Group favorite Xiaojiao Bao: The whole family is a big villain

Hang Zongzhi thought, how did things turn out like this?

Today, as soon as he unfolded the chessboard and prepared to play chess with himself, the servants of the National Teacher's Mansion came over in a hurry, saying that the Ninth Princess sent someone to deliver a message.

Maybe he shouldn't have listened at that time, after all, there must be no good for that little guy looking for him.

But he still couldn't bear it, and hurried into the palace to meet the villain, and under the superb acting skills of a certain little guy, he temporarily softened his heart and brought her out.

Shu Garden.

Together with Changchun Tower, it is called the two bright buildings in the capital. Different from the beauty of Changchun Tower, the decoration of Shu Garden is very elegant, and it looks more like an elegant teahouse from the outside.

Of course, it would be more convincing to ignore the luthier playing the piano on the central stage on the first floor and the male prostitutes dancing to the sound of the piano.

Hang Zongzhi lowered his eyes, looking at the villain's body that was about to lean out. If it wasn't for Jing Yi's support, the villain would have fallen from the second floor at this time. It's really a nympho.

"Does it look good?"

Hang Zongzhi's voice was a bit cold, and there was a faint gloomyness in his cold breath.

Su Jiu sucked the corners of her mouth and nodded subconsciously, "It looks good."

The younger brother and the younger sister are both good-looking, even better than the younger sisters at the palace banquet.

The arms around the waist tightened a bit.

Su Jiu tilted her head and looked at Jing Yi who was silent, "Brother Jing Yi, you also think the little brothers downstairs are pretty, right?"

For the first time, some darkness appeared in Jing Yi's lacquered eyes, but when he met the apricot eyes of the villain who begged for approval, they all receded.

"Ah."

The villain who got approval immediately looked up at Hang Zongzhi.

"Look, Brother Hang, Brother Jing Yi thinks so too."

Hang Zongzhi couldn't help but glanced at Jing Yi, narrowed his eyes slightly, and came again, the familiar feeling made him even want to kneel down...

Hang Zongzhi's eyes fell on Jing Yi's hand holding the villain. The young man's hand was slender and slender, but with a touch of abnormal white, as if painted with white powder. Bloodless.

The young man hugged the villain's waist, and pressed his palm against her belly, in a protective and possessive gesture.

As if aware of Hang Zongzhi's scrutiny, Jing Yi raised his eyes, and his dark eyes met him directly.

It was dark, gloomy, without the slightest emotion, as if looking at him, but also seemed to disdain to look at him at all, neither sad nor happy, as if looking at an insignificant object.

But it made Hang Zongzhi's body and even his soul shiver subconsciously.

When Hang Zongzhi came back to himself in a cold sweat, he met the villain's suspicious almond eyes.

It was only then that Hang Zongzhi realized that his posture didn't seem right. He was sitting on a chair just now, but now he was kneeling in front of Su Jiu. No, to be precise, he was kneeling in front of Jing Yi.

Hang Zongzhi: ...

Sure enough, you shouldn't go out today.

Su Jiu blinked and moved her lips, "Brother Hang..."

"Yeah." Hang Zongzhi was about to get up while propping up his body.

Su Jiu: "The year has passed." There is no need to perform such a big gift.

Hang Zong's hand softened, and he almost fell down again. He subconsciously glanced at Jing Yi, who was expressionless, and felt even more suspicious in his heart. Who is this Jing Yi...?

The performance downstairs has temporarily come to an end, Su Jiu twisted her body, glanced at Jing Yi at the side, and said in a low voice, "Brother Jing Yi, Jiu'er wants to go to the latrine."

Jing Yi's dark eyes froze for a moment, as if he couldn't move, until the villain repeated it again, and then he came back to his senses.

"Jing Yi takes the princess there."

Su Jiu nodded, and obediently hugged Jing Yi's neck.

Hang Zongzhi himself was also a martial arts practitioner, and the villain was sitting beside him, so he naturally heard the villain's embarrassed voice, glanced at the villain, and then turned his attention to Jing Yi.

The boy was tall and tall, but he looked about ten years old. When he was silent, he looked like a transparent person, but once he was noticed, it was hard to ignore.

He has only experienced the coercion just now on one person since he was a child. Could it be that this Jing Yi...is his master's illegitimate son?

Apart from this possibility, Hang Zongzhi couldn't think of any other possibility. Could it be his master?

Hang Zongzhi lay on his side on the soft bed, the sound of singing and dancing on the first floor sounded again, he changed his posture expressionlessly, and put this outrageous conjecture behind him.

**

Qinzheng Hall.

The handling of government affairs in the past few days made Su Yijun's black cyan deepen a little bit.

"Brother Huang, why not come here today."

A trace of worry appeared on Su Xuanyan's gentle face.

Su Yijun waved his hand, a cold light appeared in his narrow eyes, "The fox's tail hasn't been exposed yet, how can I be willing to rest."

Su Xuanyan shook his folding fan, knowing his temper, he stopped persuading him.

Suddenly, there was a breath of air in the hall.

Su Xuanyan's brows were frivolous, and his eyes fell on the corner accurately.

"Go ahead."

Su Yijun said.

"Return to Your Majesty, the little national teacher has brought the nine princesses out of the palace."

A hoarse voice came from the corner.

Before Su Yijun could speak, Su Xuanyan became jealous first, shaking the folding fan again, "When did the little girl play with that kid so well?"

"Princess Nine..." Seems to have thought of something, the voice in the corner paused, carefully glanced at Su Yijun's face, and then said, "I went to Shu Garden with my little master."

'Crack! '

The cinnabar pen in Su Yijun's hand died again.

Su Xuanyan also stopped his movements, narrowing his eyes slightly, "I didn't expect that kid to be so good."

Although there was a smile in the words, there was a bit of gnashing of teeth.

This time, without Su Yijun even opening his mouth, Su Xuanyan looked to the corner and asked, "Do you know why that little girl wants to go to Shu Garden?"

First Changchun Building and then Shu Garden, the melon seeds in my little head really want to come out.

"The ninth princess said, said, she wants to find a little daddy for Mrs. Zhen."

The dark guard said the words in one breath.

Qinzheng Hall suddenly became extremely silent.

Su Xuanyan put away the folding fan and tapped his palms one by one. The smile on Wen Run's face finally disappeared, and it became a little more gloomy. It looked five points similar to Su Yijun.

The breath around Su Yijun's body was extremely cold, and the bright red cinnabar on the cinnabar brush stained his palm, which was as red as blood.

"Brother Huang, it seems that this time I have played off."

After a long time, a smile appeared on Su Xuanyan's face again, but the smile looked a little more bitter.

Su Yijun glanced at him lightly, threw away the pen, took the silk handkerchief from the guard at the side, and wiped his hands slowly, and when he wiped his hands clean, Su Yijun turned his head and looked towards the corner.

"Protect the princess."

His tone was calm and flat, which was very inconsistent with the tyrannical and cold aura around him.

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