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Chapter 106 Man, You Are Playing With Fire (10)

There were no activities in the afternoon, Yan Luo was bored, but he couldn't really leave the three of them alone.

Fuling had been working all morning, and after they finished eating for a while, different servants packed up the things here and brought a few chairs over.

boring.

Very boring.

It seems that the original owner's backyard was born as a singer.

"Poria."

Poria, who had just finished her work, had a bad feeling.

"Go and call out the talented people in the backyard to perform for this king."

"Yes."

Fu Ling had images of several men in her mind. In order not to be negligent, she went to the backyard herself and called a few men.

Those who play the qin play the qin, those who play the lute play the lute, and those who dance dance.

Yan Luo, who was already sleepy, fell asleep on the rocking chair uncontrollably as if he had heard a lullaby.

Dang Kang rolled into a ball on her lap, afraid of disturbing Yan Luo, so he didn't move.

Mo Yuan soon discovered that Yan Luo was asleep.

The wife is so pretty.

I really want the wife-lord to be alone with him.

The young man looked at those performers, he was pretty, but far inferior to him.

but……

Because he was not well received in the mansion, he had never learned anything, even simple embroidery male red.

He has nothing but a face.

The prince likes the new and dislikes the old, how long can he serve by his side just because of his beauty?
It seems that it is necessary for him to learn a skill that can please his wife.

He asked Fu Ling: "What does the prince usually like?"

The prince's heart became too fast, and Fu Ling couldn't figure out what she liked, so he could only say: "I don't know, Zhengjun should go and ask the prince himself."

Yan Luo squinted for a while, then slowly woke up, touched Dangkang's head, and closed her eyes again.

After a while she opened her eyes and watched the servant dance.

I have to say that the original owner still has vision.

Although the person is not particularly good-looking, he dances well.

It can be seen that he has not given up and has been practicing.

"Poria, reward."

"Yes."

After the dancers finished dancing, they came to Yan Luo and knelt down: "My lord, can I exchange this reward for something else?"

"Then what do you want to replace it with?"

Yan Luo looked at the man.

It's not about promotion.

She can't do it.

Gu Jinzhao will kill her.

"The slave family wants the prince to return the slave family to a free body."

Yan Luo suddenly remembered something.

This person's hometown is not here, it was a time when the envoys invited a group of foreign dancers, and he was the best dancer among them.

Unfortunately, the original owner took a fancy to him and forced him to stay.

The man's head hangs very low.

He also heard that some people in the backyard were sent back by the prince, so he boldly raised it today. When he came, he had thought about it. It would be best if he could go back, and it didn't matter if he was punished or not.

Anyway, he no longer has the desire to live.

Yan Luo was silent for a while, and groped his body twice, but couldn't find the banknote.

This is awkward.

She patted Mo Yuan next to her: "Give me 100 taels."

Mo Yuan took out a bank note from his body and gave it to her, and Yan Luo folded it after confirming that the amount was correct.

"Raise your head and let me have a look."

It was a face that was unfamiliar to her, but familiar to the original owner.

The original owner is an idiot, he doesn't care about taking people into the backyard.

In the end it was she who cleaned up the mess.

"what's your name?"

"My slave's name is Luan Ruo."

Yan Luo handed him the folded bank note: "You take the 100 taels. When the palace is unsealed, I will send someone to take you home."

"Thank you, my lord." Luan Ruo was overjoyed and kowtowed to thank her.

Seeing this, the others also knelt down one after another, trying their best to show off their coquettishness: "My lord, I also want to leave the house."

"Go, go, go."

Yan Luo patted Mo Yuan: "What are you doing in a daze, all the money is with you."

Mo Yuan drew out a few hundred taels according to the number of people, and Yan Luo signaled Fuling beside them to share with them: "Fuling, you go to send Luan Ruo in person, and you must send it back safely. If there is any accident on the way, you don't have to come back to see the king." .”

Fu Ling was very tired: "Yes."

Yan Luo pinched the center of his brows, what did the original master do.

Wicked.

She wants to give the original owner an additional sentence.

Five more were sent away, how many are left in the palace?

Forget it and leave it alone, if no one wants to leave, just keep it, she doesn't have that much money on hand now.

Looking at the few banknotes in Mo Yuan's hand, Yan Luo rubbed his pig's head: "Fu Ling, pass it on, and tell them not to come to me and tell me about leaving the house. I don't agree."

What if she didn't have money on hand when she left the mansion.

Where does she put her face.

Let's talk about it when we have money.

Fu Ling nodded: "The maidservant will definitely give orders."

A few people jumped up again, maybe it was the reason why the man was happy, the dance was better than before.

Gu Jinzhao asked her, "When did you clean up your backyard?"

"When you have money."

Let's wait until she makes money.

"I don't know what you are planning."

She whispered to herself: "I don't know either."

The ghost knows how the original owner was fooled by Lin Wei, and got so many people into his backyard, and every time he got one of them, he would be grounded once.

Picture what?
Figure against the queen?
Yan Luo felt that something was wrong with his body's emotions.

There is a kind of inexplicable reluctance and sadness.

She asked Fu Ling beside her: "Before this king, did you really like Luan Ruo?"

"When Mr. Luan Ruo first came to the house, you really doted on him and let him manage the backyard."

Oh.

Then the original owner will not be punished.

At least there is still a little sincerity to people.

Fu Ling couldn't figure out the meaning of Yan Luo's question, so she asked, "My lord, do you regret it?"

"Yes." Under the gaze of others, she said unhurriedly: "Give him another 500 taels."

She saw some memories belonging to the original owner.

Before meeting Qin Yin, Lin Wan liked Luan Ruo.

It's a pity that Luan Ruo doesn't like the original owner at all, and the climate here is very different from that of Fanbang, Luan Ruo has been dissatisfied with the climate since he came here.

If you don't send him back, you may suffer from heart disease.

"Those who should go will always go, and this king will not force you to stay." Yan Luo pinched the pig's ear and asked Dangkang, "Do you think so?"

If people were really forced to stay, Luan Ruo might die in depression.

Just like those four traitors, so what if they are caught back, they don't care about her, maybe they will run away again at any time.

When Kang nodded, Yan Luo laughed.

I am looking forward to meeting him, but what reason will I have then?

Mo Yuan gave the 500 taels to Fu Ling, and put away the little money left. Originally, Yan Luo sent away a few people, so he should be happy.

But after hearing Yan Luo's last two words, he felt uncomfortable again.

If you really like someone, how can you be willing to let her go?
Anyway, he won't.

Yan Luo got up, took Fu Ling to the kitchen, squeezed a few glasses of orange juice, and asked Fu Ling to bring them over.

She got a few pastries from the space that her father forgot to put sugar in.

Not sweet, but the taste is not bad.

She was ok to eat, so she brought them all.

It just so happens that the pastries in this world are very choking, let them try this novel pastry.

(End of this chapter)