Chapter 206: Lan Ruoming
"Lan Qianqian didn't come alone, there is a disciple of the Refining Sect by her side, and that disciple seems to be the personal disciple of the Sect Master of the Refining Sect." Bei Xianyue spoke.
Song Yizhi answered, and she sat on the empty stool.
With Lan Qianqian's peach blossom edge, it is not unexpected.
Lu Li scratched his head, looking a little irritable.
"When she saw the three of us, she followed ......" Lu Li thought about the wording and said, "It's like a vicious dog that sees meat and bones!" As long as she is not a new disciple of the Changqiu Sect, I have already sent her to Hades! ”
The flesh and bones of the god meow.
Song Yizhi poured himself a cup of tea, looked at Lu Li and Qin Jiazhang, the brothers and sisters, who were gradually getting irritable, and expressed deep sympathy for them.
Although there will be fights between the disciples of the sect, the three sects have a rule that they cannot attack new disciples of the same sect or other sects, and those who violate them will be severely punished.
The identity of a new disciple is like a protective shell.
"It's hard to get a little ghost." Song Yizhi said softly, "Senior Brother Lu doesn't have to be irritable, it's a big deal to avoid leaving." ”
She has learned Lan Qianqian's mother-in-law's skills countless times, and her perseverance is indeed one of the best.
"Lotus Town is so big, you can't look up and see you down." Qin Jianian sighed, then grinded his teeth and said hatefully, "I feel disgusted when I see her face!" ”
Song Yizhi took a sip of tea.
Looking at the ugly faces of several people, Song Yizhi thought about it and chose to divert the topic, "I saw the carriage of the Lan family today, and it is likely to be the eldest lady of the Lan family and the young master of the Lan family." ”
If you continue to talk about Lan Xiqian, these people will blow up sooner or later.
Speaking of the task, the attention of several people was also removed, and Bei Xianyue looked at Song Yizhi with more admiration, and she said, "Really? ”
Song Yizhi nodded, "Won't you find out tomorrow?" ”
Several people responded.
Wei Ling exhaled, looked at the few people whose faces were slightly better, and asked, "Do you play mahjong?" The all-night kind? ”
Lu Li nodded.
He had to play mahjong a few times to get angry!
Song Yizhi silently moved to the side to make room for them.
Knowing that Song Yizhi might be tired after a day of tossing, Wei Ling and the others didn't drag her and let her rest on the side.
Next.
Three poles on the sun.
Song Yizhi looked at the few people who were still playing mahjong, and chose to go out to breathe after watching for a while.
On the corridor, Song Yizhi put his hands on the railing and bent down to look at the crowded inn below.
It may be that he knew that the Lotus Secret Realm was about to open, and when he got up overnight, there were many monks in the inn.
Yan Lingyu walked up and learned from Song Yizhi to look down on the railing.
"The two Lan family also live here." Yan Lingyu said a word coldly.
Song Yizhi looked sideways, and then her gaze looked over Yan Lingyu to the girl who was walking slowly from the corridor.
The girl wore a dark blue dress, her face was stunning, her expression was cold, and her gestures were elegant and elegant.
The girl was surrounded by a few retinues and a few maidservants, looking like the stars holding the moon.
Yan Lingyu followed Song Yizhi's gaze.
"This is the eldest lady of the Lan family." Yan Lingyu lowered her voice and said something to Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi nodded.
This eldest lady of the Lan family and Lan Minjun look quite similar, and they know that they are brother and sister at a glance.
"Young Master Yanling, Miss Song." Lan Ruoming raised her hand and saluted Yan Lingyu and Song Yizhi.
Yan Lingyu and Song Yizhi raised their hands to return the salute.
After greeting each other, Lan Ruoming opened her mouth to introduce herself, "I'm Lan Ruoming." ”
She seemed to say this specifically to Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi opened his mouth and said, "I am Song Yizhi. ”
Lan Ruoming looked at the girl in front of her whose face was better than herself, and her voice was clear and cold, "I know." ”
Song Yizhi, the famous rotten wood of Changqiu Sect, is a vase that countless people are jealous of.
But listening to her brother, she is not as rumored.
Song Yizhi raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"My brother mentioned Miss Song to me." Lan Ruoming said.
For Lan Ruoming's honesty, Song Yizhi is still a little unaccustomed.
Lan Ruoming opened her mouth to invite, "I want to invite Miss Song to a meal, can Miss Song appreciate her face?" ”
An invitation from a beautiful girl, Song Yizhi couldn't refuse.
Coupled with Lan Ruoming's decent courtesy, Song Yizhi hesitated for a moment and agreed.
Lan Qianqian walked up and was about to find trouble with Song Yizhi, and then she saw Lan Ruoming beside Song Yizhi.
Lan Ruoming, who was dressed in blue and was as cold as a goddess, was like a demon in human skin in Lan Qianqian's eyes.
In an instant, Lan Qianqian's face turned pale and she subconsciously turned around to leave.
Lan Ruoming's gaze fell on Lan Qianqian, and when she turned around, her face was mocking, and her voice was covered with a layer of frost and coldness, "What?" Can't even say hello now? ”
Lan Ruoming made no secret of Lan Qianqian's malice, looking at Lan Ruoming, who instantly judged the two of them, Song Yizhi was slightly surprised.
Lan Qianqian's thin body trembled slightly.
She tried to maintain her composure, bent down to hide the humiliation in her eyes, raised her hand to salute Lan Ruoming, and said in a respectful voice, "... Slave see Miss. ”
Lan Ruoming didn't say anything.
"I've seen Senior Sister Song." Lan Xiqian spoke again.
Lan Ruoming turned her head and said to Song Yizhi, "Let the young master of Yanling and Miss Song laugh." ”
Yan Lingyu glanced at Lan Qianqian, and said with a smile, "It's better for the slaves in the family to be disciplined well, how can any slave turn around and leave as soon as he sees his master?" ”
Song Yizhi glanced at Yan Lingyu sideways.
Lan Ruoming glanced at Song Yizhi with a cold gaze, and then her eyes fell on Yan Ling Yu and she spoke, "What Young Master Yanling said is very true. ”
The words fell, and Lan Ruoming looked at Lan Qianqian.
didn't need Lan Ruoming to speak, the maid beside her had already walked up and slapped Lan Qianqian in the face.
Seeing the handmaiden's behavior so familiar, I think it was a lot of things like this before.
Lan Xiqian suppressed the anger in her heart and knelt on the ground unwillingly, "The slave is wrong. ”
The maidservant glanced at Lan Qianqian, and then turned back to Lan Ruoming's side.
Lan Minjun's gentle voice came from behind him, "Ah Ming, why are you standing here?" ”
Lan Ruoming turned around, the coldness on her face loosened a little, and she took two steps to the side after calling out to her brother.
Lan Qianqian's figure was reflected in Lan Minjun's eyes.
The gentleness in Lan Minjun's eyes disappeared in an instant, condensing into indifference.
Song Yizhi and Yan Lingyu leaned on the railing to watch the big play.
It can be seen that both Lan Minjun and Lan Ruoming make Lan Qianqian extremely afraid.
Lan Minjun walked over gracefully and slowly, and the sound of footsteps fell on Lan Qianqian's ears like a life-threatening sound.
"Uncle Qu." Lan Minjun said to the old man beside him.
Uncle Qu bent down slightly, then walked up to look at Lan Qianqian, and said calmly, "Miss Eight, do you go by yourself or will I invite you to go?" ”
Lan Xiqian shook.
Seeing that Lan Qianqian didn't move, Uncle Qu directly reached out and grabbed her shoulders and carried her away.
Watching the figures of Uncle Qu and Lan Qianqian disappear, Song Yizhi's eyes brightened.
Yan Lingyu looked at Song Yizhi visibly happy, a little funny.
Seeing Lan Qianqian eating deflated, she was really happy.
Song Yizhi glanced at Yan Lingyu, who was smiling.
Yan Lingyu blinked, and slightly restrained his smile.
"Miss Song, Young Master Yanling." Lan Minjun turned his head and greeted Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi bowed his head slightly, which was considered a return gift.