The ghost husband of Jinxiu's good fortune comes to the door

Chapter 39 Miss Caiyi
"Who?" Caiyi also knew that her status was low, so it was impossible for her to be the concubine of a son of a big family, and the man in front of her obviously had no affection for her, but he must have some purpose in taking her out of the brothel.

"Master An Ding." Li Ruoxian said in a mysterious way.

It is said that Li Zhiyang is only 45 years old now, and his status is considered noble. With him, being a concubine of a person is indeed better than being a prostitute in a brothel, so Caiyi nodded without thinking too much.

In the east courtyard of Anding Houfu, Yan Xingchen arranged Miss Caiyi in Li Zhiyang's dormitory, and made Liu Ju faint in the side room. Li Qiumei lived in Jiyue Pavilion, and Li Zhiyang rarely went there. After all, Li Qiumei was a bit old and lustful. Bad, not as tender and flavorful as willow chrysanthemum.

Li Zhiyang opened the door of the bedroom and saw that the room was pitch black, and the air wafted a pleasant scent of jasmine. Just as he was about to light the candle, his body was entangled by a weak body.

He was overjoyed, he didn't expect this Liuju to become so hot and sentimental, he immediately hugged the girl to the bed without lighting a candle, he didn't expect this little fairy to be so obsessive, and he served him That's a comfortable one.

After a long time, the woman said in a whiny voice, "Master Hou likes Caiyi to serve you?"

Caiyi?Li Zhiyang frowned. He didn't expect that this hot little fairy was not the jerky Liu Ju. He thought that Qiu Liuju couldn't even compare to this woman's toes.

When the candlelight was lit, Li Zhiyang took a good look at Cai Yi, and the more he looked at her, the more he liked her, and he didn't care how she climbed into his bed, he directly held her in his arms and pampered her.

"How did you come to this Marquis' bedroom?" Li Zhiyang still asked his doubts.

"It's the slave family that Young Master Ling is looking for. Let the slave family take good care of Lord Hou." Cai Yi said softly, her fingers continued to walk on Li Zhiyang's chest.

Li Zhiyang was overjoyed at the moment, he didn't expect his son to be so savvy, and he gave me a woman. The candle light went out again, and the heartbeat and blushing sound continued to be heard in the room.

The next day, the news of Liuju falling out of favor came out from the Andinghou Mansion. Caiyi was immediately promoted by Li Zhiyang as his concubine, and Liuju washed her face with tears when she heard the news. Past tense.

After receiving the news, Li Qiumei even smashed a vase to vent her anger, but she wondered where the vixen came from. It was as if Li Zhiyang's soul had been hooked away. Li Qiumei began to use all her thoughts on Caiyi...

When Li Ruoxian learned the result, she smiled lightly. It seemed that the backyard would be very lively from now on.

Only Qiuyue asked confusedly, "Miss, where did the master come from? Aunt Li was so angry that she didn't eat well for several days. Liu Ju was also heartbroken and cried every day in her room." ?”

Li Ruoxian pursed her lips and smiled, but did not answer. Qiuyue waited for a long time but did not see Li Ruoxian's answer, and felt even more depressed.

Li Ruoxian looked up at the sky outside the house. Today's sky was gray and it looked like it was going to rain. She came to the desk to grind and began to write a letter. Naturally, this letter was to be sent to Master Wan Kong Too bad, for Li Ruoxian, Master Wankong is not only his mentor, but also his mother.

Without Master Wankong, I would not be who I am now.

Li Ruoxian's thoughts went back to three years ago, when Cui's family passed away, she was accompanied by her mother's tomb, but she did not expect that she also inherited her mother's palpitations, fainted in front of her mother's tomb, and was finally rescued by Master Wan Kong , worshiped him as his teacher, and lived in Jing'an Temple all the time.

Li Ruoxian, who came back from the gate of hell, also wanted to do a lot of things. She vowed to live out her own life.

Li Ruoxian picked up a pen and dipped the ink in the inscription: "The teacher is here. Disciple Ruoxian has been home for a few days and misses the teacher very much. I don't know how the teacher is doing. I am going well in the Hou Mansion, but I often share with the teacher little by little. , I was already investigating the cause of my mother’s death back then. The truth was close at hand, but I hesitated to reveal it. I think the same, what should I do?"

Li Ruoxian looked at himself for a long time, the ink on the brush dripped onto the rice paper, dyeing an ink flower, Li Ruoxian frowned slightly, put down the pen, tore up the paper, and threw it on the ground.
Picking up the pen again, "Teacher is here, disciple Ruoxian has been missing me for a few days since returning home. I don't know how the teacher is doing. I am going well in the Hou's mansion, but I often spend time with my teacher. The family affairs in the disciple's mansion are complicated. After everything is settled, I went to visit my mentor, Li Ruoxian."

Li Ruoxian put the letter into an envelope, and handed the letter to Qiuyue, "Help me find someone to send this letter to Jing'an Temple."

Qiuyue nodded in response, and walked out. As soon as Qiuyue left, Yan Xingchen floated out, tilted her head to look at Li Ruoxian and said with a smile: "Xianxian, you didn't come out to chat with me, that Li Qiumei didn't bother you, Are you bored?"

Li Ruoxian gave Yan Xingchen a white look, and said with a faint smile: "Yan Xingchen, that ghost hasn't come to you these two days, do you feel bored?"

(End of this chapter)