Chapter 330 Mistress, Mistress!
It seemed that because A Zhen was unfamiliar with the way of applying medicine, the third aunt asked A Zhen to go outside to help, while she applied the medicine to Zhang Wutong herself.

Zhang Wutong felt her slender fingers brushing across his back, and his whole body felt itchy.

"Landao's road may not be easy, you have to think about it." The third aunt said, she gouged out Zhang Wutong's eyes, which made him shiver coldly.

"Is your hand heavy?" Third Aunt said.

Zhang Wutong blushed, lowered his head and said: "They hit too hard."

"You, even if you become Jiuye's apprentice in the future, don't cause trouble for him." The third aunt laughed too much, and was about to get up, but accidentally took the plate off the table, Zhang Wutong hurried to pick it up, but The third aunt also went to pick it up, and they bumped into each other.

She quickly retracted her hand, because Zhang Wutong grabbed her hand in a panic.

The third aunt's face changed, but soon he forced himself to be calm and said: "You have to change your name in the future, and call me San Shiniang."

"I've been calling you for four years, and I've called the third wife smoothly." Zhang Wutong smiled shamelessly, trying to break some embarrassment.

She also smiled: "Okay, you put on your clothes and come out, I'll leave first."

"Master, don't go!" Zhang Wutong grabbed her hand.

The teacher started to break free: "You, you let go, let your master see, he will beat someone!"

"Master, I like you, I love you! I've loved you for a year!" Zhang Wutong hugged the third aunt and said like crazy.

The third aunt also had tears in her eyes, because she was just an object around Master Jiu on weekdays, calling herself to come over when she needed it, and hitting or scolding her when she didn't need it.

And this kid has been peeking at her, why doesn't she like this guy who is one year younger than herself?

For a while, her heart was in turmoil, so she closed the door and followed him.

Afterwards, the two cuddled together, and the third aunt said: "In the future, only I can come to you, you can't come to me, otherwise you will kill me, and you will also kill yourself..."

"I see, I still want..." Zhang Wutong said.

The third aunt smiled: "You little hooligan."

She was swearing, but in fact the third aunt still followed Zhang Wutong.

After a long time, the third aunt left too, but Zhang Wutong was in a daze holding the gown that the third wife sewed herself, looked around and sniffed it secretly.

Really fragrant.

Entering the Qianmen three-way bar is nothing more than walking the brazier, kowtow, and offering tea.

But when Zhang Wutong looked up, he found that there was a person beside Master Jiu, a three-legged tiger.

The three-legged tiger glanced at Zhang Wutong: "Boy, you still have a bit of backbone."

Zhang Wutong handed the tea to Jiuye, Jiuye glanced at Mozi with the tea cover, took a sip, Zhang Wutong said: "Master, could it be that..."

Master Jiu took a look at Zhang Wutong, didn't say much, just let out a "huh".

At this time, Zhang Wutong suddenly realized that today's gambling game was a big test for him to get started, but he was also a little scared, Zhang Wutong looked at the three-legged tiger and said: "What would happen if I confessed my mistake in the alley before?"

"Thrown into the Huangpu River, he is just like the little beggar back then." Three-legged Tiger said.

When Jiu Ye heard this, he frowned and slapped him across the face.

Immediately, the three-legged tiger lowered his head, and said, "I'm sorry, Master Jiu."

He slapped himself twice more.

His eyes were full of fear and fear of Master Jiu.

But Zhang Wutong's head was buzzing.

"Just like the little beggar last time."

Could it be that……

Zhang Wutong felt his throat was very dry, he said: "Master, Ah Zhu...why?"

"Traveling a thousand ways, sometimes you have to deny your relatives. In this world, only you and the dice in your hand can be trusted. For example, today, if I set you up, I can't be trusted either." Jiu Ye didn't seem to mind Zhang Wutong was so angry at this time, he got up lightly, and handed the tea he had only taken a sip to A Fen beside him.

Ah Fen took the teacup and retreated, she shook her head towards Zhang Wutong, signaling him not to make Lord Jiu unhappy.

One night a few days later, a familiar voice came from outside the door. Zhang Wutong came because it was the third aunt, but when he opened the door, he found that it was Ah Zhen who came, but Ah Zhen came a little late today.

Ah Zhen's hair was a little messy, and she said: "This Jiuye was on the table before, you forgot to take it, Zhang Wutong brought it for you."

Zhang Wutong took a look and found that it was a hundred-year-old lock, the one of Azhu's.

"Are you crying?" Zhang Wutong asked.

Zhang Wutong could hear Ah Zhen's voice choking, Ah Zhen quickly wiped her face, and she said: "No."

Is this lying to a fool?
Without further ado, Zhang Wutong immediately grabbed her hand, and pulled up the sleeve. The wounds on Ah Zhen's body were shocking, and some of the wounds were solidified, sticking to the clothes.

She gasped in pain.

Zhang Wutong said: "Who hit him?"

"Brother Thirteen, let's go..." Ah Zhen couldn't help but burst into tears immediately, and threw himself into Zhang Wutong's arms.

Zhang Wutong comforted: "What's going on?"

"It's the eldest wife... She is angry." Ah Zhen said with a choked voice. It turned out that the eldest wife knew that Master Jiu was interested in the female student in the girls' school and planned to marry the concubine of the fourth room. The eldest wife couldn't stand it anymore and was depressed every day .

With his new love, Master Jiu rarely went to his third concubine's room, so his anger naturally did not fall on Ah Fen.

But Ah Zhen who served the eldest wife suffered a disaster.

So the eldest wife poured all that anger on Ah Zhen's body, and she only hit her body, and she couldn't see it when she put on her clothes.

"Brother Thirteen, let's go and go to a place where no one knows us, okay? I can't stay here for a moment, I'm here... one day I will be beaten to death by the eldest wife... Let's leave, I will give you a baby , give birth to a big fat boy, okay?" Ah Zhen burst into tears, her voice trembling.

Zhang Wutong held the hundred-year-old lock tightly, and he said, "Leave? Where can I go if I leave?."

That's what he said, but Zhang Wutong knew that without Master Jiu's permission, there was no need for the three-legged tiger to go out of his way to kill a beggar.

It was said that Ah Zhu stole things before, nine out of ten it was also false.

It seems that because Zhang Wutong didn't answer directly, Ah Zhen anxiously took out a bag of things from his arms: "Brother Thirteen, I stole all the jewelry from the eldest lady, we can live with money even if we leave."

Zhang Wutong took a closer look, good guy, real gold and silver, and a lot of silver dollars.

Just grab a handful and you won't have to worry about it for the rest of your life.

"Thirteen!" Ah Zhen gritted his teeth, and suddenly changed his face, "I have been thinking about you for the past six months, and you have been playing with me for half a year, right? I will wait for you in the garden on the first watch, if you don't come, I'm leaving by myself!"

With that said, she slammed the door and left.

(End of this chapter)

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