Chapter 116: Fourth Master: Don’t use your strength on a stinky man.
"Even though you're not from a high-class family, you should know that when men compete on the field, we can't have a say. Acting like this is way too petty."
As she spoke, she looked at Third Master with a smile: "Third Master, do you think it is or is not?"
What Concubine Tian hated most was this lowly maid who climbed onto her bed.
Yesterday, she saw that the Fourth Master seemed to be very fond of this concubine, and he also had some conflicts with that Lady Fang. The enemy of my enemy is my friend, so she wanted to make a good relationship with him and specially sent her servants to inquire about the origins of this Miss Wen.
This question surprised her. She didn't expect that there was such a capable person in the Fourth Master's Mansion.
The Fourth Lady was not a pleasant person to begin with. Looking at all the other ladies in the palace, she had the best reputation, so you knew she was definitely not a good person. That foolish lady from her family was always in constant contact with the Fourth Lady, but she didn't realize she was only helping to build up her reputation.
Concubine Li was also a powerful woman. I had seen her twice at palace banquets. She was an extremely gorgeous beauty. I heard that she had been the favorite of the emperor since she entered the palace. She had beaten a concubine to death in the past, but no one dared to stop her.
To be able to get into bed with these two people, and for the Fourth Master to only bring her out on his southern tour, she must have some skills. But this skill is too dirty and makes people dislike it.
This time, she even had a bit more of a petty air, attracting all the men on the field to look at her.
She didn't really care about the others. Their Third Master was a lover of beautiful women, and now his eyes were almost glued to her. She was indeed a coquettish little bitch! She should be on guard.
Even the slippery Fang Gege hadn't gotten the better of her. Concubine Tian didn't underestimate her opponent, but simply looked at the Third Master with a smile, waiting for him to speak. She just wanted the Third Master to stop giving up half of his heart.
Sure enough, the next moment, the Third Master frowned slightly and said, "Men are fighting, and you, a woman, should just stand aside."
Looking at Wenjiu's pale face, which seemed to be frightened by him, the Third Master couldn't help but say, "Why are you still wearing this black dress? It doesn't look good at all. If the Fourth Master doesn't have money to buy you something, I can give you some money and change into red, okay?"
Such a beauty doesn't know how to dress herself up. The Third Master feels like there is sand in his eyes. He feels very uncomfortable every time he looks at her.
But I just can't help but take a few more glances, making myself suffer.
Now that she looked haggard, he discovered that she was still holding a chicken leg in her hand. Her white little hand was covered in grease, and it seemed that there was grease at the corners of her mouth as well. She had bitten half of the chicken leg, but was still pushing it forward, as if she wanted to give it to the fourth child.
The corners of the Third Master's mouth twitched inexplicably, and when he looked at the Fourth Master on the field, there was a hint of sympathy on his face.
Fortunately, this is the fourth brother’s concubine, not his own.
Thinking about it carefully, I began to look forward to the Fourth Master's reaction. Would he fly into a rage and scold this beauty to tears?
Or should I punch her twice as if she were my own?
As far as he knew, what the fourth brother hated most was being interrupted when he was doing something, especially for trivial things.
The Third Master was a little conflicted at the moment, feeling both expectant and nervous, hoping that he would not ruin this beautiful woman's face.
The expressions of both Ninth Master and Tenth Master on the field were indescribable.
I always feel that their fourth brother's concubine is not very smart. Why should I give the half-eaten chicken leg to my fourth brother?
Fourth Brother usually prefers vegetarianism and doesn't like chicken, let alone this greasy chicken drumstick in his hand! Is he crazy?
Doesn’t Wenjiu know that he is crazy?
Before the Fourth Master could refuse, she immediately found a way out for herself. She awkwardly took back her chicken leg, coughed lightly, and said with a smile, "Well, if it gets cold, I'll heat it up again. Gentlemen, please continue... continue..."
When Bu Yanbu heard that Wen Jiu was really leaving, he couldn't help but wail inwardly. Although the girl's method was a bit stupid, it did give them a break.
The Fourth Master had shown mercy to the Ninth and Tenth Masters, but he treated these two like sandbags. Now there was no place on his body that didn't hurt from head to toe. Now that the girl was gone, was the Fourth Master's anger going to be directed at them again?
I hope the Fourth Master will give the girl some face and go back with her to eat chicken legs!
Just as everyone was holding their breath, the Fourth Master suddenly moved. He straightened his clothes, flexed his fists, and said, "No more fighting."
He didn't want to use his strength on these stinky men, so he waved his hand and said, "Go away."
After hearing this, several people on the scene were shocked, as if they couldn't believe what they heard.
The Fourth Master noticed the strange looks from everyone, and his narrow eyes suddenly narrowed: "Why, haven't you had enough fighting yet? I can still bear with you."
As soon as these words fell, the people opposite disappeared without a trace, not even a piece of clothing was left behind.
The Fourth Master glanced coldly in the direction they left, and since they left early, he walked into the yard leisurely.
After walking a few steps forward and hearing no movement behind him, the Fourth Master stopped and turned back with a frown: "Why aren't you coming over yet? Didn't you say you'd heated up a chicken drumstick for me?"
Wenjiu was a little confused and couldn't believe it. Did he really listen to himself and go back to eat chicken legs?
[Master, wake up! You are my beloved concubine. Don't be so easily overwhelmed by such small moments. Who knows, the Emperor Star might even resort to taunting the other princes for you in the future!]
Wenjiu: “…” Xiaojin’s ability to brainwash people is getting stronger and stronger.
Don't you know your own weight? You're lighting beacons to mock the princes, don't you dare chop off heads with a sword!
"Warm! Wine!"
The Fourth Master was getting impatient waiting, so he turned around, pulled her hand and prepared to walk back.
But as soon as he touched the hand that was warming the wine, he froze.
The greasy and slippery touch was transmitted to his brain through the palm of his hand. The Fourth Master lowered his head stiffly, but instead of seeing the white and tender hands he imagined, he felt a sticky hand. Looking at his palm, it was greasy and there was a small piece of chicken skin on it.
"Su Peisheng, come here quickly!"
This was the first sentence the Fourth Master said after he was stunned for a few breaths.
Su Peisheng heard the voice from afar, responded immediately and ran over here.
Wenjiu had come back to his senses by now, not caring about eating the chicken drumstick anymore. He immediately took his clothes and helped the Fourth Master wipe it off: "Okay, okay, it's clean." Wenjiu was not usually like this. Today was just an accident...an accident...
The Fourth Master's expression did look a little better, but when his eyes fell on the slender waist he had just pinched, his eyebrows couldn't help but twitch a few times.
All the charm in his heart disappeared without a trace. When he thought of that slender waist that could be held in one hand and wrapped in such greasy clothes, the Fourth Master's face became even darker.
"Warm the wine, now! Immediately! Change your clothes!"
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