Chapter Seventy-Three: Hitting the Rules

At this time, a black shadow flashed, and Lin Shu knelt respectfully, "Miss." ”

"What?"

Su Yunran put the little hand on the bed curtain and asked.

Lin Shu submitted the last letter, and Su Yunran opened it.

"The eldest lady of the palace?" Su Yunran raised his eyebrows, his thin eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Lin Shu's voice was flat and cold, with some coldness and hardness. "Yes."

Su Yunran squinted, and then the corners of her mouth hooked a cool arc, and she laughed sarcastically, "Apprenticeship is something she can worship if she wants?" ”

Lin Shu bowed his head: "Miss Hui is in retreat, everything is just waiting for Miss to decide." ”

"You tell him to tell the eldest lady that I am not capable enough to be her master, and let her find another master."

Su Yunran put down the bed curtain, and a faint voice came again, "If some people are still unruly, they will be beaten once and until they are in order, just take a breath left and right, and tell Linxi, there is no need to be merciful." ”

"Yes."

"Let's go down."

"Retire at the right time."

Lin Shu's figure disappeared into the room in an instant, the candle flame flickered, and Su Yun's thin figure was reflected on the plain bed curtain, and he didn't move for a long time.

***

Two days later, Su Yunran finally walked out of the room and went to the temple with everyone to practice enlightenment.

Early in the morning, Qin Lan was shouting outside the room, Su Yunran rubbed his forehead, got out of bed to wash, and welcomed Qin Lan in.

After finishing the meal, Qin Lan pulled Su Yunran away under Su Yunhua's frightened gaze, and was still saying in his mouth: "I've been nested in the house for a few days, come out and breathe." ”

"Lanlan, slow down." Su Yunhua couldn't help but say.

"Oh, good."

Xu knew the meaning of Su Yun's painting, Qin Lan immediately slowed down, and said to Su Yunran with a smile: "Yun Ran, we are not in a hurry, we are not in a hurry. ”

Su Yunran: "······"

Well, there's no rush.

When I walked to an intersection, I saw Nan Shiyan standing with his hands in his hands, waiting there quietly.

Su Yunshu's mood suddenly became bad.

"Senior sister, morning."

Ignoring the others, Nan Shiyan came to Su Yunran's side, smiling with his eyebrows.

"Senior brother."

Su Yun dyed his head and smiled slightly.

"Let's go to the main hall together." Nan Shiyan said, but he looked at Su Yunran and directly ignored Su Yunshu, who had an ugly face.

"No ······"

Before Su Yunshu could say anything about refusal, he was interrupted by Qin Lan, "Okay." ”

Su Yunshu: "······"

Nan Shiyan nodded slightly to Qin Lan and said gently, "Let's go." ”

Su Yunran nodded and walked towards the main hall.

There were already many people in the hall, and as soon as Su Yunran walked in, everyone's expressions immediately became different.

Everyone knows that Su Yunran has always been dressed in white, and he has become a style of his own.

The supple and proper green silk did not make a too complicated bun, but a simple bun, tied with a white and flowing headband, the silver thread on the hairband outlined with mysterious dark lines, and the tail was decorated with clear pearls.

It's such a simple outfit, and a few words come to everyone's mind: amazing.

It seems that Miss Su Qi has indeed inherited the style of the head of the Su family and Mrs. Su back then.

Nan Shiyan, who was walking on the side, was also dressed in white, with dark patterns embroidered on the cuffs, and a light blue jade hanging on his waist, moist and full, with a shallow smile on his jade-like face, warm eyes like bright stars, and a long figure with indescribable dignity.

The two people in white stepped into the hall with broken light, and behind them was the green sun, vast and open.

Mo Qingchen stood not far away, looking at the two of them quietly, his cold face softened slightly, his eyes flashed with different colors, and he lowered his eyebrows again.

"Sister Yunran."

Xie Ningshuang pounced over all of a sudden, pulling Su Yunran's sleeve and coquettishly, "You're finally here, Shuang'er has been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Su Yunran raised his hand and gently rubbed Xie Ningshuang's head, and said, "Shuang'er, Sister Yunran is here." ”

"Cloud dyeing."

He Huanting and Ruan Bingxin came to Su Yunran and smiled lightly.

Su Yun hooked his lips, and his voice was clear, "I've been waiting for a long time." ”

Ruan Bingxin smiled softly, "Soon." ”

"Little Seventh Sister, it's early."

Xiao Kongye came to Su Yunhua's side with a folding fan, winked at Su Yunran, and said to Su Yunhua: "Fourth Miss, morning." ”