Qian Qi opened his mouth to look at all this, and he couldn't scream a word of indecency. Of course, he couldn't wait to step forward and strangle Ling Chen, but ...... What if Yan'er took the initiative to insult Ling Chen or voluntarily? In his eyes, Yan'er and the boudoir women in Kyoto are too different.

Ling Jin was exempted from the compensation fee of 1,000 taels, and his conscience was disturbed and he volunteered to come to Qiufeng Courtyard as a garden pruner, Qian Qi felt that Ling Jin was unpredictable, so every time he followed to Qiufeng Courtyard, Ling Jin was the number one rival to prevent it.

After the anger, Qian Qi, who had poor eyesight, finally saw who was insulting whom, and he was furious, and the result of his anger was to grab the bricks piled on the flower bed and smash them at Dengzi.

Ling Chen was smashed to the ground, so he had to let go of Murong Yan in his arms, and slowly turned a pair of blood-red eyes to stare at Qian Qi. Qian Qi was so frightened that he hugged the brick and took two steps back, but Ling Chen shook and fainted to the ground.

Qian Qi finally breathed a sigh of relief, the situation was weaker than people, Ling Chen's force was not a grade compared to him, and he couldn't afford to offend.

Murong Yan was like a frozen statue since she was let go by Ling Chen, standing stiff and motionless, her hair was messy, her lips were red and swollen, her eyes were hollow, and two lines of tears flowed silently.

The place where those two lines of tears fell was not the dirt on the ground, but Ling Jin's heart. Ling Jin's heart shook violently, and he stepped forward to hold her shoulders and comforted her softly, "It's okay!" It's okay! ”

If it's okay, how can you deceive yourself that nothing happened? How had he ever seen her so vulnerable? She has always been strong and unyielding, indomitable, fearless, but after all, she is a woman, she is the most ordinary little woman who is strong on the surface and weak on the inside.

Those two lines of silent tears made Ling Jin's heart nowhere to hide. For the first time, he clearly realized that his cold, hard heart had sunk in.

Ling Jin had never despised himself so much at this moment, he had seen this scene a long time ago, and he was fully capable of stopping the beastly behavior from happening, but in order to see her mind clearly, he allowed her to be bullied, and became an outsider who stood by and watched.

In the end, he is not as good as Qian Qi, who he often laughs at. At least the timid and fearful Qian Qi threw a brick in the absence of courage.

Ling Jin blamed herself in her heart, if it weren't for her indifference and calculation, she wouldn't have been hurt. He admitted that he was selfish, knowing that when she was willing to exchange her life for Ling Chen, he hesitated and was afraid, he didn't want to be the one who paid first, the love scene was like a casino, whoever paid first would lose first. In front of a woman like her, he didn't want to give up easily, and he didn't dare to bet first. If he loses, what he loses is his own heart.

Ling Jin felt remorse, pity welled up in his heart, and his hands instinctively hugged Murong Yan into his arms.

Qian Qi's mouth opened wide again, he was the one who saved the beauty as a hero, and he was not the one who embraced the beauty.

Qian Qi gritted his teeth in anger, even more angry than just now, he hated the disciples, and even more hated the disciples who took advantage of the danger of others. Just as he was hesitating to smash a brick on Ling Jin as well, there were two snapping sounds, and Ling Jin was slapped twice.

"Qingqing played well!" Ling Jin stroked his face and smiled bitterly, "If Qingqing is not relieved, there will be two more slaps here." Ling Jin sent the right cheek.

"Hey, Yan'er has a lot of hands, you won't be beaten stupid, right?" I've seen a fool, but I've never seen a fool who hit the left cheek and sent the right cheek. Qian Qi's mouth opened wide again, and the stone in his hand slipped and smashed right on Ling Chen's head.

Ling Chen did something he shouldn't have done on impulse, and he didn't know how to face Murong Yan, so he pretended to be dizzy.

"Yan'er, are you okay?" Qian Qi immediately stepped forward to offer his courtesy, he also wanted to embrace the beauty into his arms to comfort him, even if he was slapped twice, he didn't hesitate to do so, but he had a thief's heart but no thief's courage.

"It's okay, I just got gnawed by a pig."

Gnawed by a pig?

Ling Jin smiled bitterly.

Qian Qi laughed twice, feeling that this kind of occasion was really not suitable for laughing, so he hurriedly covered his mouth and couldn't help laughing. It was the first time that Murong Yan was so kind to him, and there were questions and answers, which made him happy.

Murong Yan has inspected the injuries of the three maidservants, the red peony lingzhi can recover after a few days of adjustment, and Yuzhu is seriously injured, and it will be a problem to wake up, even if he wakes up, he may become a waste.

This enmity is not shared.

"Azzie, wake him up for me." Murong Yan stared at Ling Chen on the ground, her face was terrifyingly pale.

It's going to be settled!

Qian Qi held the brick, but he couldn't smash it. Yan'er's face is so scary, will it ...... Killed?

"Yan'er, it's not worth it if such a person is so popular, I'll help throw him out to feed the dogs." Ling Jin hurriedly stepped forward to protect the unconscious Ling Chen, his cousin did such a thing that people and gods were angry about, he would not forgive him first, but Yan'er couldn't touch him, if he died, Yan'er would have to be buried with him.

"Get out of the way!" Murong Yan drank coldly.

"Don't let it!" Ling Jin stopped her.

"Get out of the way!"

"Don't let it!"

Let?

Don't let?

Qian Qi didn't know who to help, he was so entangled on the side that he grabbed his hair, he knew the severity, and it was not a pity that the disciple who kissed Yan'er died by force, but this disciple was none other than the dignified prince of Jin, the grandson of the current Queen Mother, and the nephew of the current saint.

"You get out of the way, if you want to kill her, you want to kill her." The two argued, but Ling Chen sat up and said with a different face.

"Then you die!" Murong Yan raised her wrist, and the dozens of embroidery needles she was holding in her hand flew towards Ling Chen.

Ling Chen was bent on dying, not dodging or dodging.

"No!" Ling Jin was shocked in his heart, and with a wave of his sleeve, dozens of embroidery needles all fell into his sleeve.

Murong Yan was furious, "If you want to die, I can fulfill you." As he spoke, he buckled the embroidery needle and was about to attack Ling Jin.

"It's easy to kill him, you just want to bury him so much, do you want to die so much?" Ling Jin's face turned blue with anger, and he roared, "Is there nothing in this world that is worthy of your nostalgia?" How can you not think about the people around you? You're dead......"

I'll be sad.

People around you? Who else is around her? She was an orphan since she was a child, her parents were both soldiers, she died accidentally in the line of duty when she was very young, she grew up with Watson, and treated him as her closest person, but for a position she did not want, she died at the hands of Watson's gun.

The thick sadness on Murong Yan's face made Ling Jin feel pain in her heart, they were all pitiful, she at least had Murong Bai Murong Shuang, he had nothing but his mother.

"What does it matter to you whether I die or not? If you don't get out of the way, I will send you to see Lord Yama with you. "Whoever it is, don't try to stop her. Even if Ling Chen died a hundred times, it wouldn't be able to relieve the hatred in her heart today.