Lord Lan

Chapter 553 An Additional Little Ambiguity (1)
Knowing Su Julan's bean curd heart, Ying Si immediately picked up the pig's blood soup with a smile and said, "Okay. As long as sister Lan is willing to feed it, I dare to eat anything!"

Su Julan couldn't help laughing out loud, seeming to swallow Ying Si obediently spoon by spoon.She looked at the hideous blood-stained clothes on his body, and said: "Hurry up and change this clothes, it's full of blood."

"But I didn't bring any extra clothes. This one was torn by those monsters. You can mend it for me." Ying Si mumbled with hot soup in his mouth. Knowing that she was going to refuse, he immediately added more clothes. One sentence: "Don't refuse, you still owe someone a purse for more than half a year!"

Su Julan glanced at him.

After Yingsi finished eating, he took off the black-patterned red shirt and stuffed it into her arms without any explanation, then stole another incense, and hurriedly let go and left.

Su Julan could only accept his fate and took his clothes to soak, scrub, and dry them by spells. Finally, he took a basket of needlework tools and struggled with how to mend the clothes.

The maid who brought the sewing basket saw that Su Julan was worried about the needlework, and couldn't help but said: "Princess, let Xiaolan do this kind of work!"

"I also hope you can help. But according to Ying Si's temper, if he knows that I didn't sew it with my own hands, he will definitely tear the thread, move the stool and stare at me, watching me stitch by stitch!"

The maid Xiaolan couldn't help laughing immediately: "Princess, after hearing what you said, Xiao Zun Wang might really do this. Xiao Zun Wang is so cute. I have never seen such a fun young master like him, and no matter how I look at it, I think you are a good match." .Since the princess has to sew by herself and can’t ask others to help, let Xiaolan teach the princess how to sew?”

"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you." Su Julan smiled and pointed to the seat beside her, and the maid sat down to teach the maid.

Su Julan's talent in cultivation is also integrated into these female workers.Under the guidance of her right hand, these thin needles seemed to be half alive, and quickly jumped and pierced through the torn clothes, which surprised the maid, because she found that Su Julan's hand did not touch the silver needle at all.

After mending, it was only half a cup of tea time, which was very short, so short that ordinary people just yawned. Su Julan remembered the purse that Ying Si was thinking about, and picked some reddish ones in the embroidery basket. Fabric, let the maid teach the cutting and sewing of the purse, and a prototype of the purse will slowly come out, just add some patterns or words, and then lace and you're done.

Looking at the prototype, the maid looked delicate, and couldn't help admiring again and again: "The princess did a great job, it doesn't look like a beginner at all..."

"Can't see what sister Lan is learning?" Ying Si pushed the door in wearing a golden embroidered shawl. As soon as the door opened, a gust of wind rushed in, blowing all the light thread rags on the table to the ground.

Ying Si stuck out his tongue, quickly closed the snow-covered door behind him, quickly picked up the needle and thread on the ground before Su Julan punished him, and then sat down on the opposite side of Su Julan, pulling his ears and self-consciously saying: "I know I'm wrong!"

"That's right, I'm getting more and more conscious and honest!" Su Julan glanced at her, and continued to thread the silver needle with her right hand and sew.Ying Si looked at the purse she was sewing in her hands, her eyes rolled for a moment, and then she winked at the maid, who immediately covered her mouth and snickered knowingly, and walked away with the door knowingly.

Ying Si immediately grabbed the stool under the seat and moved to Su Julan's side bit by bit.

Su Julan's thin needle suddenly turned and pierced the hairy hand that touched it, and Ying Si cried out in pain, "Someone is going to murder my husband!"

Su Julan didn't lift her head and said, "You got carried away with the praise just now? Your surname is Ying, you said you don't know anything, and you have been trying to learn some hooligan things recently. It seems that my father is more discerning. I'm afraid even Shao Ledu is much more sensible than you!"

"Impossible! Who said I'm ignorant?!" Ying Si slapped the table angrily, raised his palms, counted his fingers, and said with righteous indignation: "My young master can enter the kitchen and exit the hall, and he is proficient in everything If you want to be cute, you can be cute and if you want to be domineering, you can be domineering. The whole Pirate City, men, women and children, are all convinced by my charm... Besides, I will--" Listed several dumbfounding things Ying Si rushed towards Su Julan's bed with righteous indignation, and shouted: "Warm the bed!"

With a turn of Su Julan's wrist, the entire bed moved more than half to the left.

The direction of Yingsi's jumping forward also quickly turned to the left, so the target still successfully threw himself into the soft bed.

Su Julan helplessly shouted: "Hello——"

Ying Si put one elbow on one hand and laughed back, "What are you doing?"

Su Julan flashed the thin silver needle in her hand, intending to threaten: "Get out of bed!"

"Don't get lost!" Ying Si lay on the bed and rubbed his hands and feet like breaststroke, with a sunny smile on his face.

Su Julan flicked his sleeve, and the thin needle in his hand flew out.

Ying Si grabbed the quilt next to him, quickly spun it once and put the thin needle into the quilt, raised his chin proudly and said, "See what else you can do?"

"Cold salad!" Su Julan laughed, raised her little finger and hooked the thread of the thin needle, pinched the other four fingers into a flower shape, a little purple light dripped from the fingertips onto the thread, and extended along the thread to the Win over there.

Ying Si quickly waved his sleeves and threw out the fine needle, but the fine needle turned back halfway and chased after him. He quickly rolled on the bed like a monkey, but he refused to get out of bed.

With her left hand, Su Julan reached for the tin box containing the fine needles in the sewing basket. Dozens of needles of various thicknesses flew into the air. Her left sleeve covered the silk threads in the basket. When she swept them away, the threads seemed to have eyes. After desperately going through the needles and returning to Su Julan's hands, she swept her sleeves away, and the group of needles stabbed at Ying Si aggressively.

Ying Si quickly crumpled the sheet into a stick shape, and began to dance whirringly.

Su Julan grasped the thread to control the needles, pierced fiercely from all sides, and instantly dismembered the "stick" in Yingsi's hand into cotton foam.Ying Si helplessly fell against the wall of the bed. Seeing the needles approaching aggressively again, he covered his eyes in fright and dared not look at them. The needles and threads were inserted into the wall precisely along the contours around him.

Ying Si secretly opened his right eye and looked around, and found that if he moved a little bit more, the needles would all be aimed at the flesh that he had managed to gain weight.He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then opened his voice and shouted: "It's really dangerous! Huh, sister Lan, you don't care about others, and I won't play with you again!" With a wave of his arms, all the needles came out of the wall , carrying the basket threaded back to Su Julan's side, recovered as before, and he sat cross-legged on the bed angrily and stared at her.

Su Julan walked over, poked his angry cheek, and said, "If you do what you say, you can ignore me from now on."

"Hmph!" Ying Si hummed sadly: "I can't do what I said!" Then he reached out to hug her, and shook her hand again.The candle that was as bright as daylight burned his pupils extremely brightly, and there was an unbelievably deep feeling in those eyes.It was as if there was nothing else in my life except her.As if without her, he would have no interest in life.

(End of this chapter)