Chapter 224 The Matchmaker

Wang Pu walked behind the screen with his hands behind his back, and saw that the hot water in the bathtub was ready, the air was filled with a faint water vapor and the fragrance of roses.

A faint warmth rose from the corner of Wang Pu's mouth. Although this pretty girl, the young lady, is not as beautiful as Chen Yuanyuan, is not as talented as Liu Rushi, and is not as charming as Liu Qingyan, the pretty girl also has the strengths of a pretty girl, that is, her considerate and gentle and charming.

The young lady is actually very strong, but in front of Wang Pu she is even softer than a kitten. This is the greatness of the Creator and the magical charm of love.

"Mr. Marquis, are you back?"

The sound of light footsteps sounded, and a joyful voice sounded behind Wang Pu.

Wang Pu turned around when he heard the voice. The young lady was already standing in front of him. Wang Pu suddenly had an illusion that his eyes lit up. Today's young lady seemed a little strange than before, but when he looked closely, he didn't notice anything strange. In addition to his fair pink face and a bright and beautiful eyes, he was also the pretty girl that Wang Pu was familiar with.

Under Wang Pu's burning gaze, the young lady couldn't help but lower her head, and the Su Nu scriptures taught by Liu Qingyan to her could not help but float in her mind. Her pretty face, which was already a little flushed, became even more red, just like ripe duckweed, delicate and beautiful.

"Ten Mom."

Wang Pu's desire was quickly aroused, and he stretched out his hands to the young lady, smiled and said, "Come on, let's wash together."

"Mr. Marquis, the water is a little cold. I will go and have some hot water."

The young lady ran out of the screen like a frightened little rabbit. She didn't forget Liu Qingyan's advice. Before she could even light the scent of Hehuan that Liu Qingyan gave her, the young lady ran to the outside room and lit the scent of Hehuan that Liu Qingyan gave her. Then she ran to the kitchen with endless joy.

Wang Pu shrugged, thinking to himself, what happened to this little girl, Neng Mom? It was mysterious?

Turning to the outside room with some boredom, Wang Pu suddenly smelled a strange fragrance and couldn't help but exclaim: "Hey, what kind of fragrance is this? It smells quite pleasant."

In a blink of an eye, Wang Pu saw the crane-mouth stove placed in the wing room. A stream of green smoke was coming out. Wang Pu came to the blue smoke and sniffed it hard. He felt the fragrance was so refreshing that he felt refreshed. He couldn't help but shake his head and said, "When did this little girl learn to hide her privately? She actually brought such a top-notch sandalwood with her?"

"Swoosh...du!"

When Wang Pu was genuinely evaluating the fragrance, a cold light suddenly shot through the window paper with a whoosh and then nailed it to the lintel of the bed.

When Wang Pu looked back quickly, he saw a willow-leaf dart inserted into the lintel of the bed. The dart was wearing a piece of letter paper, and the red tassel on the tail was still trembling without wind. Wang Pu swallowed back the loud shout that rushed to his mouth. He was not unfamiliar with the willow-leaf dart and the red tassel. This was clearly the dart of the Red Lady.

Wang Pu stepped forward and gently snatched the willow slap, opened the letter and looked at it quickly, and his face changed drastically. He raised his foot and left the wing room.

Just as he walked to the front yard, he met Lu Liu head-on. Lu Liu said in surprise: "Mr. Marquis, where are you going?"

“Where to go?”

Wang Pu snorted lightly, wanting to scold Lu Liu a few words, thinking to himself, what kind of food are you, the captain of the guard, and you can't even know it. Fortunately, this person is Hong Niangzi. If he were an assassin, I would still have life? But then I thought that Hong Niangzi was very skilled in martial arts and his light skills were particularly good. It was normal for Lu Liu and the guards to find out that she was not noticed, so I gave up.

Wang Pu sighed and said in a low voice: "Speak quietly, follow me to Yuelai Inn."

"Yuelai Inn?" Lu Liudao, "Do you want to call a few people?"

"No need." Wang Pu whispered, "Just go with me."

"Ai."

Lu Liu responded, lowered his head and followed Wang Pu out of the inn, and headed straight for Meng Yuelai Inn.

In the backyard of the inn, Neng Niang excitedly carried a bucket of hot water into the wing room, but when she arrived at the inner room, she saw that there was Wang Pu's figure there? Neng Niang shouted several times, but she didn't see Wang Pu respond. Neng Niang thought something had happened to Wang Pu, so she rushed to the front yard to find Lu Liu, and only then did she know that Wang Pu had just taken Lu Liu out. The left-behind guards said that the Marquis seemed to have something urgent.

"Is there an urgent matter?" The young lady's little mouth had already pouted, "It's so late, what else can I have urgent matters?"

The young lady turned around three times in one step, returned to the wing room in a depressed mood, and then she turned off the fragrance of Hehuan given to her by Liu Qingyan. Wang Pu had gone out, so why are you still lit the fragrance of Hehuan?

Yuelai Inn, backyard room.

The red lady in plain clothes was staring at the picture "Wenjun Dang's House" on the screen in a daze. To be honest, this painting "Wenjun Dang's House" was not very good, and at most it could only be considered a third-rate work. But what made the red lady so fascinated was the love story told in this picture.

Zhuo Wenjun was a famous talented woman in the Han Dynasty. She was beautiful and good at music. After losing her husband and becoming a widow, many celebrities had courted her, but she chose the poor scholar Sima Xiangru. Zhuo Wenjun's father, Wangsun, was of course fiercely opposed to this marriage, but Zhuo Wenjun, who had decided to elope with Sima Xiangru overnight.

Because Sima Xiangru's family is poor, Zhuo Wenjun had to open a wine shop and sell wine in a trunk. Sima Xiangru acted as a trunk shop. The two men and women followed each other. Although they were poor, they were willing to live like this. This picture of "Wenjun Ding Fang" is like this. Zhuo Wenjun's paint was washed away and his clothes were coarse, but he could not hide the joy that appeared between his eyebrows.

Looking at Zhuo Wenjun who was so sweet that he was selling wine on the screen, Hongmao couldn't help but think of herself. She was as beautiful as a flower, as young as a young man, and as new as a "Wenjun". However, Zhuo Wenjun in the painting could remarry her husband, but she Hongmao did not have the power or the mood.

After Li Yan died, Hong Madam felt that her heart was dead.

Thinking that Zhuo Wenjun could be with Sima Xiangru and his wife, but he and Li Yan were separated by yin and yang, Hongma couldn't help but cry like rain.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

The Hong Madam hurriedly stopped the sad voice, wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and asked in a cold voice: "Who?"

"Miss Red, it's me."

Wang Pu's familiar voice sounded outside the wing room.

Hong Niang's mood suddenly became uneasy. This time she left Henan to find Wang Pu. Hong Niang's mood was actually quite complicated.

On the one hand, Hong Niangzi is Wen Jun's new widow. Before Li Yan's blood hatred was avenged, she traveled thousands of miles to meet Wang Pu in private. What's more, Wang Pu and her had an ambiguous relationship, so they had a very secret meeting with Wang Pu. This made Hong Niangzi feel a strong sense of guilt, and she felt sorry for Li Yan's undead.

Although Li Yan had already divorced Hong Niang and had written a divorce letter, Hong Niang always regarded Li Yan as her husband.

But on the one hand, Hong Niang really doesn't want to see Wang Pu killing.

The reason in this is very complicated, so complicated that the Hongniangzi didn't want to think about it or face it. She could only imply that she could not imply that even if a person like Li Zicheng became an emperor, it would not be the blessing of the people of the world. Only Wang Pu could let the people of the Ming Dynasty live a good life, so Wang Pu could not have any trouble.

With a "squeak" sound, the door opened, and Wang Pu and Hong Niang looked at each other.

Wang Pu found that the Hongniang was obviously clearer than before. Although her delicate body was still so healthy and her skin was still so fair, her curved willow eyebrows and beautiful big eyes were always covered with a faint sadness. There were also the white white wrists that supported the door of the house, and even faint blue veins could be seen.

"Miss Red, you've lost weight."

For no reason, Wang Pu felt a little inexplicable pity in his heart, and without thinking, he reached out to take Hong Niang into his arms.

When doing this action, Wang Pu himself was also a little surprised, as if his consciousness was no longer under his control at this moment.

With the pair of Wang Pu's passionate eyes full of pity and strong desire to care, Hong Niang's mind immediately became a little dazed. In just a moment of daze, she had been brought into her arms by Wang Pu. Wang Pu's arms were strong and powerful, hugging Hong Niang was tightly tight, and her burning breath sprayed on Hong Niang's fair pink face, with a hint of itch.

The Hongniang suddenly woke up, pushed Wang Pu away, then turned around and entered the wing room.

Wang Pu felt a little suffocating. It was clearly a cold day in October, but he clearly felt the suffocating heat like the hot summer. He shook his head in confusion. Wang Pu followed into the wing room and brought the door with him.

The Hong Madam glanced at Wang Pu with a little resentment and asked, "Why should you call Governor Wang or Marquis?"

"Uh, whatever." Wang Pu pulled his collar hard and gasped, "So thirsty, do you have water here? I want to drink a little water."

The Hongniang poured a glass of water for Wang Pu. Wang Pu took it and drank it all, and then he felt better.

"Marquis." The beautiful lady of the Hongniang looked at Wang Pu in a beautiful way and said sincerely, "You are in danger now. Ma Degong and Tian Xiong are preparing to assassinate you..."

Before he finished speaking, Hongmao found that Wang Pu was staring at her breasts straight, and it seemed that he didn't listen at all. The burning heat in Wang Pu's eyes made Hongmao feel panic. But when he changed his mind, Hongmao's face showed a hint of anger. She gave Wang Pu a fierce look and said angrily: "Mr. Marquis, I'm talking to you about serious things!"

"Ah? Oh..." Wang Pu was excited, his eyes returned to a little clarity, and he asked, "What did Miss Hong say just now?"

"What's wrong with you?" The Hong Madam said more and more coquettishly, "Has he lost his soul?"

Wang Pu was moved, and the anger at the corners of Hong Niang's eyebrows made the Qingming Festival that he had just recovered disappeared again, and the two scorching eyes fell on Hong Niang's body again...

The Hongniang looked worried, and she obviously felt that Wang Pu’s situation was a little abnormal.

"Marty!" The Hong Madam instinctively took two steps forward and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"

Wang Pu let out a beast-like roar deep in his throat. He suddenly grabbed the kettle on the coffee table and poured it into pieces. He filled the herbal tea with herbal tea and then felt a little clearer. At this time, Wang Pu had already realized that something was wrong with him. It was possible that someone had applied some violent aphrodisiac.

Thinking of this, Wang Pu couldn't help but stare at Hong Madam and said anxiously: "Miss Hong, go quickly and leave here quickly!"

"But I have something to say to you." Not only did the Hong Madam not leave, she took two steps forward to support Wang Pu's trembling body, a hint of concern flashed through her beautiful eyes, and said softly, "And what's wrong with you? Are you sick or are you dissatisfied?"

He was helped by Hong Niang's little hand, and the fragrance of his daughter came from his nose. Wang Pu could no longer control the fire in his chest. A low roar flashed deep in his throat. He stretched his arms and hugged Hong Niang's toned body. Wang Pu was so powerful that Hong Niang was caught off guard and was thrown to the ground by Wang Pu!

"you!?"

The Hong Madam burst out and exclaimed, then covered her mouth with her little hand. She soon became so angry that her face turned pale again. Her eyebrows were raised and she was about to slap Wang Pu in the face. But when she was about to come, she became soft and instead tried to slap Wang Pu's arm. However, Wang Pu hugged her too tightly and couldn't snatch her for a while.

Because he had sniffed too much of the Hehuan fragrance before, the herbal tea he had just drunk was related to the Hehuan fragrance medicinal properties. Not only did he fail to fear the heat but instead encouraged the Hehuan fragrance medicinal properties. At this time, Wang Pu had completely lost his mind. He reached out and hugged Hong Niang's willow waist, and his head pressed against Hong Niang's chest tightly.

Madam Hong was anxious and angry, ashamed and afraid, but she couldn't bear to hurt Wang Pu, so she didn't dare to take ruthless actions and could only let Wang Pu hold him.

"No, don't..."

The Hongmao let out a low cry and closed her beautiful eyes helplessly. Two crystal tears fell quietly along the corners of her eyes.

When Wang Pu woke up, he felt comfortable and clearly felt that his energy was more than before.

After a second thought, scenes of extremely erotic scenes appeared in front of Wang Pu's eyes. He saw himself on the floor with Hongmao, flirting with him on the bed, desperately lingering... When he looked down quickly, there were still stains on the floor and on the bed, but his pillow had lost the beauty's tracks.

Only then did Wang Pu realize that last night was not just a spring dream, but a real one.

"Miss Red!"

"Miss Red?"

Wang Pu called out twice, but no one responded. Then he found a piece of letter pressing on the bed. He picked it up and saw that it was the letter left to him by the Hongniang.
Chapter completed!