Rebirth: The Doctor Woman Is Poisonous

Zimo Pavilion is famous for gambling, but it is the most mysterious building in the capital of Da Yuanchao. No one knows what is inside Zimo Pavilion, and this young master Mo is only limited to legends. No one can know his true ability. How much, and no one knows the power behind him, which is probably the reason why Da Yuanchao did not provoke him.

As for the people of the Great Yuan Dynasty, they would not care about who the master behind Mr. Mo is. They only know that the Zimo Pavilion is a place to gather wealth, and those who can come here to gamble, whether they are of the highest rank or the royal family, are just Those who come for entertainment have never had a difference in status.

Today, Yang Zixin was dressed in white, just like when she walked out of Dali Temple that day, and when she showed up, someone came to lead the way.Respectfully brought it to Mr. Mo's elegant room.

Hearing that the door was closed, Yang Zixin didn't look at the handsome and heavenly Mr. Mo, don't say that Yuwen Ronglie is already the most beautiful among men, Yang Zixin is no longer interested in beauty, just say that she herself is too The best beauty in the world, isn't it?

not to mention.Yang Zixin came here today not to admire the rumored Mr. Mo, but to remember his appearance.

Although Dai'er was left outside to guard the gate, Yang Zixin was still elegant even without the help of servants, with a sense of nobility that could not be ignored just a few steps away.

But this Mr. Mo is not an ordinary person after all.He was not intimidated, but looked at Yang Zixin with a little more scrutiny.

"The visitor is a guest, doesn't Mr. Mo greet you with a cup of tea?" Yang Zixin said softly, but there was no warmth in her bright eyes, she was just meeting a stranger.

"Miss, please use." Mr. Mo said gently, he was completely different from the man who bickered with the matchmaker that day, even though he poured the tea himself, there was an undisguised nobility in his gestures.

"Young master said in the letter that as long as Zixin asks for something, Zixin can fulfill one of Zixin's wishes, which is regarded as compensation for this purple ink jade, but is it true?" Yang Zixin took a sip of tea, asked softly, and then raised his head. He turned his eyes and looked at Mr. Mo, but his eyes were still flat and without any surprise.

Mr. Mo didn't care much about this, he just didn't like the obsessed look of a woman when she saw him, but now that Yang Zixin was able to treat him peacefully, he appreciated it a bit.

"I don't know what's wrong with the girl?" Mr. Mo didn't agree first, he said in the letter that things that can't go against the way of heaven and earth are enough to leave a way for himself.

The corners of her lips raised gracefully, Yang Zixin is also a businessman, how could she not be shrewd.

A piece of purple ink jade can be exchanged for one condition, and the bet she made at that time was ten times as much, so it is necessary for Mr. Mo to pay back the full amount.

"I want you to be my slave for the rest of my life." Yang Zixin spoke in a clear and moist manner, but said something that inspired Mr. Mo.

What a price to pay for being a slave for a lifetime!

What's more, Mr. Mo is not completely free, how can he be a slave?

Seeing that Mr. Mo raised his eyebrows and did not answer, Yang Zixin asked with a smile: "Could it be that this is also against the way of heaven and earth?"

Hearing this, Mr. Mo shook his head and smiled, he is just a small person in this world, even if his life is taken, it is not a violation of the way of heaven and earth.

"Young lady is a shrewd person, let's say what I mean. Zimo Pavilion is not a market stall, so I don't bargain." Mr. Mo was in a rare good mood.I am willing to say a few more words, I am afraid that except in front of the matchmaker, this guy is outrageous that he cherishes words like gold, but the matchmaker herself never feels it.

"Haha." Yang Zixin smiled heartily, she really was talking about it as a business, and she just glanced at Mr. Mo.Then he said in a low voice: "For a period of three years, you will be a slave and be loyal to me. Or do ten things for me to offset the compensation, Mr. Mo chooses one of the two."

These two conditions are indeed Yang Zixin's bottom line, she will not be greedy for what she doesn't deserve, and she will not let herself suffer, even if she loses a bit of profit, this is Yang Zixin's business experience and the way of dealing with people.

Sure enough, Mr. Mo smiled knowingly, knowing that he underestimated Yang Zixin.She didn't expect that she would happily accept the compensation she proposed.

"Three years, Zimo Pavilion is willing to serve the girl, but I will not be a slave in this life, please forgive me." Mr. Mo nodded, gentle and elegant, but the narrow and long red phoenix eyes, no matter how you look at it, there is a bit of evil.

"There should be a concubine in His Highness's mansion, Mr. Mo, how do you think the matchmaker in the Red Mansion is?" Yang Zixin asked with a smile, the teacup in his hand shook slightly, and the tea leaves floated and swirled in the water.

Mr. Mo frowned again, but this time he looked at Yang Zixin with deep meaning.If you look closely, it is not difficult to find the ruthlessness in it, although there is no murderous intent.

Facing Mr. Mo's eyes frankly, Yang Zixin said with a light smile: "Mr. Mo is a man of influence in the capital, and he can use the affairs of the Prince's Mansion to set up a game. I know that Zixin is a weak woman, and it is really difficult to deal with it. There are too many enemies. Someone should bear it for Zixin."

"If a girl is a weak girl, wouldn't this world be a world where poison is used to compete." Mr. Mo said softly, although his eyes were deep, it was hard to see what he was thinking.

"His Royal Highness often goes to the red building. I think this matchmaker is also very beautiful. As long as she uses it properly, she will definitely save Zixin from a lot of trouble. She is just a romantic woman, and there is no loss even if she dies." Yang Zixin spoke again, still It was with a smile on his face, but when he said these words, Mr. Mo's face changed drastically.

Hong Niang, that woman is the weakness in his heart, only the master knows in this world.

And how did Yang Zixin know about it?Mr. Mo was silent, but he was a little more guarded against Yang Zixin. He was thinking about how much bargaining chips he would give in this negotiation.

"Mr. Mo can think about it, and Zixin will not force people. During a cup of tea, if Mr. Mo can't give the answer, Zixin will not force others, as long as Zimo Pavilion can't pay the bet." Yang Zixin Another double entendre, not only expressing his limited patience, but also trying to ruin Zimo Pavilion's reputation.

However, although Yang Zixin did not mention the matchmaker, he would not say how he knew that the matchmaker had ended up with Mr. Mo, but he was telling Mr. Mo that he could only agree, otherwise he would give up the matchmaker.

Raising the corners of her lips leisurely, Yang Zixin smiled nicely, and took a light sip of the fragrant tea.

Mo's brows were furrowed, Mr. Mo was obviously in a dilemma, his status did not allow him to do something outrageous.Everything must be in the interests of the master.

However, after a cup of tea, Yang Zixin stood up, and Mr. Mo said: "Three years is the limit, I am willing to serve you and never be a slave. As long as the girl does not do things that violate the way of heaven and earth, there will be no more marriages." clear."

The corners of her lips curled up in satisfaction, and Yang Zixin threw a letter in front of Mr. Mo without looking back. With that wind-like strength, one could tell that she was a master of kung fu and not an ordinary woman.

But he already treated Yang Zixin differently, Mr. Mo didn't feel any surprise, he just said nothing, knowing that Yang Zixin came here with full confidence, he opened the letter and read it.

But after reading what Yang Zixin said, Mr. Mo couldn't help laughing.

If the master knew the contents of the letter, what expression would he have?But he will keep his promise and will never reveal a word to his master. It is just a contest between the young couple.It doesn't matter whether you win or lose.

However, the master's guess was wrong, and his bet was definitely won.

red building.

After leaving the serving girl, the matchmaker personally served Yuwen Ronglie with wine and vegetables. Although the two were sitting next to each other, they were not reserved, but they had a clear distinction between master and servant.

Without the presence of outsiders, the matchmaker would not smile obsequiously. Even under heavy makeup, this red dress still looks a little bit prettier.

And Yuwen Ronglie's white shirt was still spotless, and although he and the matchmaker couldn't be said to be an extremely good match, they complemented each other perfectly, creating an unusual sense of harmony.

After reporting the recent information, Hong Niang asked casually, "Why is the master here today? I'm not afraid that the future mistress will be unhappy."

"She's going to meet beautiful men, so I'm here to appreciate them." Yuwen Ronglie drank his wine and spoke without expression, apparently in a bad mood.

Hearing this, Hong Niang couldn't help covering her lips and laughing, her lowered eyelids hid the disappointment in her eyes, and said with a smile: "This future mistress is really special, different from ordinary boudoir girls." Perhaps, this It is also the reason why the master will love so much.

"Recently, do you often go to Zimo Pavilion?" Yuwen Ronglie asked, but he knew the answer.

Startled, Hongniang looked up at Yuwen Ronglie, and seeing his normal expression, she couldn't help feeling disappointed, but she still agreed in a low voice. "Master is not here, everything is reported to Mr. Mo."

"Yeah." Yuwen Ronglie didn't object, this was his explanation at the beginning, drank a glass of wine, watched the matchmaker pour the wine skillfully, and said: "It's nothing, I will go for a walk from time to time, that guy is only in front of you Be normal."

"Master was joking." Hong Niang nodded, and the smile on her lips became slightly bitter. The person she most wanted to see was Yuwen Ronglie.

As for Mr. Mo, that guy who loves to trouble her, is it normal to be sharp-tongued?

"Pay attention to Yuwen Chunsheng's movements." Yuwen Ronglie changed the subject, and he is no longer a matchmaker. The matchmaker has lost her memory, and many things are too late, so she said: "Many people from the four countries have come to Kyoto recently, so be careful."

"No problem at the moment." The matchmaker replied truthfully, when it came to serious matters, she always had a straight face, without the gentleness of a woman.

Nodding his head, Yuwen Ronglie didn't speak any more, but ate the wine without thinking, but he didn't eat a bite of food. Without Yang Zixin, his appetite became bad.

Staring at Yuwen Ronglie thoughtfully, the matchmaker's beautiful eyes showed sadness, even though she was sitting in front of the master, she couldn't speak, and she could only keep that feeling in her heart.Even if the love has changed, I still can't forget the deep affection hidden in my heart for many years.

However, for so many years, there is only one woman in the master's heart, and she is just a subordinate.

In this lifetime, nothing will change.