Dayu Execution Officer, begins to torture the demon girl's fiancee

Chapter 75 A Strange Way to Make a Name
"It turns out that the girl from Huafang is so enthusiastic about me because of this?"

Zhao Cuo murmured with dull eyes.

"You went to look for flowers and ask willows again!"

Zhao Shangxin who heard his words was immediately annoyed, lifted the quilt and sat up, subconsciously picked up the thing at hand and threw it at his face.

"Sister, no matter how angry you are, don't hit me with this?"

Zhao Cuo raised his hand and took off the huge bellyband hanging on his face.

"Give it to me!"

Zhao Shangxin snatched back the clothes in his brother's hands with a blushing face, pretended nothing happened and hid behind him, and continued to put on an air of sister and stared at him with a pair of smart almond eyes.

"How many times have I told you not to go to that kind of place?"

"Sister, can you tell me what you said about me at the tea party you went to today?"

Zhao changed the subject by mistake.

His brain is shaking now!

How dare that idiot Yan'er!
"What else can I say?"

The jealousy on Miss Zhao's face became stronger for a while.

"The Lengxiang Pavilion invited Dr. Xiao Yun, who is famous in Xiang Jing, and took this thing you made up and kept boasting how it is good for women's health. At the beginning, the ladies and ladies who were present scolded you, all of a sudden. She blushed shyly and said that you are gentle and considerate, and many ladies from all over the world also expressed that they want to find someone to come to my Zhao family to be a matchmaker!"

"From now on, no matter who comes to be a matchmaker, you just reject it for me."

Zhao Cuo forced a smile.

I have already decided in my heart that I will find trouble with Yan'er tomorrow!

It is not allowed to name the apron with his name, but it is intentional to use the word Biao!

"That won't do."

Zhao Shangxin's eyes showed joy, but his mouth said something contrary to his expression.

"Wrong, although you are not very old, you will definitely get married in a few years. If you have a good match, sister will help you look after it."

"Uh……"

Zhao wrongly blinked his eyes.

"I'm not young, am I? There are many people who get married at the age of fifteen or sixteen. They should get married and have children this year or next year."

"you dare!"

Zhao Shangxin subconsciously frowned delicately, and after blurting out the words in her heart, she reacted in a panic, forced herself to cough dryly and said:
"Nowadays the world is not peaceful, and the empress is only important to you. By mistake, you should aim to make contributions. You can leave the marriage to your sister. Didn't your father get married at the age of 22?"

"Sister said yes."

Zhao wrongly nodded without arguing.

"Stop talking about that."

Miss Zhao, who was still blushing for her gaffe just now, stood up.

"You came to bully my sister as soon as you got home. The food is going to be cold, right? Let's have dinner together first."

"Sister, don't you try these on first?"

Zhao wrongly looked at the pure white story that was exposed to his eyes after his elder sister stood up.

"You still look!"

Zhao Shangxin pulled him up from his bed annoyed.

"No! What I mean is that this kind of apron must be a very precise size to be comfortable to wear. Sister, if you feel uncomfortable, don't settle for it."

"I already passed through it when I was in Lengxiang Pavilion."

"Do you feel more comfortable wearing it than before?"

Zhao Cuo made this thing to make his sister feel better. He is still very concerned about whether the goal is achieved, otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of work?
"You can't ask these questions!"

Miss Xinxin raised her hand as a gesture to hit her.

"Don't ask, don't ask."

"Hmm... It's much more comfortable than before."

She turned her head away and whispered again.

"Like it?"

Zhao made a mistake and then got hit on the shoulder.

"Speaking of which, what is your relationship with that Yan beauty of the late emperor?" Zhao Shangxin suddenly asked suspiciously at the dinner table, "Why did you suddenly start a business with her?"

"The ones I met when I was handling the case were just ordinary friends, and there were some enmities among them."

Young Master Zhao snorted.

"Ah."

Zhao Shangxin was relieved and felt that the dishes in the bowl were more fragrant.

"This tremella soup is so sweet, you should try it too."

……

Zhao Cuo went to the Yamen as usual the next day.

Today, I still haven't received the imperial edict from the empress dowager.

The other good news is that no one in the Execution Division knows about his invention of the "Innocence Belly Pouch".

"I can't spare you!"

When it was Maoshi Sanya time, Zhao Cuo declined the invitation of his colleague Huafang to listen to the music, and drove to the outskirts of Xiangjing with a little spirit, and arrived at Yan'er's mansion under the Green Onion Mountain smoothly.

"Zhao is wrong, you are here."

Mr. Zhao Xiaogong was taken to the back mountain by the maid. A glamorous woman in an elegant lake-green Taoist robe was standing in the flower garden in the setting sun. She turned her head and greeted him with a bright smile, shaking the shower in her hand.

"Is madam waiting for me?"

Zhao Cuo approached and said calmly.

"Of course Yan'er is thinking of you coming here every day."

Mrs. Yan tilted her head in confusion, she had a plump and mature figure, but Hu Meier's face had the air of a pure girl.

A colorful butterfly flew leisurely to her fragrant shoulder under the sunlight.

Even Mr. Zhao had the idea of ​​finding some magic weapon to take a photo of this beautiful scene.

"I have been thinking about my lady since last night."

Zhao Cuopi said with a nonchalant smile.

"Eh?"

Yan'er looked at him with alert eyes.

"Go back to the house and talk while practicing."

The anger in Zhao Cuo's heart has almost dissipated, but he still decided to tell her a meal, so as not to make him die again when the stockings go on the market in the future.

"what?"

The late emperor's widowed concubine, who is more delicate and beautiful than the most eye-catching peony among the flowers, followed with light steps.

"Yan'er also has something to tell you!"

She suddenly beamed and said in a cheerful tone.

"The first batch of products we put on the market were snapped up by those famous ladies at yesterday's tea party. The following people are already preparing to spread them in various provinces in the world. The reputation of Lengxiang Pavilion will soon be known all over the world."

"You still dare to say this?"

Zhao Cuo found out that she was really a talented dancer in the minefield, and the anger he had finally calmed down was easily rekindled by Yan'er's few words.

Is Lengxiang Pavilion famous all over the world?
Doesn't he want to become famous all over the world and even go down in history in this way?

'Gan! '

Young Master Zhao was furious!
"Didn't I say not to use my name?"

"Zhao wrong you said that your name is not allowed!"

After returning to the boudoir, Yan'er, who still didn't realize the danger, said triumphantly with her hands on her hips.

"Yan'er used Wugui, how good is that name? It sounds like it means nothing wrong, and it can be understood that you can't go wrong if you buy it. The shopkeepers all praise me for my good idea!"

"I actually have a different opinion on this aspect." Zhao Cuo showed a gentle smile to the charming and sentimental beautiful woman in front of him, "Madam, come here and I will tell you."

(End of this chapter)