Chang Lingyan has a very keen awareness of these luxurious daily uses, and she knows that the people in the car are either rich or expensive, and their identities must be obtained. And, with a sweep of her eyes, she read a lot of information about its owner from the slender jade-like hand.

She usually has her own tricks, but she feels superior in front of Chu Yuehua, and she is used to drinking and drinking, so she disdains to use it. Now seeing that there are many onlookers around, whispering, he immediately stretched out his hand to cover half of the hibiscus face, frowned, the sharp and resentful in his eyes were all restrained, the mist steamed, and then condensed into a pool of grievances, and tears fell like rain in an instant, wetting the rouge on his face.

"Of course, my cousin fell into the well and broke away from my Changle Hou Mansion, abandoned us like a shoe, and became rich alone, but the affection of relatives is still there, why do you need to be so decisive? Can't you tolerate your sister like this? ”

The words were desolate and complaining, and the girl in front of her, Xiangli, immediately hugged indignantly: "She can take revenge for five years of parenting, Miss, why did you come over to see her?" She took away so much of her wife's possessions, and she always lived more comfortably than we did. ”

The people who were watching in front of them didn't know what to do, but when they heard the master and servant singing and harmonizing, they immediately felt righteous and awe-inspiring, and accused and discussed with Yuehua.

The embroidery girls saw with their own eyes how Chang Ling Yanshi spoke disrespectfully, and how he acted pretentiously, and the thief shouted to catch the thief, and suddenly felt indignant, and wanted to tell the onlookers to understand clearly.

Chu Yuehua raised her hand to stop a few people, smiling brightly, refreshed: "The clear is self-purifying, the turbid is self-turbid, let her bark randomly, let's go back and continue to work." ”

Several embroidery girls snorted unwillingly, although they were full of anger, they didn't want to offend the Changle Hou Mansion, and after listening to Yuehua's words, they turned around and wanted to leave.

Chang Lingyan slapped her in public, how could he easily calm things down, stepped forward and said pitifully: "Although my sister is indeed ungrateful and mercenary, Ling Yan doesn't resent you, I don't blame you for beating me and scolding me, as long as you lose your anger." My mother was also very stumbling and told me to come to visit more often, lest you be alone and wronged. If my sister is inconvenient today, Ling Yan will come back another day. ”

Chu Yuehua didn't look back, but said coldly: "No need!" ”

Chang Lingyan became more and more pitiful, and couldn't help whimpering, and the girl persuaded her with more fuel and vinegar in front of her.

"After beating someone and leaving with peace of mind, when will my Chang'an tolerate such an arrogant and vicious woman?"

A cold interrogation, every word seemed to be wrapped in a compelling cold, making the listener suddenly feel like in the bitter north wind of winter, and his heart was blown cold to the bone between breaths.

The curtain of the canopy carriage flickered, and a white blade with a shining light shot out from the carriage, passing Chang Lingyan, and actually went straight to the direction of Yuehua.

Chu Yuehua didn't care about other people's questions, just pretended not to hear it, and as soon as he stepped into the embroidery village, he noticed the sound of a hidden weapon breaking the air behind him, and the momentum was like a cone. Since she was a child, she had learned one and a half moves from her father, and her skills were much more agile than ordinary people, and she knew that it must be Shicai's cold and ice-like voice, and the owner was fighting for Chang Lingyan.

She pulled away the embroidery girl beside her, made a slight mistake under her feet, stepped on the golden lotus with one move, her cheeks could avoid the cold light, and she slid like lightning in her ears, and the sharp blade shaved off a lock of raised hair, lingering in mid-air for a moment before struggling to fall down.

The secret weapon "snapped" and nailed to the door, as if it made a "buzzing" metallic sound.

Yuehua was suddenly annoyed, what woman doesn't take care of her cloudy hair? What's more, this person doesn't care about indiscriminately, but with Chang Lingyan's coy attitude of a few words, he takes the words out of context and kills them. If he hadn't dodged in time, with the power contained in that secret weapon, he would definitely have opened a hole in his head, and his life would be at risk!

It's just a matter of careless human life!

Yuehua turned her head angrily, looking at the extravagance of the carriage, the master was afraid that he was a child of a family who was used to doing evil! She almost didn't think about it, pulled out a hairpin on her head and threw it out without hesitation!

The silver hairpin was straight in the direction of the carriage curtain, with his own skills, he might not be able to hurt him, Yuehua just wanted to express the indignation in his heart.

The coachman sitting at the front of the carriage held a black lacquered horsewhip in his arms, and he did not move at all, like an iron casting, and when the silver hairpin was near, he raised his hand, and the whip rolled the silver hairpin and landed lightly on the carriage. And the coachman still sits upright, like a clay sculpture.

"Buchen, help me teach this wild girl who doesn't know the height of the sky, you don't have to show mercy."

The splendid curtain on the car window waved a few times, and there was a faint figure shaking behind the curtain, and there was a hint of arrogance in the voice, without a trace of anger, on the contrary, there was a touch of playfulness, to put it mildly, it seemed that the object of this "lesson" was just a cat and dog who did not obey the call.

The coachman known as "Buchen" moved, although he was originally sitting cross-legged on the wheel, not touching the ground, and there was no point of strength, but he instantly pulled the onion on the dry land, volleyed up in the air, and then the long whip in his hand was as fast as the wind, and the head and face were thrown towards the door of Yuehua.

As soon as Yuehua saw this person's move, she knew that her little fur kung fu was worlds different from him, not to mention that she was defenseless at this time? She bent down, and the black horsewhip slid against her slender waist, splitting the bamboo strip embroidery bandage in the hand of the embroidery girl next to her into half, and the plain white brocade cloth was shattered by the sharp internal force.

If it falls on your body this time, the skin and flesh will be light, and I am afraid that it will hurt your muscles and bones.

The shot was so ruthless, Yuehua was shocked, and suddenly felt that she was in a hurry, and she didn't dare to dodge in many places, lest the other party's horsewhip would not grow eyes and hurt the innocent. Holding back the fire in his heart, he scolded coquettishly: "Acting for the tiger and bullying the weak, what kind of hero is it?" ”

Regardless of the words, he went up to the whip wind, and only raised his hand to protect the place in front of the door, but he actually had to bear the pain of the whipping without his own strength, and jumped into the carriage to settle accounts with the people in the car!

The whip slammed her raised arm with a dull cracking sound, and the braid was stained with red blood, and it was thrown out, splashing everywhere with a fishy sweet smell.

Yuehua clenched the root of her teeth, did not exhale pain, and jumped up without stopping, like a shocking glimpse. As soon as her body took off, the horsewhip in the hand of the coachman called "Buchen" followed her like a shadow, like a spiritual snake, wrapped around her slender waist, and suddenly tightened, and Yuehua flew straight out like a kite with a broken string.

Yuehua only felt the sound of the wind in her ears, and she didn't know how high she was thrown off, and then she was thrown down again, and the strong and domineering strength couldn't allow her to adjust her body shape at all, so she fell to the ground fiercely, her mind was dizzy, she fell to the ground, and her muscles and bones were almost broken.

The embroidery girls screamed in horror, stepped forward to support her, and accused the coachman Buchen of gossiping: "You people are so unreasonable, you don't know black and white, why are you so ruthless?" ”

The shopkeeper and the man of the cloth village also quickly gathered around, the shopkeeper is a well-informed, seeing the coachman's bearing, he knew that the master was not a general, stepped forward and bowed his hand to the carriage, and collected his anger: "The villain dares to ask what mistake my shopkeeper has made, and what is the holiday with Your Excellency, Your Excellency is so ruthless?" ”

"Seeing profit and forgetting righteousness, being a murderer on the street, bullying the weak, such a person who has no king's law, staying in the world also hurts Chang'an's weather, and it is not a pity to die." The man in the carriage said coldly.

"I'm afraid Your Excellency has misunderstood, and I don't know why." The shopkeeper tried his best to suppress his anger, and his tone was calm and polite.

"What does Shopkeeper Yang have to say to such arrogant and ruthless people? claims to be righteous, but he's just a stupid clown. Yuehua stood up strongly, frowned, and bit her lower lip hatefully, her sleeves were torn, and the blood on her arms had stained the white sleeves of her white clothes for half a month, which was shocking.

"Hmph, such a hard mouth, haven't you realized your crime yet?"

The voice of the man in the car already carried a trace of displeasure, low and depressed, like a dark cloud in the sky, and there was faint lightning and thunder.

As the saying goes, "a good man doesn't suffer losses in front of him", but Yuehua is stubborn and arrogant, where can a strange man be bullied on the street like this?

She straightened her spine and snorted with disdain: "It is said that Yuehua is not guilty, even if she is guilty, she will naturally be tried by Jingzhao Yin Yamen, and it is not your turn to carry the high-sounding banner of justice and do dirty and protective things." ”

There was a soft cough in the carriage, very light, like a gentle feather gliding across the water.

The coachman's whip moved again, nimbly avoiding the two embroiderers who were supporting Yuehua, rolling her up at the waist, and throwing her back in front of the carriage, just on one knee, kneeling down to the carriage.

"If it weren't for you, Chu Yuehua, who was loyal and good, would have made you five horses split up with your words today!"