Proud of it......

Bai Ling reacted immediately, and in her mind, the femme fatale who entered the palace in the forty-second year of Jianxi and was inextricably linked with the sect division suddenly floated.

Bai Ling was almost about to blurt out - Lin Jieyu!

However, looking at Lan Zhijun's unhappy face, she still reluctantly remained silent.

A faint intuition arose in Bai Ling's heart - this was a topic that did not need to be further determined, nor did it need to be further explored......

The next thing should not be asked.

Bai Ling turned his head to look away, "I always feel that Lan Zhijun has been deceived." ”

"Oh?" Lan Zhijun's eyebrows raised slightly, "Who lied to me?" ”

"Heng Yuanjun," Bai Ling smiled, "I didn't come to you by him, when I was in the Shen Criminal Division, Heng Yuanjun still came to the prison with a chessboard and asked me if I wanted to go to his Qin Garden." But I didn't agree, and in the end I was demoted here by the emperor. ”

Lan Zhijun also laughed and slowly walked to Bai Ling's side.

Bai Ling looked up, "...... Therefore, if you have to find a reason for me to enter the Lan brand, Lan Zhijun should go to thank the emperor. ”

He lowered his eyes to Bai Ling, "I know. ”

Looking at Lan Zhijun's still calm face, Bai Ling frowned slightly, "So, then Lan Zhijun should know my identity?" ”

"How could I not know that the medicine is famous."

"You know why I ended up here?"

"I know," Lan Zhijun said softly, "This is the sincerity that Heng Yuanjun showed me." ”

"Got it, do you dare to take it?" Bai Ling was really a little surprised, "On the night of the previous martial law in Baihuaya, Lan Zhijun should have also seen the brocade guards all over the street. I'm a ...... Quite a troublesome person—"

"If it weren't for such trouble, I would have to worry more about it," Lan Zhijun slowly stretched out his hand and lifted Bai Ling's face, he stared into Bai Ling's eyes, and said in a low voice, "After all, I am a businessman. ”

"Is it the kind that wants money and doesn't want to die?"

"Pretty much." Lan Zhijun suddenly remembered something, "Speaking of which, the reason why I was delayed last night was that I was competing with the bustard girl of Xizi for your share of your appearance at the end of this month." ”

“…… Isn't it split in half by five? ”

"Of course it can't be, because only one appearance is not your daily revenue," Lan Zhijun smiled, "Guess how much Lan can take?" ”

"Seventy percent?"

Lan Zhijun shook her head.

"Eighty percent."

"Guess again."

“…… Ninety percent? ”

Bai Ling frowned slightly, the Xizi number can become the only one in the May Crescent Line to enter the encirclement of the Shuizibu Flower Kiln, which can already explain the bustard's own means.

Let Lan take nine points, and she only takes one point?

This kind of reconciliation without the slightest fairness at all, she will never agree.

"Ninety-five." Lan Zhijun said softly, "Lan Zi Hao will take ninety percent of five, and Xi Zi will take five milli." ”

Bai Ling was stunned for a moment, "...... She only takes five millimeters? ”

Lan Zhijun nodded lightly, "Hmm." ”

Bai Ling only felt incredible. "How could she possibly agree?"

"Because I have a way to get her to agree."

Lan Zhijun's voice was very soft, it sounded like the murmur of a sleeping cat, Bai Ling looked at the person in front of him, and suddenly felt a slight chill on his back...... She inhaled slowly, then sighed with a smile with a little understanding.

"No wonder ......"

"What's the wonder?" Lan Zhijun asked.

“…… No wonder you can make friends with someone like Hengyuan-kun. Bai Ling said softly, "It's you." ”

Lan Zhijun was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

"I'll correct you, Boling." Lan Zhijun waved her hand, with the previous smile on her face, "I'm not his friend, and he's not mine." ”

This wordplay-like explanation made Bai Ling show a wry smile - okay, you can explain it however you like.

"Let's go," Lan Zhijun seemed to be in a good mood, he turned around and walked towards the door of this hall, "It's hard to get out, I'll take you to other places in Baihuaya." ”

Bai Ling did not refuse, but quickly jumped down from the chair and kept up with Lan Zhijun's pace.

From her feet to the exit, there was always a distance of four or five steps between her and the person in front of her.

From this distance, Bai Ling looked at Lan Zhijun's back, and she suddenly felt that the indifference of the game world that she had seen in Lin Jieyu before seemed to have a place.

……

Lan Zhijun shouldn't be out of the Golden Pavilion often.

From everyone's reaction to seeing Lan Zhijun, Bai Ling quickly came to this judgment.

Along the way, there was a fuss of tortoisepaws and maids—some of them were stunned, some of them took several steps back, and even accidentally bumped into the people who came nearby, in short, they were completely different from the servants who had just seen them from a distance upstairs and knew that they had stopped to salute.

When they went downstairs together, Bai Ling also met many dancing girls who had just returned from washing and had not yet been powdered. Almost the first time they met Lan Zhijun, these girls covered their faces in panic and fled.

In the distance, Bai Ling heard a voice from the depths of the corridor with endless eagerness, "Lan Zhijun is coming downstairs!" ”

Blanch's throat moved slightly—is it necessary......

In fact, there is.

Walking on the main road of Baihuaya with Lan Zhijun is a thing with a very high return rate. Even when he left Lan Zihao, Lan Zhijun had already put on a mask that covered the upper half of his face.

At this moment, among the people who are wandering the streets of Baihuaya, not everyone knows the boss of Lan Zihao.

Where Bai Ling and Lan Zhijun passed, whispers were still heard from all sides, and many people were asking the shopkeepers nearby who this extraordinary-looking young man was.

The servants were impatient, and they thought that these unprovoked and unpaid visitors were delaying their business—and apparently the servants were not surprised by this.

Bai Ling couldn't help but re-examine Lan Zhijun's side face.

Perhaps it was because of the similarity in temperament between Lan Zhijun and Heng Yuanjun that made her unconsciously defensive at the first sight of Lan Zhijun.

Beauty is really a natural killer, for women, for men...... The same is true.

Fortunately, there was no tail phoenix standing upstairs and smashing the sachet here, Bai Ling suddenly thought with some emotion, otherwise, with Lan Zhijun's face, he would probably be smashed all over his head.

"Lan Zhijun, where are you taking me?" Bai Ling asked softly.

"Don't ask, you'll know when you get there."

The corners of Bai Ling's mouth sank...... Is there anything to sell here?

It had rained in the second half of the night yesterday, and the further she went, the more water had accumulated on the road, and Bai Ling carefully avoided them, looking from side to side with a bit of playfulness, a road she had never walked before, and she did not know where the end would lead.

Suddenly, Bai Ling heard a few shouts in the distance.

The voice was half a street away, and the content was not really heard, but from the intensity of your comings and goings, it was easy to tell that it was a few people arguing.

Sure enough, continuing forward, Lan Zhijun and Bai Ling saw that the road in front of them was blocked by the crowd watching the excitement, three layers inside and three layers outside.

Lan Zhijun stopped, he turned around, and motioned for Bai Ling to follow him in the other direction, "This way." ”

"Wait......" Bai Ling frowned.

The voice in front of her felt a little familiar—the hurried glimpse of the previous night suddenly came back to her mind.

"I'd like to go to the front." Bai Ling said suddenly.

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