[Traveling] Attacking Wife Trick

In the backyard of Hamamelis Workshop, the long corridor carved with Baoxiang flower clusters is curved and elegant, and there is a green pool next to it, with fresh green lotus leaves floating in it.Not far away, the Chuisi Begonia is in full bloom, and when it sways slightly, it is just like the wind stirring the world of Jade Emperor Red, and the purple clothes of the Qing Emperor are baked in the sun—a gorgeous and incomparable thing.

Yingcheng led the boy to Yunqilou, which is where Wushuang usually lives.The two teenagers outside the building recognized Ying Cheng and bowed to him.

I thought that Wushuang's situation would not be too serious. After all, although Zhao Tingyun has a bad temper, he is still young and capable, so he shouldn't be too ruthless.However, when he really saw those scars, his faint anger couldn't be restrained and went straight to his heart—that brat is really poisonous enough.

Wushuang's porcelain-like back was covered with purple-red welts, some of which were still oozing blood, densely covered and criss-crossed, truly terrifying.There was no blood on a beautiful face. After seeing Yingcheng, he said softly, "My lord..."

"I'm here." Yingcheng sat on the side of the bed, holding the other's hand, "It's okay... I asked the imperial doctor to prepare some medicines... I have to drink it obediently in a while." Then he turned his head and looked at Wushuang who had been taking care of him. The little boy said, "Xuan Qin, go and pour a glass of water over here."

"This is Baizhi Yushuang pill." Yingcheng fed Wushuang one, and then took some water for him to drink. "After eating this, the wound will heal soon. You should rest more in the next few days."

"I thought... I won't see the lord anymore." Wu Shuang kept her eyes on Yingcheng, with tears slowly looming.

Most afraid of seeing others cry in front of him, Ying Cheng gently covered his eyes, "You are sick, so you can't have big ups and downs."

Xuan Qin said with red eyes, "My lord... you must save Mr. Wushuang." Then, he fell to his knees with a plop, "Zhao Tingyun is too bullying, forcing the young master to drink, play and sing, but to ask him... ..."

Ying Cheng's expression became more and more serious, "What else do you want from him?"

Wushuang stopped weakly, "Stop mentioning it..."

Xuan Qin bit her lower lip tightly.

Yingcheng didn't ask any further questions, but just comforted Wushuang, and after the man finally frowned and gradually fell asleep, he signaled Xuan Qin to come out with him.

"What exactly is going on?"

Xuan Qin told the whole story: yesterday, Zhao Tingyun brought some wedges to the witch hazel workshop, and asked to find Wushuang by name.I don't know how that person knew Wushuang, because the Zhao family is too powerful to offend, so Wushuang went to accompany him.Who knew that Zhao Tingyun would make trouble out of no reason, first asking Wushuang to play the piano for fun, and then forcing him to drink, and what was even more exaggerated, asking for a thousand dollars to buy a night, so that Wushuang and those who came with him would spend the spring night together.Of course Wushuang refused this kind of thing without even thinking about it.

Although the witch hazel workshop is a place of fireworks, Wushuang does not sell himself because he only belongs to Yingcheng.Therefore, he accidentally bumped into Zhao Tingyun, and that's why he whipped him to relieve his anger.

After hearing this, Yingcheng became more and more angry.

"That villain..." Xuan Qin sobbed, "He said he would come again tonight! My lord... what should I do..."

With a sneer, Yingcheng said, "I'm afraid he won't come." After thinking for a moment, the phoenix eyes suddenly turned, and the corners of his lips raised slightly, "Xuanqin, do as I tell you. This time, I will make Zhao Tingyun understand, What does it mean to treat a person with his own way?"

The silver plate is shining, the lanterns are shining brightly, Anping is full of beams, and the long night is still young.

After taking off the bright neon clothes, Wangcheng is not inferior to the bustle of the day at this moment.

There was constant laughter in the workshop, and the sound of the piano was sweet.

Zhao Tingyun was in a good mood. Standing in front of the signboard of the witch hazel workshop, he let out a nonchalant snort.Today he did not accompany those annoying wedges, but only brought two trusted followers.

If you want to talk about why he came to this kind of place, of course it is because Yingcheng also comes here often.Since the end of the spring hunt, Zhao Tingyun hadn't seen Yingcheng for a while, at first he just wanted to try his luck, but he found out something - what is that thing called Wushuang, who actually has a lot to do with Yingcheng.

After seeing the real person, he was very disdainful: the appearance is quite attractive, but it is not a charming appearance.

Unconvinced in his heart, and Zhao Tingyun was already used to being arrogant, so he wanted to punish the other party. Unexpectedly, that person dared to disobey him, and just gave him an excuse to do something, and it happened like that.

To be honest, Zhao Tingyun didn't feel guilty at all, and he often lectured his servants like this.In his view, there is no difference between the two.

He walked into the Hamamelis Workshop from the relatively secluded south gate. After all, he didn't want to be known by too many people when he came to this kind of place, otherwise his father would be angry again.

Xuan Qin waited for a long time, when he saw him appear, his face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly covered up in the darkness, "Young Master Zhao."

Zhao Tingyun snorted, "You are a sensible person, why, your master won't come to greet you in person?"

"Master Wushuang..." Xuan Qin lowered his head and said, "He is waiting for you in the room."

The people in this kind of place are really mean-tempered, why did they pretend to be arrogant yesterday?

Zhao Tingyun turned his head and ordered to the two attendants, "Okay, stay here." Then he went upstairs with Xuan Qin.

Leading the people to the door of the familiar room, Xuan Qin bowed, "Mr. Zhao, please."

Zhao Tingyun squinted at him, "What are you still doing here? Get off."

Xuan Qin retreated in response.

Frowning and looking at the door for a while, Zhao Tingyun wondered whether it would be better for him to push it open or just kick it open?

After a while, his chin raised slightly in disdain, he raised his leg and kicked over, only to hear a "clang" sound, and the door was kicked and shook a few times.

In the room, there was only a single candle light on the table, and the incense in the furnace was faint and intoxicating.

Zhao Tingyun took two steps forward, only to see the light veil hanging by the bed, swaying with the wind, and one person was sitting under the heavy veil, not speaking.The night was too deep, the tulle was too hazy, and the face of the other party was not clear, but the looming smooth fingers and the slender legs under the cloth added a bit of charm to the atmosphere.

I have to admit that this scene of still holding a pipa and half covering my face is very moving, but it's a pity that Zhao Tingyun is a tool, but he is even more upset about it.

"You are quite capable." Stopping in your tracks, you laughed and said, "I admire you for not losing your charm after being whipped so many times."

The other party still didn't speak, and Zhao Tingyun didn't let him go, "Let me tell you, with your lowly status, it's just a daydream to want to follow him into the house. Do you hear me?"

"Damn it!" The repeated silence finally made this bad-tempered young man furious, "Are you dumb! Even if I can't move the one from the Ji family, but you—" said, already walked to the bed He stretched out his hand and opened the veil, but after seeing the person in front of him clearly, he said in shock, "Why is it you!"

"Zhao Tingyun, Mr. Zhao—" Ying Cheng smiled slightly, his phoenix eyes were cold, "How are you doing these days?"

Under the moonlight, her face was even more beautiful than that of the Chuisi Begonia.

"You—" Zhao Tingyun blurted out, "Yingcheng!" He couldn't help calling out his name again.

Yingcheng has an elegant posture, with his right hand lightly resting on the back of his left wrist.His face was as gentle as water, but his voice was as cold as ice, his thin lips parted slightly, and he said, "Presumptuous."

He got up and approached Zhao Tingyun step by step, "Is this king's name anyone can call it?"

Yingcheng was angry.This was Zhao Tingyun's first reaction.

The aura around the other party was too compelling, Zhao Tingyun unconsciously took two steps back, and after realizing his act of showing weakness, he was stunned for a moment, blushing and retorted, "You're screaming, why! You still want to come and teach me a lesson Me!"

"It's rare for you to be smart."

Zhao Tingyun's eyes widened, "If you dare to touch me, my father will never let you go!"

"Oh——" Yingcheng frowned, "Young Master Zhao, why don't you worry about how the prime minister will react when he finds out that you are here." After speaking, the smile disappeared, and he stretched out his hand to grab Zhao Tingyun's arm, his body moved slightly, A force pushed the person onto the bed.

"You, you, you..." Zhao Tingyun stuttered, "What do you want to do..."

"What I'm going to do..." Ying Cheng whispered in his ear, "It's definitely something you are very familiar with."

At this moment, Zhao Tingyun's hands were bound by tulle and hung from the top of the bed rail.He looked at Yingcheng with resentment and fear.

Ying Cheng stood in front of him, tall and straight, but a little careless, holding a nine-foot soft whip in his hand, and the whip tail was soft and floppy, lying on the ground.

"I just want to teach you a truth today, and you should have guessed it."

"You did this to me because of that guy who was singing and drinking!" Zhao Tingyun gritted his teeth angrily, "I'm going to kill—"

Before the last word was uttered, the sound of the whip piercing the air suddenly sounded, which was extremely ear-piercing in the room.

The whip did not fall on Zhao Tingyun, but he was taken aback.

Lifting the man's chin with the handle of the whip, Yingcheng slowly approached Zhao Tingyun, "If you dare to look for Wushuang again, I will let you not live...not die."

"you dare!"

"Do you think I dare not?" Ying Cheng laughed, "I can take off your clothes right now, and let the guests in the front hall appreciate Mr. Zhao's demeanor." As he said that, he planned to pull his waist Lace up.

"...Let go!" Zhao Tingyun's voice was full of tears, "I'm not going to look for him anymore! I feel disgusted if I come here a few more times!"

Although he knew that he had gone too far, Ying Cheng felt that he had to be tough to deal with someone like Zhao Tingyun to be effective.He let go of the other party, and distanced himself a little, saying, "Go and apologize to Wushuang."

The unrepentant young master of the Zhao family reflexively wanted to curse again, and then tried his best to restrain himself.

Seeing him drooping his eyes and not speaking, Yingcheng didn't make any more troubles. In fact, his original intention was to let this person learn a lesson.After throwing away the whip, he walked over to help the other party untie.

"Don't do anything against me, or I will repay you double." Zhao Tingyun finally couldn't hold back a harsh word.

"Go and apologize to Wushuang." Yingcheng didn't look at him, but just loosened the restraint of the man's wrist little by little, and repeated what he said before.

After waiting for a while but not getting an answer, Yingcheng was displeased, and slightly tightened the fingers holding Zhao Tingyun's wrist.

"Understood!" Zhao Tingyun roared, and when Yingcheng let go of him, he rushed out of the room angrily without looking back.

It really is—a nasty brat.Looking at Zhao Tingyun's back, Ying Cheng did something that didn't suit his image: he rolled his eyes at the boundless night sky.