Chapter 49
After Hua Jiao retreated, Jing Lan opened the door for a while before coming in. There is no doubt that Hua Jiao had already retreated to the dark place. Jing Lan asked herself that her kung fu is not weak, but every time Hua Jiao appeared He can always scare himself every now and then—the people around An Mei, as expected, are all well-known and important figures in the Jianghu.

"Miss." Jing Lan stepped out of the shock brought by Hua Jiao, frowned, and was about to say something.

Yunling glanced at her, lowered his eyes and smiled, "What's the matter? Did your sweetheart make you unhappy?"

Angrily, Jing Lan threw a small note to her, turned around and left—hmph, joking or something, I don't like it the most!

Yunling unfolded it, and there were only a few words written on the note, which seemed to be a reply from someone who followed Qi Shao. This was the first time Yunling received such a signal, and of course it couldn't be decrypted for a while. So she talked nonsense, and swore to the sky that she would never make fun of her again, and Jing Lan re-entered unashamedly.

"Grandma Jinglan, tell me quickly, what do these words mean?"

Jing Lan then carefully translated the specific meaning of the note, talking about what happened after Qi Shao went out from Yunfu today, and gave a general idea of ​​Yan Wuhen's meaning, and at the end Jing Lan looked Angrily: "I can't imagine that Mr. Yan would have such an idea! Miss, Jing Lan retracts all the good things said about him in the past, and raises her hands in favor of Miss not marrying!"

Fenmo came in from the outside, holding the dying Eighth Younger Sister in her hands, followed by the elated Bailiyan, and when she came in, she saw Jinglan facing the enemy, the honest girl frowned: "Sister Jinglan, what is this?" What's the matter? How can you yell at Miss?"

Jing Lan slapped it with a palm, and Fen Mo dodged cleverly, her face flushed, "Miss, Jing Lan is bullying!"

"Okay Jinglan." Yunling took the Eighth Younger Sister from Fenmo's hand, turned around and stuffed it with a vermilion fruit, "What is Yan Wuhen's plan, sister doesn't want to worry about it at all, as long as He doesn't bring bad ideas to my head, let him be crazy and proud, there will always be a day when he falls."

Bai Liyan shook his head to express that he didn't understand. Ba Xiaomei was played too hard by him today, and her hair was almost pulled out. At this moment, he was holding up the feather in his hand to ask Yunling for credit: "My lady, my lady, Xiao Yan Great or not! Xiao Yan even defeated the eighth younger sister!"

Yunling sighed, and said earnestly: "Xiaoyan, why do you have to pluck the eighth little sister's hair? Don't you like it?"

"No, no." Xiao Yan was very happy, "Xiao Yan likes Ba Xiaomei very much! Ba Xiaomei can fly, talk and grow such beautiful feathers, Xiao Yan thinks she is so amazing!"

"Since you like playing with it so much, why do you want to pluck its fur?" Yunling was very serious, "Xiao Yan, tell me, if someone says they like you but insists on taking off your clothes, what will you do?" won't you be happy?"

"Xiaoyan beat him!" Bailiyan raised his fist.

"The eighth little sister's feathers are her clothes. If you pluck her feathers, you will be picking her clothes. Xiao Yan, this is wrong." Ling has endless patience, maybe it's because of his good looks, or maybe it's something else, in short, for such an innocent child, she can't even bear to say serious things.

Bailiyan was a little flustered and kept jumping his feet in a hurry. Yunling stopped him and listened patiently to his explanation. It seemed that no one had ever given a reason to the domineering Master Jiu, so he still had to explain this kind of thing. It's really the first time.

(End of this chapter)

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