: "My sister is the most beloved beauty of the king today. If you really bully me, you will not be killed unless you kill me."
Kill me, otherwise I will definitely report this matter to King Han!"
"This is a bit troublesome."
Zhao Jia nodded, used a little force with his arms, and placed Mrs. Hu, who was dressed in white gauze, on the table in front of the coffin. He knocked the candlestick to the ground, bent down and pressed her up, looking directly at Mrs. Hu's eyes.
With both eyes, he said softly: "Then you might as well guess whether I will be jealous of your sister?"
While he was speaking, his hand had already grasped the thin belt around Mrs. Hu's waist, and with a gentle tug, he untied it.
"Son..."
Mrs. Hu couldn't hold on any longer, raised her hand and held Zhao Jia's big hand, looking at Zhao Jia pleadingly.
Zhao Jia's hand did not exert any force, and he even slowly loosened the hand holding the belt. He looked at the charming and pretty face in front of him and said slowly: "Shouldn't Madam think about her future?"
?When Liu Yi dies, will his wife be able to keep the current family fortune with her ability?
Although Hu Meiren is favored by Han Wangan now, Han Wangan never lacks concubines by his side. How long can Hu Meiren's favor last?
Once Hu Meiren falls out of favor, the madam and Hu Meiren will be greeted by endless abyss.
Madam, you might as well think about it."
When Mrs. Hu heard this, her pretty face was gloomy, her eyes were filled with shame and anger, but she was also somewhat calm. She knew that what Zhao Jia said was true, but she couldn't let go of her dignity, especially in this place.
, living alone with another man in her husband's mourning hall... She couldn't do such a thing.
But Zhao Jia obviously fell in love with this place today. He gently touched Mrs. Hu's smooth skin with his big hands. He could clearly feel the slight trembling of Mrs. Hu's body. The quiet and gentle temperament could no longer be maintained. Her gentle beauty
His eyes trembled and he glanced to one side, unwilling to look at Zhao Jia.
At this time.
Zhao Jiazhang made a move: "Isn't Madam always looking for her daughter? Follow me, and I can help Madam find her."
"Liu...Liu Yi said she is dead."
There was a trace of sadness in Mrs. Hu's eyes and she whispered.
"He should have lied to you."
Zhao Jia said in a determined tone that he needed to give Mrs. Hu a step down. At the moment, Mrs. Hu was already a little resigned.
Mrs. Hu looked at Zhao Jia with resentment and helplessness, and said bitterly: "Young Master will not deceive me?"
"I'm not Liu Yi's kind of person."
Zhao Jia said in an upright tone. If he were not hugging Mrs. Hu at this moment, and the two of them were showing such an ambiguous posture, it might be more convincing.
Mrs. Hu pursed her lips and begged: "I just hope that the young master can hurry up~"
After saying that, she resigned and closed her eyes.
How could this happen so quickly... Zhao Jia looked at Mrs. Hu who was resigned to her fate and muttered in her heart. At the same time, her big hands began to pry into Mrs. Hu's secrets.
Mrs. Hu bit her lip lightly, leaned on the edge of the table with her palms, raised her head slightly, her closed eyes trembled slightly, as if she was trying her best to endure something.
Until someone gets the upper hand.
…
Are you serious?!
A flash of surprise and excitement flashed in the eyes of Da Siming, who was standing outside the door. She didn't expect that Zhao Jia would really dare to do this, even in front of her. Is the other party really not worried about her reporting the matter to Lord Dongjun?
"Hmph, I want to see if Mr. Dongjun will still stand on your side."
Da Siming snorted coldly, and a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, as if he thought of the scene where Lord Dongjun was disappointed with Zhao Jia and broke up with him.
As a disciple of the Yin Yang family, there is no need to cooperate with outsiders, even if Zhao Jia's identity is a bit special.
But before that, she had to find out information about Canglong Qisu from South Korea.
Think of this.
Da Siming couldn't help but touched his lips. Thinking of everything that happened on the carriage before, his beautiful eyes became cold for a moment. He stared at the door frame that was gradually moving. He had an inexplicable desire to kill the couple inside.
impulse.
And Zhao Jia, that bastard.
After bullying her, she came to bully Mrs. Hu. Who do you think she is?!
His concubine?!
Da Siming sneered and said: "Let me see how long you can remain proud."
The two maids standing beside her lowered their heads tremblingly, not daring to speak at all. They could only accompany her and listen to the growing noise in the room.
The two maids blushed for a moment. They had never overheard these things.
What's more, Liu Yi and Mrs. Hu slept in separate rooms many years ago. It is said that they are related to the child that Mrs. Hu gave birth to. As for the truth, it is obviously not something that the two maids can pry into, but one thing is certain.
In this mansion, it is almost impossible to eavesdrop on Liu Yi.
This first experience made the two maids couldn't help but cross their legs. At the same time, they glanced at Da Siming, who was a little excited. He was really eavesdropping attentively.
Time passes slowly.
Facts have proved that Zhao Jia was proud for a long time. It was not until the crescent moon set in the west that the movement in the house subsided a little. After another half, the door was opened, and a handsome young man walked out of the house calmly.
When he came out, he stretched out his hand to straighten his belt, glanced at the three women eavesdropping outside the house, and his eyes fell on the two maids.
"Go in and take care of Madam. Also, I don't want any rumors to spread about what happened tonight."
Zhao Jia's tone was gentle, without any hint of intimidation.
But these words made the two maids want to bury their heads in their chests and bow respectfully: "I understand, this slave."
"Let's go, it's getting late, it's time to go back."
Zhao Jia was undoubtedly a ruthless man. After releasing the pressure, he turned around and left the house, heading towards the courtyard of Jing Salamander.
Da Siming's cold eyes glanced at the woman lying on the table in the room. The woman was curled up on the table at the moment, her fair legs were exposed, and she was covered with a robe. There were a lot of pieces of clothes scattered on the ground. It can be seen that
What happened in the house just now.
Her eyes finally fell on the coffin, and the corner of her mouth twitched, and she suddenly felt that Zhao Jia was really fierce, and even more unruly than she, the great commander of the Yin Yang family.
No taboos?!
Everything about time travel has happened, and Zhao Jia's plan for this life is very clear.
Awakening to hold the power of the world, drunk and lying on the lap of a beautiful woman, if there is a chance, find another wave of rebirth... Only in this way will this life not be wasted.
The feeling of desolation at the old site of the State of Zheng completely dissipated with the in-depth communication with Mrs. Hu.
There is such a beauty in this world, isn't it worth looking forward to and pursuing?
Young people should do young people's things!
...........
The small courtyard of Jing Salamander is fresh but quiet. The house is still brightly lit, as if it is waiting for someone to come home.
It's a pity that this is just a small courtyard, not Zhao Jia's home, nor the home of Jing Salamander and others.
Home.
Zhao Jia paused. The definition of this word in his mind became increasingly blurry. As he stayed in this world longer, the traces of his past life would naturally become less and less. In his previous life, he might not have been able to bully him at all.
Something like Mrs. Hu.
Wearing pants makes you tough... Zhao Jia smiled to himself, opened the door, and walked in with Da Siming.
Inside the house, the light is gentle.
Dressed in a plain white dress, Jingren sat on her knees beside the table, holding a book in her hand. Her temperament was demure and elegant, like a woman holding an umbrella in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. Her beautiful face was reflected in the light, and there was a saying.
Unparalleled beauty, stunning.
Sitting with her was Yan Lingji.
However, compared to the graceful posture of the Frightened Salamander, Yan Lingji looked a bit lazy, lying on the table like a lazy kitten, waiting for the owner's touch.
Jingli looked at Zhao Jia who had returned, with a touch of tenderness in her cold beautiful eyes. She nodded slightly at Zhao Jia, put down the book in her hand, got up and walked towards Zhao Jia, wanting to help Zhao Jia wash up. She had already
He has integrated into the other person's life and has accepted Zhao Jia both physically and mentally.
But when she got close to Zhao Jia, a strange color still flashed through her beautiful eyes. With her ability as a killer, how could she not notice the change in his aura.
Moreover, the aura on the other party's body was somewhat familiar, and seemed to be somewhat similar to Liu Yi's wife.
She didn't ask any questions, and without even pausing her hand movements, she helped Zhao Jia take off his coat and said softly: "Master, warm water for washing has been prepared in the house."
Thanks to the development of mechanical technology in this era, the water in the house has a brazier to maintain the temperature. If necessary, hot water can be maintained throughout the day.
"It really needs a good wash."
Da Siming leaned against the door, blinked his cold eyes, and said with a hint of disgust in his tone.
Yan Lingji also woke up at this moment, maybe she had woken up a long time ago, but she just stood up at the right time, raised her arms, and stretched, highlighting her graceful and graceful figure. Her perfect curves are eye-catching, especially when paired with
Her pretty face is perfect.
This is the kind of beauty that is said to be a woman whose beauty is a source of trouble and makes people unable to extricate themselves.
Perfect like a fairy.
She propped up her chin playfully and looked at Da Siming curiously, then looked at Zhao Jia and said, "Why do you need to wash yourself well? Could it be that the young master has something dirty on his body?"
"You might as well help him wash it and see for yourself."
Da Siming glanced at Yan Lingji, then turned around and walked towards his room.
The courtyard Liu Yi arranged for Zhao Jia was not small, enough for a man and three women to squeeze together, especially since Zhao Jia and Jing Salamander slept together.
When Yan Lingji heard this, the curiosity in her eyes became more intense, she blinked her dreamy eyes, and said with a sweet smile: "Master, how about I take a shower with you?"
She supported her chin with one hand and tilted her beautiful profile towards Zhao Jia, exuding invisible charm.
"next time."
Zhao Jia said calmly, knowing that Yan Lingji was just talking casually.
Yan Lingji is not Mrs. Hu, so she can be bullied by him at will.
As for using Tianze to threaten, regardless of the consequences, Yan Lingji's cunning temperament means that the other party will definitely not give Tianze away in vain unless they see Tianze being released.