Princess, please don't be a demon

Chapter 173 There is always a way to get married

but……

Yun Weilan didn't know, she just felt that her heart was being pulled, and she frowned secretly: "If you can't pay the money, I'll sell you, anyway, you are quite valuable. If someone uses you to threaten your father, And extort a lot of money."

A child: "(ˉ▽￣～)cut~~"

Judging from the situation in the past month, he may return to normal tomorrow.

With Yun Weilan by his side, he only needs to survive fifteen years to be normal.

"What's your attitude?" Hearing his cold sneer, Yun Weilan was so annoyed, she stretched out her finger to poke his little face, angrily, "If your father didn't give you a lot of money, I wouldn't be bothered to take care of the children."

He blinked.

"Then my father will give you another big sum of money, will you be his wife?"

"Get out!" A certain woman frowned when she heard that, "Treat me as worthless, and sell myself for some money!"

A certain child saw that the routine was not working, so he simply didn't ask, and crawled obediently on the bed and lay down.

It doesn't matter, he will always find a way to marry this dead girl.

Yun Weilan stood up, walked to his side, and tucked up the corner of the quilt for him, thousands of melancholy welled up in her heart.

She thought of her third sister.

Only eight years old, I don't know whether to live or die now.

Perhaps Yun Guoxu is also secretly looking for Yun Weitong's whereabouts, and she doesn't know when there will be news.

Suddenly, a soft little hand rested on the back of her hand.

"Tell me a story." The child ordered in a childish voice.

"Why are you so busy?" Yun Weilan withdrew her thoughts, almost wanting to strangle him to death.

"Can't sleep." He stared at her face, pretending to be cute.

Yun Weilan rolled her eyes and could only say: "Okay, okay, let me tell you a story. Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain. There was an old monk and a young monk in the temple. One day, the old monk told the young monk Say--"

With a loud bang, the window was suddenly smashed!

Yun Weilan immediately touched the long whip on her waist, stood up quickly, and swung it out with murderous force!

"Ah ya ya!"

The long whip engulfed the visitor, almost killing him.

The man wailed and begged for mercy: "I'm passing by, I'm really passing by..."

"Villa Master, Villa Master, what's the matter with you?" The servant who heard the movement at the door also rushed over to look, and saw the old monk wrapped around his neck with a long whip.

Yun Weilan took a closer look and saw that it was an old monk wearing a yellow cassock.

This monk is actually the owner of this villa?
The little guy also got up, and told Yun Weilan: "Let Master Jingwu go."

Yun Weilan let go of the monk, and was dissatisfied: "Is this the way of hospitality in your villa? Just shoot people's windows casually?"

The old monk was free, touched his neck, and coughed a few times: "This benefactor, the poor monk also heard you calling me, and the poor monk thought..."

"When did I call you?" Yun Weilan was puzzled.

"Ahem, guest officer, we all call the owner the old monk."

Yun Weilan: "..."

If I had known earlier, I would not have told that story.

"That, that, you guys, talk slowly, the poor monk will leave first."

The old monk smiled awkwardly, then glanced at Qian Feihan, a smile crept into his eyes, and slowly backed away.

Yun Weilan felt that this old monk was extremely weird, he didn't look like a monk at all.

She looked back and saw the little boy lying down and going back to sleep again, she also felt that she was thinking too much.

There are two beds in this room, one outside and one inside.

Seeing a certain girl go outside, Qian Feihan suddenly stopped her.

　good night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)