After the rebirth, I lay in the arms of His Highness and won

Chapter 128 He had an unspeakable dream (nine more)

Layers of tulle flutter in the wind.

The little girl in a floor-length chest-length skirt bounced around, looking back suddenly, her almond eyes were curved like crescent moons, and the pear dimples were shallow.

"Brother Mu!" The silver bell-like voice giggled.

He knew that this was a dream.

He didn't want to move his feet, but the chaotic consciousness in his mind ordered him to follow.

Forced to have no choice but to chase her into the veil, but in a blink of an eye, she disappeared.

"Yun Jiuqing!" He raised his eyes and looked around.

What the hell, I can't even sleep peacefully in my dreams.

Annoyance was rising, and a thin figure suddenly rushed towards him.

He realized that his limbs were as soft as water, yet they were pushed down so easily.

"Brother Mu, I caught you!"

The pretty face is mischievous and cunning, and the lips are moist, which is particularly conspicuous.

"Did you use that box of Baihua honey cream again?" The tone of disgust was the same as before.

"Isn't it pretty?" She tilted her head.

"It's not good-looking." He said firmly.

If it was the real Yun Jiuqing, I'm afraid he would give him a bitter look first, and then run away with a snort.

But at this moment, the little girl smiled instead of anger, and even twisted a few times, leaning into his ear and asking:
"Really, isn't it pretty?"

"Do not……"

The familiar sweet fragrance lingers in the nostrils, still the smell of that day, like peeled sweet grapes, and the air seems to be full of juice.

He opened his lips, but couldn't make a sound.

"Brother Mu..."

The delicate voice whispered against his cheek, and there was something warm and soft that was also close to him.

Not only did it stick, it also slid slowly and unruly until it came near the corner of his lips.

Yun Jiuqing, what do you want to do!
His consciousness was scolding righteously, but unfortunately, she in the dream obviously couldn't hear it.

Maybe I heard it, but I couldn't stop it.

Finally, he tasted...

"Brother Fu, do you think I can enter the room?"

"Wait a minute, I haven't had enough sleep for several days, I'm afraid this temper is very serious."

"It makes sense, let me tell you, Gancheng Prefecture..."

The phoenix pupils opened suddenly, and he lay there in a daze, motionless.

After a while, I lifted the quilt and got up, feeling a little strange.

Sitting on the edge of the couch, he lowered his head stiffly, staring at a wet place, unbelievable.

Yay—the door rang, and Mu Shan stepped in lightly, vaguely glimpsed a figure through the stone screen, and said unexpectedly:

"Master is awake?"

He hastily pulled the thin quilt to cover him, and growled, "Get out!"

"Uh?"

Put oil on the soles of your feet and slip away.

"and many more."

"Ai?"

"...prepare water, I want to take a bath."

Mu Shan was puzzled, what kind of bath should he take early in the morning?
Watching the attendant leave, he rested his forehead and let out a long breath.

Begonia Court.

When the sun was three poles high, Guier knocked on the door.

"Miss, are you there? Miss?"

There are two slender shadows on the couch, scattered all over the place.

The light pink single clothes hugged the leg of the man in the white obscene clothes.

And the white obscene clothes were lying on the quilt, hugging tightly.

In the open space in front of the couch, there are round stools placed a few steps apart, and they are surrounded by red strings to form a dense net.

"Well……"

Liu Mei frowned slightly, Yun Jiuqing rubbed her dry eyes, pushed the maid, and said in a daze:

"Open the door..."

Dong'er sat up with a blank face, "What time is it?"

He raised his hand to block the glaring sun: "Uh, it's the end."

Overcoming many obstacles, the maid opened the door.

"Dong'er, you are here." Gui'er patted his chest, "I said where did you go, hey, why did the silkworms turn blue?"

"Well...it's a long story."

The two entered the room, facing the criss-crossing situation, Gui'er was speechless again:
"Why is this?"

Dong'er yawned: "Speaking...it's longer."

After the test last night, she came to a conclusion that it was indeed caused by the strange environment.

In other words, her instinct for comfort forced her to find a bed.

The hanging heart finally let go, and she washed and changed happily.

The two maids worked together to clean up the room, Gui'er remembered the purpose of this trip, and hurriedly said:

"Miss, Master Yuan Qing sent someone to send a message, saying what is 'something went wrong, see you at the old place'."

old place?The hands that combed the hair paused.

She and Dong'er looked at each other for a moment, no, it's an oil factory!

When we arrived, we only heard that the workshop was extremely noisy, but the entrance was very deserted.

As soon as he got off the carriage, a hand stretched out and pulled her aside forcefully.

"Do you still remember what I mentioned before that Changlong Oil Factory across the street wanted to buy 'Shen Ji'?" Chu Yuanqing said in a low voice, "I know what you mean, but I refused at that time. I thought I was as knowledgeable as that Mr. He. material……"

He covered his fingers with his wide sleeves, hinting at her to look inside.

Looking along, there are seven or eight burly men sitting in a resting place for guests, all of them are vicious, and the people who want to enter are so frightened that they turn around and flee with oil barrels, and find another house.

"In the past few days when you are not in the house, they come at the hour of the day and return at the hour of the year. They take turns pumping a barrel of oil, sitting and chatting loudly, drive away, they spend money on plausible words, don't drive away... No one dares to come at all, shopkeeper Fei Said, if you don’t get any more money, you won’t be able to last the next month.”

This is a blatant bully's behavior, but it has not yet reached the point of being called an official, which can be described as extremely despicable.

She pursed her lips and frowned.

Chu Yuanqing hesitated and said: "A strong dragon can't overwhelm a local snake. Let's start our business alone without any support. Should we report to Lord Hou and ask him to send someone to deal with it, or... compromise?"

"Dream!" Almond stared, "I hate this kind of profiteer who robs and plunders the most in my life. She has the ability to compete openly!"

"Keep down." She was so frightened that she hurriedly grabbed her sleeve, "A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. If I annoy those people and hurt you, how will I explain to my uncle!"

The eldest brother was born with such a timid and fearful temperament, so he probably couldn't count on it.

She clutched her handkerchief and paced back and forth.

Chu Yuanqing followed behind, persuading: "Little cousin, just let it go, and I will try my best to fight with Shopkeeper Fei for the rest, so that the green hills remain, so don't be afraid..."

"Don't make noise!" After she stamped her feet, she had an idea, "There is a way!"

"Uh, don't mess around with moths..."

She said unhappily: "According to what you want, if the silver falls into the river, you won't be able to pick it up."

"That……"

"Keep your mouth shut, don't reveal anything about this matter to Lord Hou, otherwise..." She took a step forward with a smirk on her face, "I'll tell your father that in the past few years, under the guise of studying abroad, I have been going to and from the gambling house every now and then. Threats and lures to rob me of my private money, see when Uncle Chu Chong believes in you or me."

Chu Yuanqing wanted to cry but had no tears: "I can't, just talking nonsense..."

The next day, the young guy from Changlong Oil Factory unloaded the boards and planned to open the door to welcome customers. He accidentally glanced to the right and saw three or four people busy under the big tree not far away.

Some lay tables, some support stoves, and some wash and chop vegetables.

The little guy thought he was doing business, so he didn't pay much attention, so he stretched his waist and went into the shop.

However, an hour later, before the morning market opened, shopkeeper Shen fiddled with the beads and said strangely:

"Where's the person who is pumping oil today?"

Everyone shook their heads, expressing their ignorance. One of them sniffled and sighed:

"smell good."

(End of this chapter)