At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

The storyteller took a sip of tea and continued: "Besides, Zhao Zhi, who is well known to all of us, is the editor-in-chief of Zhao Zhi's story - Xie Yunhua."

"I heard that when she was born, she was surrounded by hundreds of miles of colorful clouds, so she was named Yunhua. She is indeed a strange woman!"

"puff--"

Xie Zhuqing choked on his tea, and laughed out loud. It took him a while to recover, and said:

"Although I'm only a few months older than Yunhua, where does this rumor of being surrounded by colorful clouds come from? Hahaha..."

"This storyteller knows more than my brother."

Xie Zhushu also praised him repeatedly.

While he was talking, the sound of midnight bells could be heard coming from the window, waves rippled out.

Brilliant fireworks also bloomed above the palace city, with thousands of lamps and trees shining, and seven branches of flowers blooming.

They are brilliant like falling stars, and noisy like fire attacks.

"The caravan has also made a lot of money in the past two years. I originally thought there would be a Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet this year."

Xie Zhushu supported the railing and looked at the beautiful fireworks in the sky.

Their Majesty is really the reincarnation of an iron rooster, and he has nothing to lose.

She is simply a stingy mother, opening the door for Stingy, she is stingy to the core!

It’s said to be a Mid-Autumn Festival, but it’s really just a Mid-Autumn Festival!

There is nothing like a palace banquet. Don't even think about spending a lot of money. At most, you can give each minister some monthly money.

It's still the kind where only those with high official ranks use good ingredients, while those with lower official ranks are ordinary...

"A gentleman thinks about trouble and takes precautions against it."

Xie Yuheng leaned against the window, his side face looking rosy under the light of the fireworks.

It's just... Xie Yuheng frowned, put his hand on his lower abdomen, and tightened his grip on his robe.

Suddenly, my head became dizzy and my vision became blurry. I could only lean against the wall and slowly slide down.

Everyone shouted in horror: "Xiao Yuheng!"

Xie Mingcheng, who was closest, took the lead and made a meat pad for Xie Yuheng to prevent him from hitting the floor.

Then he held him half in his arms. At this time, Xie Mingli also came closer and put his hand on Xie Yuheng's wrist.

When Fang touched his skin, a cold touch came, and Xie Mingli frowned fiercely.

I quickly glanced at what other people were wearing. They were all wearing only one outer shirt, and the inner layer was either a bamboo garment or plain gauze.

Xie Mingli quickly took off his outer shirt, put it on Xie Yuheng, and then started taking his pulse again.

Xie Mingcheng was not idle over there, and calmly ordered: "Rong Shi, go and find Zhiyi. Hei Mo is in the backyard."

Black Mo is the name of Xie Mingcheng's horse. Because his whole body is pitch black, he was named Black Mo by Xie Yuheng.

Xie Mingcheng felt that nothing could be more appropriate than this. My sister’s brains are so good!

But at this moment, the young man's heart seemed to be held in someone's hand, squeezing it hard and uncomfortably tight.

"pain……"

Xie Yuheng felt that his whole body was weak and cold, his mind was dizzy, and his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

The most important thing is that I have cramping pain in my lower abdomen...

Xie Mingcheng looked anxious, and the hand that used to hold the knife steadily was trembling: "It hurts, my second brother will accompany you in the pain!"

Anyway, he has rough skin and thick flesh, and he has already become accustomed to it after receiving countless swords and arrows.

'Smooth movement, like beads running on a disk, is a slippery pulse. '

Hua Pulse, in addition to Xi Pulse, can also be seen when a woman has Guishui.

Xie Mingli paused slightly as he pointed. Yuheng was nearly twelve years old, which was also the age when ordinary women should have a letter of the moon.

It's so hot and uncomfortable today, and this little guy likes coolness. He ate a lot of ice drinks at night, but...

Alas, the little fellow suffers by himself!

Xie Mingli wrapped Xie Yuheng tightly in his coat, patted Xie Mingcheng and said:

"You send Yu Heng to the carriage first, I'll be here later."

Although everyone was suspicious, Xie Mingli, as the eldest brother of the family head, would not harm the family head.

Xie Mingcheng bent down slightly, put his hands around Xie Yuheng's knees and back, and picked her up steadily.

Xie Zhushu had already opened the compartment door wide, allowing Xie Mingcheng to pass through, and the group left quickly.

"Hey, isn't that General Xie? I saw him earlier in the south of the city!"

"Miss Yunhua is as beautiful as a flower, and she is really a talented singer!"

"The one in General Xie's arms is not the Marquis of Jiangling?!"

"Oh my God, my face is so pale!"

"I have long heard that the Marquis of Jiangling will not live until his old age, but now...wait a minute, how old is the Marquis of Jiangling..."

"Sure enough, early wisdom will lead to an early death. It's such a pity. I don't know if it will be better."

Listening to the discussion outside, Xie Mingli quickly checked to see if there were any residual blood stains in the box where Xie Yuheng had touched.

Only a small amount of blood was found at the base of the wall and on the stool where he had been sitting.

Xie Mingli squatted down, dipped his handkerchief in tea, and carefully wiped the base of the wall several times.

Finally, the sour plum soup that several people had not finished drinking was poured all over the box.

After confirming that it was correct, Fang simply wiped the stool, took it directly in his hand, opened the door and walked out.

"There's no need to look for it. Any extra money will be rewarded."

Raising his hand and throwing a silver ingot to the waiter, Xie Mingli walked downstairs quickly wearing only a white shirt.

Xie Yuheng's carriage has already gone to the Jiangling Marquis Mansion.

Xie Zhushu was left squatting in another carriage with his eyes vacant and his knees crossed.

Seeing that Xie Mingli had brought a stool, Xie Zhushu was a little confused and didn't quite understand what Brother Qing was doing.

It can be seen that his face was as sinking as water, and Xie Zhushu huddled up obediently, not daring to say a word.

The Marquis of Jiangling collapsed in a teahouse on the Mid-Autumn Festival night, and news of his unconsciousness spread like wildfire.

As if he had wings, he flew into every high-end courtyard and noble mansion. Some are happy, some are sad.

Chijia, beside the waterside pavilion.

Chi Guanxu held the mutton-fat white jade nine-ring chain in his hand and was teasing the baby in his arms.

After listening to the servant's report, Chi Guanxu handed his youngest son to the wet nurse to take him down.

Chi Guanji looked at the moonlit pool and laughed and said, "In that case, let's wait for the plan."

"This kid died of illness himself. It's better than us taking action and leaving others with clues."

Chi Guanxu also laughed, "I thought it was a rumor that he would not live past his prime, but I didn't expect it to be true."

The Yunjian Tea House is the property of the second wife of the Chi family.

As early as when everyone was chanting Yu Heng's name, someone quietly eavesdropped on the movement in the box.

The waiter witnessed Xie Yuheng's pale and colorless face with his own eyes before reporting it to the messenger.

"Speaking of which, my son really bless me hahaha!"

Chi Guanxu narrowed his eyes slightly, with a fatherly smile on his face.

Chi Guanji, who was stung by the smile, raised his eyebrows and agreed as if nothing was wrong: "No, no wonder Chu Tianchen is looking for a young girl."

"The child born to this young woman will bring good luck to her mother's womb."

"Guanji, I know you have a deep relationship with your siblings."

"But there is no man in the world who can keep his virginity for a woman. If not...if you have another child, you are still young."

Chi Guanxu tried to persuade him with good words, but Chi Guanji waved his hands repeatedly, "Forget it, maybe I won't have an heir in this life."

"Anyway, the eldest brother has a child, and our Chi family can have a daughter-in-law!"