Concubine Mad Concubine

Chapter 101

Xiao Jian licked his tongue, before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly attacked.

"She's not what you can imagine."

The deep voice contained a strong warning, Xia Yebai held up the emerald teacup, water droplets splashed towards the chattering Xiao Jian, Xiao Jian's eyes widened, his smile froze on his face, he hurriedly avoided, but still A few drops of water hit his body, and there were several holes the size of water drops in the green clothes, while the rest of the water drops that Xiao Jian avoided did not fall on the ground, but were like arrows leaving the string. , and finally landed on the vermilion pillar directly behind Xiao Jian's position, only a few slaps were heard, the pillar was sunken in a place the size of a fingernail, the strength of the internal force and the force were evident.

Xiao Jian suddenly turned around, glanced at the pillar behind him, swallowed his saliva, turned to look at Xia Yebai, touched his face: "Young master, my skill is far behind Qi Su, please be merciful, if These drops of water hitting my face will ruin my face, which is better than Pan An's, how can I meet my friends."

He took a few deep breaths, still in shock, and patted his chest: "If this face is destroyed, I don't know how many beauties will cry and go blind."

"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Brother Xiao Jian, don't say your face is hurt. Even if you lose your life under the young master's hands, it's not a big deal. Isn't there still Mo Qing? In a few years, Qing'er will grow up. Elder Brother Xiao Jian is also handsome, suave, and more attractive to women."

Mo Qing smiled, holding the icy heart jade pot, and poured tea for Xia Yebai again. Immediately, the elegant fragrance of tea or the fragrance of lotus filled the whole room. Xiao Jian and Xiao Jian bickered, but the room was not deserted at all.

Xia Yebai has already put on a silver-white mask, the part above the nose is hidden under the mask, his lips are tightly pressed, his eyes are less clear and innocent than in the past, obsidian is as sharp as a knife.

He sat there quietly, wearing only a thin dark yellow underwear on his upper body, holding an emerald teacup, put it to his mouth, and blew gently, making people feel noble and elegant for no reason, but giving people a A dark and evil atmosphere, irresistible.

Xiao Jian moved a stool with one hand, held a teacup in his hand, looked at the delicate and delicious pastries on the table, sat down opposite Xia Yebai, stretched out the teacup in his hand to hold Bingxin Li Li from the jade pot stood in front of him, took a piece of pastry with the other hand and put it into his mouth, crossed his legs, and let out a sound of admiration: "The lotus cake made by Caixia herself, son, why do you let her do it with such a good craftsmanship?" Liuyunfang does needlework every day, I really don’t know how to use resources, if I can eat cakes made by Caiyun every day, even if I die, I can smile at Jiuquan.”

Xiao Jian ate several yuan in a row, until the hand holding the teacup was sore, but Mo Qing still held the icy jade pot in his hand, without moving: "Mo Qing, pour some water for your brother Xiao Jian, it's been a long time I didn't drink the tea made by my younger brother Mo Qing."

Mo Qing laughed twice, and smiled at Mo Li, who had a dark face beside him: "Brother said that we are only responsible for serving the young master, and the rest of the idlers wait for what they want to eat and drink. Do it yourself, you just ate it Sister Caiyun's hibiscus cake, I have already taken the risk of being scolded, if I pour you tea again, wouldn't I be beaten, you know my brother's skills, apart from the son and brother Qi Su, no one is a match , I dare not fight with him, as the saying goes, an elder brother is like a father, even if he is beaten, he will be accused of disrespecting his elders."

Mo Qing held the icy heart and jade pot tightly in his arms, took two steps back, and hid behind Mo Li.

Xiao Jian looked at his empty teacup and sighed: "The snow buds soaked in Chen Xue for three years are many times sweeter than those soaked in Tianshan water. These snow buds are a tribute from Zhilan. Which prince in the court would not I would like to thank the emperor for being able to drink this tea, but in the eyes of the young master, these are probably not worth mentioning."

Only then did Xia Yebai put the jadeite teacup in his hand on the table. The eyes under the mask were bottomless, but gathered all the light in the world. He just glanced at it casually without putting any pressure on it. But for no reason, it made people feel a bit chilly, and they didn't dare to look directly.

"I didn't say I wanted to see you."

Xia Yebai opened his mouth lightly, and finally looked straight at him.

"Hey, master, you are hurting your subordinates too much by saying that, oh, my fragile heart."

Xiao Jian covered his chest with his hands, frowned tightly, his eyes were innocent, he looked injured, and he didn't know who he learned from.

"My subordinates have been among thousands of flowers, and I can't help but think of your appearance and demeanor wearing a silver-white mask, my son. I tearfully bid farewell to those beautiful young girls who are new to me. I didn't expect you to be enthusiastic, but I didn't expect you Hurt me so much, my little heart, no, I'm going to find comfort."

The voice of fake crying sounds serious, but the meaning of crying is very obvious, but even so, Xia Yebai still didn't look at him.

Xiao Jian stood up abruptly, picked up Xia Yebai's emerald cup, quickly poured the tea in it into his cup, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, Mo Qing saw it, and wanted to grab it with one hand, that Xiao Jian was like He had expected it a long time ago, so he hurriedly dodged, put the tea in the cup on the tip of his nose and smelled it: "My lord has drunk it, it really is unmatched in the market."

He seemed intoxicated, took a sip, Mo Qing saw that he had drunk, snorted, shook his sleeves, and stood behind Xia Yebai again.

Xiao Jian breathed a sigh of relief, his lips and teeth were fragrant, he took another sip, took the cloud cake, facing Mo Qing, deliberately widened his mouth, and took a big bite.

Everyone seems to be used to Xiao Jian's actions, Mo Qing chuckled twice: "My tea art was taught by Sister Caiyun, and Brother Xiao Jian is so capable, so he married Sister Caiyun. No, do you still care about these snow buds? In that case, you don't have to fight with the young master."

"What do you know, you brat?"

Xiao Jian patted Mo Qing's head, stared at Xia Yebai, the smile on his face froze, that face was obviously not serious, but it was more tense for no reason, after a while, he suddenly asked: " Isn't the young master in love with the madam?"

The pair of pupils under the mask became colder and colder, staring at Xiao Jian like that, the surrounding air almost froze, but Xiao Jian seemed to be unaware of anything: "Young master has always been a selfish person, the kind of person just now The situation, few men can control it, except for that reason, Xiao Jian can't think of anything else, if it's a plaything, just pretend to be stupid and take possession of it, it's inconvenient to keep it by your side, the young master braked at the last moment, thinking about it I cherish my wife very much."

(End of this chapter)