Jin Lin is a man in the end, and he has been running outside for several years, and he is more hearty than Mu Zhiyan.

"A few days ago, I heard that Master Mu was promoted, and I haven't congratulated Second Miss Mu yet, you can choose whatever you sent today, one is my congratulations to Master Mu, and the other is to apologize for Er Miss Mu being injured here today."

Mu Zhiyan refused: "Today is Zhiyan's own mistake, Jin Sanshao don't take the responsibility on himself."

Seeing this, Jin Lin didn't argue with her, so as not to have the grace to fight back and forth, so he could only respond first and say something else.

Mu Zhiyan always responded flexibly, and was not embarrassed by the two young men and women sitting together.

After knowing that the people from the embroidery village brought her the embroidery thread to pick it up, Jin Lin said that he would send her home.

Mu Zhiyan was stunned for a moment, looked at Jin Lin, who was looking at him with burning eyes, and finally noticed a trace of abnormality.

Today, Jin Sanshao's attitude towards himself is obviously different from the past, but it seems to be more flattering, and he wonders in his heart for some reason.

"You were injured with me today, I still have some responsibility, Miss Mu Er has already rejected me once, don't refuse a second time, otherwise Jin Mou will be very faceless", Jin Lin laughed and teased.

Fang Ziyu hurried all the way back to Fengyang from Sichuan, and finally entered the Fengyang City Gate on this day.

He has been gone for three months, and he is not distressed to sleep on the road, and he doesn't know how many times he scolded Xia Yi, saying that he couldn't afford to go, this is completely because he is afraid of going to suffer, and he still feels that his ability has improved and he is happy to go, who would have thought of such a crime.

Holding on to the drum stones at the mouth of the Mu Mansion, Fang Ziyu felt that his two legs were weak, and he really didn't have the strength to stand up again.

Two quarters of an hour later, when Xia Yi saw the face standing in front of him that was almost unrecognizable due to the erosion of wind and frost, he almost couldn't help but squirt out the tea in his mouth, but he also choked and coughed for a while.

"Cough, cough, I said Young Master Fang, did you go to Sichuan to run errands or go to exile, how did you come back with such a virtuous demeanor", his subordinates are not no one who has been to the land of Sichuan and Shu, but there is really no one like him when he comes back.

Not to mention that the face is tanned black, but the flesh on the face seems to be wrinkled by the wind, as if a layer can be torn off with a stretch of hand.

Fang Ziyu was so angry by his words that he fiercely put the sword in his hand still on the table, staring at Xia Yi with his eyes like bull's eyes, gritting his teeth and saying: "Don't talk about the wind and cold here again, you don't know the hardships and dangers on the road, you can try it again."

Fang Ziyu was also unlucky, it was still summer when he left, and he encountered a flash flood before he was halfway through the road, and he and his guards were almost buried alive.

finally saved his life, but when he arrived in Sichuan, he was arrested and taken to the government prison, and at that moment Fang Ziyu really wanted to cry without tears.

You must know that he is disguised this time, and no one will know his identity, so he can only test his own ability.

Fortunately, he had a lot of silver tickets with him when he left, and he actually got into trouble in prison with these things.

Then he found out that he actually saw a guard who had followed the third prince when he was in the capital.

Fang Ziyu was shocked by fate, but he also felt that there was something strange about this matter, it stands to reason that the three princes are in Jiangnan, why did his guards appear in Sichuan, and they were still in this prison.

Fang Ziyu secretly instructed his guards to approach this person, who was also a person in distress, of course, it was more cordial, and it was easy to talk.

Jin Lin is a man in the end, and he has been running outside for several years, and he is more hearty than Mu Zhiyan.

"A few days ago, I heard that Master Mu was promoted, and I haven't congratulated Second Miss Mu yet, you can choose whatever you sent today, one is my congratulations to Master Mu, and the other is to apologize for Er Miss Mu being injured here today."

Mu Zhiyan refused: "Today is Zhiyan's own mistake, Jin Sanshao don't take the responsibility on himself."

Seeing this, Jin Lin didn't argue with her, so as not to have the grace to fight back and forth, so he could only respond first and say something else.

Mu Zhiyan always responded flexibly, and was not embarrassed by the two young men and women sitting together.

After knowing that the people from the embroidery village brought her the embroidery thread to pick it up, Jin Lin said that he would send her home.

Mu Zhiyan was stunned for a moment, looked at Jin Lin, who was looking at him with burning eyes, and finally noticed a trace of abnormality.

Today, Jin Sanshao's attitude towards himself is obviously different from the past, but it seems to be more flattering, and he wonders in his heart for some reason.

"You were injured with me today, I still have some responsibility, Miss Mu Er has already rejected me once, don't refuse a second time, otherwise Jin Mou will be very faceless", Jin Lin laughed and teased.

Fang Ziyu hurried all the way back to Fengyang from Sichuan, and finally entered the Fengyang City Gate on this day.

He has been gone for three months, and he is not distressed to sleep on the road, and he doesn't know how many times he scolded Xia Yi, saying that he couldn't afford to go, this is completely because he is afraid of going to suffer, and he still feels that his ability has improved and he is happy to go, who would have thought of such a crime.

Holding on to the drum stones at the mouth of the Mu Mansion, Fang Ziyu felt that his two legs were weak, and he really didn't have the strength to stand up again.

Two quarters of an hour later, when Xia Yi saw the face standing in front of him that was almost unrecognizable due to the erosion of wind and frost, he almost couldn't help but squirt out the tea in his mouth, but he also choked and coughed for a while.

"Cough, cough, I said Young Master Fang, did you go to Sichuan to run errands or go to exile, how did you come back with such a virtuous demeanor", his subordinates are not no one who has been to the land of Sichuan and Shu, but there is really no one like him when he comes back.

Not to mention that the face is tanned black, but the flesh on the face seems to be wrinkled by the wind, as if a layer can be torn off with a stretch of hand.

Fang Ziyu was so angry by his words that he fiercely put the sword in his hand still on the table, staring at Xia Yi with his eyes like bull's eyes, gritting his teeth and saying: "Don't talk about the wind and cold here again, you don't know the hardships and dangers on the road, you can try it again."

Fang Ziyu was also unlucky, it was still summer when he left, and he encountered a flash flood before he was halfway through the road, and he and his guards were almost buried alive.

finally saved his life, but when he arrived in Sichuan, he was arrested and taken to the government prison, and at that moment Fang Ziyu really wanted to cry without tears.

You must know that he is disguised this time, and no one will know his identity, so he can only test his own ability.

Fortunately, he had a lot of silver tickets with him when he left, and he actually got into trouble in prison with these things.

Then he found out that he actually saw a guard who had followed the third prince when he was in the capital.

Fang Ziyu was shocked by fate, but he also felt that there was something strange about this matter, it stands to reason that the three princes are in Jiangnan, why did his guards appear in Sichuan, and they were still in this prison.

Fang Ziyu secretly instructed his guards to approach this person, who was also a person in distress, of course, it was more cordial, and it was easy to talk.