"Lang Jun, Lang Jun......" Ling Cong hurriedly rushed into the East Zen Courtyard.

"Is there news from that man?" Lan Yin hurriedly asked.

Ling Cong gasped and shook his head, and said intermittently: "Xianggong, Xianggong asks Lang Jun to go back to the house and take Yang Niangzi with him." ”

"Take me?" Lan Yin exclaimed.

She is an impostor, and it is quite difficult to deal with Cui Yuanzao alone, and she has to deal with the entire Cui Mansion? How can this be hidden? Lan Yin looked at Cui Yuanzao in despair.

Cui Yuanzao looked at Lan Yin a little funny, this lady may not have noticed herself, she was asking for help with her eyes, she actually expected him to help her hide it?

"The ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her in-laws, and now, it's just right sooner rather than later." Cui Yuanzao looked at Lan Yin with a smile.

Seeing that Lan Yin's face visibly became scorched, Cui Yuanzao turned his head and chuckled wickedly.

"Lang Jun? Pimp? Ling Cong looked at Cui Yuanzao inexplicably, rarely saw his own Lang Jun have this kind of look, most of the time, he was desireless, and Xianggong always said that Lang Jun was extremely indifferent to the world.

"Ahem, there is still a key thing missing to solve the case now, and it is pointless to stay in Zhao Jinggong Temple, I really need to go back to Chongrenfang, Lingcong, uncle said, when is it?"

"Tomorrow."

"So what about here? Otherwise, I'd better stay here and watch, lest these monks play any tricks. Lan Yin is still trying to save herself.

"No, just leave it to Sun Prison Cheng here." Cui Yuanzao brutally shattered Lan Yin's illusions.

can show something, of course, Sun Mao nodded busily.

Lan Yin finally gave up, looking at the ground with a slumped head.

Cui Yuanzao couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips again, and said deliberately: "Lingcong, find a good-looking dress for Yang Niangzi, now this kind of Hu dress is not good, and the eldest uncle values etiquette the most." ”

Cui Yuanzao looked at Lan Yin as if her eyebrows were about to droop, and she couldn't help laughing again.

Ling Cong looked at his own Langjun, and then looked at Yang Niangzi, and finally blessed his soul, it turned out to be his own lady, thinking about leading her to see the elders, happy!

It seems that the matter of cultivation can be discussed again, and he must tell the minister about it.

———

The seven-fold crimson gauze was like a peony blooming in the wind, setting off Lan Yin's face, and the light seemed to illuminate the whole spring, Cui Yuanzao was a little stunned for a while.

"This headdress is so heavy that my head is going to break." Lan Yin couldn't help but complain when she saw Cui Yuanzao.

The magic was broken in an instant, and Cui Yuanzao snorted and stretched out his hand to Lan Yin.

"Since it's heavy, why do you bring so many hairpins and steps?"

"It's not Lingcong yet." Speaking of this, Lan Yin couldn't help but complain.

I don't know what medicine Lingcong took wrong, so she brought a bunch of maidservants to dress her up early in the morning, and she changed seven or eight sets of clothes before she was satisfied, and she combed her hair no less than ten times, tossing her enough, it was really more tiring than practicing swords.

"Well, Lingcong did a great job." Cui Yuanzao agreed.

"Huh?"

"Now you try walking."

Lan Yin fell to the side as soon as she took a step, but fortunately she was held back by Cui Yuanzao.

"In such clothes, in such headdresses, you have to have a small range of movements. You remember that as long as you don't let yourself fall, you speak softly, and if you can, you don't say it, and you're done. Cui Yuanzao reminded Lan Yin implicitly.

Lan Yin glanced at Cui Yuanzao, this is to teach her how to cheat?

"Got it."

Lan Yin took Cui Yuanzao's hand, lifted the corner of her skirt, and carefully stepped on the horse stone, with a graceful demeanor.

The wind blew a trace of fragrance on her body, which made Cui Yuanzao in a trance for a moment, even if it was really Yang Niangzi, it was nothing more than that.

———

"Lang Jun, lady, it's here."

Lingcong's crisp voice woke up Lan Yin, who was dazed and fell into a fake sleep because of getting up early, covered her heavy head, Lan Yin helped Cui Yuanzao's arm and stepped on the stool, and when she looked up, the old and simple word "Cui Fu" came into view.

It's so old, it doesn't quite fit the identity of Cui Fu?

"This is the handwriting of the book saint Zhang Xu." Cui Yuanzao followed Lan Yin's gaze.

Lan Yin was speechless, the book saint Zhang Xu's handwritten book was not treasured, but was exposed to the wind and sun?

Lan Yin was fascinated and was surprised to realize that Cui Yuanzao had already walked to the front, so she hurriedly took a few small steps, but fortunately Cui Yuanzao waited for her slightly.

Lan Yin didn't dare to be distracted anymore, and as Cui Yuanzao walked all the way in, pavilions and pavilions, full of flowers, the appearance of Cui's mansion gradually unfolded in front of her eyes.

This is not a splendid mansion, on the contrary, it is dignified and simple, completely in line with the century-old scholars, poetry and book heirlooms, there are mysteries everywhere, just like the "Cui Mansion" plaque that is exposed to the wind and sun, there is no need to be treasured in the treasury, this is the confidence of the Cui family of Qinghe.

Outside the second gate, the inner courtyard and the outer courtyard were clearly distinguished, and Cui Yuanzao stopped there.

"What's wrong?" Lan Yin almost hit him, but finally managed to control it.

"I'll have to send you here."

"What? Am I alone? Lan Yin's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Uncle Niang set up a feast for you in the inner courtyard, saying that she wanted to suppress the shock for you, however, my uncle and I have something to say, and for a while, I can't rush over, so you should deal with it carefully." Cui Yuanzao looked at Lan Yin meaningfully.

Lan Yin swallowed her saliva, how to deal with it carefully?

"Lang Jun, don't worry, can your aunt still eat her?" A woman in a lotus lotus silk robe came up from a garden not far away and quipped.

"Aunt Rou, let you see it, she has gone through disasters and arrived in Chang'an, she is quite depressed, please take care of her." Cui Yuanzao made a gesture to the woman.

This is about an elder?

Lan Yin followed behind Cui Yuanzao and bowed deeply.

This Lang Jun of his own family is quite indifferent in world affairs, how difficult it is to get his words to help, Aunt Rou knows in her heart, she can't help but look at Lan Yin, it is really beautiful, I feel pity.

"The lady doesn't need to be polite, the old slave will take you to Ronghui Hall, please here." Aunt Rou held Lan Yin's arm, helped her up, and led her to the garden.

Lan Yin couldn't help but turn her head to look in Cui Yuanzao's direction, as if there were a thousand words in her eyes that she hadn't had time to say.

Cui Yuanzao didn't know why, suddenly a little soft-hearted, took out a silk handkerchief from his arms and stuffed it into Lan Yin's hand, after stuffing the handkerchief, Cui Yuanzao felt ridiculous again, couldn't help but snort, no longer hesitated, turned his head and went to Wei Ruitang.

Lan Yin looked at the silk handkerchief in her hand inexplicably, what does Cui Yuanzao mean?

"Mrs. Yang?" Aunt Rou saw Lan Yin suddenly stop there and called out loudly.

Lan Yin woke up, quickly stuffed the handkerchief into her sleeve, and took a few steps to keep up with Aunt Rou.

Afraid of what? The boat is naturally straight to the bridge, can this Cui Mansion still eat her?