Qunfang Pavilion.

Ping Pong ......

Ping Pong Ping Pong ......

In the room, which emitted a rich smell of fat powder, there was a sound of beating.

The tea bowl on the table was swept to the ground, and the jewelry box was overturned to the ground.

The two little maids waiting on the side were so frightened that they knelt on the ground, shrunk their necks, like little quails shivering in the cold wind, and did not dare to raise their heads at all.

"What's the matter, what's the matter, what are you doing in broad daylight?"

The chubby old bustard ran into the house with a shout, and when he saw the mess all over the ground, the old bustard was so distressed that his heart, liver and lungs were twitching.

Immediately saw the purple smoke standing at the table, stiffening his back, and the old bustard's brows furrowed.

"Two clumsy ones, even the girl can't serve well? What are you doing kneeling here? Get out! ”

The old bustard sent the two maids away and tiptoed to Ziyan's side.

"Girl, what's the matter? Who made you so angry? Tell your mom that mom will stand up for you......"

"It's Yun Niang!"

Ziyan turned around suddenly, a face with a hideous face.

The old bustard was startled and took a step back.

"What? Yun Niang? She was stunned.

"You mean Sister Xiangyulou's old and the Oiran Yun Niang under her son?" The bustard asked again.

Purple Smoke snorted.

The old bustard was even more stunned, "Fang Gongzi sent a letter, didn't Yun Niang throw herself into the river and die?" ”

Ziyan gritted his teeth: "The scourge will last for thousands of years, even if we die, that slut will not die!"

"Huh? What do you mean by that? The bustard asked.

Ziyan immediately told the bustard about the meeting of Yun Niang in Jinxiuxuan two days ago, and the private sending of a maid to report to the little grandfather Wan Qingchun.

"That Yun Niang, I don't know what kind of tricks I used to hook the soul of the little grandfather."

"Not only did the little grandfather not arrest her, but he also acquitted all the people in Xiangyulou!"

Purple smoke whirred.

In the past two days, she was not in the capital, but went out of the city with a nobleman and an old benefactor.

I just came back today and heard the news.

After hearing this, the old bustard was also angry.

"And such a thing, it's really infuriating! It seems that Sister Dead Flower is going to come to steal business with our Qunfang Pavilion again? The old bustard said.

"No, Ziyan, you have to hurry up and find the little grandfather."

"With your means, you will definitely be able to win the little grandfather to our side."

"As long as there is a little grandfather to support our Qunfang Pavilion, she Xiangyulou will want to press us again!"

The old bustard urged.

Purple Smoke shook her head.

"I've looked for it, but the little grandfather won't come to see me at all!" She said.

"How so?" The bustard was even more surprised.

"You blow the flute so well, every time you let the little grandfather die, why can't he be willing to come?" The old bustard asked.

Ziyan shook his head: "I don't know why, so he replied."

"Which two words?" The old bustard asked.

"The egg hurts." Purple flue.

"Egg pain? What do you mean? Don't understand. The old bustard said.

Purple Smoke also shook her head.

……

The little grandfather is a sincere prostitute, and he didn't come over this time, and the reason is also very sincere.

It is indeed an egg pain.

The backyard of the Guogong Mansion.

The little grandfather Wan Qingchun was lying on the soft floor on all fours, holding a strawberry in his hand and eating.

On both sides of the soft collapse, several girls were there to help him beat his legs and pinch his feet, so comfortable that he hummed.

These are not the ones who swam naked with him in the pool that day, and they have been replaced.

It was sent by Qi Xingyun.

Wan Qingchun was eating strawberries while thinking about it.

Hehe, this Yun Wangye, it's really a slap to a date!

In front of the door of Jinxiuxuan, he was coerced.

turned around and immediately sent someone to send this batch of beauties, hehe, it seems that he still doesn't dare to offend the Guogong Mansion, and wants to pull a vote in the next prince dispute.

Hmmm, strawberries are delicious and sweet.

Anyway, in front of the Jinxiuxuan Gate that day, the girl who stood with Yun Niang's slut was the girl of whose family?

The skills are not bad, and the scolding is even more tricky.

What a cleverness, Pepper!

Qi Xingyun's kid deliberately set up a score to brush Lao Tzu that day, just to please that little pepper, right?

Well, a spicy woman, Lao Tzu also wants to conquer it!

"Hiss......"

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and Wan Qingchun gasped.

"What are you doing, you? Where do you touch your hand? ”

He glared at a girl who was pinching her legs.

The girl's face turned white with fright, and she immediately knelt down to the side, and said in a hurry: "Little grandfather, forgive me, the slave didn't mean it, the slave and the maid accidentally touched you...... Yours there ......"

Wan Qingchun rolled his eyes: "Clumsy, you can't pinch your legs well, I don't know if Lao Tzu's egg hurts!"

"Yes, yes, the slave is stupid, the little grandfather forgives the sin!"

The girl thumped her head against the soft edge.

It made Wan Qingchun even more irritable.

"Get out, get out, don't bother Lao Tzu."

The girls were so frightened that they rushed out.

When Wan Qingchun was left alone in the room, he let out a long sigh.

These submissive women are really not fun.

Women, it's more interesting to be spicy, well, Qi Xingyun's vision seems to be not bad.

Another day, when Lao Tzu's eggs don't hurt anymore, I will have to change my appetite.

……

The next day, the genius was bright, and the carriage drove out of the inn.

At the gate of the south gate of the capital, Mu Zichuan got out of the carriage.

"I'll be here, you guys have a good trip."

He stood outside the carriage and said to Yang Ruoqing in the carriage.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "If you ask me to bring your mother's things and words, I will bring them as they are."

"You can rest assured in the capital to prepare for the palace exam, your mother, we will take care of it. We are at home, waiting for your good news. ”

Mu Zichuan was admitted to the Jinshi in the last examination.

Next, just wait for the palace test on the Emperor's Jinluan Palace.

If the palace test can be hand-picked by the emperor as the top three, then he will really become famous in one fell swoop.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Mu Zichuan smiled gratefully.

He took his gaze back and landed on Luo Fengtang: "Take care of yourself all the way."

Luo Fengtang nodded.

Then, the three carriages drove up, and under Mu Zichuan's longing gaze, they went all the way south.

It wasn't until he disappeared into sight that he sighed and turned back to the city.

Yang Ruoqing wrapped a blanket in the carriage and continued to catch up on sleep.

When I woke up, the carriage had been a long way out of the capital.

She stretched and came to the place in front of her to sit side by side with Luo Fengtang.

"Come, eat a pastry mat and put it down."

She shoved a piece of plum cake into his mouth and let him take a bite.

Then he ate where he had bitten and continued to eat.

Luo Fengtang was rushing to the car, and he didn't forget to look at her sideways.

"How did you sleep?" He asked.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "One word: cool!"

He smiled, "That's good."

Yang Ruoqing sat beside him, taking small bites of pastries.