"Seventh son, this is the scarlet jade that the leader just obtained from Southern Xinjiang. It is very effective in relieving fatigue and improving complexion. There are only two pieces in total..."
"Seventh Young Master, this is the Misty Rain brocade sent by Jiangnan. The satin surface is soft and the tentacles are smooth. This year I only got three..."
"Seventh Young Master, this is..."
The person who led the deliveries was sweating profusely on his forehead. These days, he ran this way every day, and he almost couldn't put all the good things in the small room. But the master who was recuperating on the bed didn't even lift his eyelids, which made him go back. How can he explain it? Thinking of every time he went back, after listening to the report, the master had a gloomy expression on his face, and he really wanted to cry! "Seventh son, these are all It was carefully selected by the leader for you. Do you like it or not? "Ancestor, just say what you like, it has saved countless flowers and plants in "Lancang Residence", as well as exquisite porcelain!
Lynch, who was half leaning on the bed, finally put down the book in his hand, the yellowed pages were full of dense ancient seal characters. He looked up slightly.
After so many days, the person who delivered the things finally saw his face clearly. What kind of beautiful face did he think that attracted his tutor's staple food and sleepless nights; only when he saw it with his own eyes would he know, what is a beautiful face? This person may not be all over the country, but just sitting there, he compares all the beauties who are all over the country.
It was a kind of temperament that did not belong to the mortal world, so mortals like him could not help but kneel down after seeing it, and never dared to take a look to defile it—the fairy in the nine heavens, the wax figure on the altar, he should be the one who makes people Worship in the palm of your hand.
I have heard that some people "beacon fire opera princes", just to win the smile of the beauty. In the past, he didn't know what kind of beauty could have such charm, but now, he knew, if he could make the person in front of him smile, no, as long as the lips that were pursed into a cold and straight line were slightly bent, what would Fenghuo opera princes count? No wonder the leader never saw those sons in the backyard again—how can a mortal, no matter how beautiful he is, be compared with the immortals in the nine heavens
Lynch watched quietly as the visitor retreated in a panic—
Yue Lancang, a creature with m attribute, the more you ignore him, the more energetic he will be, and the more he will treat everything about you with heart. If you put more effort in this way, you will never want to take it back. People all have a bad instinct, the more you pay for something, the harder it is to let go. Even if it is false, but every time you put your heart into it, it becomes true in the end!
Of course, there is still a limit, but it's not there yet.
He leisurely absorbed the fairy spirit produced by Mr. Dan, and picked up the book in his hand again—a modern novel in ancient packaging, which Little Egg provided with all his heart.
This role is not bad, there are few things to talk about, he is now a patient who needs to recuperate!
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Lancang Center
Yue Lancang was lazily leaning on the couch, her loose robe was half open, letting her black and green hair splash down unrestrainedly, a few strands of hair were curled up, smudged on the light wheat-colored texture He propped his head with one hand, rested the other casually on his knees, and glanced leisurely at the kneeling person in front of him, his handsome face looked like a demon.
"Did he say anything?"
Hearing these usual words these days, the kneeling man's brow was covered with cold sweat, "I want to report to the Hierarch, the Seventh Young Master didn't respond to the things..." Yue Lancang closed his eyes without saying a word, but knelt The person who was watching could feel the oppression in the room. For some reason, a flash of that person's beautiful lips pursed into a cold straight line suddenly flashed in his mind.
"Master, my subordinates think that the seventh son has a noble character, and he is probably not like an ordinary person. He likes those gold and jade things; if he wants to please the seventh son, he must spend some time... I heard that the seventh son is good at the piano..."
Yue Lancang suddenly opened his eyes, and the cold gaze that swept over him made his voice stop abruptly, "You know him well?"
The face of the kneeling man turned pale, and he kowtowed "Bang Bang" and said, "Seventh Young Master's reputation as a master of piano and sword is very famous in the world, and my subordinates didn't deliberately inquire about it."
Yue Lancang lowered her eyelids slightly, tapped her knees with her fingers, because he didn't stop, so the kneeling people had to kowtow all the time.
After a long time, Yue Lancang raised his hand and said calmly: "There is an ancient famous piano in southern Xinjiang, named Xuanli?"
"Yes, it is said that it fell into the hands of Zu Lishi, the gu master of the southern border." The kneeling man stopped kowtowing and replied respectfully, with blood dripping down his forehead.
"Tell him, I will use this piano to exchange for the goods last time, and send it over when I get it; then send the pot of 'Seven Star Kite' in my courtyard."
"… yes."
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"Seventh son, this is the 'Seven Star Kite', which only blooms once in seven years. When it blooms, it looks like a sky full of stars. The flowers are edible, prolong life, and cure all diseases. This is the only pot in the world."
The person who hadn't responded at all, turned his head and looked at it for a long time, then closed his eyes slightly, and said lightly: "What a beautiful flower."
The visitor's eyes lit up. How many people in this world are full of praise for "Seven Star Kites" and write poems and odes, but they are not as satisfying as his simple two words.
People came to see that Lynch didn't look at the flowers any more, so he carefully held a rectangular box and said, "Seventh Young Master, here is another thing that the leader found for you." As he spoke, he slowly opened the box build.
The person on the bed raised his eyes and stared, feeling a little taken aback—
("The ancient name Qin Xuanli, comes with Piaomiao Banished Immortal skills, after equipped, the dust index rises by three stars.")
He lifted the quilt with one hand, took the qin a few steps forward, played with it, and sighed softly: "Xuanli, what a qin!"
With a handsome face, a cold expression, a plain white coat, a soft sigh, and a famous ancient piano—the 13th Great God exudes an air of exile that blinds people's eyes in an instant.
However, installing 13 is not what you want to install, you can install it if you want. An extremely tyrannical voice suddenly sounded at the door—"My lord also said that some slut with a charming appearance seduced the soul of the leader, and the flowing treasure was sent to this yard, but I didn't expect it to be just a naked Sick ghost!"
So, after recovering from a serious illness, his face is pale, his figure is a little thin, and he is still wearing a plain white underwear. Naturally, this appearance is not as eye-catching as the person at the door with pink lips and sharp brows! He is also wearing a black and green cloak. Could it be that Yue Lancang's male pets are only allowed to wear a layer of red gauze, and they have to wrap themselves in a cloak when they go out
"Mr. Lingshuang, please go back to your own yard. The leader has specially ordered that outsiders are not allowed to disturb the seventh son."
The man named Ling Shuang was even more annoyed when he heard this. He raised his eyebrows and said arrogantly: "I want to teach this bastard a lesson." There was a violent beating in the room.
The sender wanted to stop him, but the other party was a young man who didn't know martial arts, so he used force directly to avoid hurting him; and the other party's clothes, as soon as he raised his hand and whipped, it was completely exposed to others. There was nothing wrong with the men. But the other party is the leader's person. So in order to avoid suspicion, he had to bind his hands and feet, not only failed to stop the other party, but let him sweep all the exquisite porcelain and exquisite treasures that Yue Lancang had sent to the ground, and there were shattering sounds one after another.
Lynch will not be angry with this group of people. They are attached to Yue Lancang, and maybe still love him, so they will be angry and make trouble. Being jealous and angry for a man like this is like a spoiled woman, he can't do such a thing! However, it does not mean that he will tolerate the other party's insult.
Others avoid suspicion and dare not look at Ling Shuang, but Lynch looks at Ling Shuang calmly. A shadow of a whip flashed by, and he quickly reached out to grab the whip—even though his martial arts were gone, his physical reaction was still there. However, it was obvious that he had suffered some shocks, he coughed twice, his pale face turned red.
Ling Shuang couldn't move the whip, so she could only raise her eyes and stare fiercely at Lin Qi, but she didn't want to see the other party's coughing cheeks turned red and his eyes foggy. Ling Shuang stared at him dumbfounded—I didn't expect him to be so good-looking, no wonder the leader doted on him these days.
When Yue Lancang carried him into this place, she probably knew that some tricks would be necessary. All he wanted was to attract a group of troubles for him, and then pretend to help him solve them to win his favor.
"You are looking for the wrong person. There is no relationship between me and Yue Lancang except for the conflict between good and evil." The clear voice of Zhuluo Yupan resounded faintly, and said word by word: "Whoever placed me here, It's Yue Lancang; the one who doesn't see you is Yue Lancang; the one who sent these things is Yue Lancang... So, you should go to Yue Lancang and whip him." The cold voice was devoid of emotion, It seems that he is just objectively telling irrelevant things.
"You! How dare you call the leader by his name!" Ling Shuang exclaimed. —Really, was this the first thing you realized
"Master Ling Shuang, please come back." After hearing Lin Qi's words, the person who delivered the things turned pale and pale. He only sighed to himself that it was a good thing the leader was not here, so he finally had to say to Ling Shuang in a deep voice.
"Hmph, it's better that it doesn't matter at all, or next time, my whip will definitely hit you!" Ling Shuang snorted coldly, said fiercely, and then turned around with her arms folded.
But he didn't want to turn around and was strangled by the neck, raised high, raised high... He beat the big hand stuck on his neck with both hands, his face flushed red, he opened his mouth wide and could not make a sound; Gradually bruising, eyes turned white, and then gradually stopped struggling, limbs hanging down, hanging on those big hands...
Suddenly, with a loose hand, Ling Shuang fell limply on the ground, revealing Yue Lancang who was standing there—he was smiling all over his face, but his long and narrow eyes were full of cold and stern light.
Doesn't matter at all? He didn't know why his eyes almost turned red when he heard this sentence. With just two sentences, all the things he did and all the thoughts he spent were obliterated, and turned into a stupid act of self-love! How ridiculous! But he came here full of joy to see his happy expression when he saw Naqin!
He should clearly know that that person only has good and evil hatred for him, and only wants to kill him - indeed, he shouldn't keep it!
His cold eyes swept over Lynch slowly, and there was an indistinct depth in the depths of his eyes. He opened his lips and said word by word: "Throw him into the dungeon."
Sure enough, the routine of sadomasochistic love, once the anger hits the heart, you will torture the other person's body and your own heart. If it was the original body, it would be crippled even if it didn't die.
Lynch raised his eyes lightly, and there was neither sadness nor joy in the glanced eyes—Yue Lancang, the day I come out this time is the time when you fall completely.