Zhuo Yifan was frightened and let out a "wow", but suddenly saw Yue Linglong standing opposite. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Crazy girl, calm down. Zhuo Yifan shouted at Yue Linglong while retreating.

Yue Linglong didn't seem to hear any of the requests. Her head had been filled with anger, and she was getting closer and closer to Zhuo Yifan, raising her long sword in midair.

The long sword that was shining brightly slashed at Zhuo Yifan again. The air was broken by layers of sword qi, and it was seen that the sword blade was about to touch Zhuo Yifan.

At this critical moment, Yue Hongtang flew and pushed his right hand hard. Yue Linglong, who was holding a long sword, was rotated half a circle, with his back to Zhuo Yifan.

Yue Hongtang's right palm rotated three hundred and sixty degrees in the air, pushing towards Yue Linglong's arm, and the long sword in Yue Linglong's hand was inserted into the door and window in the direction of a horizontal line. The head of the sword was deeply inserted into the window wood, and the sword body hanging outside the window swayed from side to side, making a dull and numb sound.

Yue Linglong saw Zhuo Yifan in front of her, but she had no way to vent, maybe she was in a hurry, and she fainted without taking a breath.

Yue Hongtang, who was on the side, hurriedly opened his arms to catch his fainting daughter.

"Linglong, Linglong, what's wrong with you, don't scare Daddy. ”

And Yue Hanshan, who was lying on the other side, saw Yue Linglong who had fainted, and instantly forgot the anger just now. He quickly ran from his chair to Yue Linglong, his eyes full of worry.

"Someone, go and call the doctor. ”

Yue Hongtang began to shout out. It could be seen that he was so worried that he was out of proportion.

Zhuo Song supported Zhuo Yifan, who was leaning against the wall, his face was very messy. He was not only worried about Zhuo Yifan, but when he saw Yue Linglong in such a situation, his heart was not only worried about it, but also seemed to be mixed with some worries.

Yue Linglong was carried into the room, and Yue Hongtang and Yue Hanshan were waiting for her.

Only Zhuo Song and Zhuo Yifan were left in the hall, and at this time, Zhuo Yifan had calmed down the nervousness just now due to the tension. Zhuo Song beside him still looked worried.

Zhuo Yifan was very puzzled. Since yesterday's drinking, it seems that everything bad has something to do with me. It's just that he still can't figure out what he did wrong, so that Yue Linglong is so ruthless to him, and his father is also very angry with him.

Thinking of this, he let out a long sigh.

No one paid attention to the sound he made, Zhuo Yifan looked at his father with his spare eyes, and saw Zhuo Song looking outside the hall, looking so engrossed that he was sluggish.

Zhuo Yifan could see that his father was thinking about things, and he had reached the realm of selflessness. Seeing this scene, Zhuo Yifan was anxious, like ants on a hot pot, crawling all over the pot, but there was a scorching feeling everywhere.

"Dad, what's wrong today, what did I do wrong?" Zhuo Yifan asked timidly.

When Zhuo Song heard Zhuo Yifan's words, he withdrew his gaze and looked at Zhuo Yifan in disappointment.

"Alas, what iniquity have I created to raise you, an unworthy son. Not only did you lose my face, but the Zhuo family's face was also lost by you. You ......" Zhuo Song wanted to speak and stopped, got up and shook his head and walked out of the lobby, leaving Zhuo Yifan alone at a loss.

I don't know what I did. Killing people is not a nod to the ground, so you should also make it clear. The more Zhuo Yifan thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out, and then got up and walked out.

Through the vermilion doors and windows, Yue Linglong was still awake.

I saw an old man in a gray robe in front of the bed, about fifty years old. The little gray-brown face is somewhat thin, the gray hair is scattered behind the back, and the long beard under the lips hangs down the chin. His right hand rested on Yue Linglong's fair wrist, and his left hand kept stroking his beard from top to bottom, over and over again but tirelessly, his slightly closed eyes seemed to be enjoying himself after drinking tea, thinking and reminiscing.

The room was quiet, there was not a single sound, only the breathing of the living creatures in the room seemed to be heard.

The old man is the doctor invited by Yue Hongtang, and he is now taking the pulse for Yue Linglong.

After a while, the old man withdrew his arms, opened his slightly closed eyes, and stood up from the chair on the bed.

Yue Hongtang, who was next to him, hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Doctor, how is the little girl?"

The old man turned around, stroked his beard, and said, "Master Yue, Ling Qianjin is fine, but the liver fire is too strong." Coupled with the hot and humid weather, it was a moment of anger that led to temporary fainting. As long as I have a good rest and less vindictiveness, I will prescribe two more medicines to remove liver fire and clear lung heat, and it shouldn't be a big deal. Please rest assured. ”

Yue Hongtang listened to the old man's words, his face gradually regained his calmness, and he smiled, "Thank you, doctor." ”

Then he said to Yue Hanshan: "Go and get some more silver taels, and then send the doctor for me." ”

Yue Hanshan heard that Yue Linglong, who was lying on the bed, was fine, and then led the old man to the door according to Yue Hongtang's instructions.

Just walked out of the door not far away, and met Zhuo Song, the owner of Zhuo Jian Villa, who was rushing towards him.

Zhuo Song stepped forward and asked with concern, "Nephew Xian, how is Linglong's condition?"

When Yue Hanshan heard Zhuo Song's question, it can be said that his face turned blue in an instant, and he didn't say a word, and swaggered away from Zhuo Song.

Seeing this situation, the doctor behind him felt that the atmosphere between the two was not right, and instantly bent down and walked in front of Zhuo Song, for fear that it would affect him, and he would anger Yue Hanshan and not give him more silver.

Zhuo Song looked at Yue Hanshan, who was ignoring him, and could only shake his head, sighing and walking towards Yue Linglong's room.

Zhuo Yifan, who was walking in the corridor, saw the green herbs in the garden, but he had no intention of wandering and appreciating it. is full of thoughts about what he did after drinking, but it is like a flat boat in the sea, everywhere, there is no reason, he can only sigh and hang his head and walk forward.

As I walked, I heard a few people tending to the flowers and plants by the flowers, pointing at me.

Zhuo Yifan raised his head and went to find the source of the sound. But as soon as he raised his head, he saw those subordinates, took their eyes off him, and lowered their heads and pretended to serve the flowers and plants.

When Zhuo Yifan saw all this, he felt that there was nothing he could do. After all, this is not his home, and the subordinates here will not be afraid of his young master, so he can only keep his head down and continue walking.

But just a few steps after raising their legs, the people began to talk again.

Zhuo Yifan tilted his head slightly, sweeping with the aura from the corner of his eyes, and what those subordinates said was very relish. Zhuo Yifan can only look at the anger in his eyes and heart, this feeling that makes him whisper is very bad.

In the end, Zhuo Yifan's unwilling thoughts still prevailed over his actions. He turned his head and strode towards the group of men.

The group of subordinates were still whispering. A subordinate was talking energetically, and suddenly his mouth stopped moving, staring intently at Zhuo Yifan walking towards this side. And the subordinates who didn't notice Zhuo Yifan coming were still urging her to continue talking.

The subordinate picked at it with his eyes and signaled. But because she spoke so brilliantly, the others didn't notice her actions and were still urging.

The man really had no choice but to frown and say loudly: "Oh, Zhuo Gongzi, you are here." ”

After saying that, he ran away. The rest of the people ran backwards like frightened groundhogs.

Zhuo Yifan was very helpless. No one told him the truth at the moment, which really made him a little aggrieved.

"Young Master, what are you doing?"

Zhuo Yifan heard that the voice was very familiar, turned around, and saw Wu An behind him showing an evil smile, and his eyes were dripping at him.

"What are you looking at, what are you looking at?"

Wu An hurriedly said casually: "It's okay, it's okay." His eyes also secretly glanced at Zhuo Yifan, looking up and down from time to time.

Wu An's actions made Zhuo Yifan's heart furious.

The corners of Zhuo Yifan's mouth rose slightly, revealing a slight smile and said, "Anzi, you can't hide anything from me." You still say it, don't force me to use a trick, then you can't make it. ”

Seeing Zhuo Yifan's attitude, Wu An could only smile bitterly: "I heard that last night, you slept in Miss Yue's boudoir." ”

"You're still talking nonsense, it looks like you're really in arrears. ”

When Zhuo Yifan heard Wu An say this, his face suddenly turned gloomy. Rolled up his sleeves and pretended to smoke Wu An.

Wu An hurriedly shouted, "Young Master, what I said is true. ”

Zhuo Yifan slowly put his hand down, his face full of doubts.

"You know, I don't get along with that crazy girl, I can't escape in a hurry, how can I sleep in her room?"

When Wu An heard Zhuo Yifan say the word "escape", he smiled: "The young master also has people who are afraid." ”

"Then who did you hear that I slept in her room, do you have any proof?"

"Of course it's true, I was there at the time. Also, I carried you out of her room. ”

Wu An was very proud as he spoke, and Zhuo Yifan's eyes were round and suspicious.