Mrs. Lin said gently: "I have discussed with Su Feng, and after the martial arts conference is over, let Shui Mai and Chu Tiankuo, Chi Le and Lan Ayayu, and at the same time worship the hall to get married." ”

Hearing this, Dongfang Hong blinked in shock, a trace of melancholy flashed in his eyes, and the muscles on his face froze suddenly, not moving at all.

Hearing that the water vein was about to get married, he couldn't relax for a while.

Mrs. Lin didn't feel anything wrong, and continued to say to herself: "Actually, I like you very much. You are upright and impartial in enforcing the law, and you have a bright future in the future. She paused, changed her words, and said very seriously: "I think Xiao Manren is also good." Why don't you think about her? ”

At this time, Lin Xiaoman, the protagonist of their conversation, was eavesdropping at the door. She leaned forward, eager to hear the conversation.

Dongfang Hong was startled when he heard this, his expression became solemn, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he refused.

His face froze: "Mrs. Lin, thank you for looking up to me." However, I only have the water vein girl in my heart. I can't hold anyone else in my heart but her. ”

Mrs. Lin still didn't give up, and continued to persuade: "Xiaoman is really good, it's not my boast of being an aunt......"

Dongfang Hong's eyebrows furrowed, and he rudely interrupted Mrs. Lin's words: "Mrs. Lin, I have made up my mind. You don't need to say more. ”

Mrs. Lin laughed at herself and sighed: "Then I have nothing to say." ”

She said, heading out the door.

Lin Xiaoman was at the door, and when he heard the conversation between the two of them, he felt greatly humiliated. She had never been treated like this, tears of grievance rolled straight in her eyes, she lowered her head, turned around, and ran back to the room with a cigarette.

She was ruthlessly rejected by Dongfanghong, and shame overflowed her heart. She secretly swore that she would settle the account on Shui Mai. The jealousy made Lin Xiaoman twist, and his hatred for the water vein deepened.

Mrs. Lin walked out of the door and saw Lin Xiaoman's back running away, and knew that she had listened to it all.

She chased her to Lin Xiaoman's room and enlightened her earnestly: "Xiaoman." Don't be upset. My aunt will help you find a better one. ”

Lin Xiaoman just smiled miserably at her aunt.

Mrs. Lin was afraid that she would not be able to think about it, so she was about to comfort her with kind words. Who knows, at this time, the butler hurriedly came to find him.

The butler ran profusely and panting, and only after breathing a sigh of relief did he say, "Madam." An old man dressed as a fortune teller came to the door and asked to see the master. ”

"The master is not here, I'll go and see." Mrs. Lin replied to his words, turned her head to Lin Xiaoman and said, "Xiaoman, don't think about it. Auntie will come back to see you later. ”

She said, leaving the room and walking outside.

In the past few days, her husband Mr. Lin has gone out, but there are many guests in the dart bureau, and she is very busy.

She knows that the housekeeper has good eyes and can see the extraordinaryness of people at a glance. The one who can let the housekeeper report it in person is not an idler.

Therefore, she didn't care about the hard work and went out to greet her.

When she walked to the main gate of the Changfeng Dart Bureau, she saw someone coming and asked speculatively, "Lord Feng?" ”

There was an uncertain, suspicious tone in the title.

She was originally a woman's family, rarely went out, and only saw and heard about it. It's just that I often hear my husband mention it on weekdays, and I remember some important people on the rivers and lakes.

Among them, the most frequently mentioned are the four masters of Fengcheng. They are the fortune teller, Ji Zheng, the leader of the martial arts league, the first to catch Dongfanghong, and Chu Tiankuo, the son of the fan.

When she saw someone dressed up, she looked a little like a fortune teller - Feng Nanyang.

Feng Nanyang is a minister appointed by the emperor, and this matter has been faintly spread. Therefore, when she guessed that he was Feng Nanyang, she respectfully called him 'Lord Feng'.

Feng Nanyang's expression was flat, and he smiled calmly: "That's right." I am Feng Nanyang. Madame just call me Mr. Feng. ”

Mrs. Lin was overjoyed and said very politely: "Mr. Feng's presence has made the humble house shine. ”

Feng Nanyang smiled faintly again.

Mrs. Lin was so happy that she couldn't help laughing: "Now the three masters on the rivers and lakes have all gathered in the Changfeng Dart Bureau." ”

Feng Nanyang looked at Mrs. Lin in surprise, and immediately asked, "Chu Tiankuo, the prince of the fan, is also here?" ”

Mrs. Lin smiled smugly and nodded.

"Madame, take me to him." Feng Nanyang's voice was a little anxious.

Mrs. Lin then led him all the way to the garden.

Chu Tiankuo and Smoke Incense were both in the gazebo in the garden.

Chu Tiankuo, who had been disguised for a long time, had returned to his original state at this moment.

The two of them were very surprised to see Feng Nanyang.

Yanxiang looked at Feng Nanyang and felt very familiar. Except for the inn on the road to Changshan before, I saw him once, it seems that I have seen him somewhere? She couldn't remember for a moment.

Feng Nanyang looked for Chu Tiankuo for a long time, and finally met him here. He saw that Chu Tiankuo was safe and sound, and he was a little relieved. He looked at Chu Tiankuo's face, and when there was a disaster under his eyebrows, he brought up the old words again.

"Young Master Chu. It's dangerous here, you leave with me. Feng Nanyang suddenly said this for no reason.

Chu Tiankuo was stunned, revealing a slightly surprised look. He raised his head and looked at Feng Nanyang, his eyes revealing the helplessness that God expected.

He didn't speculate about what kind of mystery was hidden in Feng Nanyang's words. He didn't think there was any danger awaiting him, it was just that trouble was already in his hands.

Thinking of Mrs. Lin discussing with Su Feng to handle his marriage to Shui Mai, he had a headache.

Yanxiang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Senior Feng, you want to say that my senior brother has a disaster, right?" ”

She looked at Feng Nanyang, with a gray beard, shallow wrinkles, and a pair of eyes that were always smiling, all of which made people think that he was an amiable old man. Unexpectedly, every time this old man met, he cursed the senior brother for being in trouble.

Feng Nanyang raised his head slightly to look at Chu Tiankuo, and said solemnly: "I see that there is a disaster under your eyebrows, so you must not be careless." ”

Yanxiang has always had sharp teeth, and immediately refuted him: "You also said before, my senior brother is in trouble." He's not standing in front of you right now. ”

Feng Nanyang was speechless by the smoke incense, and was suddenly embarrassed.

After a pause, he advised, "In short, Young Master Chu, you must be more careful yourself." ”

Chu Tiankuo nodded disapprerovingly. He didn't feel like he was in danger right now. If Ji Zheng and Xiangye wanted to kill him, they would have sent someone to hunt him down.

Because he was framed by Xiangye and Ji Zheng, the people on the rivers and lakes did not know the truth and misunderstood him for killing the three major leaders. Rumors about him were rife in the rivers and lakes, and he was afraid of trouble, so in order to avoid being chased and killed, he chose to disguise himself.

During this period of time, he disguised himself and did not dare to show his true face, and his daily life was fearful and extremely boring.

Just because he was notorious for murder, he didn't dare to accept the affection of cigarette incense.

However, since he disguised himself and walked the rivers and lakes with cigarette incense, he has been calm, and no one has troubled him.