In the rain, the shoes and hems of their clothes were wet, and there was a trickle of water flowing down the long steps, making a splash with every step.

The steps will be a little slippery when they get wet, Jing Lan grabbed her arm to prevent her from slipping and falling, "What you said is very reasonable, but what I actually want to say is that if you meet someone who treats you well in the future, of course this person will not be as stupid as Senior Brother Zichu." He may not have any ability, his martial arts are not good enough, he has no ability, and he is not very good-looking. But he will be good to you wholeheartedly, such a person, will you like him? ”

After saying these words, Jing Lan's ears were very angry, and the cool breeze couldn't blow away the heat. He was nervous, nervous about what the Red Sleeves would say behind him.

Will it be, or won't it?

He didn't know the bottom of his heart.

Red Sleeves does not dislike people with low martial arts, because she can get along with herself without discrimination. It's just that this doesn't mean that she will like a person with low martial arts, her martial arts are good, and she will have a world that belongs to her in the future. And at that time, she really wouldn't mind a person whose ability fell to her?

The odds aren't great.

Who doesn't like heroes in the world, especially the kind of people who are admired from above, and their whole bodies exude dazzling and burning light, almost like the banquet. To be capable, to be prestigious, to be prestigious.

In such a comparison, Jing Lan felt as small as a speck of dust.

Red Sleeves frowned and thought about it seriously, and finally asked very puzzledly, "If you have ability, you don't have looks, and you don't even have the most basic martial arts, I'm curious about how he has the courage to live in this world?" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Jing Lan's soul was hit 10,000 times in an instant, and he still overestimated his ability to bear it.

My heart and liver hurt!

"Am I not that kind of person? Where you need any courage, just be dead and have a good face! Jing Lan muttered dissatisfiedly.

"You're not, if it weren't for your master......" Red Sleeves blurted out, and she suddenly shut up halfway through the sentence.

The red sleeves were suffocated, and she almost told a secret, and sure enough, after the two stayed for a long time, she even gradually relaxed her guard.

It's not going to go on like this.

"What am I not?" Jing Lan didn't notice anything wrong with her words, and the point he grasped was that she denied her words.

"You're not useless!" The red sleeves walked forward with steps, and the steps on his feet were all wet, and the wetness made people a little uncomfortable, "Your martial arts are not high, but you can't beat anyone, at least you can fight some ruffians and hooligans, and your self-protection ability is also a little." As for your appearance, you're too presumptuous! How can it be bad for the palace master of the jacaranda palace to look at, although there is really no ability or anything at present, but it would be good to work hard in the future, how old are we? There will be a chance to change in the future, right? ”

"So, all of the above, I don't agree that you are the same as the waste you say."

"Do you really think so?" Jing Lan asked happily.

She actually looks like herself, which makes Jing Lan incredible, and Jing Lan is also quite useful for her recognition. The previous damage dissipated in an instant, and in its place, a trace of sweetness spread to the tip of the heart.

"Of course." Redsleeves smiled at him.

"You'll ...... such a person"

"I've arrived."

Before Jing Lan could finish speaking, Red Sleeves interrupted.

Jing Lan looked at her who had already walked to the gate of the courtyard, and the words stuck in her throat were swallowed alive, and he wondered how she could arrive so quickly even if she was walking very slowly.

"I'll send you in!" Jing Lan followed up the steps.

The courtyard door is still a little far from the room, and the rain is pouring down, and no matter how fast it is, it will wet the clothes.

Red Sleeves excused, "No need, no need." I'll just go in by myself, and you'd better go back early and rest at such a late hour! ”

"It's all here, not for a while." Jing Lan was resolute.

At this time, through the pouring rain, Red Sleeves clearly saw a black shadow facing them in the night. Her heart jumped suddenly, and before she had time to think about it, the whole person rushed towards Jing Lan.

"Oops! My feet hurt so much, why did I cramp all of a sudden. ”

"What's wrong? Is your foot uncomfortable? Jing Lan hurriedly put down the umbrella, helped her, and squatted down to check.

"Yes! Oh, yes! Red Sleeves coped perfunctorily, and she was secretly relieved to see the black shadow flying into the courtyard at a very fast speed.

It's really what you're afraid of!

"Let me see, is this it?" Jing Lan held her slender ankle and pressed it to a place, and asked very seriously.

"Like...... Suddenly it doesn't hurt anymore. Redsleeves smirked and withdrew his foot.

"So fast?" Jing Lan was surprised.

"Well, it may be a cramp all of a sudden, it hurts quickly, and it gets better quickly." Redsleeves jumped in front of him as if it were a proof.

"Don't jump, don't jump, I believe you." Jing Lan hurriedly stopped her behavior.

Although he still felt a little unbelievable, as long as she was well, it was more important than anything else.

"Otherwise, I'll take you to the healer's place tomorrow! I always feel like you're getting better too quickly, and if there's any hidden danger, you'll be in trouble. Jing Lan was worried.

"It's really okay, don't worry, it's just an ordinary broken foot." Red Sleeves waved her hand again and again, and then she urged, "It's late at night, you go back!" ”

Jing Lan didn't move at all, insisting on her opinion, "I'm going to send you in." ”

"Okay." Seeing that he was very stubborn, Red Sleeves understood that he must not be able to persuade him, so he could only compromise.

Pushing open the courtyard door, it was pitch black inside, and there were a few leaves blown off by the wind on the wet ground. Columns of water flowed down from the green tiles of the eaves, smashing on the ground and splashing a lot of water.

"You have a good rest." Jing Lan sent her to the door of the room, and her heart settled down.

Red Sleeves lit the fire and pushed the door open casually, "Got it, go back quickly!" ”

"Hmm." Jing Lan smiled and walked into the rain with an umbrella.

Red Sleeves watched him carry the lantern, Xinchang's back gradually became blurred in the heavy rain, and he completely disappeared from sight with the last "quack" sound of closing the door.

Red Sleeves walked into the room, quickly changed a pair of shoes, and then walked towards Qu Wanwan's door. As soon as she reached the door, the room was lit by candlelight.

"Come in!" Qu Wanwan's lazy voice came from the room.

Red Sleeves gently pushed open the door and walked into the inner room, through the screen she saw Qu Wanwan walking out from behind the screen, holding a face towel in her hand and wiping her wet long hair.

"Palace Master, can this trip go well?" Red Sleeves stepped forward and offered to wipe it for her.

Qu Wanwan bowed slightly, "Tell me about what has happened in the past few days!" ”

Qu Wanwan sat at the table, half-propped up her head, her eyes staring at the candle flame.

The sound of the rain outside the window was still very loud, and the sound of "bang-la-la" was particularly loud at night, and the red sleeves were listening to the sound of rain, telling the events of the past three days one by one.

"It's funny." After listening to this, Qu Wanwan was silent for a while before lightly opening her thin lips.

Red Sleeves was puzzled, "What the palace master said is interesting, is it referring to the person named Zichu?" ”

"No, what do you have to do with me. There is only one thing I care about, that is, whether this matter has anything to do with Jiang Huatian, but fortunately, it turns out that it is indeed not his handiwork, so I can rest assured. Qu Wanwan hooked her lips.

If Jiang Huatian did it, he would definitely take advantage of the victory to pursue and put out all the so-called evidence, where would he easily let her go, and send a scapegoat.

If it wasn't Jiang Huatian, who would it be, Qu Wanwan almost had a conclusion in her heart, but considering that this matter was not suitable for a big fight, she had no intention of bringing that person out.

If someone is willing to take the blame, let him replace him, as long as she can clear her innocence, it makes no difference to her.

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