It was visible to the naked eye that Pei Xingyuan was wilting.
But he still refused to give up this posture and held Mi Xiayao.
"You took my yard and raised a woman?"
"What is your yard? It's you, bribe, my yard."
Mi Xiayao narrowed her beautiful eyes dangerously and enunciated each word clearly.
The man didn't care about the correction because he was in a state of self-embarrassment at the moment.
She quickly noticed the change in Pei Xingyuan's state.
There was no rush to ask Pei Xingyuan to retreat, but he sat calmly in his original position, raising his eyebrows playfully.
"So, Master Pei wants to be my subordinate, right? However, what you said makes sense. If I can capture you and Rong Yuanzhou in one fell swoop, then almost all of these young junior officials in the capital will be defeated by me.
It can be won in one fell swoop, and then..."
She was teasing Pei Xingyuan on purpose, but she didn't expect it herself. As she said this, she accidentally imagined that it was too wonderful.
Pei Xingyuan's anger, which had faded away before, was rising again.
He tapped Mi Xia Yao's chin with one hand and lifted up her delicate and charming face.
The man's deep red eyes were full of warning.
Mi Xiayao was interrupted by his actions.
But that doesn't mean she will let go of this opportunity to make fun of her.
"I will think carefully about what Mr. Pei just said."
"What are you considering, I will be your subordinate behind the scenes?"
"How could I only catch one person behind the scenes? I would naturally recruit a few more."
She raised her eyebrows again, she was really planning to make Pei Xingyuan angry.
"If you co-author with me, you can turn around and fall in love with other men. What is it about me, Pei Xingyuan, that makes you dislike me?"
He bit his back teeth, and his voice almost contained a hint of hatred that iron could not become steel.
The strength of the jaw is getting stronger and stronger.
Dissatisfaction vaguely rose in her eyes, and her patience with Pei Xingyuan's teasing was gone.
Raise your hand and push his shoulder.
Unexpectedly, the other party, as if his head was hot, leaned forward, buckled his head, and pressed deeply.
The scorching heat fell down, like red coals burning on the two people.
She was stunned and stared at the man who was close to her with wide eyes. Because of this abrupt and unexpected action, she didn't know what to do for a moment.
Pei Xingyuan was so bold from the beginning. When he saw that she didn't resist, he bit her in retaliation.
"hiss--"
Mi Xiayao felt this pain, and her originally confused mood was covered by anger.
At this moment, she was really angry.
A familiar operation, lifting the foot to kick the fatal position in one go.
No hesitation at all.
Pei Xingyuan had guessed that Mi Xiayao would do this, and he had a malicious intention in his heart.
Quickly grasping the opponent's ankle with quick eyes and hands, he managed to avoid the fatal blow, but his movement was still a bit late.
Mi Xiayao's kick hit the opponent's thigh hard.
Fortunately, Pei Xingyuan's core strength was strong and his figure did not waver.
The lower body was protected, but the face was not protected.
The sharp wind of the palm and the clear sound of the slap slapped the person's head to the side.
There was a faint tooth mark at the corner of Yin Hong's lips. She wiped her mouth fiercely with the back of her hand, her eyes full of evil.
"I'm not the kind of woman you can say to in a brothel, and don't want her even if you don't want her. What's the difference between you and them?"
She said these cruel words and shouted directly to Song Qiao outside the carriage, and the carriage stopped in response.
The words haven't been spoken yet, but the meaning is self-evident.
Pei Xingyuan had never been so panicked at this moment. He looked at Mi Xiayao and saw that the other person's face was indeed...
Not very pretty.
He paused for a moment and only said, "Sorry, that's not what I meant... I just really want to be your guest on the screen."
The man's handsome expression finally became confused and confused.
He scratched his head and wanted to open his mouth to say something, but felt that his current explanations were of no use.
Finally, under Mi Xiayao's gloomy and indifferent gaze, he got off the carriage.
The carriage sped away, leaving only a cloud of dust behind.
——
Duan Mansion.
"I am here on behalf of my master to question Mr. Duan. When we brought you out of prison to the capital, we did not let your ex-wife humiliate you like this in the capital.
"Otherwise, why would we go to such trouble to give Mr. Duan a position in the first place?"
The man wearing the flying fish suit of Dali Temple crossed his legs, held a pipe in his hand, and took a puff of smoke.
Duan Honglin was sitting at the lower end of the room, with a humble aura that he had never seen before.
He nodded and bowed with a wry smile and said: "If I had known that the Mi family could fight back and come back from the dead, I would not have been so decisive and divorced from that crazy woman."
The man glanced sideways at Adou, who was unable to support him, and sneered.
"Three or four months have passed since we took advantage of Master Duan's wasted connections and money, but Master Duan has not given any value to our master."
He half-squinted his eyes and looked at Duan Honglin with a vague expression amid the clouds and mist.
Duan Honglin's face changed slightly, he didn't dare to sit on this chair.
He knelt down with a clang.
"I heard that Mr. Duan's concubine is pregnant again recently? It looks like she is still pregnant with a boy?"
"What wonderful news, sir."
Duan Honglin smiled apologetically, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and it was a bit ferocious, like he was smiling but not smiling.
The man didn't bother to care whether Duan Honglin was truly loyal to him, so he shook the ashes from his pipe.
The ground was a mess.
"If I don't do something to give my master some feedback this time, I don't know if Mr. Duan can stay in the capital with peace of mind.
"We are not asking too much, and the prince's fortune has not been very good recently. If you don't want to make things worse for others, our master will help you make some snow."
The man said these meaningful words, stood up, and walked away.
Duan Honglin and others walked out of the yard completely, then stood up with staggering steps.
Those words just now were clearly the child in Lin Miao's belly threatening him.
But how could the prince of Daqi, a ninth-rank official in the Ministry of Etiquette, possibly touch...
His eyes were bloodshot and he clenched his hands into fists tightly.
Mrs. Duan, who received the news outside, rushed into the house and felt heartbroken when she saw the messy calligraphy and paintings all over the house.
"Son--"
She wailed miserably, walked to Duan Honglin, clenched her fist and beat her son on the chest.
"It's all that Mi Xia Yao's fault! This shrew who can't even give birth to a child but has a bad temper. Look what she tortured my son to. My son -"
As Mrs. Duan wailed sadly, Duan Honglin looked up at the sky above the yard with a gloomy face.
Yes...he was living comfortably as his Tongzhi in Jingzhou City.
It's all Mi Xiayao's fault that he ends up living as someone else's pawn!