Lan Shu was trembling with anger, and when she passed by Lan Jinyan, her eyes were full of hatred.

"I know it's you, let's see!"

She couldn't know her brother better.

No matter how perverted he is, he would never burn someone's shop in the street. What's more, Zhenxiang Pavilion is still the property of the King of Southern Xinjiang.

Not to be outdone, Lan Jinyan stared back and made a face at her back.

"Who is afraid of whom!"

"Yanyan!"

Xuanyuan Qing dragged her and strode away.

The matter has been found out, so it is naturally difficult to stop the officials and let them leave.

But this incident reached Yu Shang's ears that night.

"Haha, that girl is really cunning, she kept herself clean."

Yu Shang glanced indifferently at Ahang who was kneeling on the ground, and chuckled, "Ahang, aren't you interested in the cubs? It's up to you to seek justice for this king."

It's just a shop. If it burns, it will burn.

However, you have to give that girl a little taste of pain.

"Yes." Ah Hang's eyes instantly flashed with excitement.

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Hengshui residence.

"Brother, we have something to talk about, why bother?"

"Stretch out!"

"Oh, brother, you are bullying me."

A group of guards gathered around the door of the main house, and even Uncle Zhong, who had always been a nosy person, came over after hearing the news.

"Oh, they are having trouble again. Poor girl Yan has such thin skin and tender flesh, how can she carry it through?"

Uncle Zhong frowned. He glanced at Mo An, who had some free time to eat melon seeds. He couldn't help but get angry, "Mo An, why are you still in the mood to eat? Why don't you go in and persuade me?"

Ouch, this is really killing me.

The second prince's attack was careless, what should Miss Yan do?

"Haha, Uncle Zhong, you'd better go to bed quickly. I'm sure you'll see Miss Yan in high spirits tomorrow morning."

Mo An threw a melon seed into his mouth, and after a while, two pieces of the melon seed skin were spat out.

He still doesn’t know the second prince’s affection for Miss Yan?

No matter what happened inside, the second prince was not willing to attack Miss Yan.

"You guys, hey, it's really not a big deal. I'd better call the doctor to wait for you."

Uncle Zhong was still worried, so he ran out with small thoughts.

A group of men were left squatting in front of the main house, laughing and chatting.

Hong Ying listened for a while and came over worriedly, "Mo An, what happened today should not be hidden from the eyes of the King of Southern Xinjiang."

She was worried that the King of Southern Xinjiang would take the opportunity to attack the second prince.

Mo An thought for a moment, smiled bitterly and shook his head, "What can we do? Even if nothing happened tonight, he would still find ways to find trouble. Recently, let's all be more vigilant."

Hongying nodded.

inside the house.

Lan Jinyan's long hair was tied up high with thick ropes hanging from the beams. She was sitting upright in front of the desk, holding a brush in her right hand and copying carefully stroke by stroke.

If it weren't for the grimace on his face, he would actually look like he had a thorn in his butt.

"The posture of holding the pen is wrong. The wrist should be straight and not bent."

Xuanyuan Qing sat leisurely on the small couch, her eyes narrowed slightly, she picked up a plate of steamed buns beside the couch, put it into her mouth and chewed it slowly.

Soft and sweet, with the fragrance of wheat itself, it makes people appetite.

I have to say that Yan Yan is a good eater.

"Brother, I have to copy it several times. My hands are sore."

Lan Jinyan looked at the sky and almost cried.

I have been copying the Heart Sutra for at least two hours, and it will be almost dawn if I continue writing.

Xuanyuan Qing raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile, "Why don't your hands get sore when setting fire?"

He has already asked the whole story clearly.

She was good at recruiting people into her group.

However, she still underestimated Yu Shang's IQ.

This kind of trick can't catch Yu Shang's eyes.

When Lan Jinyan heard this, she screamed that she was wronged.

"I just wanted to tease Lan Shu, but I didn't expect it would end up like this."

Of course, I also wanted to burn Zhenxiang Pavilion by the way.

However, she did not dare to say this to him.

Xuanyuan Qing stood up, walked slowly to her, put his hands on the table, and leaned down to stare into her twinkling eyes.

"Yan Yan, who are you trying to tease? My brother won't stop you. However, before doing anything in the future, think about the consequences first. If you hurt the lives of innocent people today because of your own selfishness, how can you still sleep peacefully in the future?"

"Also, did I warn you to stay away from Lan Qianche?"

Lan Jinyan raised her head, met his deep and deep eyes, and blinked her big eyes.

As if he had discovered a new world, he said in surprise: "Brother, it turns out you care about the people."

It’s not just that you care about Lan Shu.

"Is that the point?"

Xuanyuan Qing reached out and poked her increasingly white face.

With the world in mind?

Ah.

She really knows how to imagine.

He didn't want her to be led astray by that boy Lan Qianche.

"Which one is that?" Lan Jinyan tilted her head, looking confused.

Xuanyuan Qing laughed angrily, but she only listened to half of what he said.

He raised his hand and untied the twine from her hair.

"Okay, that's it for today. Don't do such ridiculous things tonight again."

How could he not know that the fire she set was for herself.

It's just that the matter between Yu Shang and him cannot be solved with a fire.

Lan Jinyan was allowed to leave the table and stretched out comfortably.

At this time, as long as she was not allowed to copy books, she would agree to anything he said.

"I know, brother, I will definitely think twice before doing anything in the future."

Next time it would be better if she acts alone and doesn't want any more pig teammates.

Yawning lazily, he casually took off his coat, kicked off his embroidered shoes a few times.

Knowing that she didn't listen to what he said, Xuanyuan Qing shook his head helplessly, squatted down, and arranged the embroidered shoes neatly for her.

No matter what, she can do whatever she likes, how much trouble can a girl's family make?

"Brother, what's the noise outside?"

As soon as Lan Jinyan climbed onto the couch, she heard the sound of weapons clashing outside the window.

He jumped out of bed quickly, put on his coat haphazardly, and prepared to run out to watch the fun.

Xuanyuan Qing frowned and saw that she was so anxious that she forgot to put on her shoes, and pushed her back without saying a word.

"Right foot."

He picked up the embroidered shoe on his right foot and put it on for her.

Lan Jinyan was thinking about the banging sound outside the window, and it was whatever he said.

He quickly put on his shoes and disappeared into the house without waiting for Xuanyuan Qing to speak.

Unfortunately, by the time she ran out, the fighting outside had stopped.

"Hongying, what happened?"

She pulled Hong Ying and asked.

Hongying's face was solemn, but he still chose to say truthfully: "Miss Yan, Ah Hang was here just now."

"Ahang?"

Lan Jinyan remembered that he was Yu Shang's right-hand man.

The person who framed Mo An last time.

"Wasn't he arrested?" Lan Jinyan continued to ask.

After killing the general, can you still escape?

Xuanyuan Qing, who followed behind, was not surprised by what happened here, as if everything was within his expectation.

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