Chapter Ninety-Eight: Don't Be Impulsive Anymore

Lan Jiayin was embarrassed to glance at Lin Huaide, who was full of concern, and whispered, "I didn't suffer, they can't even lift water, where is my opponent?" ”

"But I was so angry just now, I inevitably tried too hard, and I was afraid that my hands would be green."

Lan Jiayin said, and stretched out her hands that had begun to scream in pain, and sure enough, the back of her white jade-like hand was already red and swollen, and even the pair of gold bracelets on her wrists were deformed, which showed how hard she had to hit just now.

Lin Qiong couldn't help but change color, and muttered: "Sister Yin's fight is really real, look at it, even she was hurt." ”

couldn't help but complain to Lan Jiayin, "Sister Yin, it's not that my sister is too talkative, since you know that you are going to fight, you don't bring anyone, and you don't bring any guys, if you take a horsewhip, you won't get hurt yourself." ”

Lan Jiayin thought secretly when she heard this, "Just deal with a few weak women, and still use people?" Besides, how can you use a horsewhip to punch the flesh? ”

But how dare she continue to take Lin Qiong down the crooked road?

Squeaked: "Isn't this in a hurry, didn't you have time?" ”

Lin Qiong immediately puffed out her chest and said, "Then you can come to me first, where do I have something, Sister Yin, let's talk about it, next time there is such a thing, you have to take me first!" ”

Lan Jiayin couldn't catch Lin Qiong's toughness at all, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No more, no more."

Lin Huaide's eyes were red, originally Lan Jiayin was white, but now it was blue and red, it was unbearable, he really wanted to beat that person again.

Angrily, he glanced at his cousin, who couldn't tell the main point, and earnestly instructed: "Cousin, don't mention this matter again in the future, if this word spreads, how else will Qin Jing behave?" ”

"If you are really good to her, restrain your people, there is no need to say anything about your mother's side, if there is still a rumor to spread it"

As he spoke, he looked behind Lin Qiong, and immediately knelt on the ground, all kowtowing like garlic and swearing curses, begging the master to be gracious.

Lin Qiong finally came back to her senses, learned from Lan Jiayin's hands on her hips, and scolded viciously: "Whoever dares to talk too much, the whole family will sit down and be sold to Rong Di as a slave!" ”

This is a thousand times more cruel than selling it in a coal kiln!

The coal kiln is just a coolie, and being a slave to Rong Di's barbarians is no different from being a prostitute, and as soon as she said this, there was no one who knelt on the ground who was not frightened and cried.

Lin Qiong was very proud, and whispered in Lan Jiayin's ear with a smile, "I saw the lamp of Mrs. Liang's house during the Lantern Festival, and listened to their little girl tell the story of the Wild Wolf King, and I felt that the protagonist in the story was amazing, but I didn't expect that it was the fierce Mu Shizi at the Baimei Banquet, and I should have said more to him if I knew it." ”

"Oh, yes." Looking at Lin Qiong's starry eyes, Lan Jiayin really didn't know what to say except for a dry talk.

Fortunately, in this subtle embarrassment, he was interrupted by the eager Lin Huaide, "Let's go, go to Sister Qiong's courtyard, I'll ask someone to bring medicine and wine, and find a knowledgeable mother to rub it for you." ”

Originally, he wanted to take people to his study, but the outer courtyard was too far away, and it was closer to Lin Qiong's side.

When they were young, the three of them entered the Ziying Courtyard and went straight to the east wing, which is where Lin Qiong reads and paints, and the three-room wide room is separated by a mahogany carved railing, which is very spacious and spacious.

Lin Qiong's personality is straightforward and spicy, so the decoration in the house is mostly smart and unrestrained, and the objects of the youngest daughter's house are almost invisible.

Enter the door to bypass the gold thread embroidery screen of a hundred flowers and spring, on the mahogany moon door on the east and west sides, each hangs a pair of crystal bead curtains, reflecting the sunshine, sprinkling the highlights of the room, lightly touching, it comes to life, and the house is full of joyful jumping and scattering.

In the middle of the hall, there is a carved flat-headed case, on both sides of the case is a pair of pastel landscape figures with a potted belly of calligraphy and painting, but there are not scrolls and scrolls inserted in it, but two tanks of lively and lovely goldfish, and there are several pink lotus flowers floating on the water surface.

There are not a few books on the bookcase, but there is a sweet white porcelain flower on the left, with a bright red plum full of blooming.

The whole room is so lively and happy, so that people in it can easily like it from the bottom of their hearts.

Lin Qiong invited people into the west room, let Lan Jiayin sit on the big kang near the window, and had her own maid to serve tea and set snacks, and the three of them sat for less than a cup of tea, and the skilled mother in Lin Huaide's mouth followed Lin An into the door, and came to rub Lan Jiayin's bruises.

This Mother Lin is the daughter-in-law of the third housekeeper of the princess's mansion, and she is also a face-saving person in the mansion.

Lin Huaide saw that Lan Jiayin's painful face had changed, so he stood up suddenly, and turned around in the room with his hands behind his back, full of anxiety, and his forehead was protruding, and he didn't dare to look at Lan Jiayin's face.

fell into deep self-blame in my heart, "Actually in my home, let Qinqing get hurt, this is simply a manifestation of incompetence!" ”

Lin Qiong was shaken by him and panicked, grabbed the person, pressed him to sit on the official hat chair, and begged helplessly: "Good brother, don't turn around, my sister is dizzy by your turn, hurry up and sit down to rest, obedient." ”

Lan Jiayin saw him frowning, barely revealing a distorted smile, and said softly, "Yes, I'm fine, this will be rubbed away, and I can suffer less guilt." ”

When this treatment comparable to torture was over, Lin Huaide had time to say a few words in his heart, "Qinqing, I know that what the fourth lady of your mansion has done is really excessive, and she deserves to be beaten and scolded, but these things should not be done by you." ”

"You can hide behind and ask others to do it, you can still make her extremely miserable and take a bad breath for yourself, right?"

"Today, you are so impulsive, fortunately this is in our family, my mother has always been strict, and the tone of the subordinates is also tight, so there are fewer worries."

"You can't do this in the future, the ancients, think twice before acting, we are the masters, we only need to use our brains and mouths, and the rest may as well be handed over to the people below."

Looking at the ten-year-old little adult, admonishing himself seriously, Lan Jiayin couldn't help laughing, her heart was warm, and she thought secretly, "Yes, even if my cousin is a scumbag, don't I still have so many good friends by my side?" ”

"Sometimes, blood isn't everything"

She nodded solemnly, admitting her mistake very seriously, "Yes, I went too far today, I was really panicked, and I just happened to meet this opportunity again, and all my brains exploded." ”

"I won't do this again, you can all rest assured."

(To be continued.) )