Don't talk about money and hurt feelings!Marquis【Crossover】

The weather is sunny and not as cold as in the past, which also gave Xu Ziying a layer of goosebumps. He endured the cold, pushing his hands to refuse Rong Fei and said in disgust.

"You let me go."

Rong Fei was really taken aback by him, and after driving away the generals who were about to break in, he quickly hugged them tightly, trying to let Xu Ziying into the house.

But Xu Ziying didn't go in, and even tried his best to go out of the yard. Rong Fei was tired of letting him go out, so he wrapped his arms around his slender and smooth waist, and said.

"Yingying, good boy, stop making trouble, and come in."

Xu Ziying knew what Rong Fei was concerned about, and hummed: "If you don't let uncle let us go, believe it or not, I'll just walk out of the Hou's mansion."

Rong Fei was disgusted and naturally refused to let him go, and knew his temperament, he put his arms around him and persuaded him nicely: "Let it go, why don't you let it go, Yingying can do whatever she wants, then go into the house with Lord Hou first, don't freeze."

"Don't go!"

Rong Fei said angrily: "There are silver and jewels in the house, come in with me, how about I take them all for you?"

Xu Ziying didn't even hit him, and looked at Rong Feiyan very spinelessly: "Really?"

Rong Fei smiled and said: "That can be more, let's go and get into the house quickly." Just like that, Xu Ziying was half-forced by Rong Fei into the house.

The yard is spacious, it looks like it was built first, and the outside of the house is also big, it is probably Rong Feiyan's bedroom in the main house of the Hou Mansion.

Xu Ziying took the lead to enter the house, and the earth dragon brazier made the room warm. He subconsciously lowered his head and rubbed his arms, then raised his head, stunned by the scene in front of him.

After closing the door, Rong Fei turned into the compartment and took out a blanket to cover him. Seeing that he was not moving, he followed his gaze and said with a smile.

"Master Hou, I've been thinking about it. I don't care where I put these paintings. It's better to hang them in the bedroom so that I can see them every day."

In the huge room, there was a distance of five or six steps between the two of them, and there was a section between the door and the bedroom. Apart from a small enshrined statue, Xu Ziying's paintings were hung all over the room.

Whether it was the waste drafts he drew casually or the paintings in the scrolls, they were all hung up, especially the "priceless treasure" that Rong Fei hated to paint, even opened up a space to hang on the wall, which can be seen clearly from the outside clearly.

Rong Fei hugged him tiredly, bowed his head and kissed his earlobe: "Yingying, don't look, let's go in and keep warm."

Xu Ziying pushed him away, pursed his lips uncomfortably, and said, "Who saw it, you... This is my painting, did I let you hang it up?"

Rong Fei said with a tired smile: "Then, I'll buy it all, how about we come in and talk about the price?"

Only then did Xu Ziying follow him in, Rong Feiyan directly led him to the couch, and wrapped him in a brocade quilt, Xu Ziying was not polite, and sat cross-legged and said.

"A piece of five taels of silver, whether you want it or not."

Rong Fei poured a cup of hot tea to warm him up, and sat down next to him: "I'll give you ten taels for a piece, let me see the injuries on your body."

"Okay, that's 20 taels of silver."

Xu Ziying raised his chin, giving full play to his unreasonable potential, and was about to blackmail Rong Feiyan, but Rong Feiyan said happily without blinking his eyes.

"no problem."

Xu Ziying paused, thought quickly, and said, "No, 30 taels!"

"can."

"Then, 40 taels!"

"make a deal."

"50 taels!"

Rong Feiyan directly took out a two-handed box from the cabinet, and gave it to Xu Ziying: "Pay with one hand and deliver with one hand."

Xu Ziying opened the box, and the inside was full of white silver, which almost caught his eyes, and he was speechless for a while.

And Rong Feiyan directly lifted the blanket off his body.

Just now he didn't see it clearly from the outside, but at this moment the mottled bruises all over his body finally appeared in front of Rong Feiyan's eyes. After nearly a day, the bruises had turned from red to dark, showing a kind of dark black with blood spots.

Xu Ziying's skin was already fair and smooth, and the bruise seemed even more glaring.There was no other meaning in Rong Fei's tired eyes, his pupils gradually dimmed a bit, and he opened his mouth as he lightly touched a large wound with his fingertips.

"Yingying..."

Rong Fei's tired tone was full of distress, he hugged Xu Ziying into his arms, as if he was afraid of hurting him, his movements were extremely gentle.

Xu Ziying was counting the money, so he didn't care that Rong Feiyan hugged him, and when he finished counting happily, seeing that Rong Feiyan was still hugging him endlessly, he said casually.

"Okay, since you want to know, I'll tell you, I was robbed halfway, and then passed out. Anyway, except for a little injury, I didn't lose any money. Am I amazing?"

Rong Fei frowned and said, "Who is it?"

Xu Ziying was fiddling with money and said, "A group of bandits, but they were all killed."

Rong Fei said angrily, "Who killed it?"

Of course it wasn't Xu Ziying who killed him, Xu Ziying didn't pay attention to talking too much, he thought, but if he didn't say that Rong Fei was bored, he would ask endless questions, so he simply told the truth.

"That's the one, a brother of the Chief Guard, surnamed Zhou..."

"Zhou Yunke?" The dark light in Rong Feiyan's eyes flashed.

Xu Ziying didn't see it, so he nodded, "Yes, that's him."

Then he looked at Rong Feiyan: "Didn't you stay in Xuanle City for ten years? How do you know him?"

Rong Fei regained his smile and said: "He is a celebrity in front of His Majesty today, he is the head of the guards at a young age, there is more than one person in Xuanguo."

Xu Ziying said in his heart that he really didn't see that Zhou Yunke was such a character, and there would be no harm in getting to know more useful people, he couldn't help but say.

"It's amazing, it's not surprising, he is quite a good person."

Now that the injury is over, Rong Fei raised his brows tiredly, and said, "Not bad? Could it be that Lord Hou, I treat you badly?"

Xu Ziying cast a glance at him, and quietly said: "Can it be the same?"

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Rong Feiyan bullied himself on top of it, a box full of silver scattered on the bed, Xu Ziying wanted to catch it, but his wrist was pinned down, only to listen to Rong Feiyan talking on it.

"It looks like you know him very well."

The two breathed together, Xu Ziying saw himself reflected in his pupils: "Get up."

Although Xu Ziying's upper body was naked, he was injured, so Rong Fei resisted not touching him, propped himself on top of him, stroked his cheek, and said in a low voice.

"I miss you very much, Yingying."

Xu Ziying said: "You found me after two days of walking, not two years!"

Rong Fei tired of moving his eyes slightly, and laughed hoarsely: "Not for a moment." After speaking, he grabbed his lips.

The charcoal fire in the bedroom was still burning, warm as spring, Xu Ziying felt warm all over her body, lying on the soft bed was very comfortable, and was kissed inadvertently.

Smoke was wafting from the gold silk incense burner on the table, and his head was dizzy. Xu Ziying struggled for a few times and then stopped moving. He didn't know why he didn't push Rong Feiyan away, but his thoughts suddenly wandered, but he didn't know where he went.

When Rong Fei got tired of kissing enough, the hot breath from his buried head lingered in Xu Ziying's ears, causing a strange feeling.

Xu Ziying's butterfly-like eyelashes trembled slightly, inexplicably thinking that Rong Fei was tired of saying that Zhou Yunke was the leader of the Guard Division, leader?

He had heard a story, that person was also the leader, what was his name...Jiang, Jiang...

"Jiangluo..."

Hearing this, he felt the person on his body pause slightly, and Rong Fei was tired of staring at his handsome face, his tone was unclear.

"What did you say?"