Duan Qian recognized her instantly, and his recent questions were answered, he gritted his teeth: "It's you!" What did you do to me?! ”

"It doesn't matter what I do, what matters is what she will do to you next." Lan Shuying shrugged her shoulders and reminded him softly: "I just heard a very handsome young man say that he has never heard the sound of peeling, Chen Min has promised to give you to him, what will happen next...... I'm curious. ”

Duan Qian's face was as pale as earth, and he wanted to tell himself that it was impossible, but he knew very well that this was Chen Min's character, she would dispose of worthless things as soon as possible, and waiting for so many days was her last chance to give him.

"Answer me a few questions, and I can consider taking you out of here." The girl smiled.

"You're dreaming." Duan Qian smiled miserably, his eyes flashing with hatred, "You hurt me!" Still trying to get something out of my mouth, huh? ”

Lan Shuying shook his index finger to correct his statement: "You are mistaken, you chose to attack me first, this is called one report and one report." And, you think I'm talking to you? She snapped her fingers.

Duan Qian suddenly felt his heart beating like a drum, alternating between sudden cold and sudden heat, tormenting him so much that he wanted to die.

His skin was as red as if it had been burned, and he rose and fell in waves, and a dark shadow scurried under his skin, as if a sharp knife was cutting his skin from the inside, inch by inch.

Lan Shuying gagged him before he howled in pain, and then sat down happily, admiring his rolling on the ground.

Zi Gu, it's a seizure.

Chen Min is also a senior disciple of the old sect leader, with her help, this Zi Gu in Duan Qian's body has been sleeping for a long time, until Duan Qian lost her favor in the plot and was tortured by Zi Gu all day long, so he took the initiative to take refuge in the male protagonist who held the mother Gu jade card.

The last time Duan Qian fell into Lan Shuying's hands, it took her two days to reawaken this Zi Gu.

The mother Gu in the jade plaque has merged with the one in Lan Shuying's body, and the power has doubled, she let him live, he will live, and she let him die, it is just a matter of thought.

"Now, we can sit down and have a good chat."

……

Zhen Ge found out that Master has been very busy lately, she always goes to a pavilion during the day, and then there are people coming and going in and out of the pavilion all day, and everyone is very respectful to her, no, maybe to change the word, it is fear.

He has to spend a long time every day to force himself to control his emotions, and he must practice well, because after he has practiced, he can go and kill the Dongfang dog thief, as well as the so-called Dongfang Young Master...... Zhen Ge glanced at them from afar, one was majestic and cold, the other was innocent and handsome, father and son were filial, and they got along well.

God knows, he's driven crazy by hatred!

Just when Zhen Ge was about to practice to the point of going mad, Lan Shuying called him out.

As usual, she prepared him sweet and delicious snacks and asked him, "Where have they been lately?" ”

Zhen Ge pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "The two women who pestered them to redeem themselves in the juggling class that day came here, and they are said to be Dongfang dogs...... Ahem, the third lady, and her maid. ”

"Yes, I didn't expect that the daughter of the Flowing Moon City Lord has a very unique hobby." Lan Shuying took a sip of tea lightly.

Zhen Gele was happy, and it was always funny for the master to scold people with this mouth, and he told her everything he had seen and heard recently.

This kid regards Dongfang Liuyue as his lifelong enemy, and he doesn't have a good impression of the young ladies in Liuyue City, he is very smart, and during this time, he has been mixed in the places where people in the rivers and lakes gather, and he has heard a lot of news.

Lan Shuying listened to the deeds of the third lady from childhood to adulthood, and her heart suddenly moved.

She remembered that the heroine in the plot was also this kind of living Bodhisattva character. Simple, cute, kind, lively, and the most important thing is that the heroine also runs out when she has nothing to do, and she doesn't know martial arts, and she is often rescued by passers-by because she is in trouble, and then uses her own stupid white sweetness to capture the person who saved her.

and the companion in Mo Xuewei's impression before her death, that is, the girl who later smeared her, is also this kind of character. Annoying.

The plot didn't tell her the name of the heroine, and the girl's name didn't either, she found the girl's appearance from Mo Xuewei's memory, but she hadn't met the real person yet.

She dipped her tea and slowly wrote a few words on the table, Oriental rhyme.

"Master, I think Jiang Gongzi seems to like playing with her very much."

Zhen Ge quietly gave someone an eye drop.

Lan Shuying nodded to indicate that she knew, her expression was faint, and she couldn't see her joy or anger, which made Zhen Ge nervous.

"Master...... ...... you to Jiang Gongzi" He was entangled for a while, and then changed his question: "Will Master marry him?" ”

Lan Shuying smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "You're still young, don't ask too much about adults." ”

didn't say yes, didn't say no, Zhen Ge was entangled again.

Lan Shuying thought, it's time to go and meet this oriental rhyme book for a while.

She asked the maid here about the location, and found that the third lady happened to occupy the pavilion she usually likes to go to, but after all the things that should be explained have been explained, she will not use the pavilion again, but I don't know whether this oriental rhyme book is intentional or unintentional.

When Lan Shuying arrived, Huo Sanshao was the first to discover her, and he frantically gave Jiang Yan a look, but the latter was intoxicated by the beautiful melody of the guzheng song, blindfolded, and beat selflessly, and didn't notice the reminder of the little uncle at all.

She watched thoughtfully for a while, and as soon as she sat down, she heard a cry of pain from the woman playing the kite.