Chapter 158: My wife will be distressed
The absent-minded guard was about to get closer and look at it, when Qiu Qiu, who was trembling with anger, had already said sharply, "I don't know how to lift, right?" Then hit, hit out! Dare to make a big statement in front of this young master, just say a few words, just say a few words, just slap him as many times! β
"You don't remember a few words, do you? Do you want me to count them for you? Well, I don't remember much, the last sentence seems to be, I almost thought that Yi Leshi was your father? A few words? Come on, come on, smoke quickly, while carrying it, smoke at the same time! β
"You're looking for death!"
Qiu Qiu's long whip raised his head like a snake, but before the snake head could spit out the letter, it was copied by Yi Renli's hand, Qiu Qiu was shocked and dragged it, and he couldn't move, Yi Renli sneered and shook his hand, the long whip shook rapidly, Qiu Qiu's arm was violently bounced away, and his whole body flew upside down with a scream, and there was a chaotic sound, embedded in the branches and leaves of a tree in the distance behind him.
This was just an instant, those thugs didn't react, until this time they all screamed, went to the tree to pick up Qiu Qiu, the tree is not high, the branches are also thin, Qiu Qiu was frightened and struggled for a while, the leaves squeaked and rattled, clicked, and fell with a branch, perfectly avoiding the hands of everyone who raised their heads to take it, and squatted hard.
Qiu Qiu screamed: "Ahhhhh Ahhhh Is my dad giving you too little benefit on weekdays, ahhh β
Yi Renli smiled and sighed, "Ahhhh β
He stepped forward, the long whip flicked up, and it went around the group of thugs with precision, and Huo Huo wrapped it around Qiu Qiu's neck in the crowdβ
Suddenly, a hand grabbed the end of his whip.
Yi Renli's gaze fell on that hand, it was a middle-aged man's hand, the green tendons on the hand were protruding, and the color of the green tendons was a strange dark blue, obviously a double poisonous hand.
Raising his eyes, he met Yang Nanyue's slightly thoughtful gaze.
Yi Ren left the force, Yang Nanyue also made the force, the two sides were deadlocked, and the whip gradually became straight.
Qiu Qiu got up with the support of everyone, watched the two wrestling, his face suddenly turned vicious, he quietly turned to Yi Renli's back, slowly pulled out the dagger in his boots, and slowly raised it-
He was facing Yang Nanyue, and when Yang Nanyue saw his movements, his eyes flashed slightly, and he was somehow hesitant.
Qiu Qiu's hand had been slowly raised to the top of Yi Renli's head, the corners of his mouth were grinning, his eyes were evil, and he quickly inserted it-
Yi Renli suddenly let go.
Yang Nanyue was about to shout, but he couldn't retract his strength and staggered back.
Yi Ren leaned his hand away from his body and copied the whip into his hand, just avoiding Qiu Qiu's insertion aimed at the Tianling Gai. The right leg flicked backwards, and with a dagger landed, Yi Ren turned his toe like the tip of a knife, and slammed it at Qiu Qiu's throat at an angle that was almost impossible for the human body.
This is a little bit true, and the Adam's apple must be broken.
The force of his kick was too hard, and his long hair flew up, revealing a few faint gray hairs inside.
On the opposite side, Yang Nanyue, who staggered to the ground, looked up and saw this scene, and suddenly his eyes were enlightened, and then he turned into shock.
He pounced on him and shouted, "Young master, stop! β
Yi Renli was slightly shocked, and the toes of the flipping back changed directions, brushed up, and brushed Qiu Qiu's throat.
Qiu Qiu, who had escaped death, was helped up by the group of thugs, and was stunned for a while before remembering the word he had just heard, and stroked his throat and said in a daze: "What...... What do you call him? β
Yi Renli clapped his hands at Yang Nanyue, "For the sake of you who seem to want to warn, spare his life." β
Yang Nanyue didn't seem to understand what he was talking about at all, he looked at him in a daze, and said for a long time: "Young master, ......"
"My name is Yi Renli." Yi Renli squinted at him, "I see that you are a little familiar, but I remember that you used to seem to be a person from the Tianxing Terrace in the inner courtyard, how did you get more and more miserable, and you were reduced to being a thug for the son of a deputy housekeeper in the outer courtyard?" β
Yang Nanyue's face turned pale, he lowered his head and was silent, Qiu Qiu over there had already shouted, "What bastard!" My dad was kind to him! If it weren't for my father, he would still be a sinner who was punished for guarding the Heavenly Star Terrace for failing to guard the Heavenly Star Tower! He paused, finally reacted, and said with wide eyes, "Young master? Which less master? Yang Nanyue, which of your young masters is he! β
Yang Nanyue sighed, "I am the house slave of the Yi family, who can I call the master?" β
Qiu Qiu seemed to be struck above his head by a bolt of thunder, and his mouth suddenly opened wide.
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Yi Ren left here to stage an embarrassing confession, and Lin Feibai was more trouble-free.
When it comes to sword fighting, sword fighting, a group of "heroes" in the Changping Martial Arts Alliance don't even disdain to pretend.
How can a sword be used for cold noodles? To bring a sword to cold noodles is to disrespect the sword, how can such a person deserve to stand in front of them?
With such a person, naturally there is no need to talk about any martial arts rules, fight alone, and teach him a lesson together.
And they went together.
And then in the end, they don't deserve to stand together.
In a small place in Changping, it is actually very happy to have a martial arts alliance, and the reason is only because someone wants to be the leader of the alliance, and why does this person who wants to be the leader of the alliance have such ambitions, because his background is quite different.
So at this moment, when he was rolling around in the ground, he shouted out the difference.
"Vertical arrogance! How dare you strike so viciously! Wait, my cousin Commander Qiu won't let you go! β
Lin Fei's white sword was turned into the sheath, and he ignored it and left.
Shi Lanjie appeared on the ground and asked faintly, "Which commander Qiu?" β
"The president of the Huizhou garrison leads Qiu Tong! Our Dongtang God General Lin Shuai's closest subordinates! Qiu's army is stationed 700 miles away from here, and it can be reached in three days and nights! You are a vicious thug who oppresses the good local merchants, and Commander Qiu will not forgive you! β
Lin Feibai didn't seem to hear it, and walked straight out.
Shi Lanjie sighed faintly, patted the shoulder of the "alliance leader", and said to him sincerely: "Last time, I heard a word from Master Wen, and I think it suits you very wellβhello, teammate pig. β
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When Yi Renli and Lin Fei were fighting in white table tennis, Yan Sui's treatment was completely different.
Naturally, he didn't go to Mr. Wang's courtyard, the courtyard that the guide took him to was a very delicate single courtyard, no matter from the perspective of location or layout, it was obvious that it belonged to the inner courtyard of the woman's boudoir.
Who this woman is, naturally comes out.
Han Fangyin took a shortcut and waited in the courtyard, and had already ordered someone to cook tea for the guests, judging from the meticulousness of the refreshments, this preparation had already been made.
It was precisely because of those refreshments that looked good that Yan Sui sat down.
As soon as he sat down, Han Fangyin lifted the delicate white jade amphora wine jug on the table, poured wine for Yan Sui personally, and said with a smile: "Gongzi Wen, Changping has a wine name Zangfang, which is brewed with the snow on the winter plum, which is the most clear and mellow, don't miss it." β
A clever maid next to her smiled and said, "The name of this wine alludes to the name of my young lady, and it is the most loved by my young lady." β
Han Fangyin smiled and said, "Xiao Yu, don't talk nonsense. His cheeks flushed slightly.
Her appearance is not as good as that of a middle-aged person, but she is born with a charming woman, and when her cheeks are slightly red and the corners of her eyes are slightly drooping, there are three more points of tactfulness in that mood.
Of course, the maid was not really scolded, she had received this sentence countless times, just as she saw the young lady in such a state countless times, so she smiled and looked at it, thinking that this son would soon be the same as so many sons before, and was teased by the young lady's posture. With the appearance of a young lady's beautiful jade, it should indeed be hidden in the gold house. β
The maid watched with confidence as the young lady poured wine for Yan Sui, and then Yan Sui suddenly flicked the spout.
The wine jug in Han Fangyin's hand was shaken open, and the flick seemed to have a whirling force, and the wine in it was turbulent, so although Han Fangyin tried to close the lid tightly, a little wine splashed out of the deformed spout and wet his fingers.
There was very little wine, and she didn't care, looking at Yan Sui in amazement.
"Don't drink it."
Today only Chinese followed, standing behind him like wood, playing a wooden and loyal hostess's guard, and said dryly: "Miss Han, my son-in-law does not drink." My wife said that men are not allowed to drink flower wine outside, and they are not afraid that my son-in-law will get drunk and do bad things, but I am afraid that my son-in-law will be drunk and will be done bad things. β
Han Fangyin: "......"
Xiao Yu said sharply: "How can you speak!" What a mess to drink flower wine! β
"Drink under the flowers." Chinese said slowly, "Otherwise, what is it?" β
Xiaoyu: "......"
"My son-in-law has a strict family education, and some people don't know much."
Han Fangyin coughed, regained her smile, and said, "Xiaoyu retreats, how can you be disrespectful to your guests!" At the same time, he ordered someone to change the tea.
The tea came up immediately, the celadon teacup was as elegant and exquisite, Han Fangyin asked people to remove the wine pot, replaced the teapot, and was about to pour tea, Yan Sui flicked his fingers again, and the tea couldn't be poured out.
"I don't drink tea either."
The hostess is a loyal fan * Chinese: "Tea makes people thin." When the son loses weight, my wife will feel distressed. β
Han Fangyin: "......"
Your wife, your wife, your ghost's wife!
She was a little desperate.
The tender offensive seems to be of little use.
Then it has to be a killer feature.
She has a medicine in her hand, which is a gift from Qiu Qiu, Qiu Qiu is a slave of the Changchuan Yi family, and the Changchuan Yi family likes to collect all kinds of strange medicines, and this time he gave her one, called "Mi Luo Xiang".
This thing is said to be incense, but it is not used to ignite the incense that emits the smell, on the contrary, it is a transparent water droplet, formless and substantial, as soft as water, which can change with the shape of any object, suitable for any liquid, except for a little aroma, the gods cannot see it.
This thing is not poisonous, but it will cause people to be more violent, igniting all the unwilling anger in people's hearts, and then smashing it out like a fireball.
It is a person, there must be a deep regret and anger hidden in the heart, and it is closely collected on weekdays, not shown to others, once the gap is opened, how can it not be a prairie fire in an instant?
This is like combustion-fueling oil, even if it is just a trace of fire in the heart, it can burn the sky and the earth to pieces.
If there is the so-called lady in front of him, even if there is a little bit of past discord between the two, they will smash their heads and faces on each other's faces today, smashing a rift in friendship.
Even if he didn't, he was angry, irritable, and would always give away some information about his identity, and even some secrets that he couldn't say.
Then she can verify the doubts in her heart to determine his identity, second, she can master the secret, and third, if he is really noble, then only this medicine can help her recover it now. She can comfort him, soothe him, and soothe his remorse and exhaustion after venting.
A man, in the exhaustion and frustration after venting his rage, is as gentle as water at first glance, and his mentality is naturally different.
It's just that the medicine is a whole and can't be separated, just as water can't be separated, so at the beginning, it was in the wine, but Yan Sui didn't drink, so she turned to tea, and the moment she took the wine pot and replaced it with a teapot, she poured out Miro incense from the wine pot under the cover of turning around, and transferred it to the teapot, but he didn't drink the tea.
I had to turn it again.
The small piece of Miroxiang stuck to her cuffs like a slippery pancreas, she raised her arms, not daring to lower her hands, for fear of touching her skin, while smiling and introducing a plate of snacks to Yan Sui.
After talking for a long time, Yan Sui finally reluctantly took a piece and ate it slowly, and Han Fangyin slowly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
Just eat it.
Dim sum is naturally not poisonous, but the method is waterless, the salt is heavy, and it is very dry, and it will be particularly easy to be thirsty after eating.
So, it's time to serve the soup, and this time, he'll definitely drink it.
A maid brought a pot of soup, and the soup was very refreshing. Pickled tofu bean paste, pickles are pickled and preserved in a special way, not like the general pickles old yellow, verdant and dripping as if just pulled out of the vegetable field, as if there are still bright dewdrops, tofu cut into small slices as big as nails, delicate as jade, watercress is also picked and dried in the spring, a little yellow in the tender green, still contains the fresh taste of spring, after entering the soup, it is a simple but hidden thought, ordinary and appetizing soup.
Han Fangyin went to pick up the soup in person, and as soon as the sleeves hung down, the small piece of transparent and soft stuff slipped into the soup and disappeared.
When the thing slipped down, Han Fangyin vaguely felt that the shape seemed to be a little different, but then she felt that she was nonsensical, this thing was like water and could only gradually melt away in the water, not any deformation at all.
She winked, and the maid stepped forward and said with a smile: "Slave transgression, is this soup still hot?" β
As he spoke, he took a spoonful of soup with a soup spoon and drank it first.
Sure enough, this time the maid tested the poison, and Yan Sui took the spoon handed over by Han Fangyin.
The corners of Han Fangyin's lips hooked, and she smiled decently.
What does it matter if the maid is poisoned, he can't see it anyway.
Yan Sui seemed to be a little thirsty, and drank three mouthfuls of soup in a row, Han Fangyin put her mind at ease, lowered her head and slowly ate a piece of snack, thinking in her heart how she would behave perfectly when he had a seizure.
Suddenly, I heard Yan Sui say: "Miss Han, when you cover your lips and smile, you look the best." β
Han Fangyin looked up in surprise.
Is this the seizure?
As soon as his brain was hot, he didn't think much about it, and subconsciously covered his lips with his fingers and smiled, "Childe...... It's a joke. β
She was happy in her heart, thinking that what Qiu Qiu gave was really useful. Isn't this just starting to flare up?
The well-maintained white and moist fingertips gently pressed on her lips, she lifted her eyes with shame and joy, glanced at Yan Sui with a pulse, and then was stunned.
On the other side, Yan Sui didn't look at her lip-covering posture at all, she had already stood up and walked out.
She was surprised and anxious, and quickly stood up, and suddenly there was a bang in her head, like a fire suddenly jumping down from the heavenly spirit cover, and the sword split her skull straight through her chest, and the whole person instantly collapsed, leaving only countless anger, unwillingness, anger, and hatred that were born here...... All kinds of intense, irrepressible vicious emotions are wrapped around the whole body like poisonous snakes.
She forgot that she had forgotten that she had forgotten Yan Sui and everything, screamed, and ran out.
She ran out, Yan Sui still stayed in place, and scooped a spoon into the soup without hurry, and accurately scooped out a spoonful of soup, the spoonful of soup trembled in the spoon, like a piece of cold powder, the oil and vegetables in the soup rolled down the edge, Yan Sui shook again, and there was only a small transparent object left in the spoon.
Yan Sui took out a small bag and packed the thing.
Although Miroxiang is almost formless and inseparable, it is also like water, and will be disintegrated in the face of absolute power.
When he flicked the flask before, the wine in it would vibrate three times in succession, until Mi Luoxiang was shaken out of it, and some of it poured out to the spout and dripped onto Han Fangyin's fingers.
And then, it's the one that is so contrived that he makes him sick every time he sees it, and the classic covers his mouth and smiles.
Cover, cover, tell you to cover.
Then you won't see anyone for the rest of your life.
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Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.