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Chapter 109 Man, You Are Playing With Fire

Chapter 109 Man, You Are Playing With Fire (13)

The two of them didn't go to bed until late at night, and Dang Kang insisted on coming up to sleep with them because he never slept in the pig's nest.

Sleeping on the same bed with her again, Mo Yuan seemed to be able to hear his heart beating a little faster than usual because of nervousness.

The facial features of the wife-lord are very good-looking, and her appearance has been inherited from the Queen Feng.

Compared with other women, her figure may be thinner and less majestic.

But it just fits his aesthetic.

He just likes wives like this, and doesn't like those rough women.

Dangkang was sleeping between the two of them. He walked around above Dangkang, took Yan Luo's hand, and fell asleep satisfied. Yan Luo felt it and ignored him.

The little problem of having to hold hands while sleeping has not changed at all.

Early in the morning, Yan Luo found out that the person who bought two peace talismans yesterday had died.

If you do something wrong at such a young age, you are going to seek death, and the peace charm can't save you.

Mo Yuan put on clothes for her, and let her go back to the time when she was the young master in the underworld.

Later, when she grew up, she didn't like so many people around her, and gradually got used to being self-reliant.

Mo Yuan also wanted to tie her a belt, this close action made her a little uncomfortable, she silently moved away from Mo Yuan: "I will do it myself."

It's not like she doesn't have long hands.

Yan Luo casually tied up the belt, which didn't look good at all, and she also adjusted the neat clothes Mo Yuan put on her just now according to her own preferences.

"Can you take me with you today?" Seeing Yan Luo combing his hair in the mirror, he asked.

"If you're bored, you can take your money and go shopping with your father-in-law, and come back with something you like."

She will change her appearance when she goes, but it's not okay if Mo Yuan goes, if she is exposed at that time, Gu Jinzhao will beat her to death.

"I see."

There was an indescribable loneliness in the boy's voice.

Yan Luo was stunned for a moment, and his heart softened for a moment.

Damn.

Lin Yuan just beat her, how could she be so unlucky to provoke such a thing.

I don't know if it's too late to buy it now.

Small system, what do you think is the cause of the sickness?
[I don't know, I'm missing love. 】

Like Lin Su?

[Almost, but Lin Su is not too much. 】

That means he can't beat me, you can try that weakling like Xie Jiaojiao.

Lin Su can't lock her up?
The system did not reply and fell into silence.

Yan Luo looked at the well-dressed people beside him and felt his head hurt.

Could it be that Linyuan's child lacks love?
Forget it, he didn't say that he was in the past.

casual.

If this kid goes crazy, she will kill him and send him back to heaven.

Yan Luo tidied up briefly, glanced at the man who was still putting on makeup, and left after telling Dang Kang to protect Mo Yuan.

When I arrived at the shop today, the paper figurine was taking care of a wounded man, and upon closer inspection, it was the masked man who had spent a lot of money yesterday.

Yan Luo glanced at it, and it seemed to be a man.

Before the person lost consciousness, Yan Luo held a cup of tea that he had brewed, and sat on a chair beside him: "The safety talisman can only keep you safe, not save lives."

The paper man bandaged his legs, then brought over the soup he had cooked, and watched him swallow it.

"Don't run away, you won't be able to escape, obediently follow me back home."

"Young Master, I..."

The man wanted to continue talking, but Yan Luo made a silent gesture, and the air suddenly became quiet. The man looked at the paper figurine, hesitated for a moment, took the soup and drank it down.

"I helped that person realize his wish. Lingxi is doing well now."

The man froze for a moment and said, "Thank you, Shaojun."

After so many years, he almost forgot about Lingxi, but he didn't expect Shaojun to remember it.

Seeing that he was seriously injured, Yan Luo didn't say anything, and got up to go out to buy food to bring to him, but he didn't expect that when he bought the buns, he ran away.

"Why can't you even look at a seriously wounded person?"

The paper figurine Lin Yin looked aggrieved: "I was selling something just now, so I didn't pay attention."

"Forget it, just run and run."

This little traitor will be caught by him sooner or later.

Yan Luo threw the buns on the table: "Then you eat."

The paper figurine didn't need to eat, so she gave the buns to the kid next door who was a tailor. The kid said thank you, and took the buns Yan Luo bought, and ran all the way home.

Looking at the store is quite boring, there are not many people who come to buy things, there is no funeral at home, so seeing her shop is a detour.

If it weren't for the runes pasted on the door, which could attract more customers with special requirements, she might have to drink the northwest wind to open this shop.

This sitting lasted all morning, and she watched Lin Yin busy back and forth, getting paper money whenever she was free, and then selling all kinds of goods.

She touched her pocket, the money on her body was used to buy buns in the morning, she was about to get the money in the shop, but was stopped by the paper figurine.

"Young Master, I can't take this money, and I won't be able to get it tonight."

Yama:"……"

Well done, go home for dinner.

Because this place is far away from the mansion, when she returned home, Mo Yuan and the others had gone out and did not eat in the mansion.

Yan Luo had no choice but to ask the back chef to cook two more dishes for himself. After eating a few mouthfuls, the servants rushed over: "My lord, the fifth princess is here."

"Didn't you see this king eating? Let her wait first."

This woman spread rumors about her, and she still came to find her, so she delivered it to her door.

After Yan Luo had dinner, he rested for a while before going to see Lin Wei.

Lin Wei sat on the chair for a long time, her patience was almost worn out, and she saw Lin Wan slowly coming.

"The Queen."

"Sister, please sit down."

The two sat down, and the servants brought up two cups of tea, and Lin Wei's cup of tea was almost drunk, so they took it away.

"The imperial sister is looking for this king, but is there something wrong?"

Lin Wei rolled her eyes in her heart. If she was fine, would she come to see Lin Wan, an idiot?

It's just that something feels wrong today.

"Sister Huang, my mother also gave me a house and allowed me to move out to be an idle prince."

"You have always told me before that you want to be an idle prince, and you don't want to fight openly and secretly with other sisters. Isn't the empress's move just what you want? Congratulations."

Lin Wei could tell something was wrong.

In the past, Lin Wan never used the word "Ben Wang" when talking to her.

Why is this person so weird recently, the people who sent out to follow her can always ignore her, even her favorite oiran, Qin Yin, can't care about her, and even married a concubine from the Mo family.

Although she doesn't understand why Lin Wan has changed so much, she is also happy that Lin Wan is humiliating herself.

Anyway, as long as her reputation is not good.

Those idiots in the palace are nothing to fear, when the time comes, the empress position will only be hers.

"Little sister has some good news to tell Huang Jie."

"What good news?"

"I'm going to marry the side king."

"Which family's son?" Yan Luo picked up a cup of tea and took a sip, suddenly thinking of Qin Yin, so why would Qin Yin be willing to compromise and become Lin Wei's side lord?

"Miss Huang will know when the time comes."

As she said that, Lin Wei took out the wedding invitation from her cuff and put it on the table: "Sister Huang, you must definitely come when the time comes."

(End of this chapter)

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