Chapter 702 Sikong Sees that You Can’t Control It

Qin Yao had finished her pleasure.

She felt refreshed and comfortable all over.

She put one hand on her waist and waved with the other hand, and said with a very happy smile: "Liu San, let's go home."

She can finish five bowls of rice tonight!

Liu Ji immediately pulled away the trembling state teacher who unconsciously grasped his arm, and ran towards his wife happily.

"My beautiful Qin Yao--"

Liu Ji slid, knelt on one knee skillfully at her feet, sincerely grabbed one of her hands, looked up at her, and said loudly: "From now on, you are my god!"

Qin Yao: "Hmm?"

Liu Ji said with a serious face: "I will worship you in the future. With your blessing, I, Liu Ji, will not worry about the prosperity of my family!"

Qin Yao's mouth twitched, and she supported her forehead speechlessly, and threw an embarrassed expression of "I'm sorry" to Si Kong Jian, pulled out her hand fiercely, and got on the carriage.

Liu Ji still smiled, not knowing how to write the word "embarrassment". He quickly stood up and sat on the shaft of the carriage, pulling the reins, "Madam, sit down, let's go."

After shaking the reins, the carriage moved forward steadily towards Kuanzhengfang.

The sky gradually darkened, but Liu Ji was in a very good mood.

He seemed to have endless energy. Along the way, he proudly relayed to Qin Yao the various reactions of the people in the Imperial Master's Mansion when she just lifted the stone lion.

When it came to the funny part, he laughed three times.

Qin Yao: "Can you shut up?"

Humans' sorrows and joys are not the same, she just felt noisy.

"Okay, madam, yes, madam." Liu Ji stopped talking immediately.

He took a deep breath, suddenly looked up at the sky, two drops of clear tears fell from the end of his red eyes, and he sighed secretly-damn, I was moved by this powerful woman again today!

Although Qin Yao firmly told Liu Ji that she moved the stone lion just to relieve the itch, not for him to show Si Kongjian a horse.

But! Liu Ji covered his chest. He understood, he understood everything, but he was just being stubborn.

She really cared about him.

"My wife, I will boil some hot water for you to take a bath tonight?" Liu Ji asked tentatively.

Although he was a bastard when he was a bastard, that was in the past.

He still knew how to repay a favor. Today, my wife was in the limelight for him and didn't even want to be low-key. He felt that he should do something to repay her.

In the carriage, Qin Yao closed her eyes tiredly, and said in a tone that was neither happy nor angry, "No need!"

Liu Ji: "Okay."

If he finds a chance in the future, he will marry her again!

The sound of the wheels gradually became unclear.

The carriage drove into the alley and could no longer be seen. Si Kongjian retracted his gaze and woke up from the unreal illusion.

The more he woke up, the more he felt that the two stone lions at the door that had been moved were full of fierce light, looking down at him like a powerful god.

Maybe it was the cold wind, Si Kongjian couldn't help shivering.

"Sir?" Sun Jiang noticed something strange and looked at Sikong Jian with concern.

In fact, he was stupid. People who practiced martial arts were slow in their movements. The hand holding the knife tried hard for a while before inserting the knife into the scabbard.

"You can go away." Sikong Jian waved his hand, looked at the two stone lions that were moved away, and turned to enter the mansion.

The sky was dark and it started to rain again.

The servants in the mansion lit up the lanterns. The red lanterns swayed in the wind and rain, and the candlelight flickered, making the human figures distorted like ghosts.

Sikong Jian seemed to have lost his soul. He didn't know where he was going, but he kept replaying the scene of the moving stone lions in his mind.

Wandering around, he stopped and looked up. He was actually in front of the Puyuan Gate.

The door was locked, and there were two guards on duty in front of the door.

Since returning to Beijing, Gong Liangliao has never stepped out of this door.

In the past few days, Liu Ji tried several times to push his teacher out to take a look at the hateful golden peacock that didn't spread its tail, but was stopped by the guards.

It was at this time that the relaxed and happy master and disciple had to return to reality.

They looked at each other and sighed, turned around helplessly, and returned to the small courtyard of Puyuan.

Looking at those decorations that were exactly the same as the lotus courtyard in Liujia Village, but without any spirituality, he yawned repeatedly because of sleepiness.

"Sir." The guard of Puyuan saluted Sikong Jian.

Sikong Jian raised his chin and said, "Open the door."

Two guards opened the door, and one of them saw that the courtyard was dark and held a lantern beside him.

"Why don't you light the lamp?" Sikong Jian frowned and questioned.

In the blink of an eye, the sky was completely dark, and everything in the courtyard became gray and blurred.

The people in the house may have lain down, and there was no light.

An Zi, who stayed in the house, opened the door when he heard the noise outside. He saw the lantern in the hand of the guard in front of the door. His eyes moved to the left and suddenly met Si Kong Jian's gloomy face. He hurriedly ran up to salute.

Si Kong Jian asked again: "Why don't you light the lamp?"

He was the imperial master's mansion, so he would not deduct the candle fee.

Under the pressure of the superior, An Zi swallowed nervously and hurriedly replied:

"My lord, it was the teacher who ordered that there is nothing interesting to see in this courtyard anyway, so it is better not to see it."

"So after dinner, I washed up and went to bed early."

"Is the teacher asleep?"

Si Kong Jian cast his eyes on the dark doors and windows. It was dark early today just because it was raining. According to the previous time, the sun has not completely set yet.

An Zi nodded, "Yes, I just went to bed."

Si Kong Jian did not leave, but strode in.

The guard hurriedly handed the lantern to Anzi, who held it up to light his way.

The two of them came to the door. Sikong Jian hesitated for a moment when he pushed the door open, his eyes fixed, and he pushed it open with a "bang".

The room was darker, as if it was midnight.

But Sikong Jian could feel that there was a pair of sullen eyes staring at him from behind the screen.

He ordered Anzi to light the candlesticks in the house, and waved his hand to indicate to him to lead the door out.

Soon, only Sikong Jian was left in the silent room.

He glanced at the screen, but did not go over. He sat down at the table and asked:

"Teacher, do you know where Qin Yao came from?"

Gong Liangliao didn't want to talk to him at first, but when he heard Qin Yao's name, he reminded him:

"You'd better not have any thoughts about her, or you'll die quickly."

Sikong Jian shook his head slightly, disapprovingly, "I think Liu Ji is living a good life. If someone like him can do it, why can't I?"

He lives a clean life, has no wife yet, is a member of a noble family, and is in charge of the destiny of a prosperous country. He has everything he wants. Isn't it better than Liu Ji, a good-for-nothing country boy?

Unexpectedly, a mocking laugh came from the screen, as if he was laughing at him for not overestimating his abilities.

"There are always things in this world that people cannot explain, so they are called aliens. Strangers do not respect secular etiquette. You can't handle it." Gong Liangliao sneered.

Sikong smiled arrogantly, "I don't believe it."

"You don't believe it?" Gong Liangliao pushed his wheelchair out from behind the screen, his sharp eyes fixed on Sikong Jian, "What did you see?"

He had never been interested in Yao Niang before, but now he had ridiculous ambitions.

So something must have happened just now where he couldn't see it.