Qian Boning saw Ye Wumian and was attracted by his dazzling appearance. He couldn't move his eyes away and muttered:
"What a beautiful maid, what a beautiful maid. Compared with her, the girls in Tan Mansion and Qian Mansion are all clay sculptures paid for and wooden carvings carefully raised!"
After breaking free from Tan Jingcheng's hand, Qian Boning pounced on Ye Wumian with a hungry wolf's meat.
Ye Wumian had already taken precautions. While protecting Luo Xiangzhu, he gently dodged the prodigal and let the prodigal escape.
Qian Boning had no martial arts skills, and was drained by wine and sex. He took a few steps forward with inertia, only to realize that there was no beauty in his arms, and he was very angry.
Turning around, I saw Ye Wumian covering her face shyly, looking so alluring, so charming!
His whole heart was so excited that he wanted to break out of his body and pounce on Ye Wumian.
Qian Boning wiped his saliva and narrowed his eyes into a straight line. There was no one else in his eyes. He only had a sleepless night. After adjusting his posture, he went to catch him again.
Ye Wumian's charming smile remains unchanged, her beautiful smile is beautiful, and her beautiful eyes are full of hope. He is allowed to catch her, but he is not allowed to touch even a corner of her clothes.
Lin Yuzhui was so angry that he couldn't bear it anymore. Regardless of who his uncle's brother-in-law or his sister's maid was, he grabbed the Fan Yang felt hat on the seat and threw it at Ye Wumian.
Another flying kick hit Qian Boning's chest.
Ye Wumian caught the hat, looked at it, and said with a smile: "The style of this big hat is very familiar. In the "Water Margin" written by Mr. Shi Naian in the early days of the Republic of China, this is what Teacher Lin liked to wear. hat."
He was able to take care of himself, but Qian Boning was unbearable and was kicked out, crushing a pile of stools.
His kidney-deficient body couldn't even stand up, and he cursed feebly: "Okay, you dare to kick me if you dare to kick me. I'll tell you to look good! My father is a soldier of the Emperor in Jinyi. Let him kill your father when the time comes. Even my mother has been arrested, but the daughter of a small county magistrate dares to... Wow!"
A smell of rotten food filled the air, and the prodigal boy vomited all over the floor, including the food, wine, and yellow water. The smell was so bad that one could hardly open his eyes.
Lin Yuzhui took back the hat, glared at Ye Wumian and said: "As a daughter, why are you so imprudent? This dude is chasing you, you should sternly refuse, or hit him with your fists. Your fists can't even use swords." Can it be broken? Why do you seduce it instead?"
Ye Wuxian did not speak. He thought to himself: "It's not that we won't fight, the timing is still not good enough."
There is such a number one person in the big house where the young lady is staying. He will naturally make some repairs so that he can leave safely.
It's just as "Zuo Zhuan" said, "If you want to take something, you must give it first." If you don't give something sweet first, how can you find the right opportunity to kill?
At that moment, he showed an open smile and did not refute Lin Yuzhui.
Luo Xiangzhu looked at Ye Wumian, recalling the way he had protected her, and thought to himself: "I have wronged my Amian. Along the way, for my safety, he has always betrayed his appearance, even though he is a man. , and not living well."
Seeing him being scolded by Lin Yuzhui, she felt even more distressed and held his hand tightly. Ye Wumian secretly made a face at her.
Tan Jingcheng said: "Okay, let's let this matter go. Boning drank too much and lost his moral character after drinking. Madam, please ask the maid in the house to help him down!"
Lin Yuzhui sneered: "If he is like this, which maid would dare to help him? That's not a sheep falling into a tiger's mouth!"
Tan Jingcheng looked around, and sure enough he saw that all the maids had their heads lowered, timidly daring not to step forward, and even worse, even took a step back for fear of being spotted.
Even Qian's personal maid looked terrified, fearing that she would be selected.
Tan Jingcheng was annoyed for a while and really wanted to scold his incompetent brother-in-law in public, but he was also afraid of causing his wife's dissatisfaction.
The wife will not express her dissatisfaction, but she will complain in her heart. Ignore him during the day, don't make an appointment at night, lock the bedroom and shut the door.
At that time, I could only go to the study room and fall asleep with the scriptures and meanings of the sages on my pillow.
Although Mr. Wang Anshi, a master of the Song Dynasty, once said, "Why don't the whole world find it too broad, so there are people who comfort the loneliness."
But the loneliness at night still requires the comfort of my wife, which may be more appropriate.
However, a male servant volunteered to help him up.
But the prodigal boy rolled on the ground and said, "No, no, I want a maid, I want a beautiful maid to help me!"
He didn't even care at all. There was still his own vomit rolling around on the ground, and his back was covered in dirt. This scene made people want to wash their eyes.
Tan Jingcheng was so angry that his beard was trembling, but he just said: "Sweep the floor gracefully, sweep the floor gracefully!"
Lin Yuzhui chuckled and said: "I clearly saw a bastard rolling around and sweeping the floor with his body, but I didn't see any gentle man sweeping the floor! It should be the bastard sweeping the floor!"
Tan Jingcheng stopped talking.
Ye Wumian winked at Luo Xiangzhu, and Luo Xiangzhu immediately understood, nodded, and whispered: "It's all up to you, but you have to be careful."
After receiving her consent, Ye Wumian walked out slowly, saluted Tan Jingcheng and said, "My maid is not talented and not beautiful. I would like to invite you to help Mr. Qian to go to bed and rest. Is it okay?"
Before Tan Jingcheng could say anything, Qian Boning rushed to speak: "If you want it, if you want it, it's you. I don't want anyone else. I just want you to help me!" After saying that, he rolled twice more and wiped the ground. All the dirt was wiped away.
What an eye-opener!
Tan Jingcheng had no choice but to say: "Well, it's up to you..." Then he remembered that he still didn't know his name and cast an inquiring look at Ye Wumian.
Ye Wumian said: "My name is Amian."
"Then it's up to you, Amian, to help this beast...it's vomiting everywhere, Mr. Qian, go down and rest." Tan Jingcheng waved his hand and said helplessly.
Ye Wumian didn't mind the dirty look, so he lifted Qian Boning up with a gentle and skillful effort, smiled gently and said, "Master Qian, let's go."
Luo Xiangzhu watched the two of them go out and said in his heart: "I hope Amian won't be taken advantage of by this person. I haven't even taken advantage of him yet!"
Thinking of this, it was a bit funny, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
Lin Yu looked at it and said curiously: "You are still laughing! Your maid will be bullied by this bastard later!"
Luo Xiangzhu shook his head and said with a smile: "Worried, I'm worried to death."
Lin Yuzhui looked at her strange appearance and was speechless for a long time.
At noon, the cook came to report that the food was ready and asked if he wanted to eat. Tan Jingcheng said: "It's not too late to wait until mother wakes up before using it."
Before that, Luo Xiangzhu and Lin Yuzhui had already entered the inner hall to serve the queen.
Mrs. Tai's eyes were tightly closed, and she kept chanting Tan Jingyi's name. Tears could not stop flowing from the corners of her eyes. Luo Xiangzhu also covered his face and sobbed.
At the end of the wedding, the wife was still awake. Tan Jingcheng was afraid that the two nieces would be hungry, so he sent someone to invite them to have a light meal first. Luo Xiangzhu shook his head and said, "I'm not in the mood to eat."
Suddenly a bowl of fragrant lotus seed soup was brought to me, "Miss, you better eat something first!"
Luo Xiangzhu turned around in surprise, and Ye Wumian was looking at him with a smile.
