Crazy! Crazy batch of chief ministers reduced to subordinates

My bare feet have been cold outside and my heart is full of anger. The warmth in the tub can make people feel better.

Bei Sheng's heart was in chaos, and he really calmed down a little bit when he lay in the bathtub.

Shu Tang had been standing upstairs and saw clearly what happened at the door of the post house. Just now, he was at the door and listened to the conversation inside.

At this time, he was doing his work without saying a word.

When he was about to go out with the dirty clothes Bei Sheng had changed, he turned around and said: "If a girl has an adult in her heart, she should not get involved with other men."

Bei Sheng was lying in the tub. He didn't open his eyes, but raised his brows coldly, and said calmly: "It's not your turn, an outsider who knows nothing, to teach me a lesson about my affairs."

Her life is so complicated that even Lang Zhuo can't understand it, let alone Shu Tang who has only been with him for two or three days?
Even if everyone thinks she's treading two different boats, it doesn't matter, as long as she can tell who is love and who is kindness.

Shu Tang knew that he was not qualified to offer opinions, so he lowered his brows and said, "Girl, please don't get angry, I'm just talking too much!"

Then he quietly retreated.

In late autumn, the wind was howling, and the snowflakes were blowing on my face like knives.

The weather in late autumn in the North is like the midwinter in Beijing.

Lang Zhuo stood in the courtyard of the post house in a daze, as if he had had a big dream.

The cold wind and cold snow hit his face, and he suddenly became somewhat sober.

But Bei Sheng's words kept lingering in his mind. She pretended to do those things in her heart. He didn't want to pursue any unnecessary pursuit anymore, he just wanted someone to be by his side.

She and Zhao Shu even verbally engaged, but it didn't work; she was kind to the prince, and she kept saying that she wanted to be the prince's concubine, but he used a little trick to get her out of the palace; she seemed to be in love with Xiao Xu, In fact, the two of them had a romantic relationship...

After all, it was him who was petty, and it was his treachery, sinisterness, and capriciousness that chilled Bei Sheng's heart.

Beisheng, like him, seems to be strong and domineering, but in fact, he is just like these snow particles, breaking into pieces when touched and melting when rubbed.

Maybe she, like him, has experienced some unknown suffering.

He could somewhat understand why Bei Sheng avoided him. They were so similar.

When two people with imperfect hearts are together, this imperfection will always be magnified. It is scary to see one's own shadow in another person.

Lang Zhuo smiled bitterly in his heart. His scars have not healed, and the hatred of his family and country has not been forgotten. How can he better take care of another person who is also traumatized?
Perhaps it was the admiration and praise from others over the years that made his heart swell, forgetting his own fragility, and becoming arrogant.

He admitted that torturing Bei Sheng and watching her suffer became his pleasure.

There will be a voice in his heart saying: Look, there are people in this world who are more crazy and painful than you.

But why not, when he tortured Bei Sheng, he was also stirring up the pain in his heart?

Is it true that a saint can escape on his own, or is it the hell king who pulls people into hell?

Lang Zhuo raised the corners of his lips and smiled to himself. Obviously, he is the latter.

Hanging upside down on a swing on a cliff, he also showed Beisheng: Look, how powerful and capable I am, come and learn from me... Why can't you learn from me?

Qingyang came over quietly and put a thick cloak on his shoulders, "My lord, even if you are not afraid of the cold, you should also be careful of the wind chill."

His thoughts were pulled back by Qingyang, and Lang Zhuo glanced at him lightly.

Qingyang knelt on one knee in the snow, lowered his head and held his hands in his hands: "Sir, I have not completed the task assigned by you, please punish me."

Lang Zhuo didn't look at him anymore. He stood in the courtyard like a green bamboo.

He said leisurely: "Get up, you were right not to kill him."

Qingyang was almost catching up with Xiao Xu, and the sword on his waist was already unsheathed.

The people in front also heard the sound of the horses' hooves chasing behind them, and even looked back at Qingyang while on horseback.

Suddenly, Qingyang reined in and stopped. Any reasonable person would think that Xiao Xu did not deserve to die.

Even if you are angry for a moment, you will regret it later. Qingyang has been with Lang Zhuo for many years and knows that he is a decisive person who kills, but he is not a person who kills innocent people indiscriminately. This time, he stepped over and took over the responsibility for the master and let Xiao Xu go.

The people in front also noticed the murderous intention of him chasing him. They raised their whips and the horses ran faster.

Qingyang waited at the same spot until the men and horses in front were out of sight, then he reined in the horse and headed back.

However, if the facts turned out as Qingyang expected, if Xiao Xu really died today, the relationship between the master and Miss Xu would be completely over.

Lang Zhuo stood in the cold for a long time and figured it out.

Turning around, he took off the thick cloak and threw it to Qingyang, "Shu Tang, let's go. I'm going to see Beisheng."

Qingyang was suddenly stunned and said subconsciously: "I'm afraid the girl doesn't want to see the adults at this time. Why don't we wait until the girl's anger subsides tomorrow morning?"

But there is something on his mind. If he can't digest it today, how will Lang Zhuo survive until dawn?

Master once said that when two good people quarrel, the one who apologizes first wins.

There are not many people who are close to him, and they have never had such a quarrel. Today I want to try to see if the master's words are correct.

He brushed the snow off his body, lifted up his clothes and went upstairs.

There was still light in the room, and Beisheng was not asleep yet.

He knocked on the door twice and said in a very soft voice, "Beisheng, can I come in?"

"Come in."

The people inside didn't hesitate, their voices were lazy, and there were two sounds of splashing water.

Lang Zhuo realized something, hesitated for a moment, then pushed the door open, closed it with his backhand, and bolted it.

Beisheng closed his eyes and leaned his head on the edge of the tub to sleep.

When she heard footsteps approaching, she opened her eyes and looked at him.

There were still snowflakes on his collar and hair, but as they were warmed by the warmth in the room, they gradually began to digest and turned into droplets of water seeping into his hair and clothes.

Lang Zhuo still had a smile on his face. He stirred the water with his cold hands and asked, "Have you been soaking for a long time? The water is cold."

He looked like he was going to kill people before, but now he is kind and calm?
The resentment in Bei Sheng's heart has not yet been vented. Seeing his appearance this time, the anger in his chest became even more intense!

She raised her arms and hooked Lang Zhuo's neck, pulling him down slightly. Lang Zhuo fell upside down into the tub, fluttered, and then raised his head from the water.

Her hair was completely wet, and her clothes were half wet. A trickle of water flowed out of her hair, dripping down her cheeks and on her chin, and then fell to the ground and clothes.

Lang Zhuo was stunned.

Beisheng's method of revenge is so direct, but he underestimated her evil.

But Beisheng thought his appearance was a bit ridiculous. The neatly dressed man turned into a drowned rat in her hands, which made her happy!

Lang Zhuo really didn't react, and he completely forgot all the words he had planned in his mind to make people happy.

I don’t know what to say at this moment.

Just when he was about to open his mouth to say something, Beisheng jumped out of the water like a fish and hooked the back of his neck.

Then he was violated by Beisheng in the midst of chaos and confusion.

That kind of punishment method is not only used by men against women, but Beisheng is also a master of the methods used by women to torture men.

When two good people quarrel, the one who apologizes first will win. It is obvious that the one who punishes first will win!

Master really made a mistake! (End of chapter)