evil tiger marries husband

When Zhengde was so drunk that he staggered around and went to catch others to drink, Bai Yingyang slipped away quietly. He first went to the pharmacist to get some tonics that were good for the wound, and then went to Dongchu to catch a chicken, and then returned to the other courtyard.

This courtyard was specially arranged by Zhengde for the five of Zhang Ehu to live in. It is named "Yuhua Garden". The paths in the garden are all paved with colorful Yuhua stones, colorful and luxurious!At this time, Ye Ying was sitting in the gazebo in the courtyard and meditating. When he saw Bai Yingyang coming back, he went up to meet him and said, "Why is there a chicken?"

Bai Yingyang raised the herbs in his hand and said: "I went to the pharmacy to get the tonic, and stewed chicken soup for the tiger to drink."

Ye Ying took the medicinal materials in his hand, took them into the kitchen and said, "I was also in the hall just now. I saw you leave, and I came back too. I waited here for half a day. Why did you go here for so long to get the medicine?"

Bai Yingyang smiled and said: "The pharmacist is very talkative, I talked to him for a while."

Ye Ying said: "Stewed chicken soup...do I have a share?"

Bai Yingyang said: "Are you injured?"

Ye Ying smiled and said: "When I climbed back to the tower, I slipped and scratched my fingers."

Bai Yingyang smiled and said: "Bah, this little injury is still asking for a reward, well, chicken blood for you."

Ye Ying followed him into the kitchen and put the medicinal materials on the stove. Seeing him killing chickens and draining blood, he said, "Young master lost a lot of blood today. If you stew such a tonic soup, aren't you afraid that he will have a nosebleed after drinking it?"

Bai Yingyang said: "You're right, the tiger bleeds a lot, so the chicken blood won't be given to you, it's better to replenish his blood."

Ye Ying let out an "Ah yo", frowning.

Bai Yingyang smiled and said, "I told you to talk too much." Then he asked, "Where are Hanji and Xionghong?"

Ye Ying said: "They like to be lively and listen to those people from all corners of the world talking nonsense at the banquet."

Bai Yingyang took out a blue and white stew pot from the gauze cupboard, cut up the washed and peeled chicken, put it into the pot, poured water, and stewed it over high heat. After a while, the aroma filled the kitchen.

Ye Ying said: "It smells so good!" Then he put his arm around his waist and bit his ear.

Bai Yingyang hurriedly avoided, "What are you doing?"

Ye Ying said: "Let's be happy and happy when we are full of warmth and thinking about lust|lust."

Bai Yingyang frowned and said, "Do you only think about this kind of thing all day long?"

Ye Ying said: "What's wrong with thinking about this kind of thing?"

Bai Yingyang said: "This is the kitchen."

Ye Ying smiled and said: "What are you afraid of, everyone is eating and drinking in the living room now, and won't come in."

Bai Yingyang hesitated and said, "But..."

Ye Ying was originally a child prostitute arranged by Mrs. Zhang to let Bai Yingyang learn about intercourse. At first, the two were young, ignorant, groping for each other, and the relationship was quite close. But as they grew older, Bai Yingyang knew about love and felt that both Fiancee, it's really not appropriate to go on like this with Ye Ying, and she should break it off as soon as possible.

What's more, Bai Yingyang was born with a weak body and insufficient energy and blood, so he didn't have much desire for intercourse. Ye Ying has always been the one who took the initiative to seek sex.

At this moment Ye Ying saw that he wanted to decline again, but without waiting for an answer, he forcibly pressed him in front of the stove, feeling very happy.

Bai Yingyang was so worn out that he was in a trance. Suddenly, the top of his head became hotter and hotter. When he looked up, he suddenly saw a red stove less than three inches away from his face. The flames dazzled his eyes and made him dizzy. Ying kicked his leg away and said angrily: "You don't open your eyes to see, are you trying to push me into the stove and burn me to death?"

Ye Ying did something wrong, and sat on the ground with his head downcast, not daring to speak out.

Seeing that the fire was weak, Bai Yingyang took dry firewood and put it into the stove pit.

Ye Ying wanted to make up for his mistakes, and hurriedly said: "Second young master, I'll help you..." Unexpectedly, he took a step and knocked down a bucket by the stove. There was still a lot of water in the bucket, which not only wetted the other firewood on the ground, Even Bai Yingyang was soaked!

Ye Ying was shocked, and hurriedly wiped his face with a handkerchief and said, "Second Young Master, I'm sorry!"

Bai Yingyang waved his hand and said: "The more you help, the more busy you are. You don't know how to do kitchen work. Go to the firewood room and bring me some dry firewood."

Ye Ying put on his clothes and went out in a friendly manner. Although he was sold into Zhang's mansion by his parents as a servant, he had followed Bai Yingyang since he was a child and was favored by him. He doesn't know how to do any of them. In his free time, apart from settling accounts, he only practices martial arts with Zhang Ehu, not to mention helping to add firewood to the fire. I'm afraid he doesn't even know the correct way to use a hatchet.

On the contrary, Bai Yingyang, who often went out to the countryside with Zhang Ehu to play in mountains and rivers, and occasionally spent the night in the wild, did the laundry and cooking. He was much more capable than some of the servants at home.

Bai Yingyang tidied up his clothes, saw that the chicken was almost stewed, opened the lid and put in the medicine, and saw a small packet of pink medicinal powder among a large pile of medicinal materials. Here, it should be the tonic given by the doctor, and it was immediately poured into the stew pot.

While stewing, I suddenly heard a singing voice from outside saying: "It's good to have clear water and clear water, and it's also strange to see empty mountains with rain. If you want to compare West Lake to West Lake, it's always suitable to wear light makeup and heavy makeup."

When Bai Yingyang heard this voice, his whole body shook, his hands trembled, and the spoon fell to the ground and was smashed into pieces.

At this moment, Zhang Ehu's voice sounded outside, "What's that voice?"

The singer said: "It seems to have broken something."

Following the sound of footsteps, Zhang Ehu walked into the kitchen, holding a man in purple by the hand.

When Bai Yingyang saw the man in purple, his eyes were dazzled, and he vaguely heard Zhang Ehu happily say in his ears: "Little Baiyang, look, Xiaoqiao is back!"

The man in purple was none other than Meng Cuiqiao, who had left the book for more than half a year and hadn't heard from him. He smiled and said, "Master Bai, hello, long time no see."

Bai Yingyang regained his composure, nodded and said, "Yeah, long time no see... It's good that you come back, Tiger's daily diary will miss you."

Zhang Ehu was very happy, suddenly saw that his face was wet, and wondered: "Little white sheep, why is there water on your face?"

Bai Yingyang said: "Fuqu was reckless and accidentally kicked the bucket down, pouring water all over me."

Zhang Ehu touched him, and he felt that his body was cold, so he hurriedly said: "Take off your clothes quickly, it's cold, be careful of catching cold!" He took off his clothes and put his coat on him.

Bai Yingyang asked Meng Cuiqiao, "Where have you been these days?"

Meng Cuiqiao said: "Go to Jiangxi."

Bai Yingyang said: "Really."

Zhang Ehu pushed him and said, "Hurry up and change your clothes, we'll talk later if we have something to say."

Bai Yingyang nodded and said: "The chicken soup is ready, tiger, go and drink it."

Zhang Ehu said: "Okay, go and change your clothes quickly." Pulling Meng Cuiqiao to the front of the stove, he smiled and said, "Xiaoqiaoer, you can drink."

Bai Yingyang pouted and said, "I didn't stew it for him..."

Meng Cuiqiao smiled and said, "Tiger, you should drink it."

Bai Yingyang consciously made a slip of the tongue, and hurriedly said: "The tiger is injured...the chicken soup is specially stewed for him with added blood tonic, if Xiao Qiaoer wants to drink, I will make another stew later..." After finishing speaking, he left.

Meng Cuiqiao looked at his back and thought, "This little brat is hot and cold, but he is still so unpredictable." Looking back, he suddenly saw Zhang Ehu standing in front of the stove, taking out the hot stew pot from the pot with his bare hands. He said anxiously: "Be careful of the heat!"

Zhang Ehu said: "It can't burn me."

Meng Cuiqiao couldn't believe it, so he rushed forward and took a look at his hand. Sure enough, there was no injury at all, not even the slightest bit of redness or swelling.

Zhang Ehu smiled and said: "I use a very powerful kung fu called 'holding the stew pot without burning your hands'."

Meng Cuiqiao smiled and said: "Don't deceive me that I have little knowledge. I know a kind of kung fu that can freeze the surroundings into icicles."

Zhang Ehu said: "That's called 'Xuanming Dafa'. It's a crooked kung fu. My kung fu is newly created recently. I can feel cold when I want to be cold, and hot when I want to be hot. I can do whatever I want. It is not hot or not like 'Xuanming Dafa'. It's very different."

Meng Cuiqiao laughed and said: "In this way, we don't need to make ice in our ice well. If you want to eat a frozen duck pear, you just need to hold it in your hand, and it will be completely frozen." Bowl, filled with chicken soup to feed him.

Zhang Ehu took a sip, the taste was quite strong, he smiled and said: "The chicken soup is delicious, you can drink it too." He spooned a spoonful and fed it to his mouth.

Meng Cuiqiao opened his mouth to drink, and suddenly shuddered, and his ears turned red in an instant.

Seeing his strange expression, Zhang Ehu wondered, "Isn't it delicious?"

Meng Cuiqiao said anxiously: "No, it's delicious!" When he saw him spooning it again, he shook his head like a rattle and said, "This is specially stewed for you by Mr. Bai, and it contains a lot of great tonic. I can't stand it anymore. , can't drink these!"

Zhang Ehu thought it was right, and immediately drank it upside down. Seeing a lot of pink powder scattered on the stove, he said, "Is this pepper powder?"

Meng Cuiqiao blushed and said in a low voice, "I don't know..."

At this time Ye Ying came in with firewood, because Meng Cuiqiao was dressed as a man, he didn't know who it was for a while.

Zhang Ehu smiled and said: "Fu Que, this is the young lady."

Ye Ying hurriedly said: "Hi, young lady! You are back, young lady. Young master misses you very much."

Meng Cuiqiao smiled and said, "Really?"

Bai Yingyang came in again, he had already changed into a set of dark blue brocade cotton trousers, cotton shoes on his feet, holding a lot of medicinal herbs in his left hand, and a chicken in his right hand.

Ye Ying said: "Why is there another chicken?"

Bai Yingyang said: "I'll make chicken soup for the eldest and young lady."

Meng Cuiqiao also said that he just said it casually, but he didn't expect to cook it again, and hurriedly said, "Thank you."

Bai Yingyang walked to the stove and saw a lot of pink medicinal powder scattered on the stove, so he took a dustpan and broom to sweep it.

Ye Ying rushed over and said, "Let me do it!"

Zhang Ehu said: "Little white sheep, are those pepper powder?"

Bai Yingyang said: "No, it's medicine powder, I got it from the pharmacist."

Zhang Ehu said: "What kind of medicinal powder, what effect does it have?"

Meng Cuiqiao paused and said, "Stop asking!"

Zhang Ehu wondered, "Why?"

Meng Cuiqiao didn't answer, his face became flushed, and he ran out suddenly.

Zhang Ehu hoped for him to come back with great difficulty, fearing that he would disappear again after running away, so he hurriedly chased after him, but he didn't expect him to stop before the door, and Zhang Ehu bumped into his back all of a sudden.

Meng Cuiqiao glanced at Zhang Ehu, then turned to Bai Yingyang and said, "Thank you very much."

Bai Yingyang said: "Thank you for what?"

Meng Cuiqiao didn't answer, and walked away with Zhang Ehu on his arm.

Bai Yingyang was puzzled, and asked Ye Ying, "What is he thanking me for?"

Ye Ying said: "Didn't you want to stew chicken soup for her to drink? Of course she would like to thank you." He also said: "Young Madam is really handsome in men's clothing. Why is she disguised as a man?"

Bai Yingyang said: "It's more convenient to wear men's clothes when going out."

Not long after, a melodious singing came from Zhang Ehu's room, it was Meng Cuiqiao's voice, Ye Ying said with a smile: "The eldest young lady will sing a tune for the young master, we are blessed."

After listening to it for a while, the two recognized that they were singing "The Story of the Three Towers of the West Lake". Meng Cuiqiao could imitate the voices of men, women and children, but he said delicately: "My surname is Bai, and my home is on the West Lake. I don't see my mother-in-law today. I'm lost." Road, I recognize officials and people, and live near me..." The tone was soft and melodious, which was quite different from the past, and after speaking, he even wept in a low voice.

The two were fascinated by what they heard, and couldn't help but go to the window, gently opened the sash, and peeked in through the gap.

I saw that Meng Cuiqiao had already taken off his purple clothes and put on a light white gauze. His black hair was flowing down and tied in the middle with a gold ribbon. He was sitting beside a vase of red plums, holding a konghou, playing freely.