concubine, you cant do

Chapter 182 Lei Tang Shows His Goodwill (4)
Lan Jinglei stared at Leng Yannuo for a while, seeing that he was sure of his admiration, then he smiled, and with a move, his disciple withdrew his sword, "Little girl is arrogant, it's not right to think about it." Lan Jinglei almost gritted his teeth and uttered a sentence. Who is his daughter? If you want to marry, you will also marry the one in Tianmu Jingcheng.

Compared to the anger of Hall Master Lei's disciples, the disciples of Hall Master Yun almost couldn't laugh out loud. This Mr. Luoyan is really talented, let Hall Master Lei hold it in his palm for fear of melting, and hold it in his mouth I'm afraid that the current Patriarch Lan will be your concubine, what do you think?

Leng Yannuo didn't press too hard, he was very knowledgeable, and arched his hands together, "I just mentioned it casually, I mentioned it casually, hahahaha."

"Okay, please invite Mr. Luo Yan and his wife to go to the evening banquet." After Lan Jinglei finished speaking, he walked away, followed by his disciples one by one.

Leng Yannuo cast a glance at Lan Jingyun, who was still drinking tea, "It's so imposing, I won't even say hello to your host when I leave."

"It's you that they want to win over, and I've gotten used to it over the years, but it's the first time that his deputy hall master slapped himself to beg your forgiveness. I think Lan Jinglei cares about you very much."

"It's because I care about the wealth behind me." Leng Yannuo wanted to laugh. If he told Lan Jinglei one day that the wealth behind him was the Li Palace that your daughter wanted to marry into, then...

"However, your Lan family is really complicated. You are obviously a direct brother, but you look like a stranger. It's really..." Leng Yannuo shook his head in disapproval.

Lan Jingyun got up suddenly, stared at Leng Yannuo seriously for a while, and then said softly, "It's not easy to visit the Lan family, Lan Jinglei can make the capable deputy hall master slap himself in front of you, and he can do it when he doesn't need you in the future." It makes it difficult for you to move an inch, and it is difficult for you to walk."

"We'll wait and see, but just don't interfere, I'm going to the banquet tonight, I have something to remind." Leng Yannuo looked like he had no heart, and he became more and more familiar with Lan Jingyun.

Lan Jingyun thought for a while, then sighed softly, "I know you are strong in martial arts, and the power behind you is not low, but the Lan family has been around for hundreds of years, even though I have already..." What did Lan Jingyun say again, without going any further? "Be careful. There is a man in red beside Lan Jinglei. He is an aide that Lan Jinglei invited from nowhere. He makes suggestions and his methods are extremely cruel." After a long pause, Lan Jingyun said again, "Be careful Bar."

"Okay." Although Leng Yannuo has revenge, but also has a sense of gratitude, seeing Lan Jingyun's kindness, he replied seriously.

Those disciples looked at Leng Yannuo with admiration and then retreated.

Only Leng Yannuo and the scholar in white were left in the hall.

"How about it, have you thought about it? I don't have time for you to think long." Leng Yannuo's voice was cold and deep.

The white-clothed scholar is still in white, but he has already changed into his crumpled and down-and-out clothes. Hearing the cold promise, he just stepped forward, "Hey, the down-and-out scholar pretended to be, and the cold man pretended to be too. It's really oily." Don't go in, the lord really has a good eye." The white-clothed scholar spoke at this time, his tone and voice were completely different from usual, but instead he was mischievous and laughing.

Leng Yannuo smiled, "Just don't shoot cold arrows in my back, otherwise, if I kill you by chance, Murong Shengrui won't say anything."

"Yes, yes, yes." The white-clothed scholar replied in a fluttering voice, "I used to be the most powerful hidden guard around the lord..." There was a sound of breathing in the air, and the white-clothed scholar looked embarrassed, paused, and then continued. Said, "One, now...it really is Wei Bubi." Yang Yang sighed.

Leng Yannuo glanced at the white-clothed scholar. At this moment, this man returned to his original aura. The elegant scholar's robe on him was really funny. There were rumors that there were eighteen secret guards in Prince Li's mansion, and she once thought it was Qingyi. In the eighteenth year of the Qing Dynasty, but ever since he left Beijing, he felt a vague aura around him, and then suddenly realized, his mind became clear, and Murong Shengrui also had a lot of secrets.

There are also those who pass on the news of the letters between him and Murong Shengrui, and their martial arts are more than two grades higher than Qingyi and Qinger.

"Hey, what's your ranking?"

"Two, dark two." The white-clothed scholar replied honestly.

"Two?" Leng Yannuo was amused, "There are indeed enough two."

What's the point of these two?The white-clothed scholar was secretly suspicious, and when he turned around and met Xiangye or Hanshuang, he asked.

"Okay, just figure it out. If you want to pretend to be a scholar, just pretend to be a little bit, maybe what will happen tonight?" After saying that, Leng Yannuo raised his foot and wanted to walk out of the hall.

The white-clothed scholar suddenly put his hands on his bib, and said in a low and mysterious voice, "Hey, Wang...you said that if I tell the prince that you want to take a concubine for him, what expression will the prince have?"

Leng Yannuo stopped in her tracks, turned her head and smiled Canbi Taohua, "You, yes, try."

That smile was very seductive, but the white-clothed scholar shuddered all over, and immediately shut up. The next second, he looked like a cold scholar again.

On the other side, as soon as Lan Jinglei brought the deputy head and his disciples out of the cloud hall, the deputy head hurriedly stepped forward to say, "Hall master, I don't know whether to tell the master about this matter, she must be more concerned about this Mr. Luoyan when she is far away in the capital." To be more familiar."

Lan Jinglei pondered for a while, then stopped her hand, "No, let her handle things in the capital with peace of mind."

Yueliu Nian is never an idle person. During this period, he not only made good friends with those Yuntang disciples, but also won over Mrs. Yu, and by the way, even his autistic son seemed willing to say a few more words to him. Lan Jingyun was grateful.

Of course, Leng Yannuo also knew a lot of gossip about the Lan family from Yue Liunian.

It turned out that Lan Jinglei was quite polite to Lan Jingyun, and the other two Feng Yu hall masters were not as good as strangers to him. Why? The reason is that Lan Jingyun's direct bloodline has attracted suspicion so far, and he refused to say that it was decades ago. Although the Lan family was divided into four divisions of wind, cloud, thunder and rain, it was not as clear as it is now. The wife gave birth to Lan Jinglei, Lan Jingyu and Lan Jingfeng were born to the second wife, and it is said that the eldest wife of the head of the Lan family disappeared for a few days before she was pregnant with Lan Jingyun, and when she came back, it was rumored that she was pregnant, so...

Of course, no one dared to discuss these important news, so Leng Yannuo finally rejoiced that it was the right choice for him to bring Yueliu Nian.

Of course, Leng Yannuo felt that the three hall masters of Feng Lei Yu were absolutely intentional. The heirs of the capital's elites competed for the Lan family's current situation, and Lan Jingyun and Lan Jinglei's three-point similarity was definitely the master of the Lan family. Son, these people are either blind, or they are running on purpose.

This Lan Jingyun is also a talent, although he was laughed at as a soft-footed shrimp and afraid of his wife, but he never tired of it, and Leng Yannuo finally understood why those disciples were not shocked by Yu's chasing her husband with a kitchen knife. On the first day of check-in alone, this kind of drama was staged three times.

(End of this chapter)