"Brother Lin."

Ye Xiuyan pricked up her ears to listen to the conversation between the two, her smart black eyes rolled, and she seemed to give advice inadvertently.

"The air in the countryside is good and suitable for cultivation, so it is better to take your brother over and live in the countryside for a while, which may be good for healing."

"He's already recuperating in another hospital in the country."

Lin Jingcheng didn't mean to hide it: "It's not far from Longquan Village, it's only a dozen miles away." ”

"Annex?"

Ye Xiuyan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked: "Could it be a newly built courtyard in Xitang Town."

"Yes."

Lin Jingcheng was surprised: "Do you know the other courtyard? ”

"Coincidentally."

Ye Xiuyan had a complicated heart: "My father helped in the other courtyard, and he left after it was completed." ”

Shi Jian's heart trembled when he heard this: "Your black-hearted uncle, won't you just want to sell Erya to the other courtyard in Xitang?" ”

"yes."

Ye Xiuyan replied in the affirmative: "It's the individual courtyard you said." ”

"I'll go."

The sword rowed the bamboo raft and complained without delay: "There is really such a coincidence, it turns out that the second girl suffered, and the source of the evil is Young Master Lan." ”

"Shut up."

Lin Jingchengjun's face darkened, and he scolded sharply.

"Ahem."

The sword swallowed and didn't dare to say anything more.

"Brother Lin."

Ye Xiuyan glanced at the sword and smiled to help him relieve the siege: "Although Xitang Town is not far from Longquan Village, it is still different from the real village. ”

"That's right."

Lin Jingcheng patted his forehead, as if he had been empowered, and his spiritual aura: "Just take Junlan over, our brothers will be companions and live in your house for a while." ”

"Well."

Ye Xiuyan's eyes flashed slightly: "I don't count what I said, I have to agree with my mother." ”

"I'll go talk to Aunt Juan."

The more Ye Jingcheng thought about it, the more excited he became: "Aunt Juan agreed, and the sword immediately went to deliver the message and asked Junlan to come over." ”

"Young Master, don't you think about it anymore?"

Shi Jian's heart trembled when he heard this, and his heart was transmitted, and he whispered: "King Lan has a noble status, how can he live in a farmhouse." ”

"What's this?"

Lin Jingcheng didn't care: "This son can live, what is he not used to living, let him come to the countryside to live for a period of time, and experience the real local people's feelings, what's wrong." ”

"King Lan is delicate."

Shi Jian still had scruples, and wanted to persuade again: "It's not as strong as the son of the world, what if I get sick?" ”

"The little girl is here."

Lin Jingcheng inexplicably trusted Ye Xiuyan: "A little illness, nothing to worry about." ”

"Oops."

The sword glanced at the little girl who was wearing a hat and covering her face, and couldn't help laughing: "You really believe in this little girl." ”

"He healed the wounds of this son."

Lin Jingcheng didn't think about it, and blurted out: "Maybe she's lucky, and even Junlan's leg can be cured." ”

"Cheng, the son of the world has the final say."

The sword was completely convinced, and no longer persuaded each other.

*

"Perfect, so perfect."

"Three hundred and sixty degrees without dead ends, what a perfect beauty in the prosperous world, no wonder it is popular in Kyoto City, attracting famous and noble women to bend their waists and be crazy about it."

In the woods not far from the riverbank, a young man in a cloth coat and straw sandals, with a beard on his face, looked rather bohemian, and his pen was flying on the drawing board.

With just a few strokes, the young man with flying eyebrows on the bamboo raft is vividly outlined.

"Xunlin, warn you."

Qian Er's face darkened, blocking his vision: "The prince of the world doesn't like to be watched by people the most, especially you, you really want to meet, if you have something to say, you must not stare at the prince with a look." ”