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

Chapter 92 You can't use strong tactics, you can only play the emotional card
"Yan girl, let's go."

Lin Jingcheng couldn't stand it any longer, and rubbed the space between his brows impatiently.

"Uh-huh."

Ye Xiuyan raised her small face and nodded with a smile.

The little girl is hiding her secrets!

The servant's attention was always on Ye Xiuyan, watching her watch the whole show, but when he heard the words Shui Xiu Wuhen, his eyes flickered slightly, and he couldn't help expressing emotion.

If they didn't already know that Yan girl is Shui Xiu Wuhen, and she drew those illustrations, she must have been kept in the dark, foolishly watching the jokes.

"Let's go."

Lin Jingcheng didn't think much, took the little girl's hand and left the book shop.

*
Outside the bookstore.

"Damn girl, you"

The greasy-faced young man, clutching his tailbone, got up from the ground in a state of embarrassment.

Seeing the group of people coming out of the bookstore, he stared at Ye Xiuyan, and just about to say something arrogant, a sharp sword energy hit his right leg.

With a wail, he lay on the ground again, and fell to the ground.

Cut, shut-eyed guy.

If you dare to threaten girl Yan, it's your shit luck that the prince didn't break your leg.

Shi Jian raised his eyebrows slightly, gave him a supercilious look, and stepped over him.

"Hey."

Ye Xiuyan shook the maid's hairpin, and made another cut with a smile: "Such a stupid person, you'd better go home, if you walk around the street again, you won't know how he died."

"Cough cough."

The young man was so stimulated by her that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Hahaha."

Lin Jingcheng was in a good mood and laughed out loud.

*
"Did you see, the prince dotes on that little girl so much, now you understand why Young Master Li called you here?"

In the secluded corner of the book shop, Qian Yi, Qian Er and Xun Lin hid in the dark, watching all the scenes that happened just now.

"If it weren't for the prince."

Qian Yi's mind was complicated: "Young Master Li doesn't need to travel thousands of miles, just summon you from Fengqi Kingdom, and we can solve this matter."

"Young master Li has a fancy for someone, and no one can refuse to ask someone to do something."

Qian Yixin agreed: "With a little trickery, she has to agree if she doesn't agree."

Qian Yi felt helpless: "Now that the son is covering the little girl, he can't use strong methods, he can only play the emotional card."

"Little girl is lucky."

Qian Er was full of emotion: "In a remote place like the countryside, you can also meet your son."

"Stop talking nonsense, both of you."

Xun Lin stroked his beard stubble, and complained angrily: "Didn't it mean that her father would come to the bookstore to reply? It's been several days, and I haven't even seen anyone. How will the next play be performed?"

"Wait patiently."

Qian Er patted him on the shoulder, signaling him to be calm and not to be impatient: "Let's not talk about it, the son is in the country for a day, and we will stay in Lingyan County for a day, and we can't leave."

"I'll go, it depends on when."

Xun Lin rolled his eyes and didn't want to pay any attention to them.

*
Not far from the book shop, there is a blacksmith shop, two blacksmiths are sweating profusely, wielding big hammers, forging weapons.

The shop is not big, but there are complete weapons hanging on the walls.

Ye Xiuyan entered the blacksmith's shop, and was attracted by a delicate iron bow at a glance. She tiptoed, happily took it off the wall, and held it in her hand to play with.

"That bow is too small, use this."

Lin Jingcheng wandered around the shop, took down a set of bows and arrows for adults, and handed them in front of her: "You can't use your own bows and arrows for the shortlisted examination of the Imperial Academy. The specifications of the long bows are standard, and they are exactly the same as this bow."

(End of this chapter)