How great was the feeling of living off a woman?
The continuous mansion, the richly ornamented buildings, the beautiful maids, the chattering of orioles and swallows, and the little rich woman sitting on all of this is the young miss of the marquis's mansion who dreams of marrying you. As long as you agree, all of this is yours!
Although this kind of beautiful young miss's routine, for the knowledgeable and knowledgeable Sun Lang, was already an outdated joke that he had only seen when he was young. What web novel, what dating game, what cartoon, there were not too many people talking about this, but when he actually experienced it once, he discovered … … Aiyo, it was really f * * * ing interesting.
Now, he brought a domestic cow spirit, a domestic chrysanthemum monster, and a domestic sister-in-law from the Fishing Immortal House, accompanied by Miss Zhao happily, to the Marquis' Jingan fu. Zhao Feihuang had already swept away the previous worries and haze. In her view, since Sun Lang was willing to accompany her to face everything together, even if there was a storm and stormy waves in front, there was nothing to be afraid of.
So she pointed at the continuous mansion in front of her, the respectful servants, and the huge wealth and power represented by the signboard of the Marquis' Jingan fu, and smiled, "Sun Lang, all of this will be yours in the future!"
No matter what, Dongfang Xin was Chao Po-tao's younger sister. Zhao Yunlong was the General of Song Province, a military officer of a region. Her reputation and power represented wealth and wealth, even more than that of the Marquis' Jingan fu. But although Zhu Ying was a monster, he was also a chrysanthemum monster. The first time he saw such a magnificent mansion, he was really excited. He pulled Dongfang Xin's hand and ran into the Marquis' Mansion, as if he was taking a stroll in the Grand View Garden.
And when Zhang Yinluo heard this, he resentfully said, "Hmph, what's so great about it, my family is about the same as yours!"
In front of Yinluo, Sun Lang sensibly did not respond to Zhao Feihuang's words. For an outstanding person in society, how to flexibly use an MBA to manage a large harem was a necessary accomplishment and skill. In this case, he chose to change the topic and said in surprise and joy, "Really? Yinluo, look, we've been here before …"
He also made a fuss and ran in, as if he was taking a stroll in the Grand View Garden.
Zhang Yinluo snorted again and met Zhao Feihuang's gaze. The two of them glared at each other for a while before walking into the marquis' estate together.
In the beginning, Yinluo was not willing to come … … Sun Lang wanted to move into Marquis Jingan fu to stay for a few days, completely to let Miss Zhao feel at ease and deal with the imperial envoy with her. This was also understandable.
But he also had to move into Zhao Feihuang's Marquis Jingan fu. He really had a strange feeling. Thinking about it, the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.
Afterwards, it was Sun Lang who kept pestering him and Zhao Feihuang who fanned the flames from the side with an expression of, "You better not come, I want to live happily with Sun Lang" that Yinluo angrily packed his clothes and sat together on the carriage to the marquis' estate. These few days probably won't be peaceful … … she thought.
The girl walked into Marquis Jingan fu. Looking at the familiar main door, looking at the familiar gatehouse, her mind suddenly thought of what had happened before … … The case of Qin Yu's disappearance, it was her who thought of ways to get rid of Sun Lang's help, overcoming various obstacles and investigating all the way to Marquis Jingan fu. It was also here that Sun Lang did not disappoint her expectations and trust, beautifully resolving all the matters.
So fast … … at that time, I would never have thought that I would have such a wonderful relationship with Sun Lang now … …
At the start, I only felt that he was a mischievous scum, a cold-blooded and heartless scoundrel. Afterwards, I felt that he was a scoundrel scoundrel who had some ability but had unique hobbies. Afterwards, my impression slowly changed and I gradually understood him, understood his personality, understood his story … … All of this, in the final analysis, it was fate that had been formed in the marquis' estate … …
Thinking of this, the girl's lips revealed a moving smile. Looking at the familiar scenery, her heart inexplicably jumped for joy. That's right, it's because I left behind many memories here … …
Sun Lang's voice came from the front: "Yinluo, quickly come and look, it's this reception pavilion!"
That's right … … Yinluo's smile became even gentler. This fellow, is also like me, remembering these memories … …
"This is the place where you threw your shit!
But the floor and everything else were all changed!
And here!
Over there!
Do you remember, the people standing here at that time were all drenched, tsk tsk tsk tsk … … "
Zhang Yinluo's smile immediately froze on her face, as if her body was weathering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The housekeepers, maids and servants who were respectfully standing around, although they still had a humble appearance, Zhang Yinluo could faintly feel that there were subtle gazes directed at her from all directions. With a buzzing sound, the girl's vision turned black, then she expressionlessly pulled out her blade, an angry roar resounding through the air of the Marquis' estate: "Don't throw the blame to me, you bastard!"
After a period of chaos, Miss Zhao personally took care of cleaning up the rooms for these people. Originally, she wanted to arrange the furthest and most remote woodshed for Zhang Yinluo as a matter of course, but after being glared at by Sun Lang, Miss Zhao was like a little daughter-in-law as she aggrievedly arranged an exquisite independent courtyard for these young girls. As she arranged, she used her sleeve to wipe her tears, pretending to cry: "Sob sob sob, my husband brought these women home, not only can I not be angry, but I also have to pretend to be very tolerant and magnanimous, personally taking care of their basic necessities, doing everything possible to please my husband, not letting him think that I'm jealous … …"
She pretended to cry for a while, then raised her head to glance at Sun Lang, pitifully saying: "Husband, seeing that this concubine understands the big picture, can you let this concubine soak in some rain tonight … …"
Sun Lang was just about to flatly refuse with the identity of a good man who viewed women as dirt, but from Miss Zhao's more elegant way of speaking, he realized one thing, and couldn't help but sink into deep thought: soak in some rain. Speaking of which, if I use my Qilin arm to cast the magic of life to shoot out a dream, if I spray it onto a girl's skin, will something happen … …
Oh my god, I seem to have discovered something … … Eh, I didn't think of this before, and I've never tried it before. Fuck, I'm so curious, so curious … …
When Sun Lang thought of this, in addition to the fact that he wanted to maintain his best condition and his greatest love for Yin Luo when he saw her, he didn't masturbate for the past few days. His churning desire merged with his lustful thoughts, causing his thoughts to become even more restless.
He rubbed his chin and pondered. At the same time, he placed his scholarly gaze on the few people present. Dongfang Xin was too young, and for Old Zhao's sake, he didn't want to destroy children.
Zhu Ying … … Well, this monster's intelligence was only half developed, and his mind was not mature. According to the customary rules of the world of dead otakus, it was illegal to rape a retard.
And Steward Xu … …
Steward Xu had always been on guard against Sun Lang. From the bottom of his heart, he thought that this guy was very lecherous. Feeling Sun Lang's terrifying gaze, he couldn't help but take a step back, and said in a stern and vigilant voice, "What do you want to do?"
But before her gaze could turn to Zhao Feihuang, Miss Zhao seemed to have realized something. She was startled at first, and then a gentle smile appeared on her face. She took two small steps forward, and with her hands behind her back, she leaned out and faced Sun Lang, smiling like a flower, and said, "Sun Lang, what do you need me to do?"
"I say … …" Zhang Yinluo, who was in a bad mood from the beginning, suddenly showed a gentle smile, and said with a smile, "You guys, what exactly did you come here for?"
Hearing this tone, Dongfang Xin and Zhu Ying, who were still sitting on the side and playing around, instantly looked forward. They sat up straight, and their expressions were serious. And Sun Lang also immediately showed a righteous expression, waving his hand, "That's right, everyone. The reason we came to Marquis Jingan's fu is not to enjoy the decadent life of feudal nobility, but to … …"
He thought for a bit, and then pointed a finger to the sky, and said with an imposing aura, "Enforce justice on behalf of the heavens, kill the imperial envoy, and rebel!"
The atmosphere sank into awkwardness. Everyone's gaze was very gentle, and in the gentleness, there was a trace of tolerance and pity.
Sun Lang angrily said, "You guys don't believe me, right?!"
"I believe, I believe, I believe!"
This time, even Zhang Yinluo couldn't sit still. Everyone persuaded and coaxed, and finally dispelled Sun Lang's idea of "Believe it or not, after killing the imperial envoy, I will kill my way into the imperial capital and take the position of the bird". Under the envious and jealous gaze of Zhao Feihuang, Zhang Yinluo nonchalantly grabbed Sun Lang's arm and pressed him down on the chair, coaxing, "Okay, okay, let's talk about business, don't make trouble … …"
"Every time I see it, I'm thinking … …" Dongfang Xin looked at Zhang Yinluo's jade hand on Sun Lang's shoulder, and whispered, "She can't be a man, right … … Why is she fine … …"
Zhao Feihuang bit his handkerchief. He first glanced at Xu Qingluan's chest, then at Zhu Ying's chest, and finally at his own. He was quite frustrated and said, "Why, why on earth … … Is it that the bigger the chest, the stronger the resistance … I don't want to give up … …"
On this side, Zhang Yinluo finally persuaded Sun Lang. The hero who enforced justice on behalf of the heavens and despised the imperial envoy said angrily, "Forget it, for Yinluo's sake, let the dog emperor go first."
"Yes, yes, yes, you're the best, the best."
While coaxing Sun Lang, Yinluo wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and looked around. Fortunately, there were only his own people here … … Alas, this guy, I don't know what kind of hatred he has against the imperial court. He slandered the imperial court every day, insulted the imperial family, and always bragged, as if he could really kill his way into the imperial city with his own strength … …
Sun Lang, however, did not know what she was thinking. He snapped his fingers and said, "Well, back to the topic. Since everyone is unwilling to kill the imperial envoy, let's change the way and the way of thinking. In short, everyone has to be on high alert and concentrate on dealing with the central inspection team who came to Mingzhou to investigate this time. According to my personal little experience, this central inspection team is the most difficult to deal with, so we must deal with it carefully …"