Misidentifying his own father: the supernatural son, the spiritual doctor mother

Chapter 65 Cupware or Washware?Encountered berserk snatching by beautiful men! 【5】

"It should be him who should make up, not you!" Dugu Lan pointed to Xiao Xiaoling, "When he grows up, let him make up for me."

Uh……

Does this work too?
Well, she saves money, and she's actually quite happy with it.

"Also, you stay and take care of me until I recover from my injury." Dugu Lan added.

"I will definitely take responsibility for your injuries." Lin Xiaoling nodded vigorously, "But it should be healed in a few days. Your injuries are basically on the front side, so you should be able to apply the medicine yourself."

"So soon?"

"Of course, it doesn't matter who treated it for you." Lin Xiaoling was very proud, but she didn't notice that under Dugu Lan's slender eyelashes, there was a sudden look of loneliness in her eyes.

After removing the stitches for Dugu Lan, applying the medicine, and making sure that he would not move around or leave new scars, Lin Xiaoling took Xiao Xiaoling away from the Fighting Qi Association.

"Mother, I don't believe you plan to stay here forever." Xiao Xiaoling recalled the conversation between Jiang Nan and his subordinates at the door just now, and looked at Lin Xiaoling hard, trying to see some clues.

Lin Xiaoling said with a smile: "We are under strict surveillance and cannot move around, so you have to help mother with something."

"Go ahead."

"You know invisibility, don't you?"

"Only invisibly for a short time."

"That's fine. You help me send a letter to the embassy to Ziyi, Nangong Chenyan's favorite concubine. I think she will help us get out of here."

"It turns out, mother, you have long thought about retreating."

"Of course, who am I, mother, I'm so smart, how can they trap me?"

……

If his mother wasn't so narcissistic, it would actually be pretty good.

Xiao Xiaoling cursed in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out.

Naturally, everything went smoothly in delivering the letter. Jiang Nan's people were all staring at Lin Xiaoling, and no one paid attention to where a four or five-year-old child had gone.

In the inn, Yan Zimo listened to Lin Xiaoling's plan with great interest.

He was the one who was tragically abandoned by his elder brother. In order to make him Yuemanlou's apprentice, Yan Zixiao took him away overnight while he was asleep, left him a letter, and a few taels. Not enough money to go home, in addition to helping him pay for ten days' rent and meals.

Telling him to take ten days to think about it is actually an ultimatum, because after ten days he will be kicked out by the innkeeper.

"It's okay to help you, but there is one condition."

"Say!"

"Help me pay the rent for another ten days."

"Five days!"

"make a deal!"

Lin Xiaoling rolled her eyes, what could a young master who couldn't lift his hands or shoulders do, once he got to the point where there was no family relief, he couldn't even move an inch, even if he wanted to earn some money.

Early the next morning, a woman with an oil-paper umbrella came out from the gate of the inn. "Her" hand was pressed down so low that people couldn't see "her" face clearly. "On her body, but looking at "her" clothes, they are the ones Lin Xiaoling wore yesterday, and there is a little little spirit bouncing around "her", she must be right.

The pursuers followed the two figures, one tall and one short, and at this moment, at the back door of the inn, a carriage slowly approached. A young man in brocade clothes waving a fan got into the carriage, and the carriage drove aimlessly on the street. Inside the car, sat a woman in purple clothes wearing a veil, and who was that young man in brocade clothes, Lin Xiaoling who was not a woman disguised as a man?
(End of this chapter)