Lord Lan

Chapter 134
She opened her eyes, raised her hands and folded them in front of her chest, and when she moved slightly away, a small swirling vortex was immediately contained in the center of her palms.As she gradually opened her palm, the water vortex swelled violently, and when it reached a certain area, it rushed forward with her swinging arms.A stone wall broke through the ground with a "bang" and deliberately intercepted it. The water vortex hit it hard and made a flat loud noise, and then the stone wall turned into a mud vortex, and the water vortex shrank instantly and flew back to her spread out. Two palms.

She flicked her ten fingers again, and a cluster of flames and a whirlwind rose from each of the left and right palms.The whirlpools of the four sect arts, which symbolize water, earth, fire, and wind, are flying at high speed in her palms, expanding and contracting freely.Being able to control the strength of the patriarchal clan as she likes, does this mean that her patriarchal clan has a solid foundation?Su Julan stared closely at the four vortexes, seemingly satisfied with the result, but also a little surprised. A delighted smile appeared on Qingli's indifferent face, and she murmured: "...that's great, that's great."

She squeezed her palms together, she choked up with joy for a moment, then knelt down and hugged her knees, not knowing whether she was hurt by the scene or wept with joy.

The courtyard is full of fragrant flowers, and the courtyard is full of spring flowers and evening rain.The rain continued to fall, and the rain was slender, floating down from the sky eloquently.Butler Rong was leading a well-dressed young man towards the backyard, when the slanting rain wet the patterns on his cuffs, Ying Si frowned with a half-complaining smile: "Why is it raining all of a sudden? "

Butler Rong looked at this young and handsome little Zunwang, and said with a respectful smile: "Reporting to Little Zunwang, it's always raining today." Rong Cuo took him to the training ground, and after a cursory scan, he found no one there. Just when he was wondering where Su Julan would be, he saw the delicate and slender figure squatting on the ground, and said in surprise: "Miss Si?!"

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, gradually becoming a torrential downpour, with countless water flowing down the tiles of the eaves and splashing down in a hurry.

Rong Cuo was in a hurry, but a figure quickly passed by in front of him, Ying Si rushed out quickly, stretched out his hand to pull Su Julan up from the ground, and dragged her towards the corridor that could shelter the rain.

"You—" Su Julan's arm was suddenly scratched by someone, and she raised her eyes and was about to ask, but when she found out that it was Ying Si, she was taken aback for a moment, and was dragged up the corridor by him.

Rong Cuo looked at Su Julan, who was dripping wet, and made a reproachful tone because of worry: "Miss Si, the rain is so heavy, you will get sick from it." Just as Rong Cuo finished speaking, the rain suddenly became heavier.

Ying Si looked at her wet body, looked down at her embroidered shoes and skirt soaked in rain, and said amusedly, "Isn't it cold?" Su Julan's wet body trembled slightly after he said that.And he held her hand before letting go, the palm of his hand was warmer than hers, and he could feel the delicate lines in his palm.

Su Julan withdrew her hand, looked at him and said, "Why are you here?"

Ying Si was almost a head taller than her, so she lowered her head and brought her face closer, Bao Guang smiled brightly and said, "I miss you, Sister Lan."

Butler Rong was choked by Ying Si's unabashed words, he walked up to Su Julan and said, "Miss Si, you should change your clothes first."

Su Julan nodded.Ying Si suddenly asked anxiously: "What about me? My clothes and shoes are also wet, what should I do?"

Su Julan was about to say that it would be best for him to go back home, but Ying Si took the lead in turning the guest into the host: "Then it's better, Manager Rong, you prepare a guest room for my young master, four heaters, and seven plates of dim sum, don't forget Make another pot of hot tea."

Even Rong Cuo couldn't resist Ying Si's exquisite smiling face, so he nodded with a smile.Even though Su Julan looked a little hesitant, when she saw that Ying Si deliberately pulled her wet sleeves to blame her, she said quietly: "Housekeeper Rong, then you can serve Xiao Zunwang first, I'll go change clothes Come."

Seeing her meandering away, and the bright white gradually far away, Ying Sifang tilted his head and muttered: "Housekeeper Rong, I still like to see sister Lan wearing a tulle dress, just like the pink one-hundred-panel heel dress she wore yesterday. White shawl."

Rong Cuo seemed puzzled and said, "Miss Fourth was wearing a white dress yesterday, right?"

Ying Si suddenly realized, "Ah, is it? Then when did I see sister Lan dressed like this? Housekeeper Rong, doesn't sister Lan have such clothes?"

Rong Cuo is not sure.

Ying Si waved his hands and strode towards the other side, looking back and urging: "Butler Rong is not leaving yet? My young master is very delicate. If he catches a cold from the wind, he will infect sister Lan."

Rong Cuo hastened to follow.

Inside the room, Qiao Chu just came out of the closet holding another light pink hundred-color painting.

Su Julan turned around and saw it, paused for a moment and seemed to think of something, pointed to another light green long group and said: "Take that out."

"Yes." Qiao Chu put the fans back.

After changing into the green dress, she saw that Qiao Chu was about to put on a shawl for her again, but she also stopped him with her hand.Qiao Chu said: "Miss Si, it's raining outside and it's a bit chilly, you'd better wear it."

"It's okay," Su Julan waved her hand, and walked out in thin clothes.If you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, maybe Ying Si guessed something?
When she came to the guest room prepared by Rongcuo for Ying Si, the room was emitting heat from the stove, and Ying Si was already enjoying herself lying on the reclining couch, her half-dry, soft long hair was not bundled into the jade crown, and was casually draped. Drop your shoulders, coiled and spread on the pillow.That pair of magnificent and perfect pupils, for no reason, made her feel that there should be no such pair of eyes in the world.

Su Julan sat down on the chair in front of his couch, and took a thick bowl of ginger soup from the maid. "Young King, what do you want me to do?"

"Can't you go through the door if you have nothing to do? People say that the first time is familiar and the second time is familiar. Sister Lan, we have met so many times, and we should be familiar with it. But—" Ying Si turned over lazily, stared at her, and complained Said: "You are always so fierce to me!"

Su Julan smiled: "Little King Zun, I didn't beat you, and I never scolded you, so what's wrong?"

Ying Si raised her eyebrows and said, "You ignore me."

Su Julan said indifferently: "I can't bear the crime of yours. You are a little king, and your status is equal to that of my princess. If I ignore you, won't I commit a national crime?"

Ying Si complained, "But you don't like me—"

Su Julan was amused: "Whether I like you or not is my business, which law does this violate?"

"It's not me who started the chaos and finally abandoned it. Why did Sister Lan take her resentment on me?" Ying Si rashly brought up Ao Chushang and her past, but seeing that she was indifferent, she smiled slightly: "It seems that I need you The young master will use his clever and wise head to find a way to reunite Sister Lan and Chu Shang."

"Little Zunwang, please don't use the word reunion after a broken mirror." Su Julan's voice was trembling, and although she was still smiling, her eyes were cold: "I have no relationship with the Seventh Prince. This is a thing of the past. And mention, what is An De's heart?"

(End of this chapter)