Madam is the super darling of Lord Quan

LAN Ruo Wan stands up and pushes uncle yang to go

He looked at the little boy on the bed, and his eyes were red. "Commander, blame me, blame me! She didn't take good care of the second young lady, which made her look like she is now. Now, the young master is scared like this again... "

"Uncle Yang, don't do that"

Her eyes were red and her tears were dropping down

Xiaolian with anxious, flustered, all kinds of worry and worry, intertwined with each other

"Miss, you must take good care of yourself."

"I will, uncle Yang, don't worry! Hu Ma has gone to buy Requiem incense. Ruofeng will be fine too... "

"Good, that's good!" Yang Bing clenched his fist tightly and thumped the wooden chair beside him as if he were giving himself confidence

a moment

Blue if Wan back over the body, gently wipe their tears, pushing uncle Yang back to the room

When you come back

Hu Ma also came in

She quickly came forward and asked, "Hu Ma, but did you buy it back?"

Hu Ma's old face was full of desperation and decadence. She said in a trembling voice: "no, miss, the whole soul soothing incense of Pingyang city has been bought by the commander. What should we do now? If master Feng looks like this, you can... "

What a worry!

Said, she wiped tears, for their own useless and feel remorse!

LAN Ruo Wan handed over the clean, blue handkerchief, "Hu Ma, don't worry, are you sure? There's no Requiem? "

"No... no, miss, no more!"

Hu Ma supported the table and chair, lowered herself, sobbing

LAN Ruo Wan was more worried and helped her to a chair

He lowered his head and thought, "Marshal? The commander of Pingyang city? Is it him? "

Why did he do that?

What do you do with all the Requiem incense?

At this time, aunt Xiu also came in with a face of vicissitudes

LAN Ruo Wan helped her sit down, poured her a cup of tea, and asked, "aunt Xiu, but the headmaster also said that?"

Can't it be the same as Lin Fuzi's saying that he can only take it again in the next academic year?

She shakes her head, grabs LAN Ruo Wan's little hand, and says anxiously, "no, miss, it's me who pours on the air. Principal Yin is not in Yin's house. Listen to the servant of the porter, he says that he has been asked to leave by some Marshal!"

"Bang --"

LAN Ruo Wan's hand holding the tea cup was released for a moment

The tea cup falls to the ground and breaks in response to the sound

On the dark red carpet, on the medium gray marble, a little tea was sprayed

Fragments are also fierce

It's dazzling

Her pale face, heart, more and more sink down

Hu Ma and Xiu Yi also silenced for a moment, looked at each other, and a bad guess emerged

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Marshal, residence

Sitting on his side, principal Yin was terrified and drank the tea in his hand. He didn't understand the reason why the marshal asked him to go to the mansion

The main sitting, a man dressed in a noble dark green uniform, as always domineering, not close

He slowly put down the white jade cup in his hand, raised the white jade cup in his hand, looked at the front, as if inadvertently, and poured it out like that

"I heard that today's public school examination?"

"Exactly, the final examination of each academic year"

"Well, what about those who don't take the exam?"

Headmaster Yin looked up and couldn't make up his mind. He deliberated and said, "in the past years, if you were absent from the exam, you would have to redo the academic knowledge of this academic year..."

"Of course, it depends on the situation. If there is any special reason, the public school will consider it carefully and make a decision!"

"That's it The man tasted a mouthful of tea, greasy eyes, said with a smile: "this tea is good, do you think?"

"Not bad, not bad!" President Yin, holding the cold sweat on his forehead, nodded and agreed

"Well, what kind of tea did President Yin taste?"

"This -" he was worried and didn't know what to say

He doesn't know how to taste tea

I can't answer that

Quan Jiang Heng's lips became bigger and bigger. He dropped his cup and said: "I don't know what kind of tea it is. I only know how to drink it. You say --"

"Why care so much?"

Hearing the sound, principal Yin stood up in fright

The cold sweat of the forehead straight up, trembling body, promised: "yes, don't care so much, don't care about..."

The man stood up, looked at him condescensively, and ordered coldly: "you don't have to care. Why do you think you have to reject a person in an examination?"

"You say --"

"Right?"

"Yes, that's right. That's right. When I go back, I'll delete and modify the unreasonable rules of the public school. I'll make the marshal satisfied. I'll make the marshal satisfied..."

He bent his lips and laughed, red lips more and more wantonly hook people, "very good, President Yin's correct attitude, is the public school's model."

"Don't dare, don't dare, marshal Miao Zan!"