After I was reborn, I became the beautiful, strong and miserable master of the male protagonist

Song Bi frowned when he recalled the Xu family.

He has never been used to the Xu family, he only feels that this family is a nest of snakes and rats, and there is no good thing at all.

However, his family is also well-bred, and each one is carved out of the mold, and they all like to climb high and get rich, and they are femme fatales.

Song Bihui had already seen through Xu Qiu's sinister intentions when Xu Qiu handed over the returned wedding invitations to him.

This person is greedy for beauty, and regards women as playthings to improve his cultivation, and his methods are vicious, which can be said to be unacceptable.

Now he actually dared to jump to the top of Mount Ze beyond his control. I really don't know if this person is stupid or bad.

What he said to Xu Qiu earlier was that he already knew that the Xu family would surely be overthrown.

After all, in the dark, there is a way of heaven.

Moreover, the Xu family only regards their children as tools to cling to the powerful.

It was also Sima Zhao's heart that they found Qiaohe and changed their minds to Jiangyufeng again, and everyone knew it.

"My father should be back soon, take me into the house." Jiang Yufeng counted the time and felt that Jiang Lizhuo's return was about the same time, so he reached out and patted Song Bihui's shoulder, and said with a sigh of relief He whispered with interest, "Drive..."

Song Bihui stretched out his hand to hold him in his arms, and stood up, "Master, why did you treat me like a horse?"

He pretended to be cold and said, and then lightly patted Jiang Yufeng's buttocks like a warning.

"Song Bihui!! What are you doing!" Jiang Yufeng felt that his brain was going to explode immediately, and an indescribable sense of shame rose up. He wanted to struggle, but suddenly realized that Song Bihui's arms were extremely strong, and he couldn't help it. Make him unable to move.

"Don't touch Master." Song Bihui had no choice but to pat Jiang Yufeng's back comfortingly, and coaxed, "I was wrong..."

"You did it on purpose!" Jiang Yufeng became furious at the moment, even his parents and master had never spanked him, and Song Bihui took advantage of it today.

"Hmm." Song Bihui said with a faint smile, "Master, keep your voice down, so don't be overheard."

Jiang Yu heard this and immediately stopped.

He had no choice but to keep quiet, and twisted Song Bihui's arm in extreme displeasure, only to feel the muscle he had envied before.

Forget it, he thought to himself, stretched out his hand and touched it naturally.

Song Bihui gently closed the door behind him, and put Jiang Yufeng on the couch, but Jiang Yufeng seemed to be still sulking, and immediately turned his back to him.

He has a small body, and he feels puffy when he is angry, which is very cute.

If he was still a Zhesui Xianjun, it would be hard for people to think that this lofty Xianjun still looks like this.

Being so pure and willful, maybe this is the time for him to completely let go of his defenses.

Mr. Jiang and his wife are both present, and he is still staying in this haunted home, accompanied by his beloved.

It would be nice if time only stayed here.

Jiang Yufeng thought in secret, and slowly closed his eyes, he felt Song Bihui's fingers caressing his cheek lightly, pulling his broken hair behind his ears.

Then she sat quietly beside him.

The most feared thing in life is a big dream.

Seeing its prosperity and brilliance, and being drunk with gold, and seeing it gradually decaying and desolate, the song ends.

I have seen these Jiangyu winds, after all, since ancient times, good dreams are the easiest to wake up from.

He felt that he had slept in a daze for a long time, but he still refused to wake up. In the mist, he felt that someone suddenly pushed the door lightly and came in, but Song Bihui was no longer on the couch.

"The little guy is asleep." Jiang Lizhuo's gentle voice sounded in a low voice, and the generous and warm palm stroked his hair.

"Do you really have to do this?" His mother Mrs. Jiang's voice trembled with concern.

Jiang Lizhuo looked back at her resolutely, and coaxed, "Qingqing, this is the last resort. If I'm just worrying too much, then I will definitely bring Hansu back."

"En." Mrs. Jiang responded in a low voice, and slowly sat beside Jiang Yufeng.

Song Bihui had already hidden his figure when the two of them entered the room. At this moment, he lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Yufeng, who was pretending to be asleep, and felt an indescribable sadness welling up.

But this is actually more about Jiang Yufeng's emotions at the moment, but it is also infecting him all the time.

Jiang Lizhuo and the others only stayed in Jiangyufeng's room for a moment, then got up and left.

Jiang Yufeng opened his clear eyes, only to find that Song Bihui sat back beside him, then bowed his head and gently kissed his forehead.

"Where did you go just now?" He asked with a faint smile, Ren Song Bihui picked him up and put him on his lap.

"It's on the side." Song Bihui whispered, "Do you want to sleep a little longer?"

"Don't sleep anymore." Jiang Yufeng rubbed his eyes, but his eyes showed an uncontrollable loss, "They should be leaving soon."

The progress of this dream trip seems to be faster than in reality.

At that time, the matter of Jiang Lizhuo's private meeting with the second prince was known by the Holy One. As soon as this matter was exposed, the Jiang family was naturally and immediately involved in the royal family's disputes.

Jiang Lizhuo had been in the limelight before, and he loved to make good friends, and he could not tolerate sand in his eyes. Many people were secretly staring at him, and the Holy One had long been afraid of him.

Now, with Xu Yi stirring up the muddy water and adding oil and vinegar, people with ulterior motives are even more dissatisfied and want to take advantage of this to pull him off the horse.

This is the inevitable ending, it just happens sooner or later.

The court is in turmoil, who can be alone?

Sure enough, within a few days, a flood suddenly broke out in Lingxi, and the Holy Majesty ordered Jiang Lizhuo to go to control the flood, and even allowed Jiang's family to go there.

Jiang Lizhuo and his wife were in pairs, they were inseparable at all, but when he heard the Holy Majesty say this in the court hall, his heart skipped a beat, and an extremely bad premonition came up.

This is clearly a death order!

Flood control is false, and disaster relief is true. Maybe he is on the way, so he will never return.

Since ancient times, loyal ministers have not ended well, Jiang Lizhuo felt a sense of sadness in his heart, he bowed his head to accept the order, but when he looked up, he saw the worried and indifferent eyes of some people around him.

He understood.This time, the emperor wanted his ministers to die, and the ministers had to die.

There was a sad smile on his face, thinking that he was a chic and righteous half of his life, when he was proud of the horseshoe disease in the spring breeze, he saw all the flowers in Chang'an in a day, and he was dressed in the spring breeze, so he was not wanton.

Thinking about it now, it was nothing but a flashy show.

As soon as Jiang Lizhuo got off the court, he took a sedan chair and went straight to Yunqing Temple.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, why are you free today?" Immortal Master Huai Ling was pleasantly surprised to see Jiang Lizhuo.

They had only met once before, and although they agreed to talk about it later, but because of Jiang Lizhuo's busy schedule, they couldn't find a time to meet again.

But Jiang Lizhuo's face was pale when he came this time, and there was still sweat on his forehead.

Huai Ling paused immediately, and asked in a low voice, "What happened to Mr. Jiang?"

"Immortal Master... Can I ask you to take Gouzi as your apprentice, please take him away." Jiang Lizhuo said with a wry smile.

"what!?"

"Master, may I take you away?" Song Bihui suddenly lowered his eyes and asked him in a low voice, "I want to hide you."

Jiang Yufeng paused for a moment, he looked at Song Bihui in disbelief, but unexpectedly his eyes looked very serious.

"But if my parents can't find me, they will have nothing to do with you." Jiang Yufeng said with a light smile, "Song Bihui, you are so brave."

Song Bihui couldn't help laughing when he heard the sound, he was usually as distant and indifferent as ice that would not melt.

Now when I smile, I really can't take my eyes off, "But I have already worshiped the world with Master, and I am not a person who is not clear."

Jiang Yufeng felt his face suddenly heat up, and angrily pushed Song Bihui's chest to break free and said, "You are the only one who can be talkative! I don't know who I learned from."

"But on weekdays, only my master teaches me, so how can I learn from others." Song Bihui continued, the smile in his eyes even wider.

Jiang Yufeng: "..."