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"Slave... The slave's name is Qing Jin. The little servant named Qing Jin finally stood up, still bowing his head.

"Sing me a song.""

"Slave... no.

"Then give me a dance.

"Neither will slaves."

"Then what do you rely on to get a foothold in this drunk flower pavilion?" Ying Zheng is really curious, the old lady of the drunk flower pavilion has always had a high vision, and I don't know how she could let her in.

When asked about this, Qing Jin finally raised her head, Ying Zheng thought she was going to rely on her color, but heard her say: "Originally, slaves are not good at singing and dancing, so they are going to be sold as servants, but this batch is going to be sent here. Among the women, there was a woman with a very beautiful voice, but she had a cold and her throat fell. Wu's mother didn't want her, and Ren Yazi repeatedly assured her that it was just the wind and cold, and gave her slaves for nothing, and Wu's mother reluctantly accepted it.

It was an addition. Ying Zheng thought that some people can't help themselves in their destiny, so he took out a heavy purse from his arms and handed it to her: "These taels of silver should be enough for you to redeem yourself. What will the benefactor beside you do, so do I. did it to you, do you understand?"

This is to protect her from being censured by the prostitute. Qing Jin just felt that the people who came to this place are not decent people, but he didn't expect to meet someone like Ying Zheng. So she quickly thanked her, and as soon as she finished speaking, the window in the house was slammed open, and a cloud of red rolled in.

Both of them were taken aback.

Before Ying Zheng could see what it was, the red group desperately pulled the quilt over Ying Zheng's body, and then got into the quilt in an instant. Ying Zheng felt that there were fangs clasping his wrist, although the teeth did not exert any force, but Ying Zheng knew that if he tried to break free, he must have one less hand.

At this moment, there was a loud noise outside. The maid Wu's mother seemed to be blocking someone, but she couldn't stop it, and then there was the sound of a group of people stepping on the wooden stairs.

Presumably the red thing was when the group of people was chasing him for his life, and when he accidentally bumped into him, he hid on the spot, and even threatened him to help him hide.

Qing Jin seemed to be slow to respond to everything, still standing beside the bed, stunned.

"Qing Jin, close the window and come here." Ying Zheng couldn't move at the moment, so he could only hope that she could understand what she said. As he spoke, he unbuttoned all his clothes, revealing half of his chest.

After listening to his serious tone, Qing Jin finally realized that the problem was serious, and hurriedly closed the window and went back to the bed, looking up to see the large piece of skin exposed by Ying Zheng.

So her brain, which was not active enough, lost its ability to respond again, and the scars on her white chest were shocking.

Seeing that the footsteps were getting closer, Ying Zheng didn't expect Qing Jin to understand the current situation.

"Don't move." Qing Jin heard Ying Zheng whisper in her ear between kisses. Then the door between the words was slammed open by life, "Your Majesty, I... I really can't stop it!" The old maid's voice came from beside the door.

"To disturb Your Majesty, my subordinates captured the fleeing red fox and saw it coming this way, so I had to come in and have a look, and I hope Your Majesty forgives the sin." It was Zhang Yi, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, who came here. Not embarrassed, just bowed his head and pleaded guilty.

Ying Zheng ignored those people. The floor tiles in the house were black, and it was difficult to find blood on them. The blood dripped under the window, where the fox came in.

Zhang Yi, although he was not used to him, was a loyal minister, and Ying Zheng did not take his rudeness to heart. People with a sweet mouth and a sword are really annoying.

Hearing Zhang Yi leave, Ying Zheng looked at Qing Jin, who was still breathing heavily on top of him: "Why, do you still want to continue?"

These words were still indifferent, but Qing Jin, who was still addicted, was startled, and hurriedly got up and tidied up his clothes: "Please forgive me." After getting along with Ying Zheng for a moment, Qing Jin was not too afraid of him, and he didn't even speak. Get comfortable.

Ying Zheng ignored him, only lowered his head and said, "You can relax.

According to Zhang Yi, the red thing should be a fox. This fox can come in through the window on the third floor, and it is not an ordinary fox.

As soon as Ying Zheng finished speaking, he felt his wrist loosen, and when he pulled it out, he saw a circle of shallow tooth marks on his wrist.

This fox seems to understand human speech. Ying Zheng was a little surprised, could it be possible to see the vixen in Liao Zhai today? So he said to the quilt: "Everyone has left, come out.

The fox didn't move.

.......... ask for flowers 0  

Ying Zheng slowly opened the quilt, and a red fox with shiny fur was lying there, one of its front paws was outstretched, oozing blood, and the blood had stained the quilt.

At this time, Qing Jin suddenly understood what she should do. She took out a small delicate porcelain bottle from the drawer under the dressing table on the side and handed it to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng opened the lid and smelled it, a little surprised: "Jin Chuang Yao? You still have this here?"

"Some guests... are inevitably injured, so they are prepared in every room." Qing Jin said with euphemistic words, her cheeks flew red again.

After all, she is a newcomer, and she is probably not suitable for this line of work. Ying Zheng took her look into his eyes, and wanted to apply the medicine powder to the red fox, but the fox suddenly got up and rolled the medicine bottle in his hand with his tail, jumped out of bed and jumped out of the window, but in a split second, disappeared.

.0...

Ying Zheng laughed a little, the fox was a little too alert, but if it didn't leave, he wouldn't be able to bring it back, as for the fox, just ask yourself for more blessings.

Ying Zheng glanced back at Qing Jin who was still standing, and took out some silver taels: "You have never seen this fox today, if you talk nonsense, your life may not be saved.

Qing Jin didn't answer: "I understand, Your Majesty's kindness is unforgettable, and I don't dare to be greedy anymore."

Rather grateful. Ying Zheng patted him on the shoulder and went out the door. When he came down from the upstairs, he was confronted by the counselor Chen Shouqing, who was holding a graceful woman on the left and a handsome young servant on the right. He walked upstairs with a laugh. The corners of his mouth were about to go to the back of his head.

If it was someone else, this Chen Shouqing's memorial had nothing to write, so he would make a small report with Li Yao, and the beginning must be "I heard that your majesty is entering and leaving a certain building today", and then it is a generous statement on the gentleman's way.

Although Ying Zheng didn't wrong him when he went in and out of the Chu Pavilion, he also didn't want to be someone else's snitch every day.

So seeing that Mr. Chen was blinded by beauty, he didn't see Ying Zheng at all, Ying Zheng had no choice but to ignore his status, and said first: "It's a coincidence, Mr. Chen, are you here too?

This voice is not unfamiliar, the corners of Chen Shouqing's mouth that had been raised frantically suddenly froze, he quickly let go of the beauties on both sides, and threw himself on his knees.