At the feet of the Son of Heaven, there are all hooligans

In the dead of night, Ji Zhuo gently opened the door and looked around. Sure enough, there was a window not far from the corner. He was overjoyed, and walked towards it faster, for fear of being called by Liu Grace.

How could the dignified prime minister fall to such a state?It's so hard to see someone you love.Prime Minister Ji Da was extremely frustrated.

It was just this slight distraction that bumped into the person who had just turned the corner.

The man seemed to be holding something in his hand, Ji Zhuo didn't think too much, subconsciously grabbed the man and moved aside. "Pa—" The thing in the man's hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Is your son okay?" Ji Zhuo asked hurriedly.

The person in his arms stared at Ji Zhuo and shook his head.Only then did Ji Zhuo see the person's appearance clearly. The man's sword eyebrows were drawn into his temples, his facial features were so exquisite that it was outrageous, and his whole face was perfect. Anyone who looked at him would sigh that this man was so beautiful.People with too fair skin are a little sick, but they are romantic.The narrow and long eyes are bright, and it feels like a spring of living water is rushing.

Feng Yitong leaned against the door of her own room, and said lazily, "Brother Ji, then Xiao Jing will be mine!"

The man stuck his head down on Ji Zhuo's body and did not leave for a long time.

Ji Zhuo broke away silently.

Liu Grace also came over after hearing the sound, and seeing this, she hated that the iron could not be made into a steel road, "Let go of me quickly! Good boy! You actually hooked up with another one!"

Liu Graina just wanted that young master to pay attention to his words and deeds. After glancing at the person, she turned to Ji Zhuo and said angrily, "I actually became malicious when I saw that young master is beautiful! I don't know that I, Liu Granny, hate this kind of person the most? No way." , I must write to tell your mother about this!"

After finishing speaking, he pointed the stick in his hand at the person, "How did you get out? I don't believe I can't trap you anymore!"

Ji Zhuo had no choice but to go back to the room angrily.

After dark, Ji Zhuo was still thinking about how to escape.If he didn't enter the palace, the emperor would be angry, and if he got angry, he would have to stay in the dark palace forever, living a life without love, thinking about it would make him feel sad.

As soon as he gently opened the door, he saw the elegant young man standing at the door during the day.Apparently it's been a long wait.

"I'm here to thank the young master." The man said as he walked in.

Ji Zhuo stood at the door, in a dilemma.

"Could it be that the young master doesn't welcome me?" The man sat on the chair beside the table to himself.

Ji Zhuo had no choice but to decide to escape after dealing with this person.

The man looked at Ji Zhuo affectionately, "Does the young master believe in fate? I seem to have met the young master somewhere."

"Master, you are joking, maybe Ji's appearance is common." Ji Zhuo responded calmly, does this person understand what is reserved?

"Really? It seems that Mr. Ji is kind and doesn't know it." The man pursed his lips and chuckled, "Otherwise, how could I fall in love at first sight?"

...Such a blatant confession, Ji Zhuo couldn't help but look at people twice more.He laughed for a while, "Coincidentally, my wife often says that too."

After being frozen for two seconds, the man continued to approach Ji Zhuo, "As the saying goes, a wife is worse than a concubine, and a concubine is worse than stealing, I don't mind—"

While talking, he lightly put his fingers on the man's wrist, "Besides, where can I find someone who knows the cold, the hot, and the interesting?"

Ji Zhuo withdrew his hand, with a half-smile, "It's a pity that Ji is not as good as Long Yang."

The man was choked and speechless.

"Where is the son?" Ji Zhuo asked.

"Zhiyan is from West Shu. He first arrived in Wangcheng. Today, he saw you for the first time. He hit it off right away. We hit it off very well. I wonder if Mr. Ji can play around with Zhiyan as a landlord?" The man felt hopeful again.

Ji Zhuo raised the corner of his mouth, "Ji will buy some gadgets for the young son tomorrow, and the son who wants to come will not be interested."

"My surname is Shang, and my name is Zhiyan." Shang Zhiyan corrected.

"Where did Mr. Shang go all the way?" Ji Zhuo poured someone a cup of tea, "I must have encountered many anecdotes."

"I'm ashamed to say that Zhiyan came to Wangcheng in a hurry and didn't pay attention to the beautiful scenery along the way." Shang Zhiyan looked regretful.

Ji Zhuo suppressed a smile, "Young Master Shang is really a wonderful person."

Shang Zhiyan bowed his head shyly when he heard the words, "As long as he can be with the young master, Zhiyan is willing to do anything."

Ji Zhuo smiled, "Would you like to leave this room?"

"Ji Ji~" Shang Zhiyan blushed, "You are so bad."

Ji Zhuo was struck by Ji Jilei.

"Chunxiao is worth a thousand dollars," Shang Zhiyan gave Ji Zhuo a look, and said shyly, "Ji Ji, be gentle."

"If you spend the spring night with the young master, my jealous wife will definitely not let it go—" Ji Zhuo touched his face and said with a smile, "If you let the young master stay alone in the empty room, wouldn't you be wronged again?"

Shang Zhiyan laughed stiffly.

"Mr. Shang is new here, are you still used to it?" Ji Zhuo brought the tea to his mouth, "Drink some water."

"It's okay." Shang Zhiyan curled his lips.

Ji Zhuo looked at people with a funny face.

Shang Zhiyan felt uncomfortable being stared at, and suddenly wanted to leave.

"Shang Gongzi is really a passionate little fairy," Ji Zhuo held him in his arms and rubbed his temples, "It's just that this skin is uncomfortable to wear. Huh? Hua'er~"

"I don't understand what Young Master Ji is saying?" Shang Zhiyan struggled in his arms.

"This strength is very similar." Ji Zhuo chuckled.

"You—" Shang Zhiyan was about to say something when suddenly there was a lot of movement outside.

Ji Zhuo had no choice but to let go of the person in his arms, and opened the door to find out.

"Don't let that Demon Cult demon get away!" The leader shouted while chasing after him.

Feng Yitong was speechless as he ran, this person must be sick, so why insist that he is the leader of the Demon Cult! ?

Without even thinking about it, he crashed into a guest room, panting heavily.

"Who?" A cold voice sounded from the back room.

The voices of people outside were endless, and words such as the leader of the Demon Cult were everywhere.

Feng Yitong rushed to the inner room and explained, "Listen to me, I'm actually not the leader of a demon cult—"

As soon as the words fell, he was blinded by the eclectic scene in the inner room.

What a picture of a beautiful boy coming out of the bath!This handsome guy has a really...

"Feng Yitong, the leader of the Demon Cult?" The cold voice of the beautiful man interrupted Feng Yitong's train of thought.

"No, no," Feng Yitong waved his hands again and again, "They misidentified the wrong person, son, you must believe me!"

Feng Yitong's voice was full of emotion, what he said was true.

The man snorted coldly, "What's the matter with your eyes?"

Feng Yitong took out the small mirror that she carried with her and took a look. Sure enough, the black eyes that had been well camouflaged turned into a different color at some point. No wonder those people reacted so strongly when they went down to get the wine just now.

"I, I," Feng Yitong wanted to cry, "To be honest, I was drugged..."

The man frowned, pulled Feng Yitong's arm to pull him closer, and stared at his eyes carefully.

"This is not good, I already have a sweetheart." Feng Yitong's heart skipped a beat.

The man just stared and ignored him.

"But I will be responsible for the young master," Feng Yitong drooled, "I don't know the young master's name?"

The man glared at him.

Feng Yitong had no choice but to change her words, "Your surname?"

"My surname is Feng." The man looked at it and said to himself, "It's too similar."

"Seal what?" Feng Yitong continued to be nympho.

"Feng Qingye." The man said impatiently.

"What?" Feng Yitong stepped back abruptly, his expression changed, "It's you, a psychopath, who ordered people all over the world to arrest me!? I tricked you into messing with you?"

Feng Qingye sneered, "It really is you."

"You must be sick. I, Feng Yitong, have no enmity with you!" Feng Yitong pinched the poisoned silver needle in his sleeve.

"Evil sect monsters, everyone can get them and punish them." Feng Qingye said calmly.

Feng Yitong waved her hand, and several silver needles rushed towards her.

Feng Qingye avoided it effortlessly, frowned and snorted coldly, "The Devil's Cult really is the Devil's Cult."

Feng Yitong picked up the chair beside her and threw it at the person.

"Don't move, you have been poisoned by me." Feng Qingye rescued the chair and reminded people kindly.

"Coax the leader like a child—" Feng Yitong suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and sweat dripped from his forehead, "Despicable!"

"It's just treating the person in the same way." Feng Qingye walked towards the person, "If you repent and rehabilitate, I will give you the antidote, and then abolish your martial arts, and let you live a pure life."

"Are you talking about what outrageous things I did? Don't use that attitude of a savior to my leader," Feng Yitong covered his chest, "Since it has fallen into your hands, if you want to kill or cut it, listen to me and respect you." .”

"If you are really stubborn, you don't need me to do it, you will die of poison within two hours—"

"Really?" Feng Yitong sneered, with a coquettish light in his eyes.

When Feng Qingye came back to his senses, there was already a pair of handcuffs on his right hand, handcuffed together with Feng Yitong's left hand.

Feng Yitong moved the chain, "Leader Feng, please stay safe."

Feng Qingye gritted her teeth.

"Leader Feng can cut off my left hand a hundred times," lazily closed his eyes, "By the way, I forgot to remind Lord, I poisoned these handcuffs."

"Oh, what a pity. You didn't die together with my sweetheart, it's an advantage to you." Feng Yitong sighed flamboyantly.

Feng Qingye said coldly, "We exchange antidotes, and then you open the handcuffs."

"It's a beautiful thought." Feng Yitong lowered her head and played with the handcuffs, "I didn't expect the leader to be so afraid of death?"

"Here." Feng Qingye spread his hand, a black pill lay in his palm, "I don't have the consciousness to die with the big devil, it's not worth sacrificing myself like this."

Feng Yitong swallowed the antidote, saw Feng Qingye was still staring at her, and joked, "The leader is so passionate?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Feng Qingye stretched out his hand, "The antidote."

Feng Yitong blinked innocently, "The handcuffs are not poisonous."

Feng Qingye's heart was blocked by a mouthful of blood from anger.

"Open the handcuffs." Feng Qingye took a lot of effort to calm himself down.

Feng Yitong said innocently, "Am I stupid? Without the handcuffs, wouldn't it be easy for you to be the leader and deal with me?"

"It's easy for me to deal with you now." Feng Qingye narrowed his eyes, and clamped his throat with his hands.

"Yes, you are always right." Feng Yitong looked indifferent, "If you want to keep this pair of things forever, Master Feng, there is nothing that can break Xuantian Hantie."

"...What do you want?" Feng Qingye clenched his fists.

"Don't you understand what I want?" Feng Yitong said affectionately, "Naturally it is the heart of the leader of the alliance."

Feng Qingye: "...The big deal is that we all die together."

"You're a gentleman, it's really wronged you to die with a villain like me." Feng Yitong said quietly.

"Actually, the leader still has advantages..." Feng Qingye gritted his teeth.

"For example?" Feng Yitong blinked.

"Resourceful." Sinister and cunning.

Feng Yitong smiled all over her face.

"Peerless elegance." Incomparably coquettish.

Feng Yitong listened very well and smiled more and more kindly.

"...with a kind heart." Feng Qingye racked his brains, racking his brains.

Feng Yitong hooked her fingers towards the person, Feng Qingye reluctantly leaned over.

"Actually, I accidentally lost the key—" Feng Yitong said embarrassedly.

Feng Qingye wanted to beat someone to death.

The author has something to say: Oh, so who is Shang Zhiyan who knows the cold, the hot and the interesting?

☆. Can you die if you talk about love?

There was silence in the room for a while, Feng Yitong said embarrassedly, "Doesn't President Feng wash up?"

Feng Qingye, who had always had a dark face, said calmly, "I washed it before."

"Oh," Feng Yitong warmly invited again, "Then rest?"

Feng Qingye pulled out his sword abruptly, and said coldly, "I'm not in the habit of sleeping with others."

Feng Yitong waved his hands carelessly, "It's okay, I don't despise you." After finishing speaking, he dragged the heavy handcuffs and walked to the bedside, with a sword behind him, wondering whether to cut the person in front or cut it. Feng Qingye in handcuffs.

With the shackles bound, the two had to sleep facing each other.

Not long after, Feng Yitong's voice sounded, "The lord is still asleep?"

Without waiting for anyone to answer, Feng Yitong turned on the heart-to-heart chat mode on his own, "Master Feng kept saying that you are a monster of the Demon Cult, but what are you talking about that I have done that is outrageous?"

Feng Yitong spoke earnestly, "My Demon Cult is just a bit more unruly and eccentric. Everyone is doing it for their own benefit. Don't you decent people have a drop of blood on their hands?"

The people around said nothing.

Feng Yitong rattled the handcuffs, "Hey, talk! Don't pretend to be dead!"

Feng Qingye: "Shut up, you're so annoying!"

"It's so hard to come into contact with the orthodox people at such a close distance, you must give me an explanation!" Feng Yitong insisted.

In fact, Feng Qingye didn't know, these were instilled in him by his parents since he was a child, and he never thought that if one day it would be different?

After thinking for a long time, he opened his mouth and said, "Since ancient times, there has been no balance between good and evil."

"What the hell? Why is my demon cult becoming a cult?" Feng Yitong glared at him with his legs.

"It's well known." Feng Qingye said concisely.

"I can't communicate with you." Feng Yitong twitched her lips, "However, the feeling of sharing the bed with my enemy is not bad, both exciting and exciting."

In another room, Ji Zhuo clung to Shang Zhiyan, one Mr. Shang and one Hua'er shouted, Ye Jinghua felt that she was going to have a schizophrenia.

"How did you find out?" Ye Jinghua was frustrated.

Ji Zhuo is very pleased that the sweetheart is so interesting and knows how to play the game of disguise. After doing this, he will soon be able to play the long-awaited role-playing.

"Hey!" Ye Jinghua poked the servant hard with her finger.

"Know the cold, know the hot, understand the taste?" Ji Zhuo didn't answer the question, but joked, "How can you come up with such a thing?"

Ye Jinghua: "..." It's a bit brain-dead.

"Is there any wife who is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine who is not as good as stealing..." Ji Zhuo couldn't help laughing.

"Ji Ji, be gentle..." Ji Zhuo covered his stomach while imitating others while laughing.

Ye Jinghua kicked it over, and said with a black face, "What's so funny?"

"Hey," Ji Zhuo hugged him in his arms, "Let me hear you again~"

Ye Jinghua gritted her teeth and said fiercely, "Ji Ji!"

"It's not like that, be gentle." Ji Zhuo corrected patiently.

"How did you find out?" Ye Jinghua thought that the disguise was so seamless that it could be seen through, this Ji Zhuo must be a monster!

In order not to hurt others, Ji Zhuo coaxed with a smile, "It's true that there is no flaw, it's just intuition."

"Get lost." Ye Jinghua kicked him.

"Stupid." Ji Zhuo kissed his relatives' hair, "It's all flaws. Xiaolu Chi, I remember every little move of yours, every expression of yours on my heart, I know all your reactions, every inch of you I am all too familiar with the breath..."

Ye Jinghua embraced people docilely, full of emotion.

"The most important thing is," Ji Zhuo held the person's face affectionately, "the skin is not well touched."

After speaking, the corners of his mouth curled up viciously.

The little emperor was so angry that he gritted his teeth, the surname Ji, you can die if you talk about love! ?

"Lady~" Ji Zhuo began to rub his whole body against the person.

"What are you screaming for?" Ye Jinghua pushed him with hands and feet.This person is really going too far, there is no lower limit!

"My wife is looking for her husband from thousands of miles away, and I am very touched by her husband." Ji Zhuo held the struggling man with a graceful expression, "But I am afraid that my husband will not be able to satisfy my wife tonight."

"Very good!" Ye Jinghua tried her best to ignore those strange titles.

"Hua'er, don't be angry." Ji Zhuo patted the person on the back reassuringly, and coaxed, "The teacher said, if you do that kind of thing too much, it will kill you."

"Master is wrong." Ye Jinghua was annoyed, "If you do that kind of thing, you will die!"

Ji Zhuo's eyes sparkled, "You call her Master Mistress, Hua'er really admits that we are a family!"

Ye Jinghua resisted the urge to slap people's faces with her shoes, "Did you listen to me!?"

"You said Master Mistress." Ji Xiang replied shyly.

Based on past experience, Ye Jinghua gave up on entanglement with others on this issue, and changed his tune, "What is the prime minister doing here?"

Ye Jinghua took the small bottle and shook it in front of people's eyes.

"I don't want to know anymore." Ye Jinghua immediately stopped the person from speaking, and lay down on the bed, "Come here, take a rest."

Ji Zhuo obediently lay down and hugged him in his arms, "I went too far a few days ago, here, so I got better medicine from my wife."

Ye Jinghua responded lightly, "Yes." It was a bit too much.

"Although I really like Hua'er's enthusiasm, I like hearing Hua'er's unbearable voice begging for mercy, I like Hua'er's eyes full of mist looking at me affectionately, I like—"

"Don't talk!" Ye Jinghua interrupted, "The Prime Minister is really resigned for not writing a short story book!" While talking, he blushed and bumped the person hard with his elbow, and when his arm touched the person's chest, he was very spineless. Take it easy.

Ji Zhuo smiled and stroked the man's hair, "Now you know, Liu Grace is the teacher's wife, so don't worry about it anymore, Your Majesty."

Ye Jinghua snorted, and suddenly wanted to have a fierce tongue kiss with someone, by the way...

Ye Jinghua was taken aback by her own thoughts.

"Why did Hua'er come to Xiankeju?" Ji Zhuo rubbed his chin on the head.

"It's nothing, I just miss you." Ye Jinghua said lightly.

Unexpectedly, he would say it so bluntly, Ji Zhuo's heart warmed up, and he couldn't help but want to bully others under him.

Liu Grace's words sounded in his head again, Ji Zhuo was entangled in his heart, no, he can't be so beast...

Ye Jinghua was full of anticipation and nervousness in her heart. After waiting for a long time, she didn't see any movement from a certain animal. ?Those surnamed Ji, don't want to hear such words again in the future!

So this night Ji Zhuo endured it awe-inspiringly, and Ye Jinghua snorted and hummed disdainfully.

When they woke up, both of them looked dissatisfied with desire and had two dark circles under their eyes.

On the other hand, when Feng Yitong woke up, he felt that the relationship between him and Feng Qingye was much better.

Feng Qingye exudes a murderous aura, who can tell me how there is such a creature as Feng Yitong in the world! ?Snoring, grinding teeth, talking in sleep, rolling around, sleeping in a very unsteady state, getting up frequently in the middle of the night, sleepwalking after waking up, drawing out his own sword and slashing wildly while sleepwalking... Feng Qingye sneered, someone fell asleep more than woke up To be even more dishonest, Feng Yitong has taken over all the annoying things in this world!

Feng Yitong stretched her waist, and shook the chain with a look of enjoyment, "The leader seems to be not in a good spirit."

Feng Qingye sneered.

"Kiss~" Feng Yitong smiled openly, ready for people to get rid of the bad habit of casually snorting.

"What did you say!?" Feng Qingye frowned upon hearing this.

Feng Yitong thought that he didn't like this nickname, so she wisely changed her words, "Feng Qinye~"

Feng Qingye corrected with a livid face, "Feng Qingye."

Feng Yitong was innocent, "...Feng Qinye."

Feng Qingye had a headache, "Qing."

Feng Yitong studied hard, "Dear."

It didn't look like a joke, Feng Qingye was speechless, "You don't need to call me by my name in the future."

Feng Yitong was in a hurry, but she still said, "Feng Qinye!"

"Have you ever said that you suffer from mouth disease?" Feng Qingye joked gleefully, "I can't pronounce clearly."

"You can't pronounce clearly!" Feng Yitong was furious, and retorted, "I taught all the children in my demon sect! Feng Qinye, you decent people are all blind!"

Feng Qingye pressed his head with his left hand, "Feng Qingye."

Feng Yitong stared at him, "Feng Qinye!"

Feng Qingye just smiled faintly, with an expression of not playing with children.

This expression completely angered Feng Yitong, and he roared, "My surname is Feng, I don't want to be tied to you!"

Feng Qingye shook the chain on his right hand, "Which idiot lost the key?"

Feng Yitong snorted and got up, and when she got up, she saw wreckage all over the floor, and Feng Qingye's unsheathed sword was lying on the ground.

You don't need to think about it to know what's going on, Feng Yitong roared, "This is the style of a dignified martial arts leader!"

Feng Qingye kicked with his foot, and the sword on the ground flew steadily into his hand.

What a handsome play!Feng Yitong disdains, the decent leader is a fool.

Feng Qingye pointed the sword at the person and said, "In just a few hours, Feng has really learned the insidiousness of the legendary leader of the Demon Cult." It was unbearable.

"Are you going to kill someone?" Just because I witnessed you messing up other people's inn rooms?

"Back back, I don't want to be tied to another idiot." Feng Qingye picked up the sword and slashed at the chain.

This was exactly what Feng Yitong wanted.Feng Yitong was standing obediently, afraid that Feng Qingye would be mad and take the opportunity to kill herself.

A familiar voice suddenly came from outside the door, Feng Yitong was overjoyed, and hurriedly shouted, "Xiao Jing!"

The body tilted outwards.

"Are you crazy!?" Feng Qingye hastily withdrew his sword, "Do you know that the Red Thunder Sword cuts iron like mud?"

Feng Yitong ignored him, and ran towards the door excitedly, Feng Qingye stumbled behind, the martial arts leader who had always been well-bred was cursing in his heart at this moment.

Outside the door, Ye Jinghua was keeping a distance from his prime minister in distaste, and it was outrageous to chatter in the aisle!I saw a group of colorful things rushing out from the next room.

Taking a closer look,...it turned out to be Feng Yitong.

Ji Zhuo subconsciously protected his emperor behind him, and looked at Feng Yitong with a warning face.

Feng Qingye stood beside Feng Yitong with a murderous look on his face.

☆、After sharing the same bed, you actually treat me like this

"Xiao Jing, you finally found me." Feng Yitong rushed forward.

Feng Qingye pulled the chain back calmly, and the person who was moving like a rabbit just now was restrained in place, struggling like a trapped grasshopper.

Feng Yitong glared at the people standing behind him.

Feng Qingye ignored the look, put his hands on his chest, and leaned lazily against the door. The heavy iron chain did not affect the beauty at all.

"Xiao Jing——" Feng Yitong stretched his arms hard, trying to reach the person.

"Don't bother the two of you, see you again, Master." After Ye Jinghua said, she gave Feng Qingye an appreciative look. It was amazing, and it was not ordinary people who could fall in love with Feng Yitong.

Ji Zhuo threw down a beating smile, and walked away with Ye Jinghua in his arms.

Feng Yitong gritted her teeth in anger, "Old thief Ji Zhuo!!"

"What's there to show off!" After a long time, he dropped another sentence.

Feng Qingye, who had been ignored for a long time, shook the chain impatiently, "Hey, when can I find the key?"

Feng Yitong was depressed, "Don't bother me!"

"What kind of bad attitude is this?" Feng Qingye frowned.

"I just fell out of love and you still have the nerve to ask me and Sheng Xiaoyu to talk to you as the leader of the alliance!?" Feng Yitong spit out a series of words in one breath.

"What does your broken love have to do with me?" Feng Qingye shook the chain calmly, "Open this."

"Not in the mood." Feng Yitong spat out three words.

Feng Qingye grabbed the man's wrist coldly, "My patience has a limit."

"You're unhappy just because I have another man!?" Feng Yitong glanced at Feng Qingye disdainfully, and shouted, "What's the trouble!?"

People in other rooms pushed open the door and looked this way.

Feng Qingye felt that he had never been so embarrassing in his life, so he decisively covered his mouth, and dragged the person who was trying to yell twice into the room.

"Can you be a dignified leader of the martial arts?" Feng Yitong pointed at the person with righteous indignation.

Feng Qingye slapped his hand coldly, "If I had no heart, you would have gone to see the King of Hades long ago."

"After sharing the same bed, you actually treated me like this!" Feng Yitong bit her lower lip, her eyes turned red instantly.

Feng Qingye had never seen such a person in the first half of his life, so he was stunned for a long time before saying, "...Feng Yitong, you are crazy."

"You can abandon me from beginning to end," Feng Yitong slowly put his hand on his lower abdomen, his voice was full of emotion, "but how can you bear to abandon the child?"

Feng Qingye: "..."

"He's still so young—" Feng Yitong took Feng Qingye's hand and stroked her stomach.

Feng Qingye's heart was weak: "...If you have something to say, say it well."

Feng Yitong picked up the cup on the table to moisten her throat, while thinking about how to deal with Feng Qingye, she slandered that she was not as interesting as my little Jing, if she did this to Xiao Jing, Xiao Jing would definitely throw down the stack of banknotes calmly, Let me take the child away incognito.Or squint his phoenix eyes and ask in a cold voice who he had an affair with, and by the way enjoy a bowl of saffron to kill the child.

The cooperation is so dedicated, so it is good to know the cold, the hot and the interesting.

At this time, Ye Jinghua, who knows the cold, knows the hot, and understands the fun, is yelling at his prime minister, "It's so dirty, stay away from me."

Ji Zhuo shamelessly said, "How could it be? My body is full of Hua'er's breath."

"Hua'er smells the best," Ji Zhuo buried his head in his neck, and took a bite, "It's also delicious."

"What are you doing so well?" Ye Jinghua disliked it so much, could it be any more disgusting!

"What do you want to say to trick me here?" Ye Jinghua pushed and asked.

"The one just now was the leader of the martial arts alliance." Ji Zhuo instantly recovered his seriousness, and there was no pressure at all to change from a naughty person to a beloved Ji Xiang.

Ye Jinghua's face turned dark, "Did you drag me to the alley just to say this?"

"Otherwise?" Ji Zhuo approached with a wicked smile, "What else does Hua'er want to do?"

"Change back." Ye Jinghua picked her chin.

Ji Zhuo turned back to serious in an instant, looking like he was on standby.

The noise of the market is more or less humane, the noise of the tea house and music hall is mixed with a little elegance, and the noise of the casino is a farce that brings together all kinds of ugly things in the world.

The air was filled with the stale and rotten smell, and there was the sound of dice rattling everywhere, mixed with hoarse and hoarse shouts, "Open big!" "Open small!"

There was another burst of whistles and applause around, the winners were overjoyed, and the losers rolled up their sleeves unconvinced and continued.

Ji Zhuo took out a dice from his cuff and shook it in front of people's eyes, "Can you play?"

"Prime Minister has dice with him?" Ye Jinghua raised his eyebrows.

Ji Zhuo didn't answer, just tossed the dice up casually, and when the dice fell, six o'clock landed firmly on the top.

Then they threw five points, four points, and three points in turn like a show of skill...

"What is the prime minister studying all day?" Ye Jinghua snorted, took the dice and tossed it lightly, and also threw a six, "Cut, who wouldn't?"

After speaking, he squeezed towards the place with the most people.

There are a lot of bets piled up in front of the people on both sides of the gaming table, including jade, silver tickets, and broken silver.

"Big! Big!" The people around shouted in unison.

The man in silk and satin was all smiles on his face, and he threw a stack of banknotes on the table, "Master, I'm sure I'll win."

There was a round of applause.

As soon as the dice were rolled, the man looked at his own, and then at the opposite side, his face suddenly changed, he slapped his hand on the table, and said in a foul voice, "You fucking kidding me!?"

The person opposite said calmly, "Boss Jia, I am willing to admit defeat."

"Go and find Xu Ziqi!" the man roared, "What are you showing? I, Jia Ren, have thrown a lot of money at your place. Even if Xu Ziqi is an oiran, he should show his face."

"Boss Jia, this is our law here, I hope you are willing to admit defeat." The man behaved well.

"How can you be a servant to speak, call your boss over here!" Jia Ren refused to let go, and had a tendency to throw the table over.

"Boss Jia is deceiving people too much." A cold voice came.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated, sweating for that man.Who doesn't know that Jia Ren is a famous local ruffian and has been making trouble here for several days. Who dares to take care of this matter?

"Who the hell is blind, dare to speak disrespectful words to me!?" Jia Ren turned his head to look at the person, and after seeing the speaker's appearance clearly, the fierceness dissipated instantly, and asked with a salivating smile, "Mr. Xu?"

Ye Jinghua sneered.

"No matter what," Jia Ren looked confused, "My lord, you followed me, why should I bother looking for that Xu Ziqi again?"

As soon as the words fell, the head was hit hard by the flying unknown object, and when he held it in his hand, it turned out to be a dice.

"The other way around, who the hell attacked me!?" Jia Ren was so angry that he looked around and found that everyone was the same as usual.

Jia Ren, who had suffered from being dumb, clenched his fists, cursed secretly, and had no choice but to tell his followers to keep an eye on the surroundings.

In a blink of an eye, he smiled at Ye Jinghua again, "My lord, how about you follow me? From now on, it's not a problem to eat hot and drink spicy food."

"You deserve it too?" Ye Jinghua said coldly, and picked up the dice on the table to play with.

"Haha," Jia Ren clapped his hands, "I just like those with a strong temper—ah——"

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was hit hard by a dice again.

"Who!" Jia Ren looked around, but also found no suspicious person.The thought of being so embarrassing in front of the beauty made him furious, and he slapped the attendant next to him backhandedly, cursing "trash!" before calming down.

Seeing this, Ye Jinghua frowned.

Jia Ren saw people frowning with a certain flair, and was thinking of making a fool of himself, but after thinking about it, he was afraid of making a fool of himself, so he had to endure it.

Seeing that people are well-dressed, they don't look like people who frequent such places, Jia Ren said, "Well, if the young master wins me, I, Jia Ren, will go out from here, if the young master loses, then--"

Jia Ren was afraid of taking another dice, so he had to give someone a knowing look.

"Boss Jia has nothing to prove." Ye Jinghua said flatly.

"Me!" Jia Ren gritted his teeth and scolded the people around him, "Listen, if I lose in a while, I will throw me out no matter what happens! Did you hear that?"

The attendants clasped their fists tremblingly, "Yes."

"Young master doesn't come here often?" Jia Ren shook the dice while striking up a conversation.

"Never been here." Ye Jinghua didn't even look at anyone, just rolled the dice and buckled it.

Jia Ren was overjoyed, swallowed the beauty that blurted out abruptly, and explained to others like an expert, "It's not like this—"

After speaking, he turned in a circle, muttering words, "Heaven is spirit, earth is spirit, the spirit power of the four directions is about to manifest, the king of heaven covers the ground tiger, the pagoda suppresses the river demon, Amitabha Buddha in the south, Tathagata Buddha in the west..."

At the same time, his hands were not idle, and he shook the dice.

The attendants on the side stomped their feet to help others.

Jia Ren insisted on spinning the dice more than a dozen times before stopping. Dizzy, he buckled the dice and said out of breath, "I, I'm sure to win!"

After finishing speaking, he opened the dice and was delighted to take a closer look. He casually grabbed the hand of a person next to him and tears filled his eyes, and wiped the tears from his nose all over his body. He was so excited that he couldn't even utter a complete sentence, "I... I've never driven such a big..."

Ye Jinghua suddenly wanted to rub in his prime minister's arms, but Ji Zhuo was normal.

Poor Ji Xiang can only have an image in his emperor's heart at this time.

Here, Jia Ren is celebrating this unprecedented success with his family's entourage. When Ye Jinghua opened it casually, the onlookers couldn't help sweating for this poor young man. Alas, such a good-looking young man followed Jia Ren in the blink of an eye. This kind of scum~

Ye Jinghua calmly leaned forward to take a look, but...doesn't understand.

Forced by Jia Ren's despotic prestige, everyone who has been suppressed for a long time applauds, this young man is really a god, it is the first time he can play so big, it is probably because of the help of heavenly soldiers and generals, he hides his secrets, hides his secrets !

Everyone tacitly developed a kind of worship for Ye Jinghua, and at the same time believed that only by visiting the casino less could they be blessed by God.

Ye Jinghua glanced at Jia Ren's attendant and reminded, "Throw it out."

Jia Ren threw the dice on the table and yelled at the attendant next to him, "What are you still doing!?"

The entourage silently lifted up their master and walked out, "Oops," Jia Ren's painful voice soon came, "Why the hell are you throwing it so hard!?"

Seeing that the crowd tended to throw the hero Ye Jinghua up to celebrate, Ji Zhuo silently pulled him out of the crowd and dragged him to an empty corner.

"What are you trying to do?" Ji Zhuo squeezed his hands helplessly.

"Is it the king's land in the whole world?" Ye Jinghua didn't shake off, letting others pinch her.

"So," Ji Zhuo chuckled, "If you lose, you plan to deny it, and use the king's law to suppress others?"

Ye Jinghua didn't say anything, and acquiesced honestly.

"Fun Lord." Ji Zhuo nodded his nose.

"Shadow." Not to be outdone, Ye Jinghua said, "Don't think that I don't know that you've done something secretly."

"If I don't change the dice, my sweetheart will run away with someone else~" Ji Zhuo said quietly.

"No way, I'm so wise and powerful." Ye Jinghua turned her head and snorted.

"Yes, your majesty is wise and powerful," Ji Zhuo coaxed, "If you win, you have to be merciful, and if you lose, you will be bullying."

Ye Jinghua became angry from embarrassment, "How can you be despicable?"

"Isn't it? The emperor likes me the most despicable." Ji Zhuo rubbed against his face.

Forget it, Ye Jinghua closed her eyes,