Those days of being the fourth master's outer room

Chapter 38

The farewell banquet in the evening was very lively. The local gentry and local tyrants came with a lot of votes, but they sat in the hall and were not eligible to enter the box at all.

In the box, He Zhizhang and Li Jianjiang kept toasting.No one knew about the agreement between Li Jianjiang and Fourth Master.When the news got out, Fourth Master would be in trouble, and Li Jianjiang's life was in danger.

This time Baozhu was with the Thirteenth Master, Yaru and Baozhu lowered their heads and whispered to each other.The farewell is imminent, and they are all full of sadness. Just this farewell, there will be no day to see each other again.Maybe Yaru can help Baozhu after she has her own power, but that's a matter of the future.

He Zhizhang helped Yaru and Baozhu fill up the wine with a smile, and said with a smile, "What are you two sisters whispering about, and let us have fun."

Yaru replied angrily, "My family is talking about the mother tiger in Mr. He's house. Mr. He has come to Yihong Courtyard so frequently recently, has Mrs. Zun said nothing?"

What He Zhizhang is most afraid of is the female tiger at home.Back then, He Zhizhang, a poor scholar of the first class, entered the family of his father-in-law.Managed honestly.Later, he was admitted as a Jinshi, so he regained his original status. Now the official position of the governor of the south of the Yangtze River is paid by his natal family for activities.

He Zhizhang smiled awkwardly on his face, but he cursed in his heart: Little bitch, isn't he hanging on to a nobleman?So rampant, let's see how Sifujin will deal with this little goblin after returning to Beijing.

Although Yaru has a sharp mouth, it's because the fourth master doesn't like He Zhizhang.Packed up his mood, raised his wine glass to serve fourth master.This is our golden rice bowl, if you lose it, you will only feel bad.

Yaru helped the drunk fourth master back to the room, and waited for the fourth master to lie down.Looking at the tidy room.From tomorrow, it will be my new life.

Sitting in the bathtub and running his mental method, under the candlelight, his whole body exudes a luster like jade.The milky white inner alchemy that was originally the size of a rice grain in the dantian has now turned into a slightly orange inner alchemy the size of a peanut. If you work harder, you will reach the second floor.

Now Yaru's face is like a peach blossom, her skin is fine and dark with blue silk, her figure is uneven, her facial features are becoming more and more delicate, and she also has that natural body fragrance.Compared with the body that just came into this world, there is a world of difference.

This is also the reason why Yinzhen has been worried. Maybe when the conditions are better, Yaru's body will start to develop again. Looking at this changing trend, Yinzhen worries that one day Yaru will grow into a woman who will ruin the country and bring disaster to the country and the people. It was no longer possible to have her.I am worried that one day I will lose this beautiful and charming woman.An idea began to surge in my heart, an idea that was growing and hadn't sprouted yet.

Yaru, who had taken a bath, was lying beside fourth master in his shirt. Looking at the sharp-edged face of the sleeping man, he slowly closed his eyes.

Sitting in the carriage, looking out the window at the figure of fourth master and thirteenth master galloping on horseback.There was a burst of grievance in my heart.It was a five-day journey from Yangzhou City to the capital, and Yaru originally planned to ride a horse with a female companion in male clothing.Don't underestimate Yaru, the skills necessary for shooting costume dramas on horseback.It's easy for Yaru to win.

But Fourth Master firmly rejected Yaju's unreasonable request. Regarding Yaju's troublesome face, Fourth Master did not intend to let him see outsiders again.Cover your face even in a carriage.Although Yaru wanted to strongly protest against this.But seeing the black face pulled down by Fourth Master, the timid Yaru had no choice but to swallow his words.

Looking at the same scenery outside the carriage with his face covered, Yaru felt itchy all over his body, but he had no choice but to read the stories of these childish wits and beauties with his scrapbook.

(End of this chapter)