After being reincarnated as a bad woman, I became my enemy?

Hang Yanling froze for a moment, and then quickly laughed awkwardly: "Haha, senior sister, you, what are you kidding, okay, let go, my ribs are so painful and I can't breathe..."

Hearing this, Yan Qiuyu slowly let go of her hand and took a step back.

At this moment, her expression has returned to normal, in line with everyone's heart, the smile that belongs to [Second Disciple of Lianhua Palace]

"Junior Sister, I'm sorry, I'm just... a little excited."

The red eye sockets and nose showed Yan Qiuyu's emotional turmoil just now, but it was too much conflict with the perfect smile at this time.

Hang Yanling sensed something was wrong, and quickly tried to change the subject: "Wow, Senior Sister's new dress is very nice! It suits you very well!"

"Is it a good fit?"

Yan Qiuyu showed a sweeter smile on her face with teardrops, she pinched her skirt shyly, and turned around gently in front of Hang Yanling.

Then he stood still and asked sweetly, "Is it prettier than your oiran sister?"

"Of course—er, what is Oiran sister? People don't know."

Hang Yanling reacted quickly and changed her words. It can be said that Qiu Yu put her hands lightly on Hang Yanling's shoulders, making Hang Yanling feel her shoulders sinking, as if her senior sister's hands and feet weighed a thousand catties.

"This pink dress is very suitable for you, Junior Sister...it looks like...it came from that kind of place..."

"Uh, this, this is just a skirt I bought on the way, besides, senior sister, how do you know what that kind of place looks like!"

Yan Qiuyu's smile was still so innocent and gentle: "Don't you remember? When we were young, you and I strayed into that kind of place...it scared you to tears."

"Ah... yes, is there such a thing? Why don't I remember."

"No, I just made it up to test you."

"Oh, I hate you, Senior Sister, why are you trying to test your good Junior Sister, okay, okay—let's go first——"

"Junior Sister, are you tired of talking to me so soon?"

"No...no..."

"Where you want to go is of course your freedom, and you have grown up too... Hehe, even if I am curious about that kind of place, I won't say much."

Yan Qiuyu gently tidied up the collar of Hang Yanling's chest, then paused with her fingers in front of the collar, and said with a smile: "Just come back next time, remember not to wear the clothes that people gave you... and... If you smell this unclean smell too much, you will get sick."

"Uh."

Hang Yanling didn't know what to say for a while, she looked up again, and found her young self laughing beside her.

of course

Why don't you laugh?

Fu Tianqing was originally dissatisfied with the fact that she was beaten downstairs while Hang Yanling was having fun with her big sister upstairs.

One yard for one yard, the gratitude of getting the Lingyin ginseng fruit, and the annoyance of only sharing the bitterness but not the joy, are two different things.

Just as Fu Tianqing was admiring the bewildered Hang Yanling with satisfaction, she found Hang Yanling over there looking at her.

A bad premonition flashed in her mind, Fu Tianqing turned around without thinking and was about to leave.

But Hang Yanling behind him still shouted: "I'm confessing! I'll report! I was only arrested as a flower girl, and the young master of the Fu family went whoring!!! If you don't believe me, look at his clothes——"

Fu Tianqing didn't have the slightest surprise in her heart about Hang Yanling's framing out of thin air. Before she ran away, she turned her head and gave Hang Yanling a big middle finger, and scolded: "You little bastard who came here just by opening your mouth, I knew you would sell it!" I!!!!"

"Senior Sister! He is your fiancé, he went shopping at a brothel at a young age, what should he do when he grows up?! I have been blocking... Hey, Senior Sister, where is he?"

"Gaba."

The sound of dislocated bones.

"Pfft."

The sound of the body of a 17-year-old boy falling to the ground.

"I am here."

The voice of the gentle 15-year-old second disciple of Lianhua Palace answered.

"...Senior sister, when did you... no, that... Fu Tianqing..."

The trembling voice of the 13-year-old fourth disciple of Lianhua Palace.

"Fiancé? Huh? Isn't there just a man who went shopping in brothels when he was underage lying here? It's disgusting...it feels dirty...Junior Sister, can we throw him down the mountain? Anyway, he is not from Linlang Academy now. Formal disciples are not qualified to stay here."

"Wait, senior sister, isn't he your elder brother?! You move it lightly... Fuck, hey, senior sister, why did you put him on the steps?!"

"As a disciple in charge of Lianhua Palace, the most important thing for me is to abide by the rules. This is the same for Linlang Academy... Brother Fu didn't send a letter of recommendation, and he can only join Linlang Academy after three days, so..."

Yan Qiuyu smiled gently, and lifted her foot gently.

"Brother Fu can go down the mountain after seeing you off."

With one kick, Fu Tianqing was kicked down the 830-meter white marble steps.

Driven by the force of gravity and gravity, the fainted boy rolled down the steps step by step.

Hang Yanling screamed and stepped forward, but the short legs of the 13-year-old girl obviously couldn't catch up with the 15-year-old boy who rolled down the steps.

"Damn!! Don't!! Grandpa's head!! Grandpa's arm!!! Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooeys

Chapter 39 Either You Two Are Master-Student

In the dead of night, the chilling cicadas are singing.

The petite girl was carrying a burden that was bigger than her body, and she tiptoed and walked cautiously in Linlang Academy.

Her actions are very professional, she has been stepping on the shadow, and the dark aura is wrapped around her body, making her figure almost perfectly melted into the darkness.

Finally, the petite girl groped her way to a white bamboo building in Linlang Academy, raised her head to take a closer look, and saw three big characters [Medical Center] written on the mahogany plaque.

"call……"

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, the bag she was carrying squirmed strangely twice, and dark red liquid seeped out.

After moving her shoulders, the girl pushed open the door and walked in with a sack on her shoulders.

There was a scent of medicine in the room, and there was a burning medicine stove in the lobby. The gurgling smoke lingered in the room, and when it floated into the sky, it was absorbed by a piece of red jade.

And in front of the Yaostove, sitting upright was a beautiful younger sister with a single ponytail, shaking a small shop fan and looking at the fire of the stove, raising her head.

The two girls looked at each other.

"...Let me say, Third Senior Sister, is your setting fixed to refresh on the hospital map?"

"Setting... Refresh? What do you mean?"

The third senior sister stopped the cattail fan in her hand, and when she saw that the person who walked into the room was Hang Yanling, her face was overjoyed, and then she collapsed: "You didn't die on the road? The second senior sister is waiting for you in the square every day." .”

"Oh, I know, didn't you come back to see Second Senior Sister? Just in time, Third Senior Sister, what are you doing here?"

"Help, Uncle Bishui...Mr. Bishui said that there will be a large demand for wound medicine in a few days, so let me come here to prepare first, and say that it is a mixed credit."

"Good guy, this is also a credit system-don't talk about it, come and do me a favor, come and help me."

Hang Yanling greeted Third Senior Sister.

The third senior sister looked at the sack she was carrying and frowned: "Didn't you see that I am refining medicine here - what are you carrying?"

Of course, having said that, she still put down her fan and walked over to Hang Yanling.

Hang Yanling didn't answer the third senior sister's question, but just opened the sack, revealing a bloody head inside the sack.

"Hey!!!! Woo--"

Before the third senior sister screamed, Hang Yanling quickly covered the third senior sister's mouth.

The third senior sister blushed from holding back, she pushed Hang Yanling's palm away vigorously, and roared angrily in a low voice: "Are you crazy?!"

"Hey, it's hard to say. The third senior sister is here to help. I can't handle it alone."

"This, isn't this... the young master of the Fu family?! You finally still..."

"yes--"

While talking, Hang Yanling laid Fu Tianqing flat on the ground, and took off the sack from his body, revealing his bruised body.

The third senior sister's face changed again and again, and she stomped her feet: "What a crime...you wait!"

"Third Senior Sister, bring some medicine—"

The third senior sister trotted all the way to the back of the cabinet, rummaged through it, and pulled out a long strip from inside and ran over.

Her blushing face just turned pale, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, her hands were trembling, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Come on!"

"..."

Looking at the iron saw in Third Senior Sister's hand, Hang Yanling slapped her forehead.

"Let me ask, do you think I asked you to help me..."

"Stop talking nonsense, you block the door, I am familiar with the structure of human bones...Give me two hours, and I will help you dismantle him! No, but what should we do with the blood...Or, what about we Carry it outside and dismember the body—"

"Ah, haha, hahahaha... Please, Senior Sister... My stomach hurts so much, I beg you to just bring some Jinchuang medicine, please, please..."

Hang Yanling rubbed her stomach, her face full of pain.

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Half an hour later, outside a ward in the medical center of Linlang Academy, Hang Yanling pushed open the door and came out with blood on his hands.

The room behind him was brightly lit, and Fu Tianqing, who was wrapped in bandages, was breathing steadily and evenly, and his appearance was even better than that of Hang Yanling, who had just finished fighting the divorce battle a few days ago.

It's hard not to suspect that Hang Yanling did it deliberately for revenge, and the third senior sister was especially suspicious.

She scratched at the door frame, carefully watching Fu Tianqing, who had been bandaged by Hang Yanling in the room, was dead or not.

"You—how on earth did you do it..."

"What does it have to do with me? I purposely carried him up the stairs step by step from the bottom of the stairs. Besides, you can see that all the injuries on his body are scratches. It's obviously because I slipped and fell down the stairs, okay?"

"...You swear to God, does it really have anything to do with you?"

"...I swear to God, it wasn't me who kicked him down the stairs."

The third senior sister looked at Hang Yanling suspiciously. She always felt that the villain in front of her was playing tricks again, and she didn't know what to say, so she turned her head and walked towards the hall.

Hang Yanling trotted behind the Third Senior Sister, crossed her arms around her chest, and looked sideways at the appearance of this "Third Senior Sister".

To be honest, I haven't had much contact with her, but every time I see the appearance of the third senior sister, Hang Yanling's heart will tremble deeply.

Even if Yingying's car ran over Hang Yanling's face, she had never felt this feeling...

But even if the third senior sister in front of her is indeed a beauty, she wouldn't let herself be so embarrassed, would she?

The third senior sister is really good-looking, with thin lips and phoenix eyes, bright eyes and white teeth. Compared with the gentle Yan Qiuyu, the younger third senior sister looks more refreshing and bright.

Her waist is always straight, she looks like a little adult, her pink neck is looming behind the swaying ponytail.Her steps were brisk and crisp, completely different from her master Bi Shui's tired and lazy look.

"What are you staring at me for?"

The third senior sister finally felt uneasy, turned around, and stared round her almond eyes - she seemed to like staring very much, when the pair of willow eyebrows were raised, they were very imposing, but due to their height, the aura was not Lingren, on the contrary, only the cuteness of a little girl is left.

"No... It's just that I can't figure out one thing, Third Senior Sister, you are always very fierce to me... But to be honest, I can't feel your hostility."

Hang Yanling tilted his head and squinted his eyes: "You said that if I really wanted to kill Fu Tianqing just now, what would you do?"

"Are you crazy!? Of course I will send you to the correction office of Linlang Academy, let them arrest you and deal with it according to the rules!"

"Oh...well, well, our third senior sister is really strict."

Hang Yanling smirked ignorantly, and when she was about to take two steps forward, the third senior sister suddenly raised her hand and grabbed Hang Yanling's sleeve.

"Hey--"

"What's the matter?"

"...Hang Yanling, you left something with me, and I never had a chance to return it to you."

The third senior sister took out her pocket, took out a handkerchief, walked up to Hang Yanling, and raised her hand.

To be honest, the handkerchief was poorly made. The pink cloth looked quite old, and the handkerchief was embroidered with a few crooked words... If you look closely, you can see that it is the name "Hangyan Ling", and there are some embroidery on the side. Only... I can't tell what kind of animal it is.

For some unknown reason, a tear was torn in the handkerchief, almost splitting the whole handkerchief in two.

Hang Yanling picked up the handkerchief and put it in her arms, nodded: "Thank you."

"You're welcome—ah, if you want to thank me..."

Third Senior Sister suddenly smiled.