[Mission completed, unlock character: Ye Mengran.] 】

Yang Yuying rolled over, biting her nails and staring at her game interface.

A card appeared in the character column, on which Ye Mengran was covered in bruises, his hands were wrapped in snow-white bandages, and there was a sword lying on the ground.

Yang Yuying looked at Ye Mengran's hand, and glared at the game interface again.

If this thing had flesh and blood, it would have to be steamed, boiled, fried, and fried by yourself.

Think about how much effort she put in and how much suffering she suffered in order to unlock the character!

As soon as Yang Yuying and Ye Mengran's tone improved, Ye Mengran's thoughts, injuries, and endured pain, she could also clearly perceive them.

That's it, but what about the heyday?

Ye Mengran was injured so badly that he even lost his hands, this is also his heyday?

It's a pity that the game interface is not so smart, obediently flashing with a gentle light, and I don't feel that I have done anything bad at all.

Yang Yuying sighed, closed the interface, and walked out of the houseboat.

Actually, it's pretty good.

After returning to the room, Yang Yuying lay down directly and slept steadily, and when she slept sweetly, a maid came to report, and someone from Changping Academy sent an obituary.

Yang Yuying was stunned when she boarded, she didn't care about changing her clothes, and hurriedly went out, and sure enough, she saw someone wearing the guard uniform of Changping Academy.

It still looks a little familiar.

The person who came dressed in linen and wore filial piety, saw Yang Yuying kneeling down and crying bitterly, and presented an obituary.

Yang Yuying was a little flustered for a while.

There were a few elderly gentlemen in the academy, but before she returned, all of them were in good spirits.

Scholars are Confucian disciples, but also re-health, in Changping, gentlemen have the habit of exercising in the morning and evening, and the diet is also appropriate, although they have age, but everyone wants to teach and educate people for 20 years, far from the age of retirement.

"Who is it?"

Yang Yuying took the obituary, glanced at it, her heart shook, and her spirit couldn't help but be in a trance for a moment.

Xu Shanchang?

How so?

Shan Chang is not very old, less than fifty, and he is like a child, but he does not seem to be short-lived.

Yang Yuying was very strange in her heart, only to feel a little bitterness in her mouth, so she asked her subordinates to call the guards who sent the obituary to rest, so she went into the house and packed up her plain clothes to change, and while changing clothes, she unconsciously opened the game interface and pulled out the list of relatives and friends.

Glancing at the list of relatives and friends, Yang Yuying was stunned!

Eh, maybe there is a netherworld here, and people are immortal?

Otherwise, why is Xu Shanchang's name still so bright?

Immediately, Yang Yuying shook her head with a smile, she remembered that there was a prince in the ancient history of Lanxing, who was famous for his love of funerals, and people were still alive and well, and the funerals had been done many times, and every time she took the opportunity to receive gifts.

In other words, their mountain chief won't be so poor.

In a fit of anger, Yang Yuying rolled her eyes, put on her plain clothes, and seriously dressed in linen and filial piety.

Xu Zhongming is the teacher, the master is like a father, and Dai Xiao should be.

Didn't he say he was dead? He himself wore white, guarded the front of his coffin every day, and let him die a good death.

Although she was resentful in her heart, Yang Yuying also knew that Xu Zhongming, the head of Changping Academy, was a teacher, and it was impossible to mess around like that ridiculous prince, even if he was messing around, he only dared to do it in private, how could there be such a reason to send an obituary to his students? There must be some reason for this.

Yang Yuying said that he wanted to go back to the academy, and Lin Guan and Xia Zhiming came to pick him up in person.

As soon as Lin Guan saw Yang Yuying's expression, he coughed lightly: "It seems that you know?" That's not good, it's not sad, it's not proper, it's not proper. ”

Yang Yuying smiled: "I can't splash water in this house, and mosquitoes can't fly in without my permission." ”

When the words fell, Lin Guan couldn't see a little sadness on his face except for those red eyes, looking left and right, looking at Yang Yuying's garden in amazement.

Yang Yuying shook her head: "Prepare water, you two go wash it." ”

These two people are all dusty, and Lin Guan is just that, Xia Zhiming is rarely so embarrassed, his face is muddy and watery, and his cyan uniform is dyed to ashes.

Xia Zhiming refused, bathing in a lone woman's house, which was very rude to him.

It's just that he was dragged by Lin Guan, and as soon as he entered the hot spring pool in the backyard, the bamboo forest was covered, and dozens of pools had their own fun, and he didn't feel tempted.

Yang Yuying is used to persuading people.

"We're in the same class, we're siblings, what's the point of being more comfortable?"

Xia Zhiming smiled and agreed.

Just entered the water, and the forest official, who had always been noisy, hid in the bamboo forest and disappeared.

Xia Zhiming was not used to bathing with others, but this time he unconsciously remembered the terrifying injury on that kid's body.

I was silent for a long time, but I still didn't ask.

The hot spring is living water, and if you soak it for half an hour, you will become much more comfortable from body to mind.

The two of them changed into new clothes, Lin Guan flicked his big sleeves, and said with a smile: "At first glance, it is a newly bought, and the material is average." ”

Xia Zhiming sneered: "I shouldn't wear it for you." ”

Yang Yuying's family has no brothers, so naturally there is no men's clothing, so what can I do if I don't buy it now?

In the barren land of Cuijiazhuang, can you still find him a set of good tribute satin clothes?

Lin Guanwaner: "I'm not thinking, or can I get a dress cut by a beauty?" ”

Xia Zhiming: "......"

Although he has been friends since he was a child, he still can't figure out how thick Lin Guan's bastard's face is.

As he spoke, he saw several maids slowly walking through the garden, with wine jars on their heads and wine jars in their hands.

Walking in the front is Yang Yuying's personal maid Jiang Weiwei, the robe is embroidered with all kinds of brilliant flowers, the knee-length cloak has a big red fur collar, the face is snow-white, and the gold and silver ornaments on the head are extremely delicate.

The little girls are light in their feet, their demeanor is square, and they are all as beautiful as flowers.

Lin Guan whistled lightly.

A group of little maids looked at him generously, smiled lightly, and saluted properly.

Lin Guan couldn't help but admire: "Look at this style, those ladies outside, I'm afraid they can't compare with them." Our Yang beauty must have an unusual background. ”

Xia Zhiming nodded.

At this point, it is rare for him to have the same idea as Lin Guan.

Xia Zhiming was born in the Liuguo Mansion, and since he was a child, he has been a first-class noble son in the capital, how many famous daughters have he seen, and in terms of grace, the maids around Yang Yuying are indeed not inferior to others.

Lin Guan smiled and praised Jiang Weiwei for a few words, and then drank the best osmanthus brew, which was mellow and sweet in the mouth.

Yang Yuying shook her head: "You little girls are so diligent? ”

The bottle in front of Lin Guan was of the highest quality of all wines.

Yang Yuying hasn't lit up the identification skill yet, but she can see the attributes of everything in her house.

The wine is indeed the most perfect bottle of Lin Guan.

Jiang Weiwei: "No matter how beautiful the wine is, it is a waste if you can't taste it, and Miss doesn't love it, so it is naturally for people who know the goods, so as to live up to our hard work of making osmanthus brew and trying to make it delicious." ”

Lin Guandeng laughed, took a sip, and raised his eyebrows at Xia Zhiming: "Although you are the unparalleled noble son, but the girls, after all, they still prefer me." ”

Xia Zhiming was speechless.

There's really nothing to say about that.