Daqin: Inheritance of Jiu Jianxian at the beginning of the game, abandoning martial arts and cultiva

"Hehe, sir, why bother to say something nice to make my concubine happy."

"How is it possible, what I said next is true, Madam is indeed the most beautiful (one of) people I have ever seen."

Ziyu didn't say which one. Women like others to say that she is the most beautiful. Beauty is always a sensitive topic for women.

"Hehe, do you also include Princess Honglian in what you said?"

The trendy banshee laughed softly, her laughter was like a silver bell, she didn't believe Ziyu's words, her beautiful eyes were alluring, she looked at Ziyu frivolously, her lips parted slightly.

"Honglian, she's just a little girl, how can she compare with Madam!"

Ziyu replied quite decisively to this. Although Honglian is good, if he had to choose, he would prefer to choose Mrs. Mingzhu.

Honglian is just an immature little girl, but Mrs. Mingzhu is different. Mrs. Mingzhu Yujie is mature, noble, and sexy. Which one of these is not a bonus item. Let me ask, who can refuse such a temptation.

Although Ziyu considers himself a gentleman, he obviously couldn't refuse such a temptation.

Of course, Honglian is different from Mrs. Mingzhu, and different beauties have different charms.

"Hehe, if Princess Honglian hears what your husband said, I'm afraid she will be dissatisfied with my concubine."

Mrs. Mingzhu still felt very good when she heard this, who would despise praise.

After Madam Mingzhu finished speaking, she picked up the teacup and took a sip, her movements graceful.

"Don't you want to taste this tea, sir? Is it because you are afraid that the concubine will be poisoned in it? Even if the concubine dares to drink it, the husband will still be afraid."

Mrs. Mingzhu pointed to the tea and asked Ziyu again.

Ziyu really suspected that there was poison in the tea, who knew if this girl would poison herself, Gu or something like that.

At this moment, hearing Mrs. Mingzhu's kun general method, although the method is a bit low-level, it is obvious that Ziyu will not lie.

"Since Madam invites you so kindly, if Ziyu doesn't drink, he will be a little puzzled."

After finishing speaking, Ziyu picked up his teacup and took a sip.

This tea is not bad, the tea is clear and has a faint fragrance, a bit like some kind of floral fragrance.

After drinking it, it is neither astringent nor bitter, a little sweet, but not very sweet, with a unique tea aroma.

“Good tea!”

After finishing his drink, Ziyu put down his teacup and praised directly.

Mrs. Mingzhu thought that Ziyu knew tea, but she couldn't help being curious when she heard Ziyu's words: "Does Mr. Ziyu know tea?"

"don't know!"

Ziyu said the word "don't understand" lightly, and he said it outrightly. He really didn't understand, but it just tasted good. Isn't it good tea if it tastes good?

Mrs. Mingzhu was speechless when she heard this, she said it was good tea if she didn't understand you, and thought Ziyu knew the tea ceremony.

"Mr. Ziyu is an interesting person."

What Mrs. Mingzhu said was her sincere thoughts.

In her opinion, Ziyu is really interesting. Sometimes he is flamboyant, sometimes out of tune, and sometimes elegant. To put it bluntly, Ziyu just does what he wants and is not imprisoned by the world.

Ziyu's soul is not a person of this era, so naturally he doesn't miss people of this era.

"Hehe, madam, why don't you tell me what you want to find Ziyu?"

Ziyu always felt that it might not be good to stay any longer, and she didn't know why this girl wanted to find her for a while, she couldn't say it was to brag and chat with her.

"I heard that Mr. Hu has written some poems for Hu Meiren. I am very envious of this, but I don't know if Mr. can write a poem for me."

When composing poems, Ziyu was silent. He remembered a lot of poems, but they were not suitable for the current situation. Ziyu was thinking about that poem.

Suddenly, Ziyu thought of a word, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, suddenly thinking of teasing Mrs. Mingzhu.

"Madam, I'm not in a good condition today. It's really hard to write any good poems. Even if I make some clumsy poems, I'm afraid it will spoil my lady's ears. Why don't I write a poem for my lady."

Mrs. Mingzhu felt a little regretful after hearing Ziyu's words!

Ziyu's poems have always been good, and she really wanted Ziyu to compose one for her.

But she was a little curious when Ziyu said that she could write the first ci for her.

"Words? I don't know what the words in Mr. Ziyu's mouth are called?"

Mrs. Mingzhu was quite curious about words. It was the first time she had heard of them, but she thought of Chuci, and she didn't know how this word was different from Chuci.

Hearing Mrs. Mingzhu's question, Ziyu had no choice but to tell Mrs. Mingzhu the knowledge of the words. As for whether Mrs. Mingzhu understood or not, he didn't care about him.

General words have specific word cards, and then write according to a specific format. Of course, there are many points to pay attention to.

After hearing Ziyu's introduction, Mrs. Mingzhu felt that there was a lot of knowledge in her mind, and she still seemed to understand the key points.

Mrs. Hu didn't force it, so if she couldn't remember it, she couldn't remember it. She didn't specialize in studying these poems and songs.

Chapter 321 Ziyu "Poisoned"

After getting a general understanding of what the so-called words were, Mrs. Mingzhu withdrew her curiosity.

"Since this is the case, the concubine is all ears."

"Listen up, madam!" Ziyu said with the corners of his mouth curled up, looking at Mrs. Mingzhu.

"Sauvignon Blanc, in Xinzheng.

Luowei Autumn sings Jinjing Lan, slightly frosty and cold.

The lonely lamp was unconscious and desperate, and sighed while curling up the curtain looking at the moon and sky.

Beauty is like a flower across the clouds!

There is the high sky of Qingming, and the waves of Lushui below.

The sky is far away, the soul flies away, and the dream soul does not reach Guanshan.

Sauvignon Blanc, heartbreaking! "

Ziyu stared at Mrs. Mingzhu with burning eyes, and slowly expressed Li Bai's lovesickness.

Mrs. Mingzhu was wearing a black lace dress, she looked so graceful and sexy, with a pair of beautiful eyes alluring and coquettish, Ziyu couldn't help but feel a little jealous when she looked at such a plump and charming Mrs. Mingzhu.

Although Mrs. Mingzhu didn't understand the words, she could still understand the meaning of these words.

Listening to Sauvignon Blanc, and seeing Ziyu's burning eyes, Mrs. Mingzhu was stunned.

Is Ziyu making an expression on her, but seeing the smile on Ziyu's face, she knows that Ziyu is teasing her.

"I don't know how Madam feels about the poem I'm writing next?" Ziyu asked Madam Mingzhu with a smile.

"Sir, you are so bad! How dare you hit me, the woman of the King of Han? Isn't the Mister afraid of the King of Han?"

No matter if Ziyu is sincere or teasing her, it is impossible for Mrs. Mingzhu to be convinced by Ziyu because of Ziyu's words, but it does not hinder the ambiguity between her and Ziyu.

Hearing that Mrs. Mingzhu mentioned King Han, Ziyu made no secret that he looked down on Wangan Han.

"Wang Han is safe? It's just a dead bone ear in a tomb."

Mrs. Mingzhu was taken aback when she heard Ziyu's words, her bones were dead in the tomb, so in Ziyu's eyes, Han Wang'an was so insignificant.

"Mr. Ziyu, aren't you afraid that I will pass the words of the master to the ears of the king? I am afraid that even the husband will inevitably have some troubles, right?"

Ziyu got up slowly when he heard Mrs. Mingzhu's words, which frightened Mrs. Mingzhu, but Ziyu didn't do anything, but went to sit beside Mrs. Mingzhu.

"I guess you wouldn't do that!"

Ziyu leaned closer to Mrs. Mingzhu's ear and whispered in such a confident tone.

Mrs. Mingzhu's face showed a blush, and she didn't know whether it was from embarrassment or on purpose.

"Is sir so confident?"

At this moment, Mrs. Mingzhu spoke in an unnatural tone, because Ziyu's hands were wrapped around her waist at some point, and she didn't realize it until Ziyu made a move.

Mrs. Mingzhu has never been molested by anyone, but since she met Ziyu, she has suffered and hit a wall repeatedly. Ziyu always restrains her, just like her natural enemy.

"Of course I'm confident. Who gave your surname Bai?"

Ziyu held Mrs. Mingzhu's hand slightly, and pulled Mrs. Mingzhu into her arms. At first, Mrs. Mingzhu wanted to push Ziyu away, but after hearing what Ziyu said, he was really shocked, but soon he Then he reacted and pretended not to understand Ziyu's words.

"I don't understand what Mr. Ziyu said."

Looking at Mrs. Mingzhu who was still pretending to be confused, Ziyu chuckled, and gently raised Mrs. Mingzhu's chin with his free hand, and the two looked at each other.

Ziyu said softly: "Do you really not understand? Shall I remind you a little bit, for example, Hou Bai in blood is not your cousin."

There was a flash of panic in Mrs. Mingzhu's eyes, she really didn't expect Ziyu to know about her relationship with Bai Yifei.

You know, in the night, even Ji Wuye didn't know about her relationship with Bai Yifei, and where did this person in front of him know.

Mrs. Mingzhu turned her head away, her pretty face broke free from Ziyu's bad hand.

"Mr. Ziyu, please respect yourself!"

Seeing Mrs. Mingzhu turn her head away, Ziyu also retracted the hand that raised Mrs. Mingzhu's pretty face.

"Mrs. Mingzhu, don't you wonder how I know about your relationship with Bai Yifei?"

Ziyu asked with a smile again.

Hearing this, Mrs. Mingzhu was really curious.

"Will you tell me?" Mrs. Mingzhu asked back, still looking forward to Ziyu's reply.

"Of course...not anymore! Haha..."

Ziyu deliberately whetted his appetite, and couldn't help laughing out loud after he finished speaking.

Mrs. Mingzhu was sullen. Ziyu, a bastard, is simply a Confucian heir.

Mrs. Mingzhu wanted to break free from Ziyu's embrace, this bastard took advantage of her, but still got so mad at her, what a bastard.

But Ziyu will not stop here, anyway, he is taking advantage of others, so it doesn't matter if he takes more.

"Ma'am, don't worry, don't you want to have a long talk with me, Ma'am?"

As soon as Ziyu finished speaking, he suddenly found that there was something wrong with his body. He suddenly found that the true energy in his body felt a little locked.

Although this feeling is very faint, the feeling of being trapped by true qi is real.

"What's going on here?" Ziyu felt that this was by no means an accident, something must have happened.

At this time, Ziyu also smelled a faint incense in the air, but Ziyu felt that there was nothing wrong with the incense. What link went wrong.

Ziyu thought about it, and he didn't do anything since he came here.

No, he drank a cup of tea, could it be refreshing tea, but the tea didn't seem to have a problem.

Since he couldn't figure it out, Ziyu deliberately pretended that something was wrong with his body.

"What's going on? Why can't my true energy work? What did you do?"

At this moment, Ziyu's expression changed drastically, and he looked at Mrs. Mingzhu in a little panic and said.

At this time, Mrs. Mingzhu also took the opportunity to escape from Ziyu's arms, and Ziyu naturally pretended to be unable to stop her.

Seeing the flustered look on Ziyu's face, Mrs. Mingzhu really wondered if this guy was really poisoned?

Ziyu's strength is definitely not simple, could he be poisoned so easily?But looking at Ziyu's appearance, it doesn't look like a fake. The main reason is that she is still a little confident in her poison skills.

"Mr. Ziyu, it seems that your situation is not very good." Mrs. Mingzhu said with a little doubt. After all, she was still afraid that Ziyu would blow him up.

"Ma'am, it's getting late, Ziyu still has important things to do, so I'll take my leave first."

After finishing speaking, Ziyu turned around and walked outside, and Ziyu walked faster and faster, looking very guilty.

Seeing Ziyu's hurried appearance, Mrs. Mingzhu finally no longer doubted that Ziyu was poisoned.

"Sir, why are you leaving so early? Could it be that my concubine didn't entertain me well? I still want to have a long talk with my husband!"

Mrs. Mingzhu resolutely used her body skills, blocked Ziyu's way, and said to Ziyu with a smile.

322 Ambiguous

Ziyu was startled, and his expression changed for a while, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

"Madam, since Ziyu has something to do, why should Madam stop her?"

Ziyu sighed slightly, but he didn't know what the sigh meant.

"Hehe, sir was very prestigious just now! Since sir likes me so much, why don't you stay and taste wine with me to enjoy the moon."

Mrs. Mingzhu, the fashionable banshee, walked towards Ziyu. She stepped on a pair of black high-heeled boots. With her already slender body, she didn't look petite when facing Ziyu.