Villain: Hold The Female Devil's Thigh Tightly While She's Still Young

It doesn't matter if you only know one word.

Zhao Qingpei was afraid that the next word Xiao Shengxia would learn was not to be my husband's father-in-law.

Who can withstand this? If word spreads, he will be considered to have bad habits?

Bah bah bah!

Sheng Yingting patted the clothes on her body, and the strong smell of medicine wafted out.

The clothes on her body are medicine clothes specially made by Grandma Sun. They are special clothes that can increase Sheng Yingting's physique anytime and anywhere.

"I...I'll tidy up and change my clothes. I'll be ready soon."

Sheng Yingting quickly rolled up the bamboo slips on the table with one hand and turned back to the house.

Zhao Qingpei sat at the stone table outside and waited for Sheng Yingting to clear it.

Bored, he knelt down and pulled Xiao Shengxia over.

Fluffy human pups are so cute.

"Come to Xiao Shengxia and talk to me, brother..."

"Look...look!!"

"Brother...brother~"

Zhao Qingpei deliberately lengthened and emphasized the pronunciation again.

This time Shengxia didn't speak but blinked her big eyes and stared at Zhao Qingpei without speaking.

It's useless, I can't speak anymore.

…

Sheng Yingting quickly changed into a long dress.

Taking a closer look, it was the same dress that I asked Zhao Sidong to customize that day.

"I changed into some nice clothes, and I look pretty good."

Zhao Qingpei praised and Sheng Yingting pursed her lips.

"Let's go, Mr. Gu will come with us."

"Mr. Gu, too?"

"Let's go out and see."

"oh oh."

Sheng Yingting followed Zhao Qingpei with small steps.

If you take them out, especially two people, you can't stand it! At this time, Zhao Qingpei thought of another person, Zhao Owl, who had just brought back the Eighteenth Bachelor.

Zhao Qingpei held Sheng Yingting in his left hand and Xiao Shengxia in his right hand, and found Zhao Owl.

After getting along for a period of time, Zhao Ou was no longer as resistant to Zhao Qingpei as before.

She readily agreed to Zhao Qingpei's invitation.

The carriage outside Zhao Mansion was already waiting, but Zhao Qingpei did not see Gu Wei.

As usual, Zhao Si was still waiting at the door holding the horse.

"Where's Mr. Gu?"

"Mr. Gu left first. He asked me to take the young master to Shihua Building."

Shihualou, this name doesn’t seem to be a good one, it’s a bit like a place to drink flower wine.

But in fact, this is a place where literati and elegant people like to gather.

Some rich girls or Jiangcheng geishas.

They are all people who only show off their skills but not their lives, or they come to appreciate poetry.

If the poems are well written, maybe they can get some favor and spend a good night together.

Zhao Qingpei was not interested in this kind of place at all.

After all, Zhao Qingpei really can't write or write poetry.

It would be really embarrassing if I copied it. My literary heritage lies here.

Copying a song from "Xia Ke Xing" almost made me feel bad.

When it comes to writing poetry, Zhao Qingpei is not good at it, and he has no idea about it, so he brags that he is good at it.

Zhao Qingpei wanted to refuse, but Sheng Yingting and Xiao Shengxia next to him were brightened.

The little hand holding Zhao Qingpei was also slightly tightened.

Zhao Qingpei felt something strange about Sheng Yingting.

I also understand that the little girl has never seen a lively place, so it would be a good idea to take her there to have a look.

Zhao Owl next to him also showed strong interest.

Zhao Owl looked slightly sideways at Zhao Qingpei.

Before I thought of it…

Just keep a low profile.

"Get in the car and go."

Just as Sheng Yingting was about to step forward, Zhao Qingpei hugged Sheng Yingting in a standard princess hug and put her on the carriage.

After delivering Sheng Yingting, the task of picking up the squealing little Shengxia was given to Zhao Owl.

…

There are four floors in Shihua Building, and various poems and poems are hung on the walls of each floor.

The streets of Yanbian are filled with lanterns and various vendors.

Some wealthy ladies will also perform couplets on the Shihua Tower when choosing a bride.

Today, the entire Shihua Building was crowded with people.

There were more than three times more people than before.

Zhao Qingpei is holding Sheng Yingting's little hand on the left, while Zhao Owl is holding little Shengxia.

Sheng Xia was also very happy to take advantage of Zhao Owl, and her whole body was pressed against Zhao Owl's body.

"It's so lively."

Zhao Si said from behind.

"Today, the daughter of Jing Jiu Wan, the richest man in the Great Zhou Dynasty, is looking for a son-in-law. As long as her talent and talent meet the requirements, she can join Jing Jiu Wan's family. Jing Jiu Wan only has one daughter. As long as she joins her husband, she can inherit Jing Jiu Wan's wealth and wealth."

Zhao Qingpei raised his head slightly.

The pair of couplets dropped for the purpose of marrying the bride hangs in the air above the Shihua Tower in a huge arrangement.

It reads: The spring breeze turns into rain and everything becomes new.

Obviously, please ask for the second link.

Zhao Qingpei thought slightly.

Jing Jiuwan's daughter - Jing Ali.

A woman with both talent and beauty.

Compared with Sister Zhao Ou next to me, her personality should be a bit higher.

After all, she is also a female supporting character.

It’s still so cliché, writing couplets into the story, this part is about the traveling Third Prince Cen Wu.

As the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Cen Wu has a very upright character.

After taking over Jing Jiuwan's daughter, he left in style. After that, Jing was alienated and fell in love with this kind of free and easy young man.

In the end, he ended up with Cen Wu.

However, on the day of the wedding, the eldest prince was purged, and the richest man, Jing Jiuwan, was accused of treason and his family was confiscated, and he became a sacrificial pawn.

So miserable.

This supporting role is simply a perfect match for myself.

It's just that Zhao Qingpei thought about whether Cen Wu, who knelt down in front of him during the banquet a few days ago, would come to this stage.

Zhao Qingpei shook his head and walked along the stairs of Shihua Building with the three girls.

Zhao Si was also very discerning and slowly backed away and stood waiting outside the door of Shihua Building.

Zhao Qingpei remembers that Cen Wu's answer to this poem was "The autumn moon reflects on the lake, and the mood is clear."

The first couplet expresses the vitality and vitality of spring, while the second couplet expresses the tranquility and clarity of autumn. Horizontal batch is the rhythm of nature.

If I cut off my beard, wouldn’t it...

It's okay to be shameless, but think about how miserable it will be after Jing's alienation. His family is ruined, and even though he is the richest man, his property is confiscated.

Even if it was to help the girl who "slipped", Zhao Qingpei felt that it was necessary to learn from Cen Wu's original sentence.

But we can't let her fall into the footsteps of supporting characters.

She was not a saint, so Jing Shuli was attracted by the third prince, and her charming appearance played a big role.

There are more and more people as you go up.

Zhao Qingpei quickly followed the stairs of Shihua Building and reached the fourth floor.

At this time, all the talented people who considered themselves to have good literary background were trying to read the first couplet written by Jing Shuli.

The surrounding tables filled the aisles, and the floor was covered with written couplets for those who came to step on them.

The servant on one side kept passing pens, ink, paper and inkstones to those who came up.

Especially because of Zhao Qingpei's outstanding appearance and temperament that stood out from others, the servant immediately sent the pen, ink, paper and inkstone directly to Zhao Qingpei, leaving the others behind.

"Sir, do you also want to try pairing a pair of couplets with my young lady?"

"I'll give it a try."

Zhao Qingpei picked up the brush.

Sheng Yingting, who was next to him, immediately picked up the yantai and paper and spread them on the table.

…

There was a person at the entrance of the corridor of Shihua Building. When he saw Zhao Qingpei's back, he stopped in place and could not go up even half a minute.