The splendid years of a talented lady

Chapter 105 Knowing the truth (1)
Squeezing her throat and saying sourly, Su Xiazhi was immediately disgusted by herself.

Su Xiazhi felt sick because she was disgusted by herself.Min Lansheng was also wanting to vomit, because he was disgusted by the affectionate looking at An Yi, he could no longer look at him a second time, so he simply shifted his gaze to the big leafy tree.

"What's the matter?" He stopped a few steps into the woods.

This position is just right so that occasional passers-by can't see him, and he can quickly run out of the woods.

"Lan Sheng." The man who was dreaming of him was close at hand, he was already graceful standing there casually, An Yi couldn't hold back his excitement, and felt that he wanted to cry with joy.

The phrase 'Lan Sheng' is so lingering that Xiucai's spine gets chills, and he even wants to vomit!

"What's the matter?" Min Lansheng asked again.The tone was light, and there was an unconcealable boredom between opening and closing.

An Yi knew that Min Lansheng hated her...

"Lan Sheng..."

The sound of rustling clothes came from behind along with the staggering footsteps. Min Lansheng, who had been concentrating on hearing it, didn't look back after hearing it. He rushed towards the poplar tree in front of him.

He turned his head to one side and sucked his nose, forcing down the tears welling up in his eyes, and said in a sharp voice: "Brother Yu lives like a year! Thinking of you marrying a fool, Brother Yu would like to die!"

"Then why don't you die?" Min Lansheng turned to face him.

Min Lansheng looked at him for a long time before saying lightly: "I think you are Mr. An's son, and I have repeatedly ignored you. I thought you would retreat in the face of difficulties, but I didn't want to make things worse!"

He's a scholar, he doesn't know how to fight and use violence, and he caught his sleeve unexpectedly in a few moments!
This made Min Lansheng, who wanted to run away at first, agitated. The anger in his chest had reached the point where he couldn't control it. He raised his leg suddenly, thinking that he would use the strength of his leg to separate the two bodies that were close together. , Who would have thought that this leg lift would hit An Yi's straddle heavily, causing him to fall down with a scream, rolling on the ground clutching his lower abdomen.

The small porcelain bottle in his hand happened to fall to Min Lansheng's feet. Anxiously, he bent down to pick it up, pulled out the cork, grabbed An Yi's hair, and stuffed the whole bottle into his mouth. He patted the bottom of the bottle and shouted frantically: "You bastard...you dare to play the Lord's idea... drink! Swallow the bottle for me!"

In desperation, he didn't know that he had already blurted out the lady's catchphrase.

The bottle held by An Yi's mouth was slapped by Min Lansheng until it hit his throat. He couldn't swallow it or spit it out. He even had difficulty breathing. belly.

The time I can't breathe is as long as a lifetime.

He stared at Min Lansheng's face before his eyes darkened, seeing his crazy and distorted expression, he still wanted to raise his hand to touch his face.

Just die... An Yi, who can't sleep well every night, feels that he is going to die, and he must touch him before he dies...

Almost exhausting the last bit of strength in his body, An Yi tremblingly raised his hand, and after only a few inches, Min Lansheng stepped on the ground with his foot, and stomped a few times: "How dare you move?" ! Dare to move!"

"Master! Master!" The servant following An Yi outside the forest heard something was wrong with the voice inside, and he ran in in a panic.

The master gave repeated orders not to allow the young master to approach the mountain village near Mr. Min, but the young master was disobedient and ran this way as if he had lost his soul. No matter how much he persuaded him, it was useless.

Moreover, he is not allowed to follow him closely. Now if the young master has something good or bad, he will not even think about living. At least he will be whipped by the young lady when he goes back!
Mr. An doesn't care about world affairs, and now he is devoted to learning in the academy, so the management of the An family falls to Miss Anjing.

Miss An looked at a delicate and weak woman, but her family management methods were more ruthless than that woman and mistress who had been married for many years!

With a pleasant face, you can be rewarded with a whip and board, and you can also gag the servants from shouting.

Last time, because the young master secretly climbed Jiulong Mountain, he suffered twenty boards in vain, and lay on the bed for three whole days before he got off the ground.Hearing Min Xiucai's ruthless voice in the woods now, the boy's legs were so frightened that his legs went limp, fearing that An Yi would have been beaten to death.

An Yi is not dead, but the current appearance looks very scary!
The corners of the lips, which had only grown a few days ago, seemed to have been torn open again, and the blood was splashing all over the neck.

Min Lansheng got up and left the forest when the boy ran into the forest.No matter how unbearable the fire in his heart was, his remaining rationality still told him - don't kill anyone.

"Don't chase..." Pushing the porcelain vase out of his mouth with his tongue, An Yi moaned and stopped the servant who had been with him since he was a child: "This happened because of me, don't blame him."

The servant walked back tremblingly and helped the young master up from the ground. The servant stretched out his hand and picked up the branches and grass leaves that were stuck to his body: "Master, I beg you! Just let it go this time, later Don't provoke Min Xiucai anymore!"

It was only at this time that An Yi's breath gradually changed, and the blackness in front of his eyes slowly dissipated. He panted heavily, letting fresh air into his chest cavity, and he said with two bony 'ribs' undulating: "You don't I understand, you all don't understand..."

The boy took out the handkerchief from An Yi's armband and wiped the blood on his face indiscriminately: "How can you tell me to go back when you are like this..."

With a crisp 'snap', An Yi raised his arm and slapped the boy's face with all his strength, but his strength is limited now, and the claws with long nails are scratching and scratching the boy's face. There are also flowers hanging on it.

An Yi didn't have much ability, although An Huaiyuan disliked him by being idle and not doing business, he was still kind to the servants in the mansion.

Occasionally, when he was happy, he would reward the boy with a few coins, but this was the first time he had beaten him.So both master and servant were stunned, watching face to face...

No one in the family treats me well, only this young man who bought me back to accompany me is sincerely treating me well, slapping An Yi makes me sober up a lot.

(End of this chapter)