The fourth master of the Qing Dynasty escaped from his concubine

Seeing the head floating like a gourd in the water, she pushed it down again with one hand.

"What's so surprising?" She shrugged, but she couldn't understand the little medicine boy's anxiety at all.

The little medicine boy was furious, and his closed eyes were like hot fire burning the money to pieces. He said, "Didn't you promise to detoxify me?"

"Yes." She stroked the boy's head, which was as smooth as ice, and pressed it gently.

"But why is it not untied at all?" The little medicine boy was dissatisfied. He straightened his neck but did not raise his head.

"Ah?" Qian Lanlan exclaimed, and explained with a smile: "I mean it is not completely solved, not completely. The medicine in such a small place is somewhat impure, so it is difficult to fully solve it..."

So...it's solved, there are still extra toxins - no wonder he still hasn't grown taller.

The little medicine boy was a little lucky.

But as soon as he heard her distorting the facts, the little medicine boy responded angrily: "You obviously didn't say it like that. You said you didn't understand it at all."

Without saying anything, Qian Lanlan asked, "Then why did you turn gray?"

Little Medicine Boy: "..."

Now I understand, this person will never admit his mistake. . .

Even the fake ones can be made real for you in a roundabout way, and justice is at her heart.

The two of them continued walking, and they would soon arrive at Laifu Inn.

"Ok?"

"Why don't you go?"

Seeing the Laifu Inn right in front of him, Qian Lanlan stopped. The little medicine boy walked forward, but his hand was held.

The little medicine boy was confused and pulled the person behind him with all his strength.

He didn't move. Instead, Qian Lanlan tried his best. The little medicine boy a few steps away couldn't hold back at all and flew back with the force she gave him, and landed on Qian Lanlan's leg.

A big hand stretched out and covered his eyes that were looking upward. She said, "Just wait here."

"Why?" The little medicine boy didn't want to think about it. It was early morning, and he felt that the fragrance inside was tickling his stomach.

Hungry, Qian Lanlan stroked his belly and sighed, "We can't get in."

"Look at the splendidness here. Even the main entrance is three times that of the pharmacy. Look at the people who come in and out. All of them are wearing gorgeous clothes and wearing beaded hairpins."

Covering his eyes, he spread his two fingers and looked blankly at the crowds of people in front of him, like flowers and lights, dazzling.

He lowered his head and looked at the coarse cloth he was wearing, and then looked at the expensive gown Qian Lanlan was wearing.

He said: "Aren't you also in gorgeous clothes?"

"That's why we won't be embarrassed standing here." Qian Lanlan glanced at her clothes and thought about throwing them away someday.

The little medicine boy had a mouthful of phlegm in his throat and said vaguely: "Uh..."

What he meant was: "Actually, we can go in and wait." Although he didn't know who we were waiting for.

She rejected it ruthlessly: "No."

"Then I want to eat!" the little medicine boy said enthusiastically. He came here just to eat, so what's the point of standing at the door smelling the food now?

After scratching the brain of the little medicine boy, Qian Lanlan turned his attention to the person coming in front of him and told him not to avoid it. He said, "Open your eyes wide and see that besides the rich and beautiful clothes, there are other people coming in." What characteristics?”

At a glance, all the luxurious clothes cover up Yongfei's appearance. The little medicine boy thought of an idiom to condense the people on the scene into: "Graceful and luxurious!"

Folding his fingers, Qian Lanlan hit the stupid and unenlightened elm head hard, and said sullenly: "Damn it, I've already said this!"

After the pain, he closed his eyes and said, "Yong Fei."

The joints of his hands fell like pebbles, as if they had knocked a small hole in the little medicine boy's head. The pain was so painful that he almost forced tears out of his eyes.

"It's not fat, it's strong!"

"As strong as a cow on the prairie!"

She said, the little medicine boy looked at it, and it seemed that it was indeed the case. They were all fat-headed and big-eared, some were as strong as cows and some were as fat as pigs.

"What does this have to do with whether we can go in?" He still didn't understand and asked with his head tilted.

She pinched a thin piece of skin on his hand and mocked: "Look at you, how much do you weigh?"

"You can't lose any weight!"

The little drug boy was not convinced at that moment. He also reached out and pinched a piece of meat from Qian's rotten wrist, and sneered: "Look at you, how many pounds do you weigh?"

"You can't lose any weight!"

Using Zi's spear to attack Zi's shield, Qian Lanlan had never been attacked like this before. He laughed angrily, "We are each other."

She added, "So, neither of us can get in."

The little medicine boy stamped his feet, but found that he couldn't exert any effort and was really weak from hunger.

He muttered: "Is it really related to obesity?"

But the superior responded: "It doesn't matter."

"Then you are kidding me!" The little medicine boy got angry and started to walk inside while grabbing the money.

"Stop!" Qian Lanlan let go of his hand, but grabbed his long braid and pulled his scalp so hard that it almost came off.

"Uh, ah, ah, let go!" The little medicine boy blinked his tears and begged pitifully for mercy.

"I told you I couldn't get in. You have to challenge me, right?" She pinched her waist with one hand and tightened her long braid with the other.

After thinking about it for a while, she let go and said indifferently, "Okay, then go in by yourself."

"No." The little medicine boy immediately took her hand to keep it, "Just one piece."

"Hehe." With smiling eyes, she poked the little medicine boy's lifeline and said, "You have no money!"

Heartbroken, old iron!

Who understands this kind of embarrassment?

The little medicine boy with a stiff face, who was really short of money, licked his tongue, "Hey..."

"Aren't you hungry?" He still refused to give up, pinning his hopes on money.

"I'm hungry, but I can bear it." She touched her belly and said, unmoved at all.

"..."

"Can you wait patiently?"

"When Old Fourteen comes out, catch him and kill him to give you a good patch up." Qian Lanlan said.

The little medicine boy didn't understand. He clasped his fingers and listened to the growling in his stomach. "Will you wait until closing time?" he muttered.

"I hope not." Qian Lanlan didn't know what was going on, so he pulled the person aside and stood aside.

The two of them waited and waited...

"Uh-huh, look, aren't those guys just as skinny as us?" The little medicine boy opened his eyes wide and searched the crowd. He finally found a few skinny bones and jumped happily. stand up.

"Can you calm down?" Qian Lanlan held his forehead, feeling that this kid's actions were too eye-catching.

"You obviously have money and refuse to spend it!" the little medicine boy complained. He remembered what he heard in the medicine shop when he was asleep, and he accused:

"You're not willing to give me the consultation fees to pay for the medicine in the pharmacy!"

Qian Lanlan thought of the medicine bill that she had just ignored, but his face didn't turn red and his heart didn't beat.

Instead, he shouted:

"You brat, you still dare to accuse me?" Qian Lanlan was furious. If she had a hammer by her side, she would have to beat this heartless bastard to death to feel happy!

"Who carried you all the way across the street and rushed to the pharmacy at night with your legs broken? Who made you mix medicine with your eyes open in the middle of the night? I'm really worried about saving you like this. Such a stupid thing!"

After saying that, Qian Lanlan turned around and faced the young man with an angry look from behind, but he was still angry in front of him. "I'm so angry." She gritted her teeth and cursed, why did she accept a disciple who was defeated by the fire? !

Looking at the back of the figure who was almost cut off from him, the little medicine boy was scared and regretful. He walked over and stood behind her, holding her hand.

"Yeah, ＞person＜".

Knowing that it was those thin and boneless hands, Qian Lanlan threw them away mercilessly, crossed his arms, and kept humming in his nose.

"I'm sorry~"

Feeling guilty, he poked Qian's rotten thigh flesh with his finger, and the regret he felt filled with regret turned into a clear stream of water in the corner of his eyes.

However, she didn't win an appreciative look from Qian Lanlan. She still stiffened her neck and didn't even raise her eyelids.

Unexpectedly, what she did directly angered the little medicine boy, and he used a big move on her, which scared her to death.

"Wow~"

His thighs shook, and he hugged her up like an octopus. His cries were so loud that they even attracted mosquitoes nearby to join in the fun.

"Oh, what's wrong with this child?" A rich lady immediately stuck her head out from the crowd of onlookers, holding a handkerchief and asked with concern.

An aristocratic old woman immediately stood up and stood up to seek justice for the little medicine boy who was covering his eyes and crying. She pointed her thin fingers roughly at Qian Lulan, who was standing straight but stiff.

She asked loudly: "Are you bullying other people's children?"

There were also many rough old men who also had a pair of spiritual tongues, and they started talking all over the place.

Suddenly, in the noisy voice, Qian Lanlan felt like he was drowning in saliva. He glared at the little medicine boy and cursed secretly: You are so cruel!

They actually organized public opinion forces!

One mouth can't keep up with all the talk, she understands this.

So, I knelt down and said something in his ear.

In an instant, the little medicine boy stopped crying, and with unshed tears in his eyes, he let Qian Luanlan hug him up, and the two of them hurriedly left the place surrounded by saliva.

"Is that enough?" Qian Lanlan bought him ten meat buns in one go and pushed them into his arms, pouting and asking him.

At first glance, he was still angry. Just now, he thought that her anger had subsided by taking him to eat, but he didn't expect that it was just a way for her to ease public anger.

Harmful!

He sighed inwardly.

"you eat."

He handed over a bun, his eyes sincerely flattering Qian Lanlan, who was angry, and there were tears on his fair face.

In response, Qian Lanlan remained unmoved, and the little drug boy had no choice but to apologize again: "I really know I was wrong."

"Hey..."

why did you leave?

The little medicine boy looked at the figure a few steps away from him, fear welling up in him.

Didn't you abandon him?

He was panicking. He was now penniless and had nowhere else to go.

He glanced at the beggar who had been coveting the buns in his hand for a long time, and fear struck him again. He didn't want to end up begging on the street for a living.

Then, in what year, month and day will he meet the people sent by his mother country to look for him?

Thinking like this, he looked at the hot buns in his hand and suddenly lost his appetite.

"Wait for me!" he shouted, rushing forward.

The beggar next to him ran out like a dog, grabbed the bag of buns on the ground, and started to gnaw them hungrily.

Qian Lanlan, however, seemed to be deaf. He just walked forward, as if he had shaken off a burden, and his steps became particularly relaxed.

Until the little medicine boy ran up to her, she still didn't put on a good face. She was still minding her own business, walking her own unique path.

"It's bad, I know I was wrong, please don't be upset, okay?"

If it weren't for the fact that Qian Lanlan was still on the move, the little drug boy would have wanted to kneel down in front of her.

"Really, I was wrong."

"I have no conscience."

"It's me who has a bad heart and a dog's lungs."

……

After going around in a circle, the two of them returned to the door of the inn. The fragrant smell made their stomachs growl in unison.

The little medicine boy touched his belly and still begged for forgiveness, "How do you want to let go?"

Qian Lanlan was still speechless, but she was not as indifferent as before. She stretched out one hand and stroked her hungry stomach with the other hand.

The little medicine boy was very confused and didn't know what she meant. He clenched his fist and then unclenched it. After hesitation, he finally reached out and clenched it unexpectedly.

This sudden handshake made Qian Lanlan turn around, and a knife was shot into his eyes. It was so sharp that it seemed as if his eyeballs would break into eight pieces of mooncakes.

Forehead?

is not what it means?

Which one means?

I don't know if it was the stimulation of the knife in the eye that gave him courage. The little drug boy was so courageous that he squeezed Qian's rotten hand.

To die!

Qian Lanlan's face became very ugly, his eyes were filled with mist, and he couldn't understand what this young apprentice meant.

"What are you doing?" she asked calmly.

"I don't know what you want to do?" said the little medicine boy.

"Oh no, I want steamed buns!" Qian Lanlan angrily slapped the little medicine boy's hand with his backhand, and the flush quickly stained his white palm.

"what?"

steamed stuffed bun?

This is a bit difficult...

It might have been taken away by some beggar, the little medicine boy made such a guess in his mind, clapped his two sausage lips, dodged his eyes, and lowered his head unconsciously.

If you didn't look carefully, you could tell that the money was rotten. This guy had nothing in his hands.

Where is the bun hidden?

Qian Lanlan touched his flat chest and took out his sleeves.

Ten steamed buns just disappeared?

Finally, Qian Lanlan looked at his belly in disbelief. It was flat and normal. This kid was already thin.

He was probably bored! ! !

She stretched out her hand and patted it, like pounding a deflated watermelon, as if there was something inside, so she asked, "Is your baby full of food?"

"What an appetite!"

"No one was left for me!" she murmured, holding her stomach and feeling sad alone.

"I didn't eat alone..." The little medicine boy also defended himself in a low voice while covering his slim belly. His eyes secretly glanced at Qian Rolan and found that she didn't seem so angry.

Maybe...hunger overcame anger.

"Didn't you eat alone?" Qian Lanlan reached out and touched the corner of his mouth, trying to find some clues from the corner of his mouth.

The little medicine boy was startled by this intimate gesture, but his face did not turn red and his heart did not beat. He twirled the saliva with his fingers and looked carefully, as if he wanted to find some crumbs in it.

The level of seriousness involved twisting, looking, and smelling it, but barely even taking a bite.

Not even that!

Qian Lanlan looked at the frozen little drug boy with the same eyes he would look at a criminal suspect in prison.

"Then where are you hiding?" she asked, staring intensely at the head like a pearl sinking in the water.

But, why is there a cold on her neck?

The little medicine boy timidly raised his head and saw a ferocious-looking man standing behind Qian Lanlan. His long fingers pinched Qian Lanlan's neck as if he wanted to kill him.

His heart tightened.

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