The night is getting darker and it is past midnight.

Jia Cong walked alone in the courtyard of the deep mansion. Although there were lanterns, he seemed empty and lonely.

If Jia Cong had not studied medicine in his previous life, he might have been even more uncomfortable now.

Because just a few days ago, I don’t know how many people have been killed here...

If there are any evil spirits and evil spirits in this world, I am afraid they will come to look for Jia Cong now.

The buildings in Jiangnan are not similar to those in Guanzhong. The most distinctive feature of Jiangnan houses is the sharp and hideous eaves.

It may feel a little abrupt when I first look at it, but after watching it for a long time, I can also see an alternative beauty.

The late autumn night breeze blows by, and the silver bells whistling under the eaves are crisp and pleasant.

"The master is back!"

Two little girls in the courtyard of the back house were sitting on the eaves of the gate, napping on the eaves when they heard the footsteps, and then woke up in a sensation and cheered together.

I don’t know where my master’s wife Wu found such a little girl, but she was actually a pair of twins.

The age of five or six is ​​the cutest time.

To command them, Jia Cong always feels guilty as a black-hearted capitalist.

"Fang Fang Yuanyuan, go to bed quickly. From now on, you must go to bed when it is Hai. This is the order. Did you hear it?"

Jia Cong said to the two little girls who were carved with pink jade.

Fang Fangyuanyuan held hands, looked at Jia Cong with two small faces raised and smiled, and said in unison: "I heard, lord!"

Jia Cong nodded and said in a gentle voice: "Go."

After the two little girls responded obediently, they walked hand in hand along the veranda to their own room.

After watching Erxiao return to the room, Jia Cong saw a figure walking out of his bedroom door and greeting him along the veranda of hand-copying.

"The Third Master is back!"

Under the moonlight and the fire of the lanterns hanging under the corridor, Qingwen, wearing a light green dress, walked over and said with a smile.

In the moonlit night, a pair of eyes shining.

She is worthy of being the best maid in the Red Chamber. She is now tall, with a graceful figure.

Jia Cong looked at it with pleasure and smiled and said, "I expected that you must be here."

Qingwen, whose cheeks were originally looked at, was shy after hearing this, and asked in surprise: "How could the Third Master know that it is me, not Xiaohong?"

Jia Cong chuckled softly, "Although Xiaohong is generous and brave, she is not so brave that she can follow more than a hundred cavalry alone. Others say that you are arrogant and coquettish, but I look good, and you are brave and cognitive. Is it okay to be on the boat in the past two months?"

Qingwen looked at Jia Cong with her beautiful eyes that looked like peach blossoms, and replied softly: "It's all good."

Jia Cong was not very tactful and laughed loudly: "I just said it's strange, you are becoming more and more like Meimei Lin. Who did you learn so delicately from?"

Qingwen was so angry that she gritted her teeth and said, "I still want to ask the third master. I only met twice. The third master said a few words to Sister Lin? I'm not afraid that Miss Bao will eat sour jujubes in her heart!"

Jia Cong reached out and pinched Qingwen's beautiful nose a little unceremoniously. After pinching her arrogance, he smiled after seeing her shyly bowing her head again, "Not to say, I came from Yangzhou a few days ago and met Sister Lin. Are sister Bao and Sister Ping'er okay?"

Qingwen looked up at Jia Cong in surprise when she heard Jia Cong mention that she had been to Yangzhou and had seen Lin Daiyu. After hearing his question, she came to her senses and said, "Oh, Miss Bao is okay with Miss Bao, but Miss Bao has lost a lot of weight."

Jia Cong held Qingwen's cold hand and took her back to the house. As he walked, he asked, "What's wrong with Sister Bao? Is the food on the boat bad? I remember that Sister Liu and Aunt Feng both got on the boat?"

Qingwen was suddenly holding hands by Jia Cong, and her heart was pounding. She smelled the strong masculine aura emitted from the people around her, and couldn't help but leaned closer, saying, "It's all good, it's the third master who entrusts her such a big ship. Miss Bao is so powerful that she doesn't want to let you down, so she's worried every day.

Ying'er said that her girl used to go to bed early, but after she got on the boat, she slept very late every day, so she asked the nannies to go down and tell the boatmen to be careful. She was afraid that people would think she was too troublesome, so she always spent some money to invite the boatmen and their soldiers to have tea and drink.

In addition, her brother was not clean and she was not clean. After recovering from the injury, she made trouble all day long. She wanted to get off the boat several times and asked Miss Bao to stop her, but she also made Miss Bao cry. She was so powerful that she was really embarrassed!

After more than two months of this, how can I not lose weight?

It’s not a little horn, he’s heartless and fatter!!”

Jia Cong smiled and said, "She is carefree, okay."

Qingwen was dissatisfied: "Will the Third Master say something nice to Miss Bao?"

Jia Cong shook his head and said, "Let's talk about it when we meet."

“…”

Qingwen choked and hummed twice, but she couldn't bear to get rid of Jia Cong's hand.

The two of them entered the room, Jia Cong sat down beside the bed, and Qingwen also sat down silently and whispered: "I heard from Chi Yu that the third master would not allow the girl to come into the room to serve?"

Chi Yu is the eldest maid trained by Song Yan's wife Wu for Jia Cong. She is very knowledgeable and well-educated. She was originally a concubine from a scholarly family. However, she encountered natural disasters and disasters. After the family was in trouble, her parents died, she was sold as a slave by her legitimate brother. She was not sold for a good price because of her ordinary appearance and she was humiliated. Fortunately, she met Wu...

Because he is a sensible person, Jia Cong treated him politely.

After hearing Qingwen's words, Jia Cong smiled and said, "You are in charge of everything around me. If you really want others to interfere, I don't know how to make trouble with me...especially you."

Qingwen was really happy, embarrassed and angry, and couldn't help but whisper, "Why are you especially me?"

Jia Cong took action, pinched Qingwen's snow-white chin, and smiled and said, "You are the most courageous. You dare to eavesdrop on the corners of the wall, and you dare not make trouble with me?"

When Qingwen heard this, her face turned red with a "swish".

Jia Cong said that one night after he returned to Beijing from Hei Liao, he whispered something and did something intimate, but heard a strange sound at the door.

When he quietly opened the door, he saw Qingwen sitting on the ground leaning against the door. The most amazing thing was that one hand seemed to be placed between his legs...

When she noticed Jia Cong appeared, the scream could scare ghosts and gods.

Then there was the next day, Xiaohong and others teasing each other...

However, what Xiaohong and the others didn't know was that if Ping'er helped Jia Cong coax and persuade him for the middle of the night, Qingwen wanted to commit suicide with the scissors that hinged her hair.

At first, Qingwen, who felt that she had no shame to see others, was determined to seek death. In the end, Jia Cong, under Ping'er's persuasion, made her an aunt's seat early, and then she had to settle the case.

Jia Cong mentioned it again now, and there were only two people in the room. Qingwen's shameful body trembled...

Seeing her like this, Jia Cong stopped when he saw that he was ready, stretched his waist hard and sighed: "Oh, my bones are about to fall apart in the past two months. After sleeping for a few days, I still felt sore in the cracks of my bones, but I finally survived and I hoped for you...

Qingwen, I am really happy to see you today. I miss you very much."

The last simple and unpretentious words touched Qingwen somewhere. After hearing this, she looked at Jia Cong with peach blossom eyes intently, then plucked up the courage to hug Jia Cong, pressed her face tightly against Jia Cong's shoulder, and choked and said, "Third Master, I... I miss you so much, I want to see you again! I miss you so much!"

Jia Cong laughed and held Qingwen's slender waist with his backhand, feeling her violent emotional fluctuations, and said with a gentle smile: "Try to take you wherever you go, even if you can't take it, you won't be separated for too long. I'm just you relatives, and I can't bear to be separated for too long."

Qingwen felt almost drunk when she heard this, and leaned softly on Jia Cong.

If everyone else was there, she would probably not have the courage and courage, but she was alone at this moment, as if she had been there much bolder.

After plucking up the courage to hug Jia Cong, he was unwilling to let go.

Until I felt something changed in Jia Cong's body...

Seeing Qingwen's face rising from his arms as if she was about to drip blood, she didn't dare to raise her head.

Jia Cong seemed to be completely unsatisfied and said with a smile: "I can't blame me. I'm the same when I'm with my beautiful aunt."

Perhaps because he was stimulated by the word "aunt", Qingwen suddenly raised her head and looked at Jia Cong. Her face was tragic and her voice was hoarse, and she said, "Third Master, I will sleep with you!"

"puff!"

After being stunned, Jia Cong couldn't help laughing.

However, when he saw Qingwen's pale face crying, he quickly stopped and pulled her stiff body back into her arms, and said softly: "Don't think too much. I said I wanted you to be an aunt, but you can't run away. Now I can't ask you because I am growing taller. If I vented Yuanyang, I won't grow taller. You have such a good child, and I like you so frankly and honest. You shouldn't think about it all the time. I've been so tired in the past few months. My bones hurt when I sit. If you feel sorry for me, just press me?"

After hearing what he said, Qingwen immediately believed it and quickly asked Jia Cong to lie down, and she wanted to press it carefully.

As he said that, he squatted on the ground and removed his shoes and socks for Jia Cong, holding his legs and putting them on the bed.

After Jia Cong turned over and lay on the bed, Qingwen began to carefully rub and press his muscles with her slender hands.

When she found that she was struggling to press her shoulder inside, Jia Cong smiled and said, "Come up too, you can sit on me."

Qingwen laughed "puke" and gave Jia Cong a blank look and said, "How can this make sense? If the old lady and the others know, they won't beat me to death?"

Jia Cong laughed and said, "Why can the old lady know when we are having fun in the boudoir? Even if we know, I will not let anyone hit my woman, no one can do... Hurry up, although you are thin, your butt is so erect, and you can sit with more flesh and feel comfortable as a massage."

Listening to Jia Cong saying such private and charming words in an extremely plain tone, Qingwen felt thrilling, shameless and angry, and she felt as if she was fascinated by the soul curse. She went to the step bed by a stranger, kneeling on Jia Cong, pressing her shoulders with a blush on her face, and a beautiful face and a sweet smile...

Outside the window, a bright moon hangs high, and the bright moonlight shines on the earth, shining through the window on a pair of children who are snuggling with each other, and the night is slightly smoky...
Chapter completed!