Chapter 49: "Thin Waist" 1
Ge Youyou, although he is not the patriarch of the [Reverse Rose] Guild, is also the strongest person who organized this event.
To be honest, Gladys doesn't like Ge Youyou very much, this is a high-level white lotus.
Zhou Xiaoan raised his hand and said, "Miss Gladys, please allow me to help Lord Yan Zhi." β
Gladys frowned slightly, and Yan Zhi said, "Then thank you very much." β
Seeing Yan Zhi say this, Gladyse relaxed her brow slightly, and she walked up to Yan Zhi and took her hand to signal her to lower her head.
Yan Zhi half-squatted down, very accommodating to Gladys, Gladys whispered in Yan Zhi's ear: "If you can't deal with it, quit the copy immediately, and I will bear the consequences." Your Highness, don't be reckless, Ge Youyou is a high-level white lotus, and what she is best at is to seduce the opposite sex to deal with others. β
Yan Zhi curled the corners of her mouth, revealing a shallow smile, she raised her hand and rubbed Gladys's head affectionately, and said, "Okay, thank you, I know." β
Gladys's white and tender face suddenly turned red, and she reluctantly warned Ge Youyou with a straight face, "Yan Zhi, I'm covered." β
Just a few words made the hearts of several other people sink, there is no way Gladys is like a mountain here, not to mention that the tenth-ranked guild does not dare to provoke the Hicks family, or the second and third ranked have to be polite to the heirs of the Hicks family.
I don't know what kind of shit luck this Yan Zhi had, but he actually got in touch with the heir of the Hicks family as soon as he came.
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Yan Zhi received the information of this novel as soon as he entered the novel.
"Thin Waist" is an ancient romance pet text, the male protagonist is An Sui who is the crown prince, and the word is in Beijing.
Original story: Yan Zhi's immediate father died suddenly, and Yan Zhi, who was not yet in time, could only go to the capital to seek refuge with his aunt who had married Chengde Hou, but the delicate Miss Cousin was often bullied in Chengde Hou's Mansion, and cousin Ge Youyou fell in love with the male protagonist Prince, but the prince showed that he was not interested in Ge Youyou, so his mother re-chose a suitable family for her, and the rest of her life was not bad. Yan Zhi became the crown princess as the princess of Chengdehou's mansion, although the prince was not in good health, he has always been favored, and after becoming the queen, he also dismissed the harem for her, so as to be the sole favor in the real sense.
It can be seen that this is a pet script.
And after having Ge Youyou, it became an abusive script: the same father died, the same Beijing, and the same bullied, but Ge Youyou calculated to marry an old uncle to become a continuation, and fought wits and courage with his stepdaughter for the rest of his life, but he died at the age of thirty, and Feng Jing also died of illness at the age of thirty.
The girl named Yan Zhi in every life is herself, so these memories are integrated into Yan Zhi's mind as if she has experienced it herself.
Lao Long said that she should have been happy, but these people forcibly broke them up.
Yan Zhi hid her hatred, and she said to Lao Long: "Ge Youyou has come to this novel before? β
[Yes, it will have its advantages and disadvantages for you.] γ
Yan Zhi nodded, her fingers dyed pink dancΓ΄me covered the inner wall of the carriage, understanding what the old dragon meant.
The advantage is that Ge Youyou may be as light as Yan Qingrong, and the disadvantage is that Ge Youyou may be more handy in this novel.
There was an itch in his throat, Yan Zhi frowned slightly, and he couldn't help coughing.
The coughing sound attracted the attention of Lingyu, the maid outside, and she asked with concern, "Miss?" Are you okay? β
Yan Zhi suppressed the itch that came up again, and she said, "It's okay, how long will it take to get to the post station?" β
Lingyu said: "The slave asked the groom, saying that there was still time for a stick of incense. β
"Hmm."
After a while, she coughed again.
This can't all be blamed on Yan Zhi, in this novel, her health is not very good, although she has no symptoms, she is very delicate, and it only takes half a month to travel because she is infected with wind and cold.
Fortunately, it's almost time to arrive in the capital.
Yan Zhi tried to get Lao Long to contact Zhou Xiao'an, but there was no movement over there, so it should be that Zhou Xiao'an hadn't arrived yet.
It didn't take long for the carriage to stop, Yan Zhi was helped out of the carriage by Lingyu, the capital was in the north, and it was in the suburbs, the wind and sand were a little heavy, Yan Zhi couldn't help coughing a few times.
"Miss, why don't you go and find a doctor? You're really worried. Lingyu frowned and said to Yan Zhi.
"No, go over there and have some tea." Yan Zhi said to Lingyu.
Lingyu had no choice but to help Yan Zhi to the past, this tea stall was not far from the post station, and they could arrive in time when they came back.
The owner of the tea stall made a pot of tea for Luan Chan, and then went to other things.
Lingyu didn't understand why her own lady wanted to come to this tea stall, and the post station also provided tea, how could it be better than this?
She didn't know, but Yan Zhi knew that Fengjing would pass by here soon.
Yan Zhi was a little uncomfortable with this delicate body, she wiped her hands with a handkerchief before taking a sip of the teacup, the taste was not very good, but it was possible to quench her thirst.
I just took a sip and saw a dirty little boy walking over, not towards Yan Zhi, but just in this direction.
The little boy found the owner of the tea stall, and he pulled the boss's clothes aggrievedly, but in exchange for not comfort and anger, but accusation.
Yan Zhi didn't speak, but Lingyu frowned, not very satisfied with the tea stall owner's approach.
After a while, the child walked back, and when he walked to Yan Zhi's side, Yan Zhi suddenly asked, "What are you crying about?" β
The little boy was startled, and he looked up at Yan Zhi.
Yan Zhi has apricot eyes and peach cheeks, and his black eyes seem to be able to speak, which is called an incredibly beautiful thing.
A few people on the official road rode over, and the horses' hooves kicked up dust, which made Yan Zhi, who couldn't smell the wind and sand, cough a few more times.
The little boy didn't think it was anything, after all, he had grown up here since he was a child, and he was used to the wind and sand.
"Dogs, they bullied me, I've avoided them, but they still want to beat me, I don't know why." As he spoke, the little boy cried again.
In her memory, she would gently comfort the little boy in this life, but now Yan Zhi did not have this idea, she said to the little boy: "Sit and talk." β
The little boy seemed a little scared, and he timidly climbed onto the stool.
Beautiful people are naturally eye-catching, not to mention a woman like Yan Zhi who makes people unforgettable.
The eyes of several men who came down immediately inadvertently fell on Yan Zhi's body, even the man in brocade who was the leader was no exception.
And Yan Zhi didn't seem to notice all this, she handed the handkerchief to the little boy and said, "Don't cry, they can only bully the weak, and when you are strong, they will not have the ability to bully you." β
The little boy timidly looked at his sister in front of him, who looked like a fairy in his eyes, and said, "How strong is that to not be bullied?" β