After Luo Qianqian finished speaking, he went to the courtyard without looking back, and a man with a pale face was kneeling on the ground by the family.

At first glance, he looked like a snowpile with condensed skin, swaying in the wind, his eyebrows and eyes were angry, and he looked weak, weakening the stiff lines of his facial features, and his lips were snow-white, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

At first glance, Luo Qianqian thought of Sister Lin, but unfortunately this appearance was placed on the man, just adding femininity.

Yan Jihua's face was pale, and her beautiful eyes turned rapidly, but the scene in front of her had far exceeded her expectations, and most of the courtyard was full of old ladies.

Luo smiled lightly, and said squeamishly: "I knew that this assassin was so weak, so I wouldn't bother my grandmother, she must still be worried about it!"

Hearing the old lady, Yan Ji didn't dare to speak, and looked at Luo Qianqian with horror and resentment in her eyes.

An older family member stuffed a piece of cloth in the man's mouth when he caught him, and the man couldn't say a word.

The old lady beside Yan Ji whispered in her ear for a while, and then Yan Ji walked up to Luo Qianqian and said, "Hey, isn't this Cousin Xia He, why are you here?"

As he spoke, he reached out to remove the cloth that blocked the man's mouth.

Luo Qianqian stretched out his hand to stop her, and said with a sincere face: "Miss Xia He's family is just an ordinary farmer, how can the family give birth to a man with such a face and temperament? Even a scholar in the countryside may not have such a natural and natural weight as him. ”

Hearing this, Yan Ji was speechless for a while, her eyes kept on the man's body, and there was even more urgency and anxiety in her eyes.

The old lady couldn't help but pull her and said to her: "Auntie, presumably this man must have colluded with Xia He when he appeared in the mansion, it is better to let the old slave teach him a lesson and throw him out, so that he can have a long memory." ”

"Just do as Mama says. Yan Ji took the opportunity to respond.

But Luo Qianqian took a step across, stopped between them, and did not allow Yan Ji's people to take the man away.

Seeing that Yan Ji was about to get angry, Luo smiled lightly and said: "Auntie, don't panic, whether this man is an assassin or Cousin Xia He, you must review it to rest assured, otherwise if Cousin Xia He is an assassin, I am afraid it will be unfavorable to my aunt." ”

As she spoke, she instructed the person next to her: "Go, take this person to my grandmother's courtyard, although I am in charge of the affairs of this house, but the assassin is not trivial, and my grandmother needs to preside over the overall situation." ”

After that, she looked at Aunt Yan and asked with a smile: "Aunt Yan want to go and see, but Aunt Yan is pregnant, so don't see these bloody scenes." Come on, take away!"

"Luo Qianqian, you dare!"

Luo smiled lightly, her beautiful eyes were as unfathomable as a deep pool, looking at Yan Ji, who was finally angry and revealing her original form, and said lightly: "How dare I?"

Seeing the situation, the old lady hurriedly grabbed Yan Ji, and smiled at Luo Qianqian: "Don't be angry, third girl, our aunt feels more sorry for Xia He, this girl, and plans to let her go out to marry her cousin in another half a year, so she will be in a hurry today and say something serious." ”

But these words are said now, it is too late, and the man has been tied into a rice dumpling, and was easily picked up by two family members.

Xu was too ashamed of this posture, his pale face flushed, and his blood-colored face was even more ruddy and beautiful.

Yan Ji was angry and anxious, and wanted to take the man from the hands of the family in person.

Luo Qianqian patted the sturdy man who was tied up, and said to Yan Ji: "I will take the assassin away, Aunt Yan can raise the fetus with peace of mind, if it is because the assassin has lost the baby, I will throw him into the pond to feed the fish." ”

After saying that, he strode out of the courtyard and left with a group of people.

Leaving Yan Ji angry and yelling: "Waste, why did you pull me just now, if he has the slightest accident, I want all of you to be buried with him!"

The old lady just bowed her head to persuade, there was no fear on her face, she said to Yan Ji: "Aunt cautiously, the old lady is not in the house, the old lady is old, she shouldn't care about these things, the third girl is just a child, how can she manage such a big thing as an assassin?"

When the words fell, the old lady stood aside and only looked at Yan Ji quietly.

Yan Ji was woken up by a word, and in a blink of an eye, she put away the panic on her face, Luo Qianqian dared to use him to threaten her, if she didn't give her a little color, she would be in vain for more than ten years!

"Let's go, let's take a look. ”

Yan Ji took everyone in the courtyard and came to the old lady's courtyard, but it was empty.

The maid said that the old lady went to Chen Guogong's Mansion to chat with the people of Guogong's Mansion, and she could only come back in the afternoon.

But Luo Qianqian, they are such a big person for a while, where can they go in such a short time?

She looked at Luo's shallow courtyard and gritted her teeth secretly: "The little slut must be in the yard, if she dares to abuse lynching, I have to let her taste the taste of life is worse than death!"

Ignoring the maid's obstruction, Yan Ji broke into the courtyard directly, but the people were scattered, the door was ajar, and Cai Ling and Cai Sang were guarding the door.

"Aunt Yan's ......"

"Smack!"

"Get out of here!"

Yan Ji Mou slapped Cai Ling with all her strength, half of Cai Ling's body was unstable and fell to the ground, Cai Sang was stopped by the maid who came in behind, and no one was able to stop Yan Ji for a while.

She pushed open the door, and Luo Qianqian sat on the soft couch facing the door, drinking tea, and there was a man next to her.

The screen blocked most of the man's face, revealing only his angular chin.

Yan Ji sneered and asked loudly: "Luo Qianqian, your father is not here, so you swagger into the house with wild men?"

Luo Qianqian raised his head, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth covered by the teacup, and said lightly: "What does Aunt mean by this?"

"What do you mean?" Yan Ji ran over angrily, ignoring the child in her belly, and ordered her maid: "Remove the screen for me, I want to see what dirty things the concubine of the marquis is doing in private!"

The subordinates brought by Yan Ji all rushed into the house, ignoring Cai Ling and Cai Sang, but these two girls didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

Xia He bore the brunt of the attack, lifted the screen, and said with his mouth: "Third girl, you arrested my cousin, didn't you see his handsome face and want to take him for yourself?"

Suddenly, Xia He, who lifted the screen, was stunned in place.

Yan Ji had been carried away by anger at this time, and she didn't pay attention to Luo Qianqian's always indifferent face at all, until she saw the face of the man behind the screen.

Everyone stopped what they were doing, because it was not someone else who was sitting on the side next to Luo Qianqian, but the silver-haired prince in the ink robe.

"Why, how does this temple not know when he became a ...... Wild men?"