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Chapter 2286 Guizi Scroll Zhenjing Zijuan got her wish

"Are you crying with joy when you meet such a master?" Feng Ziying said calmly, "You have been with her for so many years, don't you know her temperament? You will repay her by serving her well in the future."

Zicuckoo finally raised her head, choked for a while, and then turned from crying to laughing, "This slave girl is the greatest luck to meet the girl and the master in this life. I never thought too much about it before. After following the girl, it can be considered

We depend on each other for life. Fortunately, the girl married the master and got what she wanted. The smile on the girl’s face after marrying the master is more than the smiles she had in the previous ten years. The slave is also satisfied.”

"Okay, don't talk about me. Today is a good day for you. Serve me well. I will also have a sister and helper in the future. It is best to imitate Miaoyu and Xiuyan."

Daiyu covered her mouth and smiled softly, but Zijuan was frightened. She quickly said: "How can it be done? I don't dare,"

"Where do you come from being so particular? I have no control over other people's affairs, but I have the final say in our room." Daiyu akimbo and raised her lips, with a more delicate and lively attitude, seeing Zijuan

If he wanted to say more, he interrupted the other party: "Okay, today is a short spring night, so my husband should take Zijuan over to have a rest earlier. This girl is too honest, and she doesn't imitate others. If she is too honest, she will suffer."

Feng Ziying also laughed, "Suffering a loss is a blessing."

After some teasing and joking, Daiyu urged Feng Ziying to go to the house over there with Zicuckoo. Feng Ziying had no choice but to take Zicuckoo to Zicuckoo's "new house", which was actually the same room where Zicuckoo used to live alone.

The penthouse is quite small in area, but now that it has been decorated, it is small and exquisite.

There were red lanterns hanging in the room. They were a little small, but they showed a bit of joy. Seeing Feng Ziying looking at them, Zijuan blushed and explained: "Xueyan and Chunxian made them, saying they wanted to add a little joy."

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"It's very good. It seems that Zijuan is very loved and respected by them in this room, so I say that suffering is a blessing." Feng Ziying held Zijuan's catkin and walked to the edge of the bed. Compared with Daiyu,

The big bed over there, the bed in Zijuan Room is much smaller, but it's enough for two people.

Being led to the bedside by Feng Ziying, Zijuan became nervous and subconsciously looked at the door and shouted: "Master, the door is not closed yet."

Feng Ziying laughed dumbly, walked over and closed the door, but did not close it. When she came back, Zijuan was already sitting on the edge of the bed, her eyes were calm with a bit of nervousness and shyness, looking at Feng Ziying, her sweet and lovely cheeks

The two dimples, one deep and one shallow, add a romantic atmosphere under the candlelight.

Feng Ziying walked over. Zijuan wanted to stand up. Feng Ziying held her shoulder and asked her to sit down. Then she raised her hand and lifted her chin. She looked at her charming and peaceful face with slightly upturned lips.

Smooth, print lightly.

"Ah?!" Zicuckoo said, although she was somewhat mentally prepared, but she didn't expect this moment to come so suddenly. Her body suddenly became tense and stiff, but she felt her knees being hooked by the opponent's arm, and the other hand was pulled from her.

He picked him up under his arms and put them on the bed. The embroidered shoes were immediately taken off by the other party.

"Master,."

Feng Ziying didn't respond. What she responded to was more and more gentle and considerate but never stopping movements, including skirts, underwear, embroidered socks, and then bellybands.

The long and delicate breathing gradually became heavy and rapid, occasionally mixed with a few charming guttural sounds such as groans, sighs or exhalations. The pair of figures on the bed rose and fell rhythmically, from slow to fast...

The cycle begins over and over again.

The 20-year-old Zijuan's body is more plump and mature than expected. Maybe she usually dresses a little younger. Only when she takes off her outer clothes can she feel the charm of this girl.

Previously, Feng Ziying was worried that the opponent's Jade Gua would be unbearable for the first time, but soon he discovered that Zicuckoo was "stronger" than imagined. There was a bit of unyieldingness in her flexibility, which made Feng Ziying feel a little happy out of thin air.

The silk mist gradually subsided, with a touch of scarlet, Orr sang softly, her thin waist turned weak and carefree...

"This slave has grown up with Yuanyang, Qingwen, Amber, and Pearl since she was a child. I must also know the original name. Well, Brother Miao, I am Mo Xiao. I actually like the original name."

Whispering, tender and sweet, Feng Ziying likes this kind of sage time after having fun. No, such a relaxing fight cannot be called sage time, but he still likes to cuddle up with the woman next to him.

Whispering, especially when a woman lets go of everything and confides her inner words to you, this feeling of being relied on is still very comfortable.

"Yuanyang, Qingwen, and the slaves all have their own fortunes. Speaking of it, the slaves have better luck. Yuanyang has a smooth life ahead, but the Jia family is in trouble and encounters disaster. Everyone knows that Yuanyang was actually sent to the Feng family by the ancestors as a

I will contact you in the future, hoping that the Feng family can provide more help in the future. Although the girl, Miss Bao, and the second girl are all inextricably linked to the Jia family, it is precisely their status that restricts them from getting too involved.

To avoid being criticized by other people in the house for eating everything inside and outside, -"

"Yuanyang is the most enthusiastic and fair person. Qingwen is actually cold-hearted and hot-tempered, but once she identifies with you, she will not be able to win you back. She is so stubborn that she is with Mr. Bao.

I suffered some crimes, but was pulled out by me, and I got what I wanted, so I am most loyal to me and Grandma Shen."

"Ping'er only became familiar with Second Mistress Lian after she came in. However, she was young when she came in, so she got along very well with the slave."

"Now this slave has also taken the lead from Yuanyang. I don't know if Yuanyang will have any resentment in his heart, -_." Zicuckoo pursed her lips and smiled as she spoke, obviously not believing her own words.

"If you say so, Qingwen has the upper hand, then shouldn't you and Yuanyang stop having contact with Qingwen forever?" Feng Ziying teased Zijuan.

"Amber Pearl and the others have the most miserable life. They have always followed their ancestors, but their ancestors are already eighty. Life is rare in seventy years. How long can our ancestors live? What's more, the Jia family is like this now. Everyone is in Jia.

As a person who grew up, I still have some affection for the Jia family, so I don’t want to have any resentment in my heart,——" Zijuan continued talking to herself.

Feng Ziying burst into laughter and tightened Zijuan's waist, "Zijuan, do you think your father's mind is so narrow-minded? The Jia family is in a state of poverty. Although I can't support it with all my strength, I will try my best to help.

, As for the women in the house, of course I can understand their feelings. To be honest, if I didn't have this concern, I would think that they are cold-hearted and callous."

Zijuan nodded slightly and rested her chin on Feng Ziying's bare chest, "The slaves and girls often say that I am a hero and should not be fettered by these worldly affairs. It's just that when I encounter these things, others are unable to deal with them.

, the only one left is the hard-working man, the girl has always regarded him as omnipotent in her heart."

Feng Ziying laughed when she saw Zicuckoo, touching the wound, and frowned slightly. The pear blossoms were like spring rain, and her beauty was still a bit enchanting. She really wanted to be pushed down and she would bloom twice.

However, thinking of the pitiful look of Zicuckoo moaning and groaning under her body earlier, Feng Ziying really couldn't bear it, so she could only sheath her murderous weapon and wait for the opportunity.

"The only thing that the girl is looking forward to right now is to be able to conceive a child for him as soon as possible. She has been playing shuttlecock, jumping rope, throwing pot, and doing exercises for so long. She has never been so concerned about what he says."

"How is it possible to say that I don't envy Grandma Miaoyu and Grandma Xing at all? Who doesn't want to be a mother? The girls are already eighteen and almost nineteen. It is a good time to have children. If Grandma Miaoyu and Grandma Xiuyan both

After giving birth to a son, the girl must be under even greater pressure. My wife often sends nourishing soups. I wonder if the girl is in a hurry."

Zicuckoo was still chanting, but her voice gradually became quieter. The jade melon was first broken and bleeding profusely. Looking at the dyed white silk hanging by the bedside, you will know how the battle is going.

Fatigue mixed with pain made Zijuan finally unable to hold on any longer and fell into a deep sleep. However, Feng Ziying was in good spirits and tossed and turned for a while before falling asleep.

The sky was getting brighter and Zijuan hadn't woken up yet. Feng Ziying heard movement at the door and the footsteps were very familiar. They should be snow geese. "But snow geese?" Feng Ziying asked softly.

"Master, I am a slave."

As soon as Feng Ziying spoke, Zijuan woke up, said "Yeah", and tried to struggle to get up to dress Feng Ziying, but was suppressed by Feng Ziying, stood up on her own, and then shouted: "Come in, your sister Zijuan

The body was badly injured

Shen, I have to rest in bed today, Xueyan, come and help me get dressed."

Xueyan came in with a blushing face and looked at Zicuckoo, whose face was pale with a hint of shy blush. She suddenly felt that she was no longer the same as Sister Zicuckoo yesterday. She walked closer in a daze and whispered: "Sister, are you okay? How about that?"

I will serve my sister a bowl of double red soup first. The girl ordered it last night. In addition, there is enough for my sister to stew a pot of black chicken and astragalus soup at noon. I want to give her a good supplement."

Although Zijuan was moved, she was also shy and could not speak. She waved her hands quickly and said, "If I have nothing to do, you can help me get dressed and comb my hair first. I have to go to court today, so there is no need to delay."

"How can it be that exaggerated? Even if I go to court a little late, it doesn't matter the overall situation. After all, your father is also the minister of the Ministry of War. Not to mention that one person is inferior to ten thousand people, but it doesn't mean that I have to answer the question on time every day. Occasionally

If there is a delay, no one can say anything."

Feng Ziying waved her hand and pointed at the white silk hanging on the head of the bed, which was almost red. "Zijuan, please rest first. Xueyan, go and serve a bowl of double red soup for your sister Zijuan. Lan

Lanhou, Bubuqi, who made your sister sing and toss and turn all night last night?"

"Ah ah?!"

Zijuan covered her face in shame, but Xueyan did so inexplicably. Feng Ziying couldn't help laughing. The joy here is not enough for outsiders.


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