Finest Servant

Xiao Qingxuan held back a smile and said, "You're a good idea. You have these ideas, but I haven't gotten this far."

The faint moonlight poured in, Lin Wanrong saw Xiao Qingxuan's snow-skinned jade face, eyebrows like spring mountains, eyes like autumn water, just like Chang'e in the moon palace. At this time, she was wearing a strong black suit, with no cloth wrapped around her chest, and the waves were choppy. Lin Wanrong remembered the extreme figure of Miss World that she had personally measured that day, and couldn't help swallowing her saliva.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Wanrong thought that she was looking at her figure at night, and she shouldn't be able to see it, so her eyes were a little unscrupulous. How could she think that Xiao Qingxuan could see things at night, and saw all his wretched eyes in his eyes, Feeling ashamed and angry.

"Look at you." Lin Wanrong said generously, anyway, she won't kill herself anymore, and I don't have money, she won't rob money, at most it's a robbery, what else is there to be afraid of.

Xiao Qingxuan only felt that in front of this apprentice, he had a kung fu, but he couldn't do it at all, and he didn't know what kind of magic he was in.

"What are you looking for from me today? Wouldn't you just sneak in in the middle of the night to watch me sleep?" Lin Wanrong said with a smile.

"Sword, where is my sword." Xiao Qingxuan gritted his teeth.

"Okay, okay, just kidding, talk about it, why on earth are you looking for me." This little girl will draw the sword at every turn, and I will draw the sword against you one day.

Naturally, Xiao Qingxuan didn't know the dirty thoughts in his heart, so he thought for a while before saying, "What did Qin Xian'er say to you today?"

"How do you know Qin Xian'er? You, follow me?" Lin Wanrong said with wide eyes.

Xiao Qingxuan smiled contemptuously and said, "Do you think you have something worth following me?"

This is true, but this is too self-respecting, Lin Wanrong said: "You have a bad attitude towards me, I refuse to answer."

Xiao Qingxuan couldn't help laughing and laughing, this guy didn't play cards at all, he was cunning like a fox for a while, and aggrieved like a child for a while, it was really hard to deal with.

How did she know that this was the power of Lin Wanrong's magic trick of picking up girls, just like what he once told Luo Yuan, to arouse women's dominance, flexibility and motherhood.

"I didn't follow you, but something happened today, and I happened to see your wonderful performance in the Miaoyufang. Qin Huai was speechless and the sun was setting. Heartbroken! Unexpectedly, you still have some skills." Xiao Qingxuan remembers this poem clearly.

Lin Wanrong smiled and said: "Qinhuai is speechless and the sun is setting, and every family is facing the water with red makeup. The spring breeze does not know how to change the beauty, and still sings and sings around the painting boat. Who will sigh about the rise and fall!"

Xiao Qingxuan was stunned for a moment. Although only five words were changed, the mood of the word was completely different. From being affectionate to worrying about the country, it had a completely different taste.

"Who will sigh about the rise and fall, who will sigh about the rise and fall." Xiao Qingxuan sang it twice before saying: "Lin Wanrong, if you have this kind of mind, I finally have hope for Dahua."

Here again, Lin Wanrong cried out in his heart. He had learned last time that Xiao Qingxuan was a loyal royalist, and he had some arguments about it.

"It seems that you really didn't follow me." Lin Wanrong said: "Can you tell me who you are?"

Xiao Qingxuan asked back, "Who do you think I am?"

Lin Wanrong sighed: "I never play this kind of word game, it's a headache!"

Xiao Qingxuan snorted: "Then don't ask. Who am I, I have nothing to do with you."

That's right, she and I are completely in two different worlds. It's none of my business to ask what these things are for? Thinking of this, Lin Wanrong was silent, and both of them fell silent.

A man was lying on the bed, and a woman was standing in front of the bed. It was a lie to say that it was not weird. If he wanted to say ambiguous, he had wronged Lin Wanrong. He had only two contacts with Xiao Qingxuan, and they were both in a less friendly atmosphere.

In addition to murderousness, the rest only remembered her appearance and figure.

Xiao Qingxuan also couldn't understand the servant in front of him. He was full of talents and knowledge, but he seemed to understand nothing. Sometimes he was domineering, and sometimes he was weak. At this time, although the two were close at hand, they seemed to be separated from two worlds.

Xiao Qingxuan was startled and said, I think what to do, I should ask him what matters.

"Lin Wanrong, you really don't want to tell me, what did Qin Xian'er talk about with you?"

Lin Wanrong said helplessly: "What else can I talk about with her? You have seen it, I just pointed out some problems in her song, and she asked me to go in and explain it in detail."

"It's just that simple?" Xiao Qingxuan asked suspiciously, "Has she talked to you about anything else? For example, where did she come from, and what will she do here?"

"No." Lin Wanrong said firmly: "Please, miss, I only met her tonight. What do you think she will talk to me about? Is it a love affair?"

Seeing Xiao Qingxuan's frowning and thinking hard, Lin Wanrong smiled like she was catching time: "Oh, I see, you won't be jealous, right?"

"Jealous?" Xiao Qingxuan said in confusion: "What am I jealous of?"

"Seeing that Qin Xian'er and I are too close, you are naturally jealous." Lin Wanrong said feeling good about herself.

Xiao Qingxuan really wanted to laugh, this guy not only has a thick skin, but also feels too good about himself. Xiao Qingxuan glanced at him and said, "What do you think you have that deserves my jealousy for you?"

Damn, it's this tone again, this Xiao Qingxuan seems to have a sense of superiority everywhere, joking with her is so boring, or Qin Xian'er, who is charming to the core.

"Lin Wanrong, you'd better not get too close to Qin Xian'er." Xiao Qingxuan said suddenly.

"What do you mean? What kind of friends do I make, you don't seem to care?" Lin Wanrong said unhappily.

"I can only tell you, this Qin Xian'er is not easy. If you get involved, it will be difficult to get out." Xiao Qingxuan ignored his tone.

"Do you like me?" Lin Wanrong asked with a smile.

"You, you, this disciple." Xiao Qingxuan was speechless: "I want to kill you."

"This sentence again? Can you change it to something creative? This night, I don't know how many times I have to kill me. Please, you really kill me once." Lin Wanrong said.

Xiao Qingxuan's tears rolled in her eye sockets, she didn't speak, she turned her head and wanted to go out. The moonlight shone on her body, and a few drops of water seemed to fall from her sleeves.

Hiding in the house will also rain? Lin Wanrong felt strange in her heart. Suddenly she saw her night clothes and suddenly realized something. She hurriedly jumped up from the bed, grabbed Xiao Qingxuan and said, "Little girl, oh, Miss Xiao, are you injured?"

Xiao Qingxuan stubbornly waved his hand away and said, "Don't worry about it."

Lin Wanrong had gotten used to her temperament, so he let go of her hand and said, "I don't want to care at all. But let me tell you, if the wound is not treated as soon as possible, it will fester and become inflamed, leaving a big scar. Scar. If it's a man, it doesn't matter, but for a beautiful woman like you, it's miserable."

Sure enough, Xiao Qingxuan was a little moved, and after hesitating for a long time, she said, "What is inflammation?"

Alas, I really can't explain it to her, Lin Wanrong said: "In short, you must listen to my words and deal with the wound as soon as possible, so as not to leave those terrible sequelae."

After she finished speaking, without waiting for her to speak, she touched a fire sickle and lit the oil lamp with a snap.

Xiao Qingxuan was obviously a little scared by what he said. Women, especially beautiful women, are very concerned about their appearance and skin. Seeing Lin Wanrong lighting up the oil lamp, for some reason, a faint trace of light appeared on her face. flush.

Lin Wanrong turned around and saw that although Xiao Qingxuan was wearing a strong black dress, she had returned to her women's clothes. She was really beautiful and beautiful. In the moonlight just now, she was like a cold fairy, but under the dim yellow oil lamp, although it was still not easy to approach, she could faintly see some charm.

Lin Wanrong sighed, it's really a disaster for the country and the people for a woman to grow up like this.

Xiao Qingxuan has full confidence in her appearance. She stopped looking at him when she saw him, and felt a little strange in her heart. Am I not as beautiful as that Qin Xian'er?

Lin Wanrong walked to her side and saw a sword in her arm. Although the wound was not deep, it was still bleeding. This little girl is really desperate, Lin Wanrong shook her head helplessly, found her daughter Hong who ate dog meat and drank the rest of the day, tore some clean cotton, and soaked it in the wine.

Xiao Qingxuan looked at his actions and said strangely, "What are you doing?"

"Alcohol cotton, disinfection." Knowing what to say, Lin Wanrong simply explained it in the simplest words, regardless of whether she understood it or not, but not to teach her.

Seeing his appearance, Xiao Qingxuan knew that he didn't want to explain to herself, so she couldn't help but snorted.

Lin Wanrong washed his hands clean, poured a pot of hot water and put it on the table and said, "Okay, let's start."

Seeing that he seemed to be very professional, Xiao Qingxuan calmed down a little, but she couldn't help but ask the question: "This, will it really leave scars in the future?"

Lin Wanrong is almost certain that as long as she uses the Jinchuang medicine left by the old man Wei, her place will be restored to its former glory, but when a woman encounters this kind of problem, she is basically in a semi-stupid state. Lin Wanrong said it several times, Xiao Qingxuan still worried.

Lin Wanrong became impatient and tore off his clothes and said, "You can see for yourself."

"Ah, what are you doing?" Xiao Qingxuan said in shock, "You, if you dare to be frivolous with me, I will kill you, a disciple."

With a bang, the sword came out of nowhere, and with a bone-chilling chill, it was placed on his neck.

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