Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

But I heard that Mr. Wang is a fat man over forty years old...

Rong Huang raised his eyebrows and started laughing again.

In the original owner's memory, Ji Ting, a hot chick, loves women very much, but he only loves women, not a crook.

Now that he is having sex with an old man who can be his father, Rong Huang wonders if there will be any earth-shaking changes in his orientation in the future.

For example... bent into a coil of mosquito coils?

The more Rong Huang thought about it, the more amusing he became, and he almost rolled off the imperial concubine's bed.

Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, Rong Huang sat up and called You Ling to fetch a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Your lady, I am going to start writing literature.

If you want to mutilate a male protagonist, you have to make him mentally insane and suspicious of life.

Rong Huang changed from the complicated wide-sleeved dress to a narrow-sleeved dress, ran to the table and sat down with the hem of the skirt in her hands.

Instructing You Ling to sharpen the ink, Rong Huang picked up the brush and dipped it in, pondered for a moment, and slowly wrote a few words.

Seeing Rong Huang's serious appearance, You Ling, who was rubbing ink at the side, felt a little ready to move, so he quietly glanced at the content on the paper.

Then, You Ling: ...

Master Wang and his little petite wife? !

You Ling knows that Wang means Wang, and her young lady is implying that Mrs. Wang who is so bold as to be stuffed with the five princes, but what the hell is this little lady?

It is rumored that the fifth prince is tall and tall, and can walk through Yang with a hundred steps, so it is impossible for him to be a petite husband.

Rong Huang didn't know that You Ling had thought so much, if he knew, he would definitely refute it.

Ji Ting's little hot chicken is indeed as strong as a bear, but it is vain, and it is not like the legend that he can walk through Yang with a hundred steps.

Otherwise, how could he be so beaten by Rong Huang that he couldn't fight back?

After passing through so many worlds, Rong Huang has specially practiced calligraphy, which is a very beautiful hairpin lower case.

In less than an hour, Rong Huang filled six sheets of paper.

The paper Rong Huang chose was the kind used for painting on weekdays, and the six sheets of paper had a lot of words.

You Ling watched the whole process, and just wanted to say that her young lady is too powerful.

Turning around to check carefully, Rong Huang was very satisfied and stuffed what she had written so hard to You Ling, I remember our family opened a bookstore?

You Ling: ...I don't know. She is just a little maid, how can she know so much?

Moreover, the lady will not really want to print the contents of these few sheets of paper into a book for the common people outside to read, right?

Miss is the devil?

She could already imagine the scene where the fifth prince was furious when he saw these contents.

Rong Huang groaned, stood up and went out to find Mother Han.

Mother Han has been with Rong's mother all these years, so she should know where the bookstore is.

Sure enough, Rong Huang soon used the excuse of going to buy books to get the exact location of the bookstore from Mother Han.

Back in the small courtyard, Rong Huang took out a red dress that the original owner had never worn, put it on her upper body, then put on a veiled hat, and took You Ling out of the Castle Lord's Mansion.

Oh, by the way, those six manuscripts filled with the beautiful love stories between Master Wang and Xiaojiao Fu went out with them.

The business of the bookstore is very good, both men and women come to buy books.

Rong Huang didn't even take off the hood, so she went directly to the shopkeeper of the bookstore.

After explaining the purpose of coming, the shopkeeper looked at Rong Huang, who was wearing a veiled hat and couldn't see his face clearly, and stroked his beard, May the lady show the manuscript to the old man?

Of course it's fine.

Rong Huang immediately handed the manuscript to the shopkeeper.