Seventy-sixth bowl of soup (three)

The man heard her tone a little annoyed and immediately smiled, "Isn't it good to be in the palace? There are people to serve you in food and drink. If you run away, how do you think about going out?"

"Of course I'm prepared for this. You don't have to worry about it. The water has entered my ears!" Qinghuan was quite angry and turned around and pushed the man's hand. The man was not angry at all because of her being treated like this. He just smiled even more with his fox eyes, and his fingers drew circles on her back. "You have given me your body, so I will naturally help you. If you want, we can leave now."

Qinghuan immediately widened her eyes: "You're serious?" She didn't want to stay here anymore!

"Of course." Such a fun woman, he can't make others cheaper.

She smiled sweetly, "Okay, you get out of here."

Maybe she was so happy that she grabbed the clothes on the edge of the bathtub and put them on her body. She went out of the bathtub and changed her clothes. But the man laughed and stopped her, "What's the best thing to wear with this clothes? Wait until I get to my place and give you something better."

"No!" Qinghuan resisted repeatedly, "I have something to take!"

Seeing that she was extremely persistent, the man let her go. Seeing Qinghuan wrap her coat tightly and run to the bed, lifting up all the bedding covers, and then he found that the bed was moving and could be opened. He raised his eyebrows and saw that she took out a heavy package from inside, heavy, and I don’t know what it was.

After she got it and put on her shoes and socks, she ran to him and looked at her with a look: "You can leave."

The man reached out to think about her little bag, but she widened her eyes like a little beast: "No!"

He secretly laughed at her with a slight gaze. Even if he didn't touch him, he could tell what was inside. It was nothing more than gold, silver and soft. Unexpectedly, this girl was still a little wealthy fan. How could he take this little gold and silver? "Let's go."

He picked up the person, tapped his toes and left through the window. Only a bucket of remaining warm bath water and a faint fragrance remained.

The owner of this house will never come back.

The wind was too loud along the way, and even when the man hid it in his arms, she still felt that her face was blown to hurt. Qinghuan wrinkled her face and her nose was blown sour. When she stopped, she felt dizzy and couldn't stand steadily. Fortunately, the man hugged her waist and she barely fell down.

“…Where is this?”

"My home."

Qinghuan was shocked and inexplicably: "You..."

This can also be called "home?" She has never been to the palace, but it is not much worse than the palace, right? "Who are you!"

"Dou Hui."

Three-year-old children had heard of this name. Qinghuan then knew what kind of person she had met, a treacherous minister who everyone could kill, and a evil man who opposed the regent. He heard that he dared to sit down in the Golden Palace, not take the royal family seriously, kill people like a numbness, and not take human lives seriously. But she looked up and down at Dou Hui, but said curiously: "You don't look that bad."

Dou Hui laughed, "Everyone says I'm bad, but you little lady finds a different approach, it's really fun."

It sounded like he treated her as a toy. Qinghuan was taken by him and walked towards the mansion. He admired the scenery along the way. He was so amazed. The royal mansion was already majestic enough, but his mansion was even more luxurious. It was the koi in the lotus pond, and it was priceless. Qinghuan had seen it in the royal mansion pond. The maid said that it was a small country in foreign countries to pay tribute, which was extremely precious, rare and difficult to raise. In addition, the journey was long, many of them died on the way. There was only one royal mansion, but this man was luxuriously filled the entire lotus pond!

"You are so rich." She said with envy.

Dou Hui was amused by her tone, "Do you like money too?"

"Of course, I not only like money, but also enjoyment. I like others to be afraid of me. I like others to look down when I see me and never bully me again." Qing Huan has heard that Dou Hui was born in poverty and was able to have such a low position today entirely through herself. She is also from a humble background, and she can stand up like Dou Hui with her own abilities and not bully others, but at least she will not let others bully her.

You should not let others trample on the ground, and then you should also dislike this true heart not bright enough or dazzling enough.

After hearing her words, a strange light shone in Dou Hui's black eyes: "Is that true, do you think so too?"

It's exactly the same as him who is full of money and power. Such a young lady is much more interesting than those daughters who smile without showing their teeth and open their mouths. She originally wanted to take her to play with her, but if she had the idea of ​​this, she could stay with her.

It is also very lonely to not find someone who can say what he says. No one understands his great ambitions and ambitions. How can this sadness be described in one or two sentences?

Thinking of this, Dou Hui happily sent an invitation: "How about this, my wife, you will stay by my side in the future. I will naturally let you live such a life. No one dares to bully you again. Everyone will be afraid of seeing you."

"I don't want to rely on you." Qinghuan reached out to fish out the weeping willows, and secretly surprised that it was late autumn, but the mansion still looked like a spring scene. "I can rely on myself to make others dare not bully me."

Oh, the more this happens, the more he feels, the more he wants to keep her. Dou Hui’s eyes lit up, “Then you live with me first, you can live until any time.”

He has never had friends or relatives in his life. Dou Hui never feels lonely at this point, but in some ways, no one understands his ideas and pranks, and even others think he is whimsical when he hears his words - that is more regrettable. There is not even a person who can speak well. It is rare that this little lady is not afraid of him. She can talk and chat with him calmly, which is quite good.

When he was happy, he felt that this was his confidant in front of him. In addition, the two had physical close contact, and Dou Hui, who was not interested in men and women, even felt that the little lady was a gift from God.

Although he does not believe in heaven, it does not mean that he cannot make a poisonous oath to heaven, nor does it mean that he will not occasionally give him hypocritical thanks to the other party.

Qinghuan felt that his attitude was too attentive. He was still full of evil spirits when taking a shower, but now he - how to say, he was too enthusiastic?

No one has ever been so kind to her.

She was not a person who did not receive the kindness. She smiled at Dou Hui: "My name is Yu Qinghuan, not a little lady. But now I don't want my surname is Yu, you call me my name." Those who are not famous and have "married" and their bodies have been occupied. What should I do if I want to be honored or dressed?

Besides, maybe it was brought by Dou Hui. Although the two met for a short time, he had a strange infectious force on his body, which made her feel that... it was nothing wrong to cuckold King Huaiyang. Although the man didn't like her and was not close to her, he was very proud of his face. If he knew that she had not only lost her body, she had run away with others. I really looked forward to the other person's face. There was also the Shangshu Mansion, she couldn't wait to see it.

Dou Hui laughed loudly, appreciating her unconventional appearance, but suddenly thought of something, "Do you want to drink the sausage soup?"

Qing Huan rolled her eyes when she heard this, "What are you drinking? The guy from Huaiyang has given me medicine. I can't have a baby, so what's the best thing to drink."

Dou Hui sneered: "Everyone says that the Regent is a humble and upright gentleman, but in the end he will be a person who is bound by his private affairs in the back house."

"You don't know a lot." Qinghuan said casually, but suddenly thought of something, "I heard that you are very inconsistent with the prince?"

"How can one be dealt with by good and evil, one black and one white?"

"That's great." Qinghuan's eyes flashed, "I know him very well. Since you and I are both people on the same road, I am not stingy to help you."

"Oh?" Dou Hui laughed, "Don't you regret it?"

"I am such a vicious person who loves to live, and I hate to die." Since he had no respect and pity for her, why should she be self-indulgent? If she didn't even care about herself, how could others cherish her? She would only harm her like the King of Huaiyang and Shangshu Mansion. "Not to mention that the little princess always thinks that I, a concubine, is a low-minded person. I might as well show her viciously at once."

You can't let the clever little princess make a mistake, she is very considerate.

Dou Hui admired her even more. If she was struggling here, or begging him not to go against the King of Huaiyang, he would definitely kick her out.

Qinghuan was arranged to live in Dou Hui's yard. After they got along for a long time, she realized that this treacherous minister and evil man was different from what they said outside. It was rumored that he was the son of a prostitute. He grew up in a brothel and could not recognize one of them. But she clearly saw him writing and studying, and was knowledgeable than her father, who was famous for his talent. It was also rumored that his mansion was in the style of a palace. Every day when he returned to the mansion, the subordinates knelt on the ground to greet the mansion and shouted long live. He changed into a dragon robe as a mighty man, and the beauty filled the entire mansion; but Qinghuan clearly saw it, which was not like this. Although the mansion was luxurious, it was not arrogant, and there was no palace costume. There were not many servants, all of whom were silent but loyal and never held high or down, and Dou Hui did not wear a dragon robe. He felt that the bright yellow dragon robe looked like shit, and he thought it was not good-looking. There was no beauty in the mansion - no, there was only one, she.

However, there are rumors outside that he has three heads, six arms, green face and fangs, and he eats three meals a day. It can be seen that the rumors are unreliable.

Just like everyone says that the gentleman of the King of Huaiyang is jealous of evil and magnanimous and upright, isn’t he actually a stingy guy who looks down on the concubine and can’t tolerate her even the title of her?
Chapter completed!