Ming Ruo raised his eyebrows slightly, wondering what kind of evildoer was here to seek death.
Zhao Xing ignored Xia Sheng's obstruction and went directly to the study, took two volumes of framed paintings and walked out.
"Master Ciao, this is a painting framed by the young master himself. You can't take it..."
"What does he know!" Zhao Xing glared at Xia Sheng and strode out.
Xia Sheng has served the young master for many years. He knows that the young master understands everything in his heart, but he just doesn't know how to say it.
Mingruo and Si Haochen listened outside for a while, and both of them knew who this person was - Mrs. Beigong's nephew Zhao Xing. This man was basically raised by the Beigong family. Mrs. Beigong thought that her son was missing.
As a playmate, he brought his younger brother's eldest son to Beigong's house to keep him company with 'Beigong Langyue'.
Beigong Langyue has had an eccentric temperament since she was a child and has not been close to anyone. Naturally, she is not as good at pleasing people as Zhao Xing. Mrs. Beigong also loves her natal family and is closer to Zhao Xing than her own son. Until now, some of them are not familiar with the Beigong family.
Some people thought that Zhao Xing was the eldest son of the Beigong family.
Zhao Xing relied on his aunt's love, and Beigong Langyue couldn't speak. Growing up, he secretly bullied Beigong Langyue. Ever since he found out that Beigong Langyue's paintings were valuable, he would come here every now and then to fight against Beigong Langyue.
At first, I picked up some things that Bei Gong Langyue didn't want and sold them. Later, I picked some paintings that Bei Gong Langyue didn't like and didn't have them framed. Today I just happened to catch up with his 'advancing' and directly took the paintings that Bei Gong Langyue had framed by himself.
Zhao Xing was still thinking about it. Not only were these two paintings large in size, but they were also exquisitely painted. One of them could be sold for 30,000 to 50,000 gold coins, which would be a huge windfall.
Zhao Xing felt happy and came face to face with Ming Ruo and Si Haochen who walked into the yard.
Before Zhao Xing had time to put away the smile on his face, he was distracted by the beauty in fluttering red clothes. He had been hanging out in Qinlou Chu Pavilion all year round and had seen countless beauties, but none of them could compare to the one in front of him.
A fairy-like beauty.
Zhao Xing grinned and stared straight at Mingruo, looking like a mentally retarded person.
Si Haochen held his wife's hand stiffly and tried hard to control himself before slapping the scum in front of him to death.
Mingruo felt that Si Haochen's mood was not right, so he shook his hand and reminded Si Haochen not to be impulsive.
"Why is there a foreigner in Qingqiuyuan?" Mingruo said with a serious face.
When Zhao Xing heard this voice that sounded like the voice of a swallow, his whole body trembled, and he hurriedly smiled and said: "These are my siblings, I am not a foreigner, and I also live in the house. From now on, you will be like Lang Yue,
Just call me cousin."
Mingruo asked Xia Sheng in surprise: "The Beigong family is so casual? Let the young master live in the back house?"
Xia Sheng quickly explained: "No, my cousin lives in the guest house in front."
Zhao Xing smiled and said: "Brothers and sisters don't have to be too close to each other. I grew up with Lang Yue. Although we live in the front yard, we are just like our brothers."
Mingruo put on a serious face and said with the aura of a superior: "Even if we are brothers, there is no reason for the uncle to come and go at will in the sister-in-law's house. I don't care what happened in the past, but now I ask you to respect yourself!"
Zhao Xing's face turned red and white from the rebuke, and he wanted to lose his temper, but seeing Ming Ruo's beauty, he wanted to tease her. There were two little people arguing in his head, and what he showed was that he was stupidly
Wandering in the sky.
"Xia Sheng, see the guests off!" Ming Ruo felt it was irritating to see Zhao Xing act so stupidly.
"No need to give it away, no need to give it away..." Zhao Xing thought that women like to be flattered and flattered. After selling these two paintings, he bought some jewelry and gave it to this beauty. The beauty saw that he was better than that piece of wood that was incomprehensible.
If you are a hundred times stronger, you won't treat yourself coldly...
It would be a waste to have such a great beauty follow a wooden pile, so you should let yourself take pity on it...
"Stop!" Mingruo shouted coldly.
"Hey, my brother and sister are looking for me?" Zhao Xing turned around and smiled very obscenely.
"Young Master Cousin left in a hurry and accidentally took my husband's painting with him."
Zhao Xing tightened the scroll in his arms, opened his eyes and lied: "I asked my cousin to draw this a few days ago, and I promised to pick it up today."
Mingruo looked at Si Haochen: "Husband, do you want to give these paintings to Master Biao?"
Zhao Xing saw 'Beigong Langyue' walking towards him. The coldness in his eyes was a hundred times stronger than usual, which made him feel like the hairs on his body were standing on end. Zhao Xing subconsciously took a step back, and his arms suddenly became less strenuous. He drew a circle in his hand.
It fell into the hands of 'Beigong Langyue'.
"Go away." The voice of 'Beigong Langyue' was not loud, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting Zhao Xing's heart.
Zhao Xing watched helplessly as the fool led the beauty into the study with the painting. The unwillingness and resentment in his heart reached its peak - why should a fool not only have such a noble status, but also be accompanied by a beauty? He is such a smart person.
, but his life is worse than that of a fool. Is God blind?
Zhao Xing stared at the direction the two were leaving for a long time with eyes full of hatred. If his eyes were lethal, he would have punched two holes in the door panel.
Xia Sheng felt that the way the young master looked at the young master and the young lady was scary, so he said anxiously: "Young master, please..."
Zhao Xing glared at Xia Sheng evilly and pushed him to stagger: "Get out of my way, young master!"
Xia Sheng rubbed his sore shoulder. He was happy that the young lady had taken back the young master's painting, but he was also worried that the young master would be detrimental to the young master and the young madam. He was very conflicted in his heart.
Si Haochen and Mingruo walked into the study and put the two scrolls of paintings back into the painting jar.
Si Haochen looked unhappy and thought of finding an opportunity to put a sack on Zhao Xing and beat him up, and blind him at the same time. The way he looked at his wife was really disgusting.
"Don't be upset." Mingruo pressed Si Haochen's mouth into a straight line, pinching the corners of his mouth upward, "He's just a scumbag, he can be easily dealt with."
"Huh?" Si Haochen raised his eyebrows, "What did Ruo'er do?"
Ming Ruo smiled sweetly at Si Haochen: "Hey, you'll find out later."
"Sir, young madam, Mr. Shui is here to give a lecture." Xia Sheng announced outside the door.
"I understand." Mingruo stood up and said to Si Haochen with a smile, "Husband, you should learn from your husband."
Si Haochen pinched Mingruo's cheek and mouthed the word "naughty". Before Xia Sheng led Jun Che in, his expression returned to expressionless.
Ming Ruo saluted Mr. Shui and said, "Thank you, sir."
'Mr. Shui' quickly returned the greeting: "Young madam, you're welcome."
Mingruo walked out of the study and stood in the corridor: "Qiu Shui."
"My slave is here." Qiu Shui put down the kettle in his hand.
"Who among you has the best martial arts?" Mingruo asked.
"It's a slave." Qiu Shui immediately replied.
"Um..." Mingruo was a little surprised by the answer, "What about you?"
"That's Qingfeng." Qiu Shui rolled up his arms and sleeves, as if he was about to fight, "If I want to beat that young master, I can just come here!"
