Wei Lang Seducer's Handbook

What do you think Mrs. Hou is doing?I don't want to give birth to Lord Hou, and I keep pretending that I want a child for fear that Lord Hou will find out. What kind of trick is this?

"Master Hou said, let Beizhi watch you drink the medicine before leaving."

Wei Ziqing frowned: "What medicine?"

Zhao Yi beckoned someone to bring up the medicine bowl, and the scarlet liquid smoked white smoke, and handed it to a place where Wei Ziqing could see it.

"Master Hou didn't tell you yesterday? I want to eat "Quzi Soup" today."

Wei Ziqing's face turned pale, his figure swayed slightly, and he almost lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Wei Ziqing's voice trembled slightly: "Where is Song Boming?"

"Master Hou left the house early in the morning?"

Wei Ziqing subconsciously covered his stomach: "No, I won't drink now."

Zhao Yi made a look of embarrassment: "If you don't drink, how can I explain to Lord Hou?"

Wei Ziqing said firmly: "I don't believe it, he said he would accompany me."

Zhao Yi had a sympathetic look on his face: "Master Hou personally went to find the imperial physician in the palace to find this bowl of soup. It doesn't hurt the body and has a quick effect. After drinking it for a quarter of an hour, you can see redness, and it will drain away after a while..."

"Impossible! That's not what he said. How could he hand over his child to others? Let others kill our only child?"

Wei Ziqing took two steps back, making a gesture to close the door.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Zhao Yi rushed forward and blocked the door with one hand.

"Mrs. Hou, is it Master Hou's order? You really don't know?"

Wei Ziqing took a few steps back into the room in disgust, and distanced himself from Zhao Yi, as if he were some kind of monster.

"You go out, you can enter Mrs. Ben's bedroom?"

A faint puff of smoke lingered in the room, and it was impossible to detect it without looking carefully.

With his back turned to the subordinates in the yard, Zhao Yi approached Wei Ziqing, bringing a faint fragrance.

Snake-like sticky and cold eyes looked up and down his secret parts, and the small voice was lewd like a devil: "The dark hall is doing tasks, even the emperor's concubines can go under the bed, what can't you enter in your bedroom, you I can see it clearly with Lord Hou every night, with such a sloppy body, can a man satisfy you?"

Immediately, Zhao Yi stood up straight and stood sideways at the door. Everyone in the yard could still see the warm smile on the face of Vice Hall Master Zhao.

Vice Hall Master Zhao said helplessly: "Sure enough, you don't agree as what Master Hou said. Master Hou still has something to tell you. There will be another child after the child is gone. Please don't be too sad."

Wei Ziqing witnessed Zhao Yi's face-changing with his own eyes, his stomach was overwhelmed with nausea, and he couldn't help retching to the side in a daze.

Wei Ziqing leaned on the table in discomfort: "I want to see Lord Hou, but if I don't see him, I won't drink."

Zhao Yi turned around, exposed his hidden fangs, and licked his lips. His voice seemed to come from hell, and he looked down at Wei Ziqing: "Don't drink? The Marquis said, don't you drink?" Drink, let me force you down."

Zhao Yi raised his hand, made an obscene movement, and his breathing became rough: "Pinch your snow-white chin with your hand, and force you to drink medicine. It's exciting to think about it. When you see red below, I can reach in and help you pull out the womb; my hands are the most dexterous, and I have dissected countless living people, presumably Hou Ye took a fancy to me, so he let me "serve" you."

Wei Ziqing was almost driven crazy by the demon's words. His brain was dizzy for a while, and he could hardly stand up straight. There was even a phantom in front of his eyes, as if Zhao Yi was holding a knife in his hand and was slashing his stomach.

Fragrance got sick.

Wei Ziqing was shocked suddenly, no, he can't just sit and wait for death.

"I order you as the master of the Hou Mansion, get out of my house."

Zhao Yi turned sideways inadvertently, and his face returned to a gentle and honest look: "Our master is only Lord Hou, and we only obey Lord Hou's orders, Mrs. Hou, Lord Hou said, I must order you within half an hour Drink this bowl of medicine."

On one side of the face, it turned into a demon mode again, with a bloody smile: "Otherwise, I will do it myself——"

His stomach ached and he was sweating profusely. Wei Ziqing closed his eyes, took a deep breath and shook his head: "You are lying to me. Song Boming would never say such a thing and let an outsider hurt me."

Zhao Yi showed a mocking smile: "Master Hou has already seen Doctor Ma, Mrs. Hou, why are you still pretending to be noble? I almost lost my way of acting. From today onwards, don't say that you change your mind and want to give it to Hou. Master, even if you beg on your knees, you will not be able to beg for a child."

"Master Hou said, if you drink this bowl of medicine, you will never be able to get pregnant again."

Lord Hou said——

Lord Hou said——

These words hovered in his ears like a magic voice, and Wei Ziqing's hard shell of trust seemed to be cracked open.

Song Boming, did you really misunderstand yourself?That's why I let an outsider torture me like this. Is it because I hate him?

Wei Ziqing's eyes were lost, his stomach throbbed, and he slumped on the ground: "I can explain... I didn't want our child, I didn't act."

Zhao Yi squatted on the ground, reaching out his hand as if trying to touch his face, but he didn't seem to touch it. Wei Ziqing was in a daze at this time, and almost lost most of his consciousness.

I vaguely saw the person in front of me shaking his head, and his voice was vague as if coming from a distance: "Master Hou went to the princess's mansion today to propose a marriage, and he will be a son-in-law soon. If you have a child before the princess, wouldn't you Make the world ridicule."

If Wei Ziqing was in a normal state, he would never be deceived by Zhao Yi's words, but now he seems to be in a daze. Zhao Yi's words are like an imperial decree, every word is so clear and audible, knocking on his heart .

"Why... we were fine yesterday."

Zhao Yi seduced in a slow voice: "Because he doesn't love you at all. When a man has power, he only wants more power. You come from a humble background and can't help him. You are his burden, and you don't even want a child." Waste for him."

Wei Ziqing almost choked with heartache: "But I love him..."

"You love him, and still lie to him? He's playing tricks, and this kind of love deserves to be called love? Your beginning was false, so how can you be sincere in the end?"

Wei Ziqing clutched his stomach, pressed his face against the cold floor, he didn't feel anything because he was most afraid of the cold: "I didn't—it hurts so much, I hurt so much...Song Boming..."

The bright red blood stained his robe deeply, and stuck to the ground. With the twisting of the people on the ground, it painted a large area. Next to it was Wei Ziqing's favorite white carpet. Those who couldn't touch the carpet thought that Wei Ziqing's movements were too large, and he almost touched the edge of the carpet, and there were red spots the size of mung beans.

Zhao Yi didn't notice it, but he also felt that Wei Ziqing was too close to the white carpet, so he subconsciously pushed Wei Ziqing away from the carpet.

The subordinate who was carrying the medicinal soup looked at the tragic image outside the door, and couldn't help showing a look of intolerance.

"Vice hall master, Master Hou said not to hurt Madam, what did you say? Madam became popular without taking medicine."

Zhao Yi turned his head and said innocently: "Madam's fetus is inherently unstable, and you heard it too. Madam always wants Lord Hou to accompany her. Isn't this a temper tantrum? I tossed the child away by myself."

The more the subordinate of Duan Yao thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong: "Don't you want a doctor?"

Zhao Yi walked out on both sides, and was standing on the steps of the door, with an inexplicable expression: "Are you an old man in the dark hall? I heard that you were the shadow guard brought by the hall master?"

The shadow guard who took the medicine had a look of vigilance on his face: "What are you talking about now?"

Zhao Yi touched his smooth and beardless chin: "Is the hall master worried about me? He sent you to watch me?"

The shadow guard didn't understand what Zhao Yi meant: "You are the closest brother of the hall master, why would you send someone to watch you?"

Zhao Yi sneered and gestured with his hands.

The familiar gesture made the face of the shadow guard who was carrying the medicine change, he threw the medicine bowl in his hand, and ran towards the gate of the courtyard, but within two steps, his pupils dilated and he fell to the ground, the dagger behind his back It penetrated deeply into his lungs, and blood spurted out.

All the people in the courtyard seemed to have not seen it, they all stared at the backs of their feet, and their expressions were normal.

One of them seemed to be Zhao Yi's confidant, and the dagger came from his hand.

"Master, do you need another bowl of medicine?"

Zhao Yi glanced at Wei Ziqing who gave up struggling like a corpse inside, and said hesitantly: "Let's make up another bowl. I heard that it is good for Lang Jun's health if he is clean."

Thinking of the boss' methods, this kind words made his closest subordinates shudder.

The medicine came, but Zhao Yi didn't want to force him to drink the medicine as he just said to Wei Ziqing.

He waved his hands to go down and hey.

He himself went to the yard with his hands behind his back, staring at a jujube tree seedling in the yard, wondering what to think.

As soon as he stood still, there was a scream in the room, and the yard became chaotic.

Zhao Yi squinted his eyes and looked at the black-clothed boy who jumped out from nowhere. He shot like a cheetah, and took away the "blood man" in the house in full view.

"Master, I'm going to get someone to chase me."

Zhao Yi turned around lazily, and looked at the jujube tree seedling again: "What is there to chase, you can outrun the nighthawk?"

"Madam Ke..."

"Nighthawk fell in love with Madam, so he kidnapped Madam and ran away from the house."

"Yes."

"Did the medicine go down?"

"Not yet, Nighthawk took the man away."

"Useless things."

Zhao Yi frowned, and then said irritably: "It should be impossible to keep it, let's go, clean up this place."

The confidant hesitated and said: "If Ye Ying took his wife to find Lord Hou, then we--"

Revealed.

Zhao Yi knew what his cronies meant. If Lord Hou knew that he had done such a thing, he would probably tear him into pieces.

Zhao Yi touched his neck with regret: "Nighthawk won't go."

He deliberately said "ma'am" as he passed under the tree watched by nighthawks.

Sure enough, Nighthawk chased him like a dog that smelled meat, and listened to his "task" for his subordinates.

Just like what Wei Ziqing said just now, Nighthawk heard the same thing.

He bet that Nighthawk would take Weizi Qingyuan away and never show his face again.

Zhao Yi stared at the direction where the two of them disappeared for a long time, then turned his head to see that the blood-stained corpses on the ground were clear, guessing that the person had already touched the edge of the capital, and then said: "Order the blockade of the capital, and look for the hostage Hou's mansion." lady."

"Yes."

"Go, enter the palace."

Xiao Yezi took off her cloak and wrapped her arms around the light-hearted Lang Jun who seemed to be flying away at any time, only revealing his pale face.

"Ma'am, hold on, I'll take you to the doctor."

Wei Ziqing's consciousness was fuzzy, and he kept whispering something in his mouth.

Xiao Yezi put her ear close to her, only to hear a word: "Hate."

"I know you hate him, madam—my son, come with me, and I will take good care of you."

Wei Ziqing couldn't hear the sound of the outside world. He was immersed in his own world. I'm afraid only he knew who he was talking about hating whom.

"child……"

"You still worry about what that child will do! He doesn't even want your child!"

Xiao Ye Zi is no longer the ignorant boy he was back then. The first time he felt warmth when he was young and lonely was from the young master.

He still can't forget the steaming bowl of dumplings on New Year's Eve, which was the happiest time in his life.

But the young master always thought that he liked Axiu, because the young master always treated himself as a child, so he would touch his head without any scruples.

He once felt guilty for having such evil feelings for himself. The son's feelings are so simple, but he misses all his tenderness. Seeing the care for his younger brother without impurities in his eyes, he feels even more sad.

Probably only a man like an envoy deserves to be with him.

One was the man he admired, and the other was the man he had a crush on. He didn't dare to reveal anything, but only buried his feelings deeper and deeper.

When he was transferred from the young master's side by Lord Hou, he was actually a little secretly happy.

Could it be that Master Hou has already regarded him as a rival in love?

Yes, just for people to associate himself with the young master with ambiguous words, he was already so happy that he was having fun alone.

He is just so easy to please.

He swore that he would be the shadow of Lord Hou and Young Master for the rest of his life and protect them.

But now... Master Hou is also blinded by the power, so don't blame him for taking the young master away!

Xiao Yezi looked down at Wei Ziqing in her arms, and made up her mind that even if the young master woke up and complained about herself, he would take him away!

He poured out the only pill from the porcelain bottle in his arms, and stuffed it into the young master's mouth. The entrance of the pill was planned, and he felt relieved after watching the young master consciously swallowed it. With this pill, at least the young master's life will not go wrong.

There was chaos around him, and he saw people from the dark hall riding past the downtown area on horseback.

With a slight movement of his feet, he disappeared in place immediately.

Under normal circumstances in the capital, only those who are checked in, and those who are not found out, wait for a young man in the clothes of ordinary people to leave the city gate with his seriously ill wife in his arms.

The people from the dark hall arrived late, got off their horses and issued a notice.

A faint voice came from behind: "Mrs. Hou has been taken into captivity. Immediately close the gates of the city, and those who leave the city will have to search for directions one by one!"

The young man hugged his wife tightly in his arms and quickened his pace.

Xiao Yezi walked very fast, and ran all the way to a place where there was no one, but within two hours, she could already see the smoke rising from the front.

Brother Qing's body in his arms was getting hotter and hotter. Although the blood stopped flowing, but when the cloak was lifted, the red blood stains on the clothes were particularly conspicuous.

Xiao Yezi has also reached his limit, and carrying an adult on his way, obviously has exceeded his limit.

He forced himself to take Wei Ziqing and knocked open a house, begging for a bowl of water.

The old lady who opened the door was an old lady with dim eyesight. Hearing Xiao Yezi's request, she poured out two bowls of water in a very good temper.

"Why are you still hugging your wife? Are you so tired?"

Xiao Yezi's face turned red, and the word "daughter-in-law" confused him: "No, no, we don't have that kind of relationship."

The old lady gave me an understanding look: "Eloped?"

Xiao Ye Zi hurriedly explained: "We are friends, we went out to play together."

"All right, I won't ask you anymore, why don't you talk, little daughter-in-law? Shy?"

Xiao Yezi saw that the old lady didn't listen to his explanation at all, so she stopped talking to waste the time of breath adjustment, and wanted to rest quickly and go on her way.

"Why does it smell like blood—"

The old lady wrinkled her nose and sniffed, Xiao Yezi's face turned serious, she put her hands on Brother Qing's back, ready to run away at any time.

"Ah——is it still the smell of blood that is unique to a pregnant gentleman? Is your wife pregnant?"

Xiao Yezi tentatively asked, "How did you smell it?"

The old lady smiled triumphantly: "Did I guess it right? I have served so many pregnant men. This miscarriage smells like blood. Your daughter-in-law is probably still young, so the smell is light and tasteless. Such a strong smell of amniotic fluid, young man, even if his daughter-in-law is bleeding?"

Xiao Yezi stammered: "I know, I know, I was taking him to see a doctor, but I couldn't walk anymore, so I took a rest."

The old lady withdrew her smile, and her face became serious: "You can't run around here, if you trust me, let me take a look first."

Xiao Ye Zi was overjoyed, and hurriedly put Brother Qing in the old lady's room.

The old lady fumbled under Wei Ziqing's shirt, and called out to the little Ye Zi: "Come here and help take off your pants."

"what?"

"What? What do I think if I don't take off my pants?"

The old lady's eyesight is bad, it is really difficult to take off the pants of a comatose person, Xiao Ye Zi secretly looked at the young master, seeing the young master's eyes closed tightly, she comforted herself that this is not called taking advantage.

She closed her eyes and carefully lifted the young master's body. The old lady pulled down her trousers swiftly and said with a joke, "You already have children, why are you so embarrassed?"

Xiao Ye Zi turned her back almost immediately, refused to take a look, and was speechless after hearing the words.

He wanted the child to be his...

"Can't you keep the child?"

Little Ye Zi couldn't help asking a question when she heard the rustling silence behind her.

"What unlucky words are you talking about? How can you be such a father? This child is strong, and he is still staying in his stomach, not moving at all."

its not right?The Hou Mansion invited a lot of doctors, and they all said that the young master's fetal image was unstable. The whole mansion knew about it, and the housekeeper emphasized all of them to be light-handed.

Not to mention shed so much blood again...

"Really? But I saw a doctor before and said that the child is not safe..."

Although the old lady couldn't see things clearly, she could vaguely see the outlines of things.

"Those male doctors know nothing. They know how to take the pulse every day. The pulse is used to see a doctor. Is pregnancy a disease? Is the pulse accurate? The child is in the stomach, below, how many times have those male doctors delivered babies?" A child? I’m afraid I’ve never seen a sow’s butt.”

The old lady seemed to have a lot of resentment when she mentioned the doctors, and Xiao Yezi swallowed her questioning words, but she still didn't believe it in her heart. People who can't even see the road can be cured?

The old lady seemed to know what he was thinking: "Go out and inquire, and you will know how many children in Mr. Lang's stomach I have rescued before. In his case, go to the doctors to see. The way of abortion is absolutely. has hope."

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