Chapter 754

"Alas - my neck hurts and there's no tea -"

Feng Zhen put down his pen, beat his sore neck with his fist and moved his toes. After sitting for a long time, he felt that both legs didn't belong to him.

Yang Si rummaged through a pile of bamboo slips without raising his head. "There's no tea. Just ask the maid in the tea room to add another pot."

Feng Zhen's face showed a little meaningful smile, "just right, the maid in the tea room has good massage skills."

Yang Si lowered his eyes and said, "you're really not afraid of things. Who knows what these maidens used to be?"

The imperial city of Chenzhou experienced a disaster. Many officials were captured, leaving many concubines, female slaves, servant girls and servant women kept by the ministers... The residence where they are staying is also left by others, and the servant girls and maids they serve were later found.

Feng Zhen said, "just let her pinch her shoulder and relax. I don't do anything else."

Really speaking, Fengzhen has restrained a lot since he came under Jiang Pengji's command.

I used to sleep every day, but now I can't hold my little sister's hand for a few months, let alone develop a further relationship.

If compared with the past, today's life is like a bitter monk with pure cultivation and few desires.

He was about to give himself a bow of tears. There was a slight sound of footsteps outside, and the shadow thrown into the hall approached slowly.

Feng Zhen didn't lift his head and said, "go and fill up the tea on the table and pinch my shoulder. The strength is the same as yesterday."

After half a ring, there was no action.

"You asked me to add tea and pinch your shoulder?"

There was a familiar voice overhead, with an unspeakable warning.

Feng Zhen didn't hear it for a while, and suddenly laughed, "why, let you add tea and pinch your shoulder, wronged you?"

At this time, the barrage of the whole live studio is distressing Fengzhen. By the way, I expect him to be cleaned up by the anchor.

[I love to send a few]: high energy warning ahead - your naughty man Shenfeng is about to be beaten by the anchor.

[bleaking in the wind]: I really want to shake Feng prodigal son on the shoulder. Isn't it good to live? Why do you want to die?

[eldest grandson matchless]: Yes, why do you want to die? Let the anchor add tea to him? I think the anchor will hold his jaw and pour the whole pot of hot water into it. Let the anchor pinch his shoulder? No, is he sure he won't break his clavicle?

"Feng Zishi, I dare to pinch it. I'm afraid you don't have the courage to let me pinch it. It's a good little life. In the office, there's leisure to let the servant girl serve and pinch your shoulder?" Jiang Pengji took two steps forward, and the snow-white socks came into each other's sight.

Feng Zhen listened to the other party calling himself with his surname and words, and his voice became a familiar tone. He was cluttered in his heart.

He looked up slowly, like a prisoner waiting for the death penalty.

Oh——

She slightly bent her knees and squatted down, facing his eyes, "Zishi, do you want to try my craft?"

Feng Zhen was so frightened that he leaned back and fell to the ground.

He hurriedly got up and said, "see your Lord."

Jiang Pengji smiled and asked him, "you haven't answered my question yet."

Feng Zhen's expression suddenly became bitter, like eating a basket of balsam pear.

What's this called!

I knew that the woman who came in was not a maid but Jiang Pengji. Unless he wanted to die, how could he order her?

However, the Lord of his family wears women's clothes, which doesn't seem to be so hot eyes. It's much better than Fengzhen's big man in women's clothes.

Yang Si, who was watching the whole process, couldn't help laughing.

Feng Zhen deserved to be startled.

"Well, you Yang Jingrong, look at people's embarrassment sincerely."

Feng Zhen was not used to it at first. He always felt strange in front of the female dress Lord, but the impulse of Yang Si gained the upper hand.

Yang Si put his cheek in one hand and said with a smile, "if you don't give people control yourself, who can see you lively?"

"Careless in making friends!"

Knowing that Jiang Pengji was coming, Yang Si didn't remind him, but looked at him coldly.

What else does Feng Zhen want to say? There is a servant's voice outside.

"My Lord, Mrs. Huang Jun visits me."

Jiang Pengji was surprised, "Mrs. Huang, who is it?"

Yang thought and said, "it should be Huang song's wife. I don't know what the other party is doing."

Jiang Pengji was stunned. "Huang BOGAO has a wife? When did he get married without notice."

Mrs. Huang song came to the door. Naturally, Jiang Pengji couldn't stop people outside the door. She had to meet them in person.

Yang Si said, "Lord, do you need to dress up again? If you receive guests like this, it's too simple."

Jiang Pengji didn't care. "Your Lord is not an ordinary housewife. Who can see it dressed up?"

With that, she left with great strides.

She is two or three steps ahead of an ordinary woman.

Look at her size. She is tall and tall. Ordinary men feel pressure, not to mention those petite women.

Yang Si looked at it and had a faint stomachache.

He felt that the LORD was not wearing the wrong clothes. It was clearly the wrong birth.

Mrs. Huang song settled down in the living room. When Jiang Pengji passed by, she found two maid with a knife at her waist standing outside the door.

She didn't frown. She looked naturally and saw a bright girl sitting in the lower right.

He is young and wears a woman's bun. This should be Huang song's wife.

[sad at night]: it's too late. Huang song's wife looks like a girl in senior one, but they are married.

Jiang Pengji and the audience have the same idea.

Huang song's wife is still a childish girl, but her eyebrows are more stable than adults.

"My concubine, Huang Qi, has seen Liuzhou mu."

When Jiang Pengji sat down, Mrs. Huang song bowed to her, and the four maids with knives who served behind her also saluted.

Jiang Pengji found that not only the maid was carrying a knife, but Mrs. Huang song was also a martial artist, with two knives in the belt around her waist.

Tut tut - the little pepper alive. I wonder if Huang song is afraid of this young lady?

"Bergamot and I are close friends. I'm really out of touch with such a big gift, madam."

Compared with Mrs. Huang song, who is well dressed to travel and has no shortage of hawksbill hairpins, Jiang Pengji is particularly gloomy.

However, their aura is different. Even if Jiang Pengji faces up to the sky, she can still bring great momentum and oppression to each other.

"Liuzhou Mu saved his concubine and husband at the court meeting. This gift can't be saved."

Jiang Pengji said, "it's just a little effort. Mrs. Qi came to thank you?"

"Yes, but I don't know what Liuzhou Mu likes. If anything is inappropriate, please forgive me."

Jiang Pengji glanced at the gifts placed below. They were all high-quality rouge, gouache, cloth and jewelry.

She couldn't help but be dumb and know the purpose of this.

"Thank you."

Now it was Mrs. Qi's turn to be surprised.

"The State animal husbandry is not angry?"

"Why be angry?" Jiang Pengji said, "these are good things. I can't use them, but there are always beauties who need them."