big name bastard

"Wait? What are you waiting for!" Mrs. Xu gritted her silver teeth, turned her head abruptly and said to the person beside her, "Lead the way ahead, I'm going to see that bitch in the vice president!"

"Yes." Nanny nodded, but Mrs. Xu ordered again in a blink of an eye, "Bring that bottle of Crane Crown Red!"

Mammy's expression froze, her hands trembled, and then she bowed her head deeply to obey the order.

Back in the lotus courtyard, Rong Mian always felt uncomfortable, as if someone was watching with a pinhole at any time, but that feeling was not real enough.He shook his face, took off his robe, went into the inner courtyard and punched him.Carrying the wooden stake that Master Wu left behind, he performed martial arts moves for a while until he was sweating profusely. He stood in the original position and took a horse stance. He felt that his hamstrings were strong and his fists were calloused. , The snow-white skin shed a layer of oily sweat under the sun, which is particularly masculine.

Rong Mian suddenly thought of the scene of Zi Yi lying in his arms, he couldn't help laughing, the bucket full of water hanging on the left suddenly tilted, his whole body fell into the mud, his face and body were covered, and he was out of breath. .

Zi Yi's mature porcelain-white cheeks still remained in his mind.

"Should I find a girlfriend? In my previous life, I found a girl like her. She was mature, noble, sensible and generous, occasionally acted like a baby, and needed to be pampered. She was also willful, but always knew how to advance and retreat at the right time. Elegant women are the cutest! "

Rong Mian raised his muddy face, looked at the blue sky, his big eyes were full of longing.Then I saw a white cloud in the sky, which suddenly turned into the appearance of Su Yu. The majestic momentum swept over, and I was crushed to the ground without any suspense. throw in the towel.

Ugh--

Rong Mian's mind was filled with the glorious images of his ex-girlfriends, but when he thought of Su Yu, all of them were smashed to pieces.

Sitting down on the ground, I had no choice in my heart.

Rong Kaiji sat in a dark room with his legs crossed, his pair of cold eyes stared straight at the scenery in the yard, for a long while, like frozen ice, even his breath hadn't changed, his eyelashes seemed to be still , not moving a bit.

After a while, a voice came from outside, Ming She rushed in and saluted.

Rong Kaiji finally opened his lips, "Are they all gone?"

Ming She nodded, "Yes, they are all gone, leaving the imperial capital with Xiahou Junwang's subordinates."

Rong Kaiji's complexion was deep, and he said after a while, "You go to Yunci Temple for me..." He stretched out his hand, holding a letter under his fingertips, "Give this letter to Master Yizheng."

"What about Yu Song?" Ming She took the letter puzzled, and carefully put it into his bosom.

Rong Kaiji pursed his lips, and suddenly smiled coldly, "Yu Song will stay at Yizheng's place, and it will be of great use. You just need to give the letter to Master Yizheng, and then send the message back."

Ming She looked at the eldest young master in front of him complicatedly, feeling displeased and happy, but he had no choice but to nod his head, "The villain is going."

Watching Ming She leave, Rong Kaiji put his hands on his forehead, closed his eyes and whispered softly, "Rong Mian, you are too naive..."

In the lotus courtyard, Panxiang came back and reported that the stone was much better and could eat, and then saw the third young master who loves cleanliness playing with live mud.His hands are full of loess mud, but he never tires of it. The mud the size of his palm was rubbed into long strips by him, forming a delicate and slender figure, pointing out the nose, eyebrows, chest and limbs, and then pinching a cloak. Put it on the little man.

"Master, this young lady is so pretty!" Pan Xiang fetched a basin of water, brought it to her face, and praised the young master while cleaning her hands.

Rong Mian waited for her hands to be cleaned, then moved closer to the villain, put it to her lips and kissed, "Yes, she is a beauty, she is now, and she will be a beauty when she gets old. In my heart, she will always be It's beautiful! Especially when she... wears her wedding dress."

It's a pity that she put on a wedding dress, but married someone else.

Rong Mian frowned and threw away the clay figurine, got up and went into the house, "Bring me water, I need to take a bath!"

"What's wrong, young master, are you angry?" Pan Xiang carefully kept the clay figurine, promised, and went to prepare Mu Tang.

After bathing, Rong Mian was worried whether to go to Yan Ning Yuan, Zi Yi would have to explain something.It's just that after Lei Zhen came in, this matter was left behind, "The courtiers of the Royal Peach Blossom Court gathered, such as nobles, talented men and beautiful women. As the third son Rong who won the first prize at the banquet respecting the princess, if you don't make If you do something a little bit brighter, then there will be no bright future."

Lei Zhen's words hit Rong Mian: I have to make a good poem at the Peach Blossom Banquet——unfortunately, I can't remember it at all;

Writing good handwriting is probably just a dream.

So what to do?

Rong Mian took a brush and drew on the paper. After finishing the painting, he realized that all the paper he had painted was white and beautiful long legs!

Beauty has loved beauty since ancient times, and so did the concubines at the Peach Blossom Banquet.After pleasing the concubines, the emperor is naturally not difficult to please.

After the silk yarn is shipped, what should I do with it?

Rong Mian looked at those long legs in the painting, tilted his head and half-closed his eyes, and various thoughts popped up in his mind.To be able to please the beauty, and try to be as beautiful as possible, without being too open...

"Could it be that you have reached the estrous period?"

Lei Zhen stretched out his small face from the side, and then those long legs fell on Rong Mian's face, "These are the legs of a beautiful woman, could it be that you like these?"

"What do children know?" Rong Mian took back the paper, and impatiently slapped Lei Zhen away, and suddenly saw the long picture scroll under Lei Zhen's body, which seemed to be drawn by a light pencil but was lifelike and beautiful. Thousands.

It's just an outline, so if the cloth is painted with color and then the pistil is drawn, wouldn't it be a flourishing world?

A stack of beautiful legs fell to the ground in his hand, Rong Mian caressed the painting fondly, admiring while looking at it, "Who painted this, it's just like the real thing, it can't be photographed, it's so beautiful, the craftsmanship is amazing ah!"

"You like it too?" Lei Zhen stretched out his face and blinked his eyes.

Rong Mian didn't pat him away, but instead stroked his cute little face, "Lei Zhen, you didn't draw this, did you? You're such a child, can you draw this?"

"Actually, this is drawn by my master." Lei Zhen said, his face was serious and pious, although the ink was not dry yet.

"Oh, really, how powerful is your master..."

"Master, Lord Song is here!" Before Rong Mian finished his conversation, Pan Xiang hurried in to report.

Master Song, why did he come to me?Didn't you come to see Rong Yidao?

Before Rong Mian finished thinking, the voice of Song Xiuyuan, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, came from outside, "I don't need to inform you when I come here. Rong Mian, are you there?"

Even though he asked like this, he came straight in without giving anyone a chance to report.

"Rong Mian has met Mr. Song."

Going forward to greet him, Rong Mian invited him to a seat, but Song Xiuyuan actually stopped, staring fixedly at the table.

Rong Mian caught a glimpse of the pile of big white legs, and hurried forward to cover them, but unexpectedly, he was a step too late, Mr. Song was faster than him, and one step to the front of the case, his eyes were fixed on the rice paper on the case, "This... ...Good painting, good painting, you painted Mr. Rong San?!"

"Hehe, yes, yes." Rong Mian touched his head, his big white legs covered with rice paper, although it looked a bit indecent, it was actually a realistic style, a kind of art, right?

"It's really good!"

Song Xiuyuan admired, stretched out his hand straight away from the 'big white leg' and turned towards the picture of a flourishing age of spring——

Huh?

Rong Mian was taken aback, wasn't he talking about his paintings?You mean this one by Lei Zhen?

"Not only can you write poetry, but the third son can also paint, and it is such a lifelike and poetic painting. The third son really lives up to his reputation!" Song Xiuyuan gave a thumbs up, looking up and down at the meticulously drawn painting like a treasure Picture scroll, she couldn't help turning her head and sighing at Rong Mianshi's color.

"No! This is not me..."

Rong Mian hurriedly shook his head to refute.Being identified as a poet is troublesome enough.Now he can't write half a line of poetry; if he is recognized as a painter again, it will be even more troublesome, he can't even write a beautiful traditional Chinese character, what kind of family is he painting!

"It was drawn by the third son!"

A crisp voice came, pressing down Rong Mian's hand forcefully, he said affirmatively.

It was only then that Song Xiuyuan realized that there was another person in the room. He unconsciously looked at the person and found that he had beautiful features, dark and slender phoenix eyes, as clear as jade, extremely deep and extremely black, and his handsome appearance was somewhat familiar. Thinking about it carefully, Suddenly realized, he hurriedly threw the painting away, "Young master is you! It's you!"

Isn't it Mr. Zou's disciple?It's him.

At the banquet at King Jing's Mansion back then, he only showed up once.Song Xiuyuan was complained by his son for a while, but he couldn't find him. Now, it really didn't take any effort.

"Young master, quickly come with me, I have something to ask you, and your teacher, Mr. Zou!"

"Okay!" Lei Zhen nodded, agreeing very simply.The two walked out hand in hand, and soon disappeared in the courtyard.

Rong Mian looked at the empty room, then at Panxiang, "Why is Mr. Song here?" Why did he drag Lei Zhen away at the end when he was looking for him?And that Mr. Zou, who is that?

Pan Xiang shook her head to express her ignorance, she just pouted her lips to express that she had something to say, and when Rong Mian nodded, she said, "Just now when Lord Song came, a man named Bao Yi came and said he was King Yuchen. Please, young master, go swimming in the lake, tomorrow morning, the weather is already optimistic, it is sunny, the prince wants you to wear less clothes, and be careful of sweating and catching cold..."

The drawing paper that Rong Mian touched was stiff, and when he looked up, Pan Xiang spoke fluently as if reciting a book, but his alert eyes were staring straight at him, as if he was looking at a thief!

Raising his eyebrows, Rong Mian motioned for her to speak directly.

"Young master, didn't you say you would marry a wife and have children? If you go out with King Yuchen like this, you still want to marry a wife and have children?"

"What do you want to say?" Rong Mian pursed his lips, his face was colorless, and his heart was slightly bitter. He didn't want to go out either, but is it up to him?

The king wants his ministers to die, and his ministers have to die.

Now that King Yuchen wants him, how dare he refuse?

Rong Mian bit his lip, it wouldn't be good for him if the incident got bigger; it wouldn't be good for Rong Mian if it wasn't a big deal, if it was as big as a sesame seed;

Seeing this, Panxiang immediately stepped forward, and poured out all the words Baoyi said to herself, like pouring beans, "...Young master, this is how things are. If you go to Xuanyao Kingdom, the young master will really I can only be a concubine. No, not a concubine, but just a servant. A servant can serve the prince, sacrifice his life for the prince, and at the same time warm the bed for the prince..."

"Is there any way for Baoyi to tell you?" Rong Mian stared at Panxiang abruptly and asked sharply.

"Eh!" Pan Xiang's face suddenly turned red, why did the young master ask such a question, did he guess that Bao Yi told him?

"Say it quickly if you have a way. If you don't say it now, be careful not to miss the opportunity!" Rong Mian turned and sat on the chair, crossed his legs, delicate and noble, and looked down at the girl.

Pan Xiang's face turned even redder, and she hesitated and couldn't speak. Seeing that Rong Mian was getting impatient, she whispered, "Forgive me, young master. This servant only said it after hearing Bao Yi's words. Bao Yi said, As long as the young master dresses up as a woman... and admits that he has already taken a fancy to Yuchen Wang... then he will definitely be able to dislike the prince. The young master does not need to be a concubine."

I thought the young master would be angry, but I didn't expect him to think about it seriously?Pan Xiang was slightly surprised.

You can try Baoyi's method.

Rong Mian thought to himself, Su Yu hated cheating the most.If he said that he fell in love with him early, Su Yu must have the feeling of falling into a trap, and it will be sooner or later to make him hate him; secondly, since Su Yu likes men, then he must not like women, right?Although it is also possible to have double or surnamed love, Rong Mian can be sure that Su Yu doesn't like women when these words come from Bao Yi's mouth!

This method is feasible!

After finalizing the case, Rong Mian nodded after finalizing the solution.Unexpectedly, Panxiang left happily, and came back after a while, holding a set of women's clothing in her hands, "Master, I have prepared it for you!"

Seeing Pan Xiang's radiant look, Rong Mian always felt that he had fallen into a trap.

Come to plot with my girl and that Baoyi!

Rong Mian was a little angry and looked forward to Xiangxiang's "eat the inside out", but thinking about getting rid of Su Yu's "forced marriage", it is not a cost-effective thing.

Isn't it just women's clothing? Wear it.

Su Yu will be settled tomorrow, and I can go to my own business later.

Panxiang turned her head and nodded happily at Baoyi.

That Baoyi was as happy as she was, and happily went back to the mansion, entered the mansion humming a tune, and returned to Yuchen Wang.

Su Yu didn't expect that Rong Mian would agree so easily, and even said that he was invited with makeup, and asked himself to pick him up in person.

There was a deer hitting his chest fiercely in his heart, Su Yu lowered his head to hide his big smiling face, his chest was throbbing with ecstasy, he turned around and entered the house, immediately took the scenery around the lake into his chest, and took Baoyi After being called in for some good orders and arrangements, I was relieved.

Tomorrow, let Rong Mian obey him!