Xiao Chuhong's brows had not relaxed since he entered Jiyue Square, and his fingers were bent against his nose, as if he could not adapt to the aroma in the square.
Li Jiu naturally recognized Su Zhen's identity, but he couldn't figure out why his general was so interested in Su Zhen and was willing to be with her. If his wife knew that the general had entered the land of fireworks, she would inevitably be scolded.
"Sir, why don't we go back? You have a noble status, how can you follow these dandies..."
Before Li Jiu could say the word 'fooling around', Xiao Chuhong tapped the armrest of the wheelchair with his index finger. He immediately shut up and pushed him into the room.
The room is filled with the aroma of wine and food, and the wooden utensils are all hollow and carved. The table in the front is for guests to drink, and a beauty couch is placed behind the screen on the left. The door on the right is opened, and there are pear wood tables and tables.
With the four treasures of the study, the walls are covered with calligraphy and paintings, and the bookshelves at the back are filled with books.
Su Zhen and Tang Yinchen were having a great time drinking with the women. Seeing them come in, Su Zhen stood up, walked to Xiao Chuhong with a wine pot and an empty wine glass, raised her hand to pour the wine, and handed it to him.
"Brother Yue, you don't have to be so restrained. Just relax when you go out to play, eh?"
Compared to those women, Su Zhen's smile was even more charming, and her long-drawn-out voice made Xiao Chuhong's heart beat faster, and his usually strong self-control suddenly collapsed.
Seeing that he didn't move, Su Zhen walked behind him, supported the back of the wooden wheelchair with her left arm, wrapped her right hand around his neck, and handed the wine glass to his lips.
Because the two of them were so close, their warm breath sprayed on Xiao Chuhong's ears. His whole body suddenly froze, and he lowered his voice and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"I just want to tell you, General, that no one has ever been able to trick me, Su Zhen."
Su Zhen responded in the same low voice, smiled evilly, and her eyes were so enchanting that everyone, including Xiao Chuhong, lost their minds.
"Brother Yue, why don't you drink it? Do you think the cup is poisonous?"
Su Zhen kept calling Xiao Chuhong "Brother Yue", which made Tang Yinchen's scalp numb.
How did General Xiao offend this little ancestor?
The peach-clothed woman smiled and said, "Sir, you are really good at joking. Sir, our wine at Jiyuefang is not the best in the world, but it is also the best wine. You can have a try."
Seeing that Xiao Chuhong still refused to drink, Su Zhen raised her hand and put the wine glass in front of her lips, as if to test the poison for Xiao Chuhong. As soon as the wine entered her mouth, the wine glass in her hand was suddenly snatched away by Xiao Chuhong, who drank the wine in one gulp.
Su Zhen just showed a proud smile, and her wrist was quickly clasped by Xiao Chuhong's big hand. Before she could react, a pulling force from the front caused her body to lean to the left. Xiao Chuhong pulled Su Zhen directly into his arms, and covered her with his big hand.
I didn't expect my waist to be so slender and as soft as boneless.
Their eyes faced each other, and their gazes intertwined. Unlike Su Zhen's smile, which gradually disappeared, Xiao Chuhong stared at her with interest, his eyes gradually burning.
His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he whispered in her ear, "You want to spread rumors about General Jinghong's masculine behavior, as you wish, but... you don't want to be alone."
Xiao Chuhong's right hand suddenly reached behind Su Zhen's ear. She immediately reacted and wanted to push him away, but Xiao Chuhong's movements were obviously faster. The moment she stood up, he directly tore off her human skin mask.
Tang Yinchen couldn't hold it in anymore and slapped the table and laughed wildly.
The girls in the room looked at this familiar face and were surprised and then shocked, "Su... Mr. Su?! How could it be you?"
Su Zhen, who had stolen the chicken and lost the rice, turned sideways and covered her face, thinking in her mind how to tear Xiao Chuhong to pieces.
"Master Su, Yueniang said that you are prohibited from entering Jiyuefang again within three months..."
Su Zhen took a deep breath, turned around and looked back with a smile, walked to Mu Yao, leaned over and supported the table with one hand, tangled her fingers in Mu Yao's hair, and said in an affectionate voice, "Miss Mu Yao, let alone my son tonight.
But I came here just for you, and with the love we have, are you really willing to kick me out? Besides, you let us in, if Yue Niang knew..."
This scene fell in Xiao Chuhong's eyes, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
Mu Yao looked embarrassed, and then she hugged Su Zhen's arm in a coquettish way, "Sir, what are you talking about!"
"After all, we have come in, so you just pretend we didn't see it." Su Zhen took out another purse and revealed the gold leaves inside, and Mu Yao's eyes suddenly shone.
"Come on, come on, Mr. Su, sit down."
Mu Yao poured another glass of wine for Su Zhen, and she drank it cooperatively. She looked around and landed on a picture of a beauty hanging on the wall.
In the painting, there is a light mist on the river. A woman is sitting on a rock by the river, playing in the water with her bare feet and admiring the lotus flowers in the river. She is wearing a royal blue smoked gauze skirt, her hair is tied up in a bun, and there are a few tender yellow flowers in her hair.
The small flower headdress is pure and tranquil. The jade arms support the rock behind, the sleeves are rolled up, and a blue jade bracelet is worn on the exposed right wrist.
Another girl was wearing a sky blue pleated skirt, with black hair half tied and half untied. She held an oil paper umbrella in her left hand and stood half sideways behind the woman playing in the water. Her figure was lonely and depressed, and half of her face was exposed, and her eyes could be discerned.
In the autumn water, the lips are like cherry blossoms, and there seems to be clear waves flowing in the eyes. The pear dimples at the corners of the lips are full of smiles, and the natural charm is wrapped around the eyebrows.
The inscription reads: 'The beautiful lady, peony silk, is leisurely entwined with tears and pipa music. When the string is broken, the love is deep at the root of the flowers and leaves, and she does not ask about the trivial matters of the past.'
Mu Yao followed her line of sight and said with a smile, "Did Young Master fall in love with this painting?"
"Although this painting is good, it is not as popular as the beauty in the painting."
"Sir, you said you came here for the slave family before, so why are you interested in another girl in front of the slave family?" Mu Yao pursed her bright red lips.
Su Zhen lowered her eyes and smiled softly, "Everyone has a love for beauty. No matter how good the girl next to you is, in my heart she is not even half as good as you, Miss Mu Yao."
Mu Yao smiled sweetly, tapped her shoulder lightly, and glanced at the painting, "Mr. Su, that belongs to our girl Xi Yan. This room was previously arranged by Yue Niang for her to use for painting. Oh, it's a pity to say that.
, why did such a good person disappear?"
When Li Jiu heard this, his eyes turned from Su Zhen to Xiao Chuhong. Could it be that they did it on purpose? But it didn't look like it...
Su Zhen raised her glass and took a sip of wine, and asked, "Didn't you say that Xiyan died because of Qiqi? Could it be that the girl thinks there is another reason?"
"Well, let me tell you, the one who treats Qiqi the best in Jiyue Square is Xiyan. Anyone can kill her, but Qiqi cannot."
"Oh? Why do you say that?"
"When Qiqi first came to Jiyuefang, she had a red birthmark on her face, so she was very unpopular. It was Xiyan who protected her from being bullied by the boys and even helped her cover up the birthmark with makeup.
"
Su Zhen continued, "Miss Xiyan's paintings are worth a thousand dollars, but she uses all the money she earns to help the people. It can be said that a good person does not live long."
"That's right! I heard that even some people in the palace appreciate her paintings very much."
"Really? There are countless famous paintings in the palace. Miss Mu Yao, you are exaggerating." This chapter has been completed!