Don't grab the halo of the hero and heroine in quick time travel

Chapter 190 Vicious Female Supporting Cannot Go Online (35)

The shape of Tianding Mountain is like an upside-down tripod with four feet facing the sky, but its shape is like four sharp swords, piercing into the sky, as if to poke four holes in the sky.

In the center of it is a huge square, where martial arts conferences from all over the world are held. Tianding Mountain not only symbolizes martial arts, but also symbolizes the most authoritative kendo in martial arts.

The Lin family is located at the foot of Tianding Mountain. At this time, the quiet Lin family is very lively, and the faces of the maids and servants are full of joy.

Because today they ushered in the young master who hadn't returned home for a long time, everyone carefully handled every corner of the Lin residence, just to leave a good impression on the young master.

Two or three young girls around the age of eighteen were discussing in low voices while working.

A young girl with two pigtails looked at the manager mischievously, and asked softly to the person next to her, "Have you heard? The young master brought the young lady back."

Next to her was an ordinary-looking girl with big eyes that took up a third of her face and asked gossipingly, "Young Madam? When did the Lin family have a Young Madam?"

Beside her was an older woman with freckles on her oval face, not ugly, but impressive.

Hearing this, she put down the feather duster in her hand, and said in a low voice, "Hey, you forgot, the young master has been engaged to Linglong Villa since he was a child."

The big-eyed girl looked in disbelief: "Miss Linglong Villa? But isn't she married to the prince?"

The pockmarked woman shook her head seriously, as if she understood the inside story very well, said in a low voice with a smile: "Of course it's not the eldest lady, it's the second lady."

The little braided girl had obviously heard of it, and exclaimed: "My God, that dumb?"

Her voice immediately attracted the attention of others, and they all cast surprised glances.

The pockmarked woman was startled, and quickly covered her mouth: "Shh! You're going to die, don't be so loud."

The little braided girl shrank her head and smiled coyly: "Oh! That's right!"

The big-eyed girl said angrily: "The embarrassing story of Linglong Villa has spread throughout the martial arts world, and that slut dared to come to Lin's house."

The two people next to him were also a little bit aggrieved. How could such a gentle and gentle man, the Eldest Young Master, fall into the hands of a mute? They ignored him. The gentle and gentle Eldest Young Master was also disabled.

At this moment, an indifferent woman's voice roared, "Presumptuous, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Ma'am!" The three knelt on the ground, terrified.

If it is said that the person in the Lin family scares these maids the most, only Mrs. Lin is the only one. Although Mrs. Lin has a hot temper, she takes care of the entire Lin family in an orderly manner, and the master of the Lin family doesn't care about anything.

Mrs. Lin had a face similar to Lin Xuan's, she was wearing a fiery red dress with leather straps on her narrow sleeves, and a fiery red whip pinned to her waist. Her eyes were cold, And it is slightly red, like a tigress who chooses people and loves them.

She untied the whip from her waist, pointed at the crowd and said, "You only hear the foreword and catch the rumors. I don't believe you don't know about the prince's situation. If I let my wife hear that someone has ruined the reputation of my daughter-in-law, don't Blame Madam Ben's whip for having no eyes."

Those three people were already pale, and their bodies were shaking like chaff.

The others replied with a loud voice, respectfully: "Yes!"

Mrs. Lin suddenly lost interest in wielding the whip, and put the whip back around her waist. Just when the three of them thought they had escaped, she said in a cold voice:
"Come here, Madam Ben, drag these gossips out and beat them to death with sticks."

The others were not surprised at all, especially the old people in the Lin Mansion, they were not like these female dolls, everyone in the whole Jianghu didn't know that Mrs. Huobian was popular.

The three hurriedly kowtowed:
"Ma'am, please forgive me!"

"I was wrong, please forgive me, madam."

Mrs. Lin glanced at several strong servants, and said coldly: "Aren't you going to procrastinate?"

"Yes." Apparently, the servants had just entered the Lin residence, and they hadn't come to their senses yet. Didn't they say that the Lin family was the most gentle, so why were they beaten to death with sticks?Hearing this, he hurriedly dragged the three of them down.

Mrs. Lin snorted coldly, and strode towards a certain direction.

"Humph!"

After Mrs. Lin left, several servant girls who had been in the Lin Mansion for many years patted their chests with lingering fear.

"It seems that Madam is very satisfied, Young Madam, it's been a long time since Madam got angry."

The people next to him nodded in agreement.

An older nanny slapped several people hard.

"Hush! Still talking?"

Knowing that this nanny was doing it for their own good, they stuck out their tongues, covered their mouths and shook their heads: "Don't say it, don't say it!"

After this commotion, everyone worked more attentively.

Seeing this, the people in the dark quickly fled away and reported the news to their respective masters.

In the study, an elegant man in a green shirt was painting. Mrs. Lin stepped into the study in a hurry, walked to his side angrily, took a sip from his teacup, and then slapped it heavily on the desk.

The tea quickly soaked Lin Zhen's calligraphy, and with a few tea leaves, a good sword in cold clothes was destroyed just like that.

Lin Wenxian was so frightened that his hands trembled, a few drops of ink fell on it, the corner of his mouth twitched, yes, it failed again.

Lin Wenxian put down the brush in his hand helplessly, his scholarly face was full of pampering.

"Who made Huan'er angry?"

Huan'er, Mrs. Lin's nickname, this title has never changed from the time they met to the time they stayed together.

Mrs. Lin put her hips on her hips and complained to Lin Wenxian angrily, her momentum fluctuated up and down somewhere.

"Hmph! These unruly slaves dare to laugh at my niece Shuangshuang. It's too presumptuous."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Wenxian felt his hands itch, and wanted to do something bad, but he had better coax his wife first.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, I see that you are so angry that all your wrinkles appear."

Mrs. Lin was startled when she heard the words, and touched her cheek with her hand, shocked.

"What, a wrinkle! There?"

Lin Wenxian lowered his head wickedly, kissed her face, and said softly, "Here it is!"

Mrs. Lin's face turned red, like a young girl in love, she glanced at him strangely, and Lin Zhen laughed.

Mrs. Lin snorted shyly, "Just make fun of me!"

Lin Wenxian hurriedly coaxed: "Okay, okay, Husband made a mistake. Husband finally made a copy of this pair of swords in cold clothes, and it was destroyed by Huan'er. How can Huaner make up for Husband?"

Madam Lin glanced guiltily at the piece of paper on the table whose content could not be discerned.

"Well, how many times have you copied this cold clothes picture, this one is definitely not very good."

Lin Wenxian shook his head, and made trouble with his big palms: "This is not the answer my husband wants!"

Madam Lin struggled and said, "Don't, Xuan'er will be back soon."

"It's still early!"

"You know it's still early?"

"Well, take your hand out to my old lady."

"No, Huan'er likes it very much..."

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