Zongwu: Multiple identities have been exposed

Thinking of this, Zhu Jiuzhen made up her mind inwardly. She picked up the jug and turned the handle a little, only to see a strange smile on Zhu Jiuzhen's face.

Then, Zhu Jiuzhen persuaded Lin Pingzhi: "Mr. Lin, this red plum wine is my last pot this year. You finish it tonight. If you want to drink again, you have to wait until next year."

Hearing this, Lin Pingzhi immediately picked up the wine glass, and he quickly drank it down.

Looking at Lin Pingzhi's drunken appearance, Zhu Jiuzhen smiled even more proudly.

As a result, Zhu Jiuzhen's mind, which had been put down, became active at this moment.

Looking at the handsome and tall Lin Pingzhi in front of him, Zhu Jiuzhen couldn't help but look a little fascinated.

At this time, Lin Pingzhi felt something was wrong, the red plum wine was not enough to drink, but he felt a little drowsy.

Zhu Jiuzhen saw Lin Pingzhi in front of him, looking like he was on the verge of falling. Her face was full of joy, and she clapped her hands.

Xiaohong, the maid who left the room earlier, came in, and she called Zhu Jiuzhen softly.

"Miss?"

"Come on, with the strength of both of you and me, help him to my room."

"Yes!"

Immediately, the servant girl Xiaohong and Zhu Jiuzhen helped Lin Pingzhi into Zhu Jiuzhen's boudoir.

"You stay!" Zhu Jiuzhen told the servant girl.

Xiaohong immediately took orders to stay in the room.

At this time, Zhu Jiuzhen listened to Xiaohong and whispered to the latter.

Looking at Lin Pingzhi sleeping on her bed, Zhu Jiuzhen showed a smug smile.

"Hmph, no matter how high your martial arts are, you still won't be taken down by me?"

Zhu Jiuzhen looked like she had succeeded in a trick, and she asked Xiaohong to start undressing Lin Pingzhi.

After a while, Lin Pingzhi's body was stripped down to only his underwear by Zhu Jiuzhen's maid, Xiaohong.

Afterwards, Zhu Jiuzhen walked out of the room and asked Xiaohong to serve Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi, who was drunk and unconscious, just had a good dream. He dreamed that when he was newly married to Senior Sister Long, in order to make Xiao Longnu happy, he tried his best to satisfy the latter.

……

Early the next morning, Lin Pingzhi woke up from the bed. With his eyes closed, he was about to stretch when his arm bumped into something next to him.

Lin Pingzhi looked puzzled, he hurriedly opened his eyes, and saw that the person sleeping next to him was none other than the little maid who served him and Zhu Jiuzhen last night——Xiaohong.

Seeing this situation, Lin Pingzhi's hangover head instantly became sober.

"This……"

What the hell happened, why did he and this servant girl roll into the same bed?
Lin Pingzhi traveled thousands of miles and finally arrived at Kunlun Mountain. Now that there is such a mess, can he still go to the Bright Summit of Mingjiao?
Putting on his clothes rustlingly, Lin Pingzhi only hoped to leave the Hongmei Villa quickly, he couldn't care about anything else.

With a "squeak", the door was pushed open by Lin Pingzhi.

Then I heard a woman's voice from outside the door, "Young Master Lin, are you up?"

"Where's my Xiaohong? Mr. Lin, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Lin Pingzhi, who was going to sneak away, suddenly showed embarrassment.

He didn't expect that there were still people guarding the door.

In this way, the battle between him and Xiaohong last night wasn't...?
Lin Pingzhi didn't know that if Zhu Jiu really wanted to, she could promise to give Xiaohong to Lin Pingzhi in the future. The ancients have always had the custom of giving gifts to friends' maids and servants. .

Lin Pingzhi still didn't know why he drank until he went to bed.

Seeing that he couldn't leave for the time being, Lin Pingzhi had no choice but to turn around and go back to his room. He sat at the table and sighed.

"Don't drive after drinking, and don't drink while driving. Drinking is a mistake! The ancients never deceived me."

Lin Pingzhi still has no idea how he spent last night. He woke up once in the middle of the night. At that time, he just thought it must be a dream, so he ignored it.

Who knows, what happened last night was not a dream at all, but the heroine in the dream was Xiaolongnv, but in reality, the heroine was Zhu Jiuzhen's servant girl.

Sitting at the table and resting for a while, Lin Pingzhi suddenly heard the sound of dressing from the bedside.

He couldn't help but glanced over there, and sure enough, Xiaohong woke up.

After waking up, Xiaohong felt very depressed. No matter how much she was favored, she was still just a little maid in Hongmei Villa.

What happened last night was actually very unpredictable in her heart. She felt that what happened last night was due to the arrangement of the young lady who was too anxious.

She just unilaterally obeyed Zhu Jiuzhen's words, and Miss Zhu Jiuzhen only heard Lin Pingzhi's one-sided words, so she decided that Lin Pingzhi was the successor of the beggar gang, which was really hasty.

Xiaohong is not a scheming person, but as Zhu Jiuzhen's maid, as long as she is still in Hongmei Villa for a day, she has to obey Zhu Jiuzhen's orders.

Even if he beat Lin Pingzhi to death, he probably wouldn't have imagined that just because of his careless words, Zhu Jiuzhen asked the servant girl to push him back.

Looking at Xiaohong's haggard face, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but feel apologetic.

"Miss Hong, you were rude last night."

Xiaohong hugged the quilt tightly, she thought to herself: "Hmph, I didn't expect him to look weak and weak, but last night, even in a comatose state, he still tortured me like this."

"If he's sober, wouldn't it be unbearable for me?"

Thinking of this, Xiaohong couldn't help shivering.

Afterwards, Xiao Hong naturally refused to admit that it was her young lady who made Lin Pingzhi unconscious, and all the plans that followed were only facilitated by her young lady so that she could succeed.

So, she smiled at Lin Pingzhi and said, "It's all the servant girl's fault. If I didn't serve the young master well yesterday, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened to us last night."

Seeing what Xiaohong said, the trace of doubt in Lin Pingzhi's heart was finally dispelled.

If Xiaohong took the lead in launching the attack, then Lin Pingzhi could be roughly sure that all this was a trick set up by Zhu Jiuzhen, and she wanted to keep Lin Pingzhi in Hongmei Villa with the innocence of a maid.

But now, Xiaohong looks like she blames herself, which makes Lin Pingzhi a little confused.

At this time, Lin Pingzhi could only sigh secretly in his heart, "What evil did I do? Twice, both times were pushed back by women?"

When Lin Pingzhi was annoyed, Xiaohong had already put on her clothes, she stood up, the new melon had just broken, and she still felt a little uncomfortable.

But Xiaohong resisted the discomfort and came to Lin Pingzhi, she said to the latter.

"Let's go, young master, the lady should still be waiting for us, you go and eat something first, and then we can talk after filling our stomachs."

Under Xiaohong's guidance, Lin Pingzhi first passed a long corridor, and then passed through two pavilions.

Only now did Lin Pingzhi come to the main hall of Hongmei Villa, which is where the master of the Zhu family used for formal dinners.

Looking at the metal objects made of gold in the main hall, a dazzling array of them hung throughout the main hall.

Seeing these things, Lin Pingzhi was a little moved: "I think when I was in Fuzhou, my mother, Mrs. Wang, hung all kinds of things in the study room. Compared with this, there is not much difference."

So Lin Pingzhi couldn't help thinking of Lin Zhennan and his wife who were far away in Fujian.

A few days ago, after Lin Pingzhi planned to find Xiaolongnu, he and Xiaolongnu brought that ugly girl Xiao Zhao back to Fuzhou together.

Unexpectedly, now the senior sister Xiaolongnv has not been found, and even lost the maid she bought.

As for that ugly girl, she lost it as soon as she lost it, but when she passed on the exercises to Li Mochou, she lost her childish body in the cave.

Every time Lin Pingzhi thought about it, he couldn't help but feel a toothache.