Chapter 92 You can't use tough means, you can only play the emotional card

"Yan girl, let's go."

Lin Jingcheng couldn't stand it anymore, and rubbed his eyebrows impatiently.

"Uh-huh."

Ye Xiuyan looked up and nodded with a smile.

The little girl is hidden!

The waiter's attention has always been on Ye Xiuyan, watching her watch the show throughout the whole process, but when she heard the words "water sleeves without traces", her eyes flickered slightly, and she couldn't help but sigh.

If they hadn't already known, Yan Yatou was without a trace of water sleeves, and those illustrations were drawn by her, and she would have been kept in the dark and stupidly followed the jokes.

"Let's go."

Lin Jingcheng didn't think much about it, took the little girl's hand and left the bookstore.

*

Outside the bookstore.

"Dead girl, you ........"

The oily-haired and powder-faced young man, holding his tail bone, got up from the ground in embarrassment.

Seeing the group of people who came out of the bookstore, their eyes widened, pointing at Ye Xiuyan, and just about to say a few arrogant words, a sharp sword aura hit his right leg.

He wailed, fell to the ground again, and fell to the.

Cut, eyeless guy.

Dare to threaten Yan girl, the prince didn't break your legs, it's already considered shit luck.

The sword raised an eyebrow, gave him a roll of the eyes, and stepped past him.

"Oops."

Ye Xiuyan shook the maid's hairpin, and made up for it with a smile: "Such a stupid person, let's go home, and then wander around the street, I don't know how to die." ”

"Ahem."

The young man was so stimulated by her that he almost squirted out a mouthful of old blood.

"Hahaha."

Lin Jingcheng was in a very happy mood and laughed loudly.

*

"See, the prince spoils that little girl a lot, now I understand the intention of calling you over, right?"

In the secluded corner of the bookstore, Qian Yi, Qian Er and Xun Lin hid in the shadows, seeing all the scenes that had just happened in their eyes.

"If it weren't for the Son."

Qian Yi was in a complicated mood: "You don't need to travel thousands of miles at all, we can solve this matter by summoning you from Fengqi Country." ”

"If you fancy someone less, no one can refuse who you want to do something."

Qian Er agreed: "With a little means, she has to agree if she doesn't agree." ”

Qian Yi felt helpless: "Now that the son of the world is covering the little girl, he can't use tough means, he can only play the emotional card." ”

"The little girl has a good life."

Qian Er sighed with emotion: "In a poor and remote place like the countryside, you can also meet the son of the world." ”

"You two are talking nonsense."

Xun Lin touched the stubble of his beard and complained angrily: "Didn't you say that her father would come to the bookstore to reply to the letter?" It's been a few days, and I haven't even seen a figure, how to play the next scene? ”

"Wait patiently."

Qian Er patted him on the shoulder and signaled him to be calm: "Let's talk about it, if the prince is in the countryside for a day, we will stay in Lingyan County for a day, and we can't leave." ”

"I'll go, it's going to be when."

Xun Lin rolled his eyes, not wanting to pay any more attention to them.

*

Not far from the bookstore, there is a blacksmith shop, where two blacksmiths are sweating and wielding sledgehammers, making blades.

The shop is not big, but the blades hanging on the walls are complete.

Ye Xiuyan entered the blacksmith shop, and was attracted by a delicate small iron bow at a glance, and on tiptoe, she happily took it off from under the wall and held it in her hand to play.

"That bow is too small, use this."

Lin Jingcheng walked around the shop, took down a set of adult bows and arrows, and handed them to her: "The shortlisted assessment of the Imperial Academy, you can't use your own bow and arrow, the specifications of the longbow have standards, and they are exactly the same as this bow." ”