Mrs. Wan shook her head and smiled.

Jiang Lingran took Xiangzhu and Qingyu with him.

Mrs. Wan ordered Lu Niang to follow and listen to the instructions.

About an hour later, a delicate lacquered red food box arrived in Yan Qi's hand.

Yan Qi got a snack, left Wanjia, and told Baixiang to buy a snack for Yan Liangyi in a major event in his life.

Baixiang held up the food box in his hand and said, "Isn't this ready-made?" ”

Yan Qi looked at the food box, and said with a smile in his eyes: "This is mine!" ”

Baixiang didn't understand how the dim sum given to Yan Liangyi became Yan Qi's.

But it's always good for him to be able to eat more.

Just grieved and wronged Yan Liangyi.

At the moment, after sending Yan Qi back home, he went to the major events of his life.

Jiang Lingran didn't know that he watched the dim sum made by someone enter Yan Qi's stomach, and after lunch, he said goodbye and went home.

Wan Qianqian sent her to the second gate and said, "Why are you in such a hurry?" We haven't been able to talk properly yet. ”

Jiang Lingran said with a smile: "Xiao Qi is alone in the house." He said again: "You are busy for the past two days, I will come, or you go, and we will meet and talk." ”

As soon as she heard that Jiang Yan was happy, it was not good to keep her more, so she nodded and said yes.

Since Jiang Ling was sick, Jiang Yanle had not gone to horseback riding for many days, thinking about it every day, and he was free today, so he took the little girl to the orange fortune horse farm after returning home.

It was Shan Zhizhou who received them.

He was thinner than last time, his cheeks were almost sunken, his face was pale, and the green shirt on his body became empty and large.

Standing like that, it seems that a gust of wind can sweep people away.

Jiang Lingran frowned slightly, and couldn't help but say, "Is the injury of the single manager better?" Does the doctor check the pulse every day? ”

Shan Zhizhou was leading them to the stable, and when he heard this, he looked sideways and said softly: "The doctor goes every day, thank you Miss Jiang." As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Lingran's face, slightly hesitating.

Jiang Lingran saw that he wanted to say something, and said, "What do you want to say?" ”

Hearing this, Shan Zhizhou took two steps back, almost walking side by side with Jiang Lingran, and his voice was much lowered. said: "Last time, the guards around Miss Jiang came to me and asked me if I had kidnapped you. ”

"You haven't come to the racecourse since that day, and I'm very worried, thinking that something has happened to you, and I want to go to the house to inquire, but I'm afraid of causing you inconvenience."

"Now that you look very good, I'm relieved."

"Just want to ask, what the hell is going on? Is it because of me? ”

Jiang Lingran heard that the guard in his mouth was Uncle Wen.

She didn't know that Uncle Wen had gone to find him!

However, in that case, it is normal for Uncle Wen to go to him, after all, the surname is Shan.

Listening to his explanation and worried inquiry, Jiang Lingran smiled slightly: "I didn't know about it? ”

"I'm sorry to disturb the purity of the single manager."

Shan Zhizhou hurriedly shook his head and waved his hand, blushing, saying no.

Hearing that Jiang Lingran didn't have any words, he didn't ask much, and walked a few steps to distance himself from her.

When he arrived at the stable, he helped Jiang Yanle choose a horse and retreated.

After riding for an hour, Jiang Lingran went to the horse farm to pick up the sweaty Jiang Yanle in his arms, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said with a smile: "I've practiced long enough today, come back tomorrow, okay?" ”

Jiang Yanle hugged Jiang Lingran's neck and nodded, "Fourth sister, I'm hungry." ”

Jiang Lingran smiled: "Okay, take Xiaoqi home for dinner." ”

At the gate of the house, I met Wang Lu, who didn't know what kind of gift it was.

Looking at the brocade box in the hands of the little guys behind him, Jiang Lingran's eyebrows did not move, and he said lightly: "Take these things back, tell you Lord Hou, don't disturb people's tranquility." ”

Wang Lu lowered his head, and said yes.

Jiang Lingran led Jiang Yanle into the house.

Wang Lu stopped Uncle Wen and quietly stuffed a letter to him while people were paying attention.

Uncle Wen lowered his eyes and glanced at the paper in his belt, then at Wang Lu, and turned around and entered the mansion.

Jiang Yanle kept pestering Jiang Lingran until the little girl fell asleep, and Jiang Lingran had time to read the letter sent by Wang Lu.

He was shrewd, and he discovered the ambiguity between Daoist Li and Mrs. Lao Hou so quickly.

His ecstasy leaped onto the page, and the words were full of impatient revenge.

But if this is an opportunity, the Pingsu Marquis Mansion is finished, but Meng Zhipei and Zheng Qingyi will not have a fatal impact.

This is not what Jiang Lingran wants to see!

Now it is almost August, and Zheng Qingyi's cousin in his previous life entered Beijing in November.

There are only three months left!

At this time, she couldn't let Wang Lu ruin her plan.

The letterhead was lit by the candlelight, and she lifted the lid of the hollowed-out incense burner engraved with plum blossoms on the table, and threw the half-burned letterhead into it.

The fire light leaking from the hole illuminated Jiang Lingran's cold eyes, she turned her eyes away after looking at it, and said, "Let Uncle Wen tell Wang Lu not to act rashly." ”

"In addition, pay more attention, Zheng Qingyi has seen people from outside the mansion recently."

Since Zheng Qingyi entered the Pingsu Marquis Mansion, the man named Wang Huzi has never looked for her again.

A market scoundrel like Wang Huzi would not let go of Zheng Qingyi's cash cow in vain.

They definitely still have a connection.

There was an abrupt "clang" sound.

Jiang Lingran connected the bamboo and Qingyu next to the table and looked at the back window that made a strange noise.

There was a figure outside the window.

Since Jiang Lingran was taken captive, Xiang Zhu and Uncle Wen and others have always been vigilant, lest that kind of thing happen again.

Seeing someone outside the window at this time, Xiang Zhu immediately picked up the celadon vase on the Bogu shelf on the side, and Qingyu pinched the feather duster in his hand and shouted: "Who's there!" ”

The figure did not move.

Jiang Lingran looked at the height, his heart was slightly relieved, he got up and walked over, and pushed open the back window.

Outside the window, Yan Qi, dressed in black, seemed to blend into the dark night behind him.

Xiangzhu and Qingyu saw that it was Yan Qi, and they immediately breathed a sigh of relief, put the vase on the vase, and put the feather duster on the feather duster.

Yan Qi looked at the nightshade flower pot smashed under his feet for a while and raised his head.

Inside the room, she was dressed in plain clothes and looked at him with a calm eyebrow.

He whispered, "The pot is broken." ”

After Jiang Lingran heard what he said, his eyebrows frowned almost invisibly, and said, "What's the matter?" ”

Why is he so depressed?

Yan Qi said: "I didn't mean to eavesdrop. ”

Her desk was close to the back window.

He overheard their conversation! Jiang Lingran's eyes lit up, and his eyes were flustered.

These were all seen by Yan Qi, he was full of bitterness, seeing her lower eyelashes, Yan Qi was completely panicked.

The foot took a step forward, the shoe stepped on the broken flower pot, and the crisp sound cut through the solemn night.

His hand grabbed her arm through the windowsill and blurted out what to say, but he endured it again when he saw her face raised in shock.

The words on the lips swallowed into the belly, removed the impatience, relieved the pain, and the sourness.

He asked her in the calmest voice: "Do you still like Meng Zhipei?" ”

Jiang Lingran felt his words fall, and the palm that was wrapped around his arm suddenly tightened.

She even sensed the pain.