The group pets the little fisherman, she has a lot of happy events

"will not."

A trace of coldness flashed in Ye Xiuyan's eyes, and she dismissed it with disdain: "Although the people from the Dark Night Sect act strangely, they belong to the crooked way of the immortal sect that hundreds of families are not ashamed to associate with, and they do not pose the slightest threat to the brothers and the others."

"If you want to talk about the truly frightening existence in the world of cultivating immortals, who can compare to Master Qianmian Poison Doctor? Even people from the Anyemen dare not openly provoke him."

"Ji Wushuang was trapped by love, hated Master for many years, and could only connive at the Dharma Protector doing bad things behind the scenes and killing people with a knife."

"Now that she has become a useless person, her life is in our hands. If I lend her a hundred courage, I won't dare to be a demon again, besides"

Ye Junlan's heart beat faster: "Besides what?"

"The person she was obsessed with beat her up with his own hands."

Ye Xiuyan paused, showing some sarcasm: "Even if a woman is stupid, she should see the facts clearly and repent."

"So good."

Ye Junlan smiled in relief, and at the same time she breathed a sigh of relief, she glanced out of the window seemingly unintentionally.

"Mother."

Ye Xiuyan had a delicate mind and could see his intentions: "It's almost noon, we should go to Zuixian Tower to see Brother Lin off."

"Go."

The empress dowager dotes on the pair of children, naturally she has no objection, and readily agrees: "The empress mother is also returning to the palace, let's go out together."

"Okay."

Ye Xiuyan cordially held the queen's arm, and the mother and daughter left the study, pushing the wheelchair, one on the left and the other on the right.

*
Drunken House.

The window of the private room facing the street on the third floor was open, Lin Jingcheng folded his arms and leaned against the edge of the window boredly.

"Da da da."

A carriage came out from an alley not far away, and the driver was very familiar with him. It was Ye Junlan's personal servant, Qing Lin.

It's finally here!
Lin Jingcheng laughed jokingly, turned out the window, and jumped directly from the third floor.

Ye Xiuyan got out of the carriage and was about to get off, when she was startled by the figure falling from the sky, her heart trembled, and without thinking, she spun around and kicked, kicking the person in the heart.

Lin Jingcheng flew in mid-air and was almost kicked away.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and in a flash, his body rotated half a circle at an incredible angle, and his toes lightly tapped on the horse's head before he landed smoothly, avoiding the tragedy of being embarrassing in public.

"Uh."

Ye Xiuyan was embarrassed, seeing that it was him, she retracted her foot embarrassingly.

"Sister, you are not righteous!"

Lin Jingcheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he dashed over and pinched his pink cheeks: "Bullying people twice a day, is it addictive to bully you, Big Brother Lin?"

Hey, a boy who likes to pinch other people's cheeks is really uncute.

Ye Xiuyan's face darkened, she slapped his hand away, and twitched her fingertips twice, she couldn't help it, she reached out her hand, and pinched his cheek.

She pulled her hands to the sides vigorously, pinching out a painful and funny emoticon pack.

"Hahaha."

Seeing this scene, Ye Junlan patted her thigh and laughed so hard.

"Hey, it hurts so much."

Lin Jingcheng shook his head, broke free from someone's clutches, rubbed his poor cheeks, and a similar image suddenly flashed in his mind.

Ten years ago, in the medical center of Jishitang, he seemed to have been pinched on the cheek.

It hurts too much.

The glutinous rice dumpling from back then, and the harmless little girl who smiled in front of me gradually merged together.

"Oh, I remembered."

He patted his forehead, pretending to suddenly realize: "Sister, you are the little one who took my purse and gave me medicine back then."

Thank you, little fairy, for feeding the cat monthly pass with poetic charm.

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