Chapter 197: Long Yang, for example

Entering the living room, before Lin Chu sat down, Xiong Tianhuan came up. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiong Zhengyang had no choice but to take out his father's posture and introduced: "This is the disciple of Master Huiyuan of Qingguo Temple, this time I came to our house to see your brother's doctor, you don't have to accompany you here, go back to study." ”

Don't look at Xiong Tianhuan who is usually stupid, but when he should be shrewd, he is not confused at all, he glared at his father, "I'm not feeling well, I want to ask the little master to show me." ”

As he spoke, he immediately approached Lin Chu again, "Little master, I feel very uncomfortable, you can show me." ”

Lin Chu looked at him for a while before saying, "Okay, you stretch out your hand, and I'll take your pulse." ”

Xiong Tianhuan was about to stretch out his hand, but his father Xiong Zhengyang grabbed him and pulled him out, "Don't make trouble, get out quickly, otherwise Lao Tzu will play a change in the world." ”

As he spoke, he didn't forget to warn him with sharp eyes.

Xiong Tianhuan weighed it in his heart for a while, he knew that his father had always wanted to change his son, so he had to compromise and walked out of the hall in a huff.

Xiong Zhengyang looked at Lin Chu who was sitting on the chair with his eyes slightly down, swallowed his saliva, invited the little servant to whisper a few words, and took out a small bag of things from his arms and put them in his hand.

After doing this, his excited hands trembled a little, and when he sat back in his chair, his hands trembled slightly.

Here, Lan Jing came to Qingguo Temple and was told that Lin Chu had gone back, she was stunned for a moment, she didn't see it all the way.

After thinking about it, she asked, "Lin Chu, did he walk back?" Or did someone pick him up?"

Jie Nian thought for a while, "There is someone looking for him, I don't know if it will carry him"

"What does that person look like?" Lan Jing asked.

"Round, not tall..."

"Isn't it a well-dressed man in his forties and looks like a rich man?"

Hearing this, Jienian nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, it seems to be some kind of Hou." ”

"Okay, I see. Lan Jing bowed his head in response and thought deeply, why did that uncle take Lin Chu away, was it really what he said, there are patients at home?

Thinking of the way he looked at Lin Chu, she felt uneasy in her heart, no, she had to find Lin Chu immediately.

Thinking like this, she hurriedly said to Xiao Quanzi: "Let's go, do you remember that person last time? ”

Xiao Quanzi nodded, "He is Xuandehou, the elder brother of Concubine De in the palace." ”

Lan Jing paused, she seemed to remember that someone had told her that Chunfeng Building was his property. Then what happened last time is not difficult to explain. It's just, what did he take Lin Chu for?

"Does he have any fetishes? like Long Yang?"

Xiao Quanzi's eyes twitched and nodded, he couldn't say it at first, but fortunately, Shizi was smart.

Lan Jing glanced at him and quickened his pace, Lin Chu's good cabbage can't let the pig arch.

The little servant brought the tea up, and according to the instructions, he put the added ingredients next to Lin Chu.

The corners of Xiong Zhengyang's mouth were slightly upturned, he couldn't suppress it, he picked up the tea in front of him, "Little master, drink tea, this is a new autumn tea, especially mellow." ”

Lin Chu glanced at him, picked up the tea, and when the tea came to his mouth, he smelled the smell that shouldn't be there, frowned slightly, and put the tea down again.

Xiong Zheng Yang Xinti was photographed again in a moment, because the person didn't drink the tea he prepared, he was a little anxious, he said, "Drink, why don't you drink?"

If Lin Chu was just guessing just now, then now he was sure that there was something wrong with this person. He hurriedly stood up, "Master Xiong, I'll go back first." ”

Xiong Zhengyang's body was shocked, how could he have to leave when he came, he hurriedly stopped in front.

"What are you going to do?" Lin Chu looked at him with a calm face.

Xiong Zhengyang glanced at the little guy next to him, and the little guy walked out quickly.

He smiled, "Don't be nervous, little master, just invite you to a cup of tea." ”

Lin Chu didn't move, he looked at him fixedly, thinking in his heart how to get this person not to stop him.

After a stalemate, the little guy rushed over with several big men, and Xiong Zhengyang, who was full of confidence, raised his head slightly, "If you know each other, you will drink this cup of tea."

Lin Chu frowned in disgust, didn't look at him, and walked straight out.

The big men were stunned when they saw such an uninteresting person for the first time, and it wasn't until Xiong Zhengyang shouted "Stop him" that they came to their senses and blocked Lin Chu's way.

Lin Chu's eyes were cold, and he raised his breath and prepared for battle.

Xiong Tianhuan peeped in the corner, and when he saw such a situation, he was inexplicably a little excited, he looked at the handsome face, and unconsciously licked his chapped lips.

The atmosphere here is gradually solidifying, and on the other side, Xiao Quanzi, who followed Lan Jing all the way to Xuandehou Mansion, looked at the door, his face was a little shaky.

Xiao Quanzi was about to go forward to offer a visit, when the sound of the horse's hooves kept coming, and he turned his head to look.

I saw three carriages running over in an orderly manner, and the little guy at the door saw the carriage and immediately greeted it.

On the first carriage came a woman of about thirty, with clear eyebrows and soft features. She was holding a child in her hand, the child was eight or nine years old, her facial features were delicate but her face was a little gray, her eyes were dull, maybe she didn't expect that there was someone else at his door, he glanced at it, and quickly hid behind the woman.

The woman was also slightly stunned, and I looked at the carriage, which was not marked, and then at Lan Jing, who was standing on the side.

With such a bearing, it should be everyone's son, she thought like this and said to the little girl: "Go and ask, what's the matter with coming to the door?"

Xiao Xiao took the order and walked towards Lan Jing, Xiao Quanzi hurriedly blocked in front of her, "Our prince heard that Hou Ye kindly took the little master of Qingguo Temple into Beijing, and he came to pick people up." ”

Xiao Quanzi's voice was not loud or small, just enough for the woman standing on the side to hear.

Her eyes froze slightly, and she turned to look at Lan Jing, "I'm Mrs. Xuandehou, I don't know if this is the prince of that mansion?"

Hearing this, Xiao Quanzi took two steps forward, bowed and said, "I have seen Mrs. Hou, our son is from the eldest princess's mansion." ”

Xuandehou's wife Zhao suddenly remembered that the prince of the eldest princess's mansion grew up in the temple, and hurriedly took her youngest son Xiong Tianlang's hand and walked over. "The concubine has seen Tang Shizi, this is my youngest son Tianlang. ”

Lan Jing smiled, "I've seen Mrs. Hou, my senior brother is so kind to Master Hou that he can avoid the pain of walking." ”

Zhao has been holding back her anger in the past few years, and the dissatisfaction in her heart has already reached its peak, so she will not believe that the person who killed a thousand knives will be kind enough to carry people.

After thinking about it, she said, "The eldest brother of the prince should be in the mansion, please come in." ”

Lan Jing nodded with a smile, and turned slightly sideways to the guards who followed her, "Just wait outside." ”

Zhao shook his hand and wanted to speak, let's bring the guards, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

Xiong Tianlang couldn't help but look up at him secretly when he saw Lan Jing passing over, and when he saw him turn around, he was so frightened that he hurriedly shrank back and grabbed the hem of his mother's clothes tightly.

Seeing this, Zhao was so distressed that he twitched and twitched.

Lan Jing glanced at the mother and son, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, how could a young master of the Hou Mansion be so timid?