Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 296 Entering the Mansion, Family Banquet

As the group of people walked in, Jin Xu said to Yan Yun, "I'm so touched, I will personally come out to pick you up."

Yan Yun said nonchalantly: "I'm not moved, after all it wasn't your will."

"Yan Heqing, you're going too far. No matter how good our relationship is, you can't tear things apart in front of Ah Rao, right?"

"She knows you, don't hide it."

"what?"

Jin Xu gave a weird cry, "Tell me, did you speak ill of me to Ah Rao?"

Yan Yun remained silent.

Jin Xu squinted at him for a while, then looked at Su Rao and said, "A Rao, you can't cover him..."

"You have known each other for many years, is he a talkative person that you still don't understand?"

Su Rao looked at him with a smile, Jin Xu thought carefully and nodded, "That's true, except for his occasional inhumanity, he is not such a talkative person."

Someone inhumane gave him a cold look.

"It's not Ayun, then it certainly can't be Qichi. The master and slave are so bored that they compete with each other. I feel like I'm going to burn my mouth even if I say one more word..."

Jin Xu muttered to himself, and after finishing speaking, he turned his attention to a certain figure walking beside him without saying a word, grinning his teeth and said: "Zhu Yan, it's you, you want to be beaten!"

Only this guy is a master who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement!
Zhu Yan saw him, and complained to Yan Yun in a serious manner: "My lord, my subordinates feel that Mr. Jin has neglected to practice martial arts during this period, so he should beat him up."

"Well, that makes sense."

Yan Yun responded lightly.

Jin Xu laughed angrily when their master and servant sang and said, "If I hadn't checked the accounts for you recently, how could I be too busy to do this? Yan Heqing, you are killing a donkey."

Three eyes looked at him silently.

Jin Xu suddenly felt that something was wrong, and quickly changed his words: "You are a dead dog!"

There was another eerie silence.

It seems that there is a problem with how to say this sentence.

Jin Xu threw off the folding fan angrily, the fan was almost shaking, and strode forward, snorting coldly: "Careless in making friends, not careful in making friends..."

"Young master Jin, eat less later, so that you won't be unable to run when you are beaten."

Zhu Yan shouted from behind.

The figure in front didn't know if he was tripped, staggered, Zhu Yan tried hard to hold back a smile, and said to Yan Yun and Su Rao: "Look, as soon as you hear about being beaten, don't you immediately regain your spirits?"

Su Rao laughed and said, "Aren't you afraid that he will become angry from embarrassment?"

"That can't be."

Zhu Yan shook his head confidently, "He can't beat me!"

"He can't beat him, but..."

Su Rao hadn't finished speaking when she heard Jin Xu's sullen voice in front of her: "Uncle Zhuang, beat him up!"

As soon as the words fell, a gust of wind blew over from an unknown direction, and the black shadow flashed and went straight to the bamboo banquet.

"You cheat!"

Zhu Yan yelled, but before he could say anything else, he started to run wildly, screaming and screaming, "My lord, save me—"

His son raised his eyelids lazily, and his voice was neither high nor low, neither fast nor slow, enough for everyone to hear clearly, "Your skills should also be honed."

Qi Chi was eager to try, "My lord..."

There was a dim light of excitement flowing in his eyes.

Yan Yun glanced at him, "Go if you want."

"Subordinates retire."

Qi Chi hastily cupped his hands, tapped his toes, and quickly chased in the direction where the two disappeared. At this time, Prince Jin walked into the door of Shouyan Hall waving his fan contentedly.

Su Rao and Yan Yun walked side by side, and said in a low voice, "No wonder Han Sheng was captured alive. That Zhuang Bo is indeed a master. Can't last fifty strokes."

"They lack the experience of playing against masters, and Zhuang Bo has a measured shot."

Yan Yun's peaceful voice became more ups and downs, and he looked at her teasingly, "How long do you think you can fight Zhuang Bo?"

"If you fight openly, I'm afraid it won't last long."

Su Rao gently rubbed the base of her ear with one finger, and said slowly: "But if we use some means and strategies, maybe we can persist for a long time."

"Like what you did to Han Sheng?"

The son's words stabbed Su Rao's sore spot, and she felt a sharp pain from the almost healed scar on her shoulder.

The pain reminded her of Shizi's abnormality that night, looking back, too many things had already emerged.

But then she didn't realize it.

Su Rao laughed dryly, "You should quickly forget about these old sesame seeds and rotten millet!"

Didn't it mean that generally only girls' families would turn over old accounts!
Who did the son of the world follow with his temper?

Yan Yun saw her guilty conscience, smiled silently, and said sternly, "I said this to remind you not to just watch the excitement. Along the way, you have slacked off a lot on martial arts."

"In case we meet masters like Han Sheng and Zhuang Bo in the future, we can't use the stupid method of exchanging injuries for injuries."

"Slack?"

Su Rao scratched the back of her ears, and said doubtfully, "The inner strength I cultivate is special, and it can operate by itself when I sleep and meditate. I have been practicing like this for many years."

It is true that I have not practiced boxing kung fu for some days.

She had to admit it.

Hearing this, Yan Yun looked sideways at her, and for the first time in those thin eyes like autumn water, Su Rao saw an emotion similar to a wry smile.

"This kind of inner strength method is extremely picky about the practitioners. It is hard to find three or two people in the whole world. No wonder the one who is willing to send the dragon snake blade must accept you as an apprentice."

"He is not willing!"

Su Rao heard what he said was mysterious, and murmured in a low voice: "The old monk wants to be a white wolf for nothing, pick up a disciple for nothing, and let him drink. If I wasn't astute, I wouldn't have been able to get this snake blade."

"You!"

Yan Yun laughed, and shook his head helplessly, "The people in the world who want to worship Master Qingdeng as their teacher are like crucian carp crossing the river, and you are the only one who is so reluctant."

"What's so good about the old man?"

Su Rao smacked her tongue and said: "Lazy and greedy, lustful and good at drinking, and also looks like a godsend all day long, saying that secrets should not be revealed..."

When Yan Yun thought about Qing Deng's virtuous behavior, wouldn't it be the same as what she said?

But it is a crime to blaspheme the eminent monk with such words.

He had no choice but to remind: "Don't talk nonsense."

That's what he said, but there wasn't much blame in it.

Su Rao thought of the rumors that he had been in and out of Buddhist temples since he was a child, and that he had a deep connection with Buddhism, so she couldn't help sticking out her tongue, and didn't say any more rebellious words.

"arrive!"

After walking two steps, the candles in the hall were spread under the feet, and cheers came from inside: "Sister..."

The voice came from far to near, accompanied by the old man's frightened cry: "Slow down, don't fall, Yuan Bao, Yuan Bao, wait for Grandpa..."

A milky and soft little thing jumped at Su Rao's feet, hugged her leg, looked up at her with a smile.

"Sister, hug!"

Jin Yuanbao stretched out his chubby short arms.

Su Rao half squatted down and picked him up. At this time, Mr. Jin and Jin Xu also walked to the corridor. Seeing them, the old man smiled and said: "Come on, I heard that you are coming, this little guy has been yelling since the afternoon, even I don’t even feel like sleeping in the afternoon…”

Yan Yun bowed his hands to the old man and saluted, "The junior is bothering you."

Mr. Jin hurriedly helped him, "What's the trouble? It's too late for the old man to be happy if someone can talk with you. Come on in and talk."

They entered the hall.

Su Rao hugged Jin Yuanbao and talked to him, making the little glutinous rice dumpling giggle straight away, Jin Xu looked at it uncomfortable, "Little heartless, I am your brother..."

Jin Yuanbao smiled sweetly at him: "Brother Zhuzhu..."

(End of this chapter)