Reincarnation of the concubine of the apocalypse

Chapter 163
Although the tip of the nose hurts a bit, Ming Yujin likes this slight intimacy, so she also wants to imitate it.

It's just that the wishful thinking was well planned, but there was no chance to implement it.

For one thing, Long Qianhao naturally wouldn't let her succeed.

Secondly, as soon as she got up, there was a "dong dong dong" knock on the door, and Ming Yujin had no choice but to withdraw her hand with her mouth pouted.

The one who came in was Ming Yuheng who had just gone to treat her junior sister Zhanlan. At this time, she had a gloomy face, as if she had been angered somewhere, and even the corners of her clothes were wet a lot.

When Long Qianhao turned around and saw the wet corner of his clothes, his brows were slightly frowned, but he left the door without saying a word.

When she came back again, a maidservant followed behind to deliver clean and tidy clothes.

It was very appropriate and thoughtful, but Ming Yujin was not happy about it.

It is absolutely not acceptable to be nice to other women, even good sisters.

Unhappy, he stared at Long Qianhao, pushed him out, and before closing the door, he even gave him a pair of big white eyes, and let out a heavy "hum".

Her mindless anger came out of nowhere like a storm, and even Long Qianhao was at a loss for a while, until he was pushed out of the study with some loss of image, and then he reacted.

The little girl is jealous again.

Long Qianhao couldn't help laughing, he had never seen such a jealous person, and recently this girl has become a bit more tempered, how can a small person have so many thoughts.

How did he know that the core in Ming Yujin's skin is a 28-year-old mature woman!

Of course, this only refers to her age. Judging from her state of being unaware of love until her death, her emotional intelligence is actually zero. She can have these jealous reactions, and she is still possessive in many cases.

Inside the house, Ming Yuheng half leaned on the desk, not in a hurry to change clothes.

Just now the Yu Qi retreated, with a half smile on his face, he didn't speak, just swept Ming Yujin from the top of his head to his feet, and then from his feet to the top of his head.

Ming Yujin immediately frowned, "Why are you looking at me like that!"

"It's nothing, I just want to see what kind of structure the vinegar jar is." Ming Yuheng rarely joked.

It's a pity that the person involved in the joke didn't think it was funny at all.

Ming Yujin made a teapot shape with her hands on her hips, and after making a loud "hum" from her nose, Fang said unhappily, "Whoever told him to be nice to other women, not even you."

"Yes, no, in the future you should train and train well." Naturally, Ming Yuheng would not twist with her at this time.

Just thinking of the scene of Long Qianzheng being trained, I wanted to laugh, but when I thought about it, I felt that I was thinking too much, and I didn't know who was training whom.

Ming Yujin never took the initiative to probe Ming Yuheng's mind, so naturally she didn't know that she had suddenly become the one to be trained in her heart.

Still happily thinking about what Ming Yuheng said, imagining that in the future, he will train Long Qianhao to become a little fairy who only tortures himself!

And when the original owner, who had been spying on the outside world to pass the time, received Ming Yujin's horrifying thought, even the soul body couldn't help shivering.

Ming Yuheng's movements were very agile, and he was used to it casually. He simply washed his hands and face, and then changed his clothes, but a cup of tea was all it took.

After the maidservants brought refreshments, they retreated again.

Ming Yuheng said with a bit of dismay, "That junior sister Zhanlan really has a bad temper, I just asked what is on her body that makes it smell so fragrant, and is there a way to get rid of it, otherwise bees and insects will come again. She was almost pushed into the water."

And the martial arts are really good, she has already seen the palm wind, but she still can't dodge it in time, if it wasn't for You Yitian's sudden block, maybe the hem of her clothes that got wet just now, it seems that she can no longer rest on her laurels, Skills need to be strengthened.

"Yes, you also think this person is annoying, but, Ah Heng." Ming Yujin seconded the proposal very cooperatively at first, but in the middle of the sentence, he made a detour.

Ming Yuheng suddenly felt something was wrong.

"This Zhanlan is brother-in-law's cousin, but what about your future sister-in-law~" The voice was soft, the corners of his eyes were raised, and the big almond eyes were full of gloating.

Ming Yuheng's face froze, but she and Ming Yujin were not thinking the same way. Ming Yujin didn't have the self-awareness of being an ancient person, otherwise, she wouldn't have thought of chasing Long Qianhao and went after Long Qianhao.

Although the folk customs of Daxing are open, it is different from the later generations who enjoy freedom of speech and love.

She was able to act so casually because she had those special abilities. If someone else came here, she would either be locked up in the ancestral hall to reflect on her life, or be attacked by all kinds of malicious gossip.

In ancient times, the existence of cousins ​​and cousins ​​was really worrying. People at this time did not have the concept of inheritance and genes, and most of them liked to kiss each other.

This Zhanlan looked a few years older than herself. Could it be because of her marriage that she came to the capital at this time?
Although her marriage with Long Qianxuan was a certainty, but a cousin who ran out halfway was not reassuring, especially since Long Qianxuan was a seductress.

Thinking about it, a chill appeared on the cold face.

Ming Yujin shuddered and moved the chair of Suanmuzhi.

It wasn't until we got close to Long Qianhao that he summoned up the courage to say, "Ah Heng, don't worry, no one knows about our release of hornets, and the fourth brother also promised that no one will trouble us because of this."

Before Ming Yuheng could reply, Long Qianhao patted her forehead helplessly, "Girl, you are always smart when you shouldn't be."

The implication is that when it's time to be smart, you're an elm lump again.

Ming Yujin pouted and rubbed her forehead to look at the two in doubt, still puzzled.

Ming Yuheng didn't want to continue this topic, so he said coldly: "She is very good at martial arts, and she reacts quickly, only a few stings on her face, and it will take a few days to nurse her, but her maid is more seriously injured."

"Oh," Ming Yujin's dislike for the two masters and servants did not decrease even when she knew that Zhanlan was the junior sister of Long Qianhao and others. Therefore, she didn't care much about the result. Will come to bother her.

but
"Fourth brother, why don't you move to your brother-in-law's house recently."

If I wanted to avoid it, my fourth brother would naturally have to avoid it too, just to prevent problems before they happen.

"No, my king will be traveling a long way in the next few days."

Hearing this, Ming Yujin quit, "It's agreed to roast fat rabbits three times a day!"

Ming Yuheng.
Sister, isn't your focus a bit wrong? Your crush is going on a long trip, shouldn't you be more concerned about his food, clothing, housing, transportation, whereabouts safety, what the hell is your reaction to getting into food?

"Don't worry, I will let the girl eat it every day."

Well, they grow radishes in the buckwheat field, and they are well matched, so why worry about it.

In the evening of that day, a dozen or so bonfires were set up in the martial arts training ground of the county lord's mansion, and next to each bonfire were three or four fat rabbits that were roasting.

A figure in white clothes like a fairy moved erratically, like smoke and mist.

Under Ming Yujin's star-eyed attention, dozens of fat rabbits are elegantly roasted, oily, fragrant, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a strong fruity aroma.

The mouth-watering aroma wafted out of the county lord's mansion, filling half the capital city and awakening the taste buds of most of the city residents.

In the following month, the roast rabbit meat in various restaurants was in short supply.

Even if the hares on the mountain are cunning, they will inevitably be hunted by gourmets at high prices.

Therefore, for a long time, there were no hares in the mountains.

(End of this chapter)