Just after the beginning of autumn, three autumn rains rose in half a month, and the irritating and hot summer in Anqing City suddenly subsided a lot.
The dawn was dawn, and Wei Jinshi, the chief manager of Mingjian Villa, got up early in the morning, and then he was woken up by more than a dozen sleepy men from Zhuang Ding.
After the Wei general manager sent a group of people to the east and west, the villa was busy for a while.
This day is the 60th birthday of Jiang Changrong, the owner of Mingjian Villa. The villa is covered with red and green, and the lights are decorated with colorful colors, which is quite festive.
Before the Si hour, guests came one after another on the mountain road. Sheng Huafei and Fang Xuejian, who were waiting in front of the mountain gate, naturally had some warm and politeness.
Once welcoming into the hall, a full-time Zhuang Ding went to serve tea.
Jiang Changrong has no children and has taken in total six disciples in his life
The eldest disciple Zhou Cheng, who started his army ten years ago, had already started a family and a career. He is now the head of the yamen runners of Anqing Prefecture.
The second disciple Jiang Zhigui is optimistic and generous by nature and does not care about details. He is now the leader of the Huwei Escort Agency of Luzhou Prefecture (now Hefei).
The third disciple Sheng Huafei is 24 years old this year. He has a strong personality and decisive behavior. In addition, his father is a famous wealthy businessman in Anqing City. He usually knows how to be more filial, so he is very admired by Jiang Changrong.
The fourth disciple Xia Shengliang is a lonely and remote person, and is usually taciturn. Although he practices diligently, he is not happy with Jiang Changrong.
The fifth disciple Fu Bing Yàn is now eighteen years old and is the only female disciple in the villa. She has a beautiful and elegant face and is also dignified and gentle. She is really a beautiful young man who is loved by everyone.
The sixth disciple Fang Xuejian was only sixteen last month. Last year, he was recommended by Zen Master Huijue of Zhaoming Temple in Tongcheng and worshipped him at Mingjian Villa.
A month ago, Jiang Changrong made a private statement, hoping to take advantage of the 60th birthday to test the martial arts of several disciples and determine the candidate for the next owner of the manor.
In fact, among these six disciples, only Sheng Feihua, Xia Shengliang and Fang Xuejian can participate in the competition.
Fang Xue has only been a year since she started learning, and she has only a limited amount of learning and is unable to compete for the position of the owner of the manor. This competition has become a contest between Sheng Feihua and Xia Shengliang.
Judging from Jiang Changrong's usual favors, everyone's future owner's choice is actually very clear
It was almost noon, and more than 200 people had already squeezed into the huge main hall. Wei Jinshi was busy calling new guests to the seat.
In front of the hall, two pairs of red candles as thick as arms were lit, and a big longevity character was hung in the middle of the north wall.
Jiang Changrong smiled and sat on the top of the throne chair, nodding to the guests who were looking at him from time to time
Next to him was a beautiful young woman of twenty-seven or eight years old, with a thin white melon-shaped face, almond eyes and peach cheeks, and two big watery eyes that were so attractive that she could be so stunning.
Her name is Liu Mèi Niang, and she is the second wife Jiang Changrong married into the house the next year before yesterday.
The people who worship birthday are mainly rough and generous warriors. At this time, they come forward one by one to celebrate Jiang Changrong's birthday. However, the eyes of those who celebrate birthdays will probably turn a few times on the beautiful young woman.
Jiang Changrong was so clear in his heart that he was too beautiful. If he was twenty years younger, he wouldn't help but take a look at him when paying birthday to others. He kept his usual smile on his face, but he remained silent.
Suddenly, a burly man with a burly appearance held a bottle of wine in his hand and staggered forward. His drunken eyes stared at Liu Mèi's mother without blinking.
The few people in front of him hurriedly avoided him, and Liu Mèi's mother was also slightly frightened and hurriedly glanced at Jiang Changrong with her eyes.
Jiang Changrong recognized that man was Tie Xingyi, the young escort leader of Luzhou Huwei Escort Agency, and hurriedly gave a look at his second disciple Jiang Zhigui.
Jiang Zhigui understood and hurriedly greeted him with a smile and said: Brother Tie, you are drunk, your seat is over there, I will help you over
Go... Go... Who said I was drunk? I was sober and I could see clearly. There was such a beautiful woman like a flower bud sitting in front of me. Unfortunately... Tie Xingyi pushed Jiang Xizhen away, took a few steps forward, and staggered, just in front of the owner's wife.
Liu Mèi was shocked, her feet quickly shrank back, but the man was already caught in his hand and could not move.
Tie Xingyi said, "It's a pity that the two words were written, and he had already pouted a wide mouth with a noisy smell of alcohol, and kissed it like raindrops on the two small and delicate three-inch golden lotus."
Liu Mèi was about to exclaim, but was scratched by the series of kisses and fell to the itchy place. She fell on the chair of the Grand Master, giggling, and a giggling smile. As the flowers trembled, she saw a seductive and stunning appearance.
The onlookers laughed out loud when they saw Tie Xingyi's ugly appearance. The laughter was undoubtedly the popular medium that spread the fastest. The guests behind didn't know what was ridiculous. When they saw the person in front of them laughing, they laughed out loud.
The laughter of more than two hundred people mixed together, and it really shocked the house and passed through the tiles and resounded through the sky. I was afraid that every corner of Anqing City would spread everywhere.
Jiang Zhigui hurriedly hugged the man on the ground, but he grabbed the owner's wife's feet tightly. As soon as he pulled it off the ground, Liu Mèi's mother exclaimed.
Fang Xuejian, who was standing beside him, stepped forward and desperately pulled the big man's finger.
Tie Xingyi gently flipped his left palm, but he had already taken off his shoes.
It was early autumn, the weather was still hot, and there were no socks on my feet. I took off my shoes, and a delicate and delicate foot as soft as jade, soft and boneless, immediately exposed to everyone's eyes.
Tie Xingyi laughed and was about to kiss her, but was blocked by Fang Xuejian's body that flashed over and could not help.
Jiang Zhigui was no longer polite at this time, hugged his waist tightly, stepped back quickly, and raised the man to the hall with him hanging in the air.
Tie Xingyi struggled uncontrollably, waving the embroidered red shoes while laughing: What a little lady like a flower bud, but unfortunately... it was a pity that it was inserted into a piece of old and smelly rotten cow dung.
This time, everyone in the hall could hear it clearly, and there was no need for others to inspire, and they burst into laughter together.
Anyway, there are so many people that they have great power, so they don’t care about the old birthday star blowing his beard and staring at him. The one with less self-control has already pulled up to the ground and rolled up.
Fang Xuejian saw that the old master, who had always been serious, had his originally purple face turned blue and white at this time. He thought that the old man was really angry, so he hurriedly stopped the urge to laugh in his heart and turned sideways and said: Master, you old man...
Well, you found two buckets of dog shit to pour on the kid's head, so that he can be sober, and take your teacher's wife's shoes back
Jiang Changrong's hatred
If it weren't for the so-called face of the world, Fang Xuejian would have no doubt that his master would kill the ignorant Huahua Taisui with one sword.
When Fang Xuejian stepped into the hall again, the embroidered shoe was already in his arms.
After all, Tie Xingyi is Jiang Zhigui's young boss. Fang Xuejian knew the difficulties of his second senior brother, so he replaced two buckets of dog shit with a can of cold water.
The cold water was poured on his head, and Fang Xuejian took the shoes in his hand while the man was stunned.
In the noisy hall, the gentle figure of the teacher's wife is gone
Fang Xuejian looked around, but saw the master toasting tables accompanied by his senior brother, and the congratulations were heard in a row.
Fang Xuejian thought to himself that it would be the main thing to return the shoes to the master's wife first.
After leaving the hall, along a corridor, there are several housekeepers' living rooms, a row of living rooms for entertaining guests, and then the living rooms for the butler and the children of the villa.
Through the Hokage Gate, there is a martial arts training ground with a radius of about twenty feet surrounded by a high wall. This is the place where several brothers usually practice martial arts.
After passing a round hole door, there is a winding rain shelter corridor leading directly to the backyard. Compared with the hustle and bustle of the front yard, the quiet and elegant backyard is as straight as in another world.
Fang Xuejian touched the embroidered red shoes in his arms, and a trace of sweet fragrance of powder penetrated into his nose, and his heart couldn't help but thump, as if the master's wife's crystal-like jade-like foot was in her arms.
After one year of apprenticeship, Fang Xuejian didn’t have many opportunities to meet his master’s wife, and he talked less. However, every time he saw him, Fang Xuejian would inevitably be beating, his face turned red and his ears were red. That sweet feeling of panic is not worthy of being told by outsiders.
In the backyard, insects and birds sing, planting strange flowers and trees everywhere, Fang Xuejian, walking under the rain corridor, had no thoughts of appreciation at all
After a few turns, I came to Master's living room, the Tibetan sword building
Fang Xuejian climbed up to the second floor lightly, and was about to knock on the door, but he vaguely heard the delicate voice of the teacher's wife floating out of the room.
Little Enemy, how long has it been since you came to see me?
Hehe, without me, the old guy moisturizes you to be fat and fat?
If you ask for Ah, the old guy is trying hard to get some money, he is not as good as your little enemy
real?
When did I cheat you? To be honest, after you sit on the throne of the owner, don’t forget my benefits
You are my dear, I would rather treat myself badly than treat you badly
Fang Xuejian was shocked and panicked. He walked gently to the window, stretched out his trembling finger and spitted a little bit of saliva, and gently pierced a small hole in the window paper, and looked around.
In the boudoir, a young man was sitting upright in a wide backrest chair with his left arm around a woman's thin waist, and his right palm slid up and down between her chest and abdomen, which was only wearing a bellyband. Occasionally, he slid into the private parts between her legs, which could attract the woman's giggle.
He didn't need to look closely, and he knew that the woman was the teacher's wife Liu Mèi's mother.
Liu Mèi, who was sitting on the man's thigh, was wearing only a thin white silk underwear on her lower body. Her skin was as white as jade, and a faint sensation of skin light overflowed. Even the locked doors and windows seemed to be illuminated by her skin. Although Fang Xuejian was young, he had just understood the romantic affairs between men and women, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
While Liu Mèi's moan couldn't help but moan and twist as the man's palms were rubbing, she peeled a bunch of iced grapes and fed them into the man's mouth one by one.
Fang Xuejian's eyes finally moved away from the exposed crystal jade skin of his master's wife, and then he saw clearly that the young man was his third senior brother Sheng Huafei.
My heart was shocked, my hands were loose, and with a snap, the embroidered shoe had fallen on the floor
who?!
A man's panic call came from the room, and the door was knocked open with a snap. Sheng Huafei's agile body rushed out quickly
There was no one outside the room, and only a three-inch long embroidered red shoes lying under the window
Fang Xuejian spent the night uneasy, half-dream and half-awake, and the beautiful scene of the third senior brother and his wife sitting together and teasing each other intimately
I couldn't sleep well all night, and on the second day, I got up early before the day was completely bright.
He dug a basin of cold water in the well beside the martial arts training ground, stretched his head and soaked it for a while. His drowsy mind was stimulated by the cold well water, and his sleepiness disappeared immediately, and his confusing thoughts subsided for a few minutes.
Shock, Fang Xuejian poured out the water from the wooden basin, and with a snap, he threw the twisted cloth towel on his back, twisted his body but was suddenly shocked
There was a person standing quietly behind him. What surprised him even more was that this person was the wife of the owner of the manor whom he had been thinking about day and night, and his teacher's mother.
In the faint morning light, Liu Mèi's mother stood there with no powder on her face, and she was only wearing a thin pink and orange dress. Her two pink cherry lips were slightly opened, and her eyes were fixedly looking at Fang Xuejian,
Dong, the wooden basin in Fang Xuejian's hand fell to the ground, breaking the silence between the two, as if they were awakened from a dream, he hurriedly bowed his hands and said in a slightly trembling voice: Master's wife... Master's wife, morning
The owner's wife smiled and said: Do you get up so early every day?
The sound is soft, and when it is so soft that it reaches the extreme, it is heard in the preface and the ears, and I only feel that the soul is snatched by it and the bones are destroyed.
Fang Xuejian's heart swayed, and his heart seemed to float in a very gentle and comfortable place. He was lazy and wanted to keep intoxicated.
Suddenly a cool morning breeze blew, Fang Xuejian shivered all over and hurriedly calmed down and said: Go back to Master's wife, I don't get up so early every day, but I had been having trouble yesterday for most of the night. The disciple remembered it earlier and could help General Wei clean up.
Oh, so it's rare that you are so obedient. It's OK. Today I'm going to Yinggong Temple to burn incense and fulfill your wishes. You can go with me too
Yes, Master
Fang Xuejian looked at the back of his teacher's wife, and a chill rose in his heart.
If the master's wife and third brother knew about what happened yesterday, it would be very dangerous to stay in the villa again
The dawn was dawn, and Wei Jinshi, the chief manager of Mingjian Villa, got up early in the morning, and then he was woken up by more than a dozen sleepy men from Zhuang Ding.
After the Wei general manager sent a group of people to the east and west, the villa was busy for a while.
This day is the 60th birthday of Jiang Changrong, the owner of Mingjian Villa. The villa is covered with red and green, and the lights are decorated with colorful colors, which is quite festive.
Before the Si hour, guests came one after another on the mountain road. Sheng Huafei and Fang Xuejian, who were waiting in front of the mountain gate, naturally had some warm and politeness.
Once welcoming into the hall, a full-time Zhuang Ding went to serve tea.
Jiang Changrong has no children and has taken in total six disciples in his life
The eldest disciple Zhou Cheng, who started his army ten years ago, had already started a family and a career. He is now the head of the yamen runners of Anqing Prefecture.
The second disciple Jiang Zhigui is optimistic and generous by nature and does not care about details. He is now the leader of the Huwei Escort Agency of Luzhou Prefecture (now Hefei).
The third disciple Sheng Huafei is 24 years old this year. He has a strong personality and decisive behavior. In addition, his father is a famous wealthy businessman in Anqing City. He usually knows how to be more filial, so he is very admired by Jiang Changrong.
The fourth disciple Xia Shengliang is a lonely and remote person, and is usually taciturn. Although he practices diligently, he is not happy with Jiang Changrong.
The fifth disciple Fu Bing Yàn is now eighteen years old and is the only female disciple in the villa. She has a beautiful and elegant face and is also dignified and gentle. She is really a beautiful young man who is loved by everyone.
The sixth disciple Fang Xuejian was only sixteen last month. Last year, he was recommended by Zen Master Huijue of Zhaoming Temple in Tongcheng and worshipped him at Mingjian Villa.
A month ago, Jiang Changrong made a private statement, hoping to take advantage of the 60th birthday to test the martial arts of several disciples and determine the candidate for the next owner of the manor.
In fact, among these six disciples, only Sheng Feihua, Xia Shengliang and Fang Xuejian can participate in the competition.
Fang Xue has only been a year since she started learning, and she has only a limited amount of learning and is unable to compete for the position of the owner of the manor. This competition has become a contest between Sheng Feihua and Xia Shengliang.
Judging from Jiang Changrong's usual favors, everyone's future owner's choice is actually very clear
It was almost noon, and more than 200 people had already squeezed into the huge main hall. Wei Jinshi was busy calling new guests to the seat.
In front of the hall, two pairs of red candles as thick as arms were lit, and a big longevity character was hung in the middle of the north wall.
Jiang Changrong smiled and sat on the top of the throne chair, nodding to the guests who were looking at him from time to time
Next to him was a beautiful young woman of twenty-seven or eight years old, with a thin white melon-shaped face, almond eyes and peach cheeks, and two big watery eyes that were so attractive that she could be so stunning.
Her name is Liu Mèi Niang, and she is the second wife Jiang Changrong married into the house the next year before yesterday.
The people who worship birthday are mainly rough and generous warriors. At this time, they come forward one by one to celebrate Jiang Changrong's birthday. However, the eyes of those who celebrate birthdays will probably turn a few times on the beautiful young woman.
Jiang Changrong was so clear in his heart that he was too beautiful. If he was twenty years younger, he wouldn't help but take a look at him when paying birthday to others. He kept his usual smile on his face, but he remained silent.
Suddenly, a burly man with a burly appearance held a bottle of wine in his hand and staggered forward. His drunken eyes stared at Liu Mèi's mother without blinking.
The few people in front of him hurriedly avoided him, and Liu Mèi's mother was also slightly frightened and hurriedly glanced at Jiang Changrong with her eyes.
Jiang Changrong recognized that man was Tie Xingyi, the young escort leader of Luzhou Huwei Escort Agency, and hurriedly gave a look at his second disciple Jiang Zhigui.
Jiang Zhigui understood and hurriedly greeted him with a smile and said: Brother Tie, you are drunk, your seat is over there, I will help you over
Go... Go... Who said I was drunk? I was sober and I could see clearly. There was such a beautiful woman like a flower bud sitting in front of me. Unfortunately... Tie Xingyi pushed Jiang Xizhen away, took a few steps forward, and staggered, just in front of the owner's wife.
Liu Mèi was shocked, her feet quickly shrank back, but the man was already caught in his hand and could not move.
Tie Xingyi said, "It's a pity that the two words were written, and he had already pouted a wide mouth with a noisy smell of alcohol, and kissed it like raindrops on the two small and delicate three-inch golden lotus."
Liu Mèi was about to exclaim, but was scratched by the series of kisses and fell to the itchy place. She fell on the chair of the Grand Master, giggling, and a giggling smile. As the flowers trembled, she saw a seductive and stunning appearance.
The onlookers laughed out loud when they saw Tie Xingyi's ugly appearance. The laughter was undoubtedly the popular medium that spread the fastest. The guests behind didn't know what was ridiculous. When they saw the person in front of them laughing, they laughed out loud.
The laughter of more than two hundred people mixed together, and it really shocked the house and passed through the tiles and resounded through the sky. I was afraid that every corner of Anqing City would spread everywhere.
Jiang Zhigui hurriedly hugged the man on the ground, but he grabbed the owner's wife's feet tightly. As soon as he pulled it off the ground, Liu Mèi's mother exclaimed.
Fang Xuejian, who was standing beside him, stepped forward and desperately pulled the big man's finger.
Tie Xingyi gently flipped his left palm, but he had already taken off his shoes.
It was early autumn, the weather was still hot, and there were no socks on my feet. I took off my shoes, and a delicate and delicate foot as soft as jade, soft and boneless, immediately exposed to everyone's eyes.
Tie Xingyi laughed and was about to kiss her, but was blocked by Fang Xuejian's body that flashed over and could not help.
Jiang Zhigui was no longer polite at this time, hugged his waist tightly, stepped back quickly, and raised the man to the hall with him hanging in the air.
Tie Xingyi struggled uncontrollably, waving the embroidered red shoes while laughing: What a little lady like a flower bud, but unfortunately... it was a pity that it was inserted into a piece of old and smelly rotten cow dung.
This time, everyone in the hall could hear it clearly, and there was no need for others to inspire, and they burst into laughter together.
Anyway, there are so many people that they have great power, so they don’t care about the old birthday star blowing his beard and staring at him. The one with less self-control has already pulled up to the ground and rolled up.
Fang Xuejian saw that the old master, who had always been serious, had his originally purple face turned blue and white at this time. He thought that the old man was really angry, so he hurriedly stopped the urge to laugh in his heart and turned sideways and said: Master, you old man...
Well, you found two buckets of dog shit to pour on the kid's head, so that he can be sober, and take your teacher's wife's shoes back
Jiang Changrong's hatred
If it weren't for the so-called face of the world, Fang Xuejian would have no doubt that his master would kill the ignorant Huahua Taisui with one sword.
When Fang Xuejian stepped into the hall again, the embroidered shoe was already in his arms.
After all, Tie Xingyi is Jiang Zhigui's young boss. Fang Xuejian knew the difficulties of his second senior brother, so he replaced two buckets of dog shit with a can of cold water.
The cold water was poured on his head, and Fang Xuejian took the shoes in his hand while the man was stunned.
In the noisy hall, the gentle figure of the teacher's wife is gone
Fang Xuejian looked around, but saw the master toasting tables accompanied by his senior brother, and the congratulations were heard in a row.
Fang Xuejian thought to himself that it would be the main thing to return the shoes to the master's wife first.
After leaving the hall, along a corridor, there are several housekeepers' living rooms, a row of living rooms for entertaining guests, and then the living rooms for the butler and the children of the villa.
Through the Hokage Gate, there is a martial arts training ground with a radius of about twenty feet surrounded by a high wall. This is the place where several brothers usually practice martial arts.
After passing a round hole door, there is a winding rain shelter corridor leading directly to the backyard. Compared with the hustle and bustle of the front yard, the quiet and elegant backyard is as straight as in another world.
Fang Xuejian touched the embroidered red shoes in his arms, and a trace of sweet fragrance of powder penetrated into his nose, and his heart couldn't help but thump, as if the master's wife's crystal-like jade-like foot was in her arms.
After one year of apprenticeship, Fang Xuejian didn’t have many opportunities to meet his master’s wife, and he talked less. However, every time he saw him, Fang Xuejian would inevitably be beating, his face turned red and his ears were red. That sweet feeling of panic is not worthy of being told by outsiders.
In the backyard, insects and birds sing, planting strange flowers and trees everywhere, Fang Xuejian, walking under the rain corridor, had no thoughts of appreciation at all
After a few turns, I came to Master's living room, the Tibetan sword building
Fang Xuejian climbed up to the second floor lightly, and was about to knock on the door, but he vaguely heard the delicate voice of the teacher's wife floating out of the room.
Little Enemy, how long has it been since you came to see me?
Hehe, without me, the old guy moisturizes you to be fat and fat?
If you ask for Ah, the old guy is trying hard to get some money, he is not as good as your little enemy
real?
When did I cheat you? To be honest, after you sit on the throne of the owner, don’t forget my benefits
You are my dear, I would rather treat myself badly than treat you badly
Fang Xuejian was shocked and panicked. He walked gently to the window, stretched out his trembling finger and spitted a little bit of saliva, and gently pierced a small hole in the window paper, and looked around.
In the boudoir, a young man was sitting upright in a wide backrest chair with his left arm around a woman's thin waist, and his right palm slid up and down between her chest and abdomen, which was only wearing a bellyband. Occasionally, he slid into the private parts between her legs, which could attract the woman's giggle.
He didn't need to look closely, and he knew that the woman was the teacher's wife Liu Mèi's mother.
Liu Mèi, who was sitting on the man's thigh, was wearing only a thin white silk underwear on her lower body. Her skin was as white as jade, and a faint sensation of skin light overflowed. Even the locked doors and windows seemed to be illuminated by her skin. Although Fang Xuejian was young, he had just understood the romantic affairs between men and women, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
While Liu Mèi's moan couldn't help but moan and twist as the man's palms were rubbing, she peeled a bunch of iced grapes and fed them into the man's mouth one by one.
Fang Xuejian's eyes finally moved away from the exposed crystal jade skin of his master's wife, and then he saw clearly that the young man was his third senior brother Sheng Huafei.
My heart was shocked, my hands were loose, and with a snap, the embroidered shoe had fallen on the floor
who?!
A man's panic call came from the room, and the door was knocked open with a snap. Sheng Huafei's agile body rushed out quickly
There was no one outside the room, and only a three-inch long embroidered red shoes lying under the window
Fang Xuejian spent the night uneasy, half-dream and half-awake, and the beautiful scene of the third senior brother and his wife sitting together and teasing each other intimately
I couldn't sleep well all night, and on the second day, I got up early before the day was completely bright.
He dug a basin of cold water in the well beside the martial arts training ground, stretched his head and soaked it for a while. His drowsy mind was stimulated by the cold well water, and his sleepiness disappeared immediately, and his confusing thoughts subsided for a few minutes.
Shock, Fang Xuejian poured out the water from the wooden basin, and with a snap, he threw the twisted cloth towel on his back, twisted his body but was suddenly shocked
There was a person standing quietly behind him. What surprised him even more was that this person was the wife of the owner of the manor whom he had been thinking about day and night, and his teacher's mother.
In the faint morning light, Liu Mèi's mother stood there with no powder on her face, and she was only wearing a thin pink and orange dress. Her two pink cherry lips were slightly opened, and her eyes were fixedly looking at Fang Xuejian,
Dong, the wooden basin in Fang Xuejian's hand fell to the ground, breaking the silence between the two, as if they were awakened from a dream, he hurriedly bowed his hands and said in a slightly trembling voice: Master's wife... Master's wife, morning
The owner's wife smiled and said: Do you get up so early every day?
The sound is soft, and when it is so soft that it reaches the extreme, it is heard in the preface and the ears, and I only feel that the soul is snatched by it and the bones are destroyed.
Fang Xuejian's heart swayed, and his heart seemed to float in a very gentle and comfortable place. He was lazy and wanted to keep intoxicated.
Suddenly a cool morning breeze blew, Fang Xuejian shivered all over and hurriedly calmed down and said: Go back to Master's wife, I don't get up so early every day, but I had been having trouble yesterday for most of the night. The disciple remembered it earlier and could help General Wei clean up.
Oh, so it's rare that you are so obedient. It's OK. Today I'm going to Yinggong Temple to burn incense and fulfill your wishes. You can go with me too
Yes, Master
Fang Xuejian looked at the back of his teacher's wife, and a chill rose in his heart.
If the master's wife and third brother knew about what happened yesterday, it would be very dangerous to stay in the villa again
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