Chapter 321: Ridiculous for once

Yang Yu still looked at Ayi's frightened face, smiled gently, and said slowly: "You say, is he Qilang?" ā€

Qi Yan frowned and said hesitantly: "The body of Langjun of the Huan clan is on the outskirts of Jinling. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Yang Yu did not pause in his hand, and said, "Really? But how do I think he is? ā€

Qi Yan looked at the servant girl on the side, and the servant girl hung her head and exited the door.

Then he said: "Girl, people can't be resurrected after death, your idea is too ridiculous. ā€

Yang Yu sighed lowly and said, "There are few ridiculous things in this world? Why, can't he be allowed to be ridiculous once? Her tone was very aggrieved, and her tone was soft and long, which made people unconsciously soften.

Qi Yan pursed his lips and said: "When the girl is who he is, he is who he is, and the slave listens to the girl." The slave then commanded him to go down and take care of him like a distinguished guest. ā€

Yang Yu smiled and said, "Good." With that, she sat on the edge of the couch and brushed her arm over his body.

Ayi's eyes were tightly closed, the expression on her face was filled with indescribable pain, a fine layer of sweat broke out on her pale skin, and her yellowed hair stuck to her forehead.

She raised her hand to wipe his sweat with a handkerchief, the disfigured half of her face had just been powdered, but she could still clearly see the beating muscles, and her eyelids drooped on the sunken eye sockets, without half vitality.

"How can you skin half of a person's face alive!" People who are like brutes have no humanity! Qi Yan hated the way.

Yang Yu frowned and said, "No one is allowed to ask Ayi about this." ā€

"Yes, slave knows. ā€

Having said that, Qi Yan's eyes drifted to Ayi again and again, and he always felt uneasy.

The sky was bright, and when the first rays of sunlight shone on the wooden window frame, Ayi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes, and his hair overflowed in front of him like waterfall green silk.

Yang Yu just sat on the couch, lying beside him, sleeping sweetly.

Ayi pulled the corners of her lips slightly, reached out to touch her hair, but the palm of her hand stopped in mid-air, imitating the outline of her side face, through the air, slowly, slowly caressing the person who was close but could not be touched.

Through the window, the sound of the servants of the Qinxian Pavilion Princess's Mansion was heard outside, and he withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

After a while, curling smoke rose outside, and a smell of fireworks in the world penetrated the tip of the nose.

Ayi closed his eyes for a moment, took a deep breath, and a warm smile rose into his lips.

Yang Yu's eyes trembled slightly, opened her eyes, and the warm smile came into view, she was slightly stunned, and said with a smile: "But it still hurts?" ā€

Ayi shook his head, supported his body with his hands, and sat up, Yang Yu put the cushion on the backrest with his hand, helped him sit down, and said, "When your injuries are healed, I will take you out for a walk." ā€

"You go get busy, you don't have to be with me." "People like me don't deserve it. He hung his head slightly.

Yang Yu smiled and said, "You rest first, I'll go freshen up, and then I'll have a morning meal with you." ā€

"Okay. ā€

Middle-aged women are the most boring, and their lives are the same, which also makes them pay more attention to their masters. Seeing Yang Yu come out of Ayi's guest room, Huang Yuan, who is usually talkative, poked Liu Yu beside her with her elbow and said, "Le Xuanjun is not self-cultivation." ā€

Liu Yu raised her eyes and looked, lowered her head again, and warned in a low voice: "If you don't say a word, no one will treat you as a dumb person." ā€

Liu Yu is Liu Sue's wife, she grew up watching Yang Yu, although she doesn't wait nearby, she is grateful that Yang Yu treats her servants generously, and she is also strict and doesn't chew her tongue.

Huang Yuan pouted unhappily and said, "I know that your old man came from Jinling with Le Xuanjun, so he is naturally one level higher than us." She snorted coldly, and continued: "Even if it is a noble person from Jinling, there is no one to spend the night with a man, right?" Is this also a celebrity style? ā€

Liu Yu snorted in displeasure, raised her eyes to look at her again, crossed her and saw the person standing behind her, and said with a smile: "Chief." ā€

Qi Yan sneered and walked over.

Huang Yuan knew that she was speechless, but she knew that Yang Yu had a good temperament and had never lost her temper with her servants, and she felt that she had misbehaved, so she simply took out a look of indifference, rubbed her hands by herself, and did not raise her eyes.

Qi Yan stood in front of her, her voice was like a yellow warbler out of the valley, and asked with a smile: "Yo, I just heard the hen crowing, how can it be quiet?" ā€

Concubine Liu smiled and said, "Chief, the old body also heard it." ā€

Huang Yuan works in the Qinxian Pavilion Princess Mansion, and she is also very face-saving outside, where has she been angry, and her face suddenly turned red: "Who do you say is the hen!" ā€

Qi Yan waved his hand impatiently and said, "I don't want to argue with you about such a matter of tongue." As he spoke, he raised his eyes and looked at the servant on the side and said: "Huang Yuan has been wronged in our Pavilion Master's Mansion, Lan Shao, go and get her deed of sale, send it to Renyazi, and sell it directly, no matter whether you are high or low, the sooner the better." After speaking, Qi Yan shook his sleeves and left neatly as if nothing had happened.

"Yes. "The blue peony should come down neatly.

Huang Yuan was stunned, she never expected that she would be sold with just a few words.

"Boss! It's my fault! It's my fault! Saying that, he caught up with Qi Yan, knelt on the ground, grabbed the corner of Qi Yan's clothes, and said with a sad face: "My husband and son are here, don't sell me, don't sell me!" ā€

Qi Yan snorted coldly and said with a smile: "In our Pavilion Lord's Mansion, it should be both glory and loss." The head of the family has a good heart and takes in the homeless, but you are broken behind your back, and we can't keep you. She thought for a moment and said, "Sell Huang Yuan's family together." ā€

Huang Yuan thought that she would let it go lightly after a few false horns, but she never expected that ordinary people's intrigue would not work in this. For a while, the hand holding Qi Yan also paused.

Qi Yan flicked his sleeves and flipped away.

Huang Yuan didn't have time to cry, so she was dragged to the backyard and waited for someone to take her away.

Ayi in the room listened to everything that was happening outside through the door, his eyes paused, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

However, after a while, Yang Yu changed into a blue-blue straight-necked Luo skirt, a soft three-solo brocade robe, shining in the sun.

Ah Yi shook his mind, Yang Yu was already sitting on the opposite side of the couch, and asked with a smile: "Why don't you eat first?" ā€

Ayi said: "You said you wanted to come together, I'll wait for you." ā€

Yang Yu held the jade chopstick in his hand and sandwiched a piece of roasted duck into his bowl: "Zhushan is not as good as Jinling, taste the taste." ā€

Ayi chewed slowly, only to feel the fragrance of his teeth and cheeks: "It's so fragrant." ā€

She smiled and paused, "Use more." ā€

No words for a meal.

After dinner, Yang Yu went to the barracks as usual, Fan Ming patrolled around these days, and Qiu Gong stayed in the camp to manage, everything went according to plan, which saved a lot of worry.

Originally, he was noisy and shouting all day long, but after this calmed down, Zhu Sheng's martial arts and temperament became more and more accepted by everyone, everyone knows that this disgusting and kind-faced man is a tender man with rake ears when he is at home, and he speaks without brains, but he is a solid eye, and the longer they get along, their popularity also improves. (To be continued.) )