The woman wearing a book honors me and gives the general a shirt

At this time, a small path was suddenly opened in the lively crowd, and several young people followed the old man they had just met at the door, and another old man hurried over.

The crowd was a little crowded for a while, Su Yitong stood beside Su Yining, subconsciously supported his hand, half of his body protected him, the crowd who were a little restless just now quieted down after a while.

Su Yining looked at Su Yitong's lowered hand, and if he lost something, he could faintly feel the young man's warmth on the back of his hand. He stretched out his other hand and brushed over the place the young man had just held, the skin under his palm seemed to have been burned. The scorching temperature spread to the whole body, and immediately burned Su Yining's heart. He put down his hand and fanned the fan, trying to wipe out the scorching temperature, and continued to look at the few people surrounded by the crowd as if nothing had happened.

The two old men looked serious, looking at a woman and a man who were blocked by the crowd at the door of the lecture hall. The woman stood there quietly with a calm and calm face, while the man's eyes were red and swollen, and he stood behind the woman with his head bowed.

When Wang Qingtong saw these people coming in from the crowd, his eyes lit up. He knew that this was the person in charge of the Academy and the Poetry Club. She arched her hands and bowed quietly to the two old men, "Mr. .”

The originally serious faces of the two old men calmed down a bit, but it was obvious that they were still very angry.

An old man in white frowned and looked at Wang Qingtong, "I heard about it just now, so tell me what's going on?"

Wang Qingtong shook his head calmly, with a somewhat helpless look on his face, "Actually, the students don't know what's going on. Originally, the students were composing poems with friends on Yujing Lake to appreciate lotuses, but the paper they used suddenly disappeared, and then So I made an appointment with Ms. Li to come to the lecture hall to get some paper, pen and ink, but when I got to the lecture hall, I met this young man in blue clothes. When the students saw this young man staying alone in the lecture hall, they hurriedly withdrew to avoid suspicion, but they didn't expect to be caught by this young man. The young master grabbed it."

Wang Qingtong sighed, glanced at the man, and then smiled wryly at the two old men, "In the end, I was blocked by the people who happened to come here." This happened to be two words that Wang Qingtong said very seriously.

The two old men frowned, and everyone in the crowd was also thoughtful. Su Yitong looked at the calm and innocent Wang Qingtong, and felt a little admiration in her heart. She deserved to be the confidant of the later empress. No, but this person is worthy of being a heroine, and the ability to cause trouble is also inferior to everyone.

The old man's expression was not at all relaxed because of Wang Qingtong's defense, and they turned their attention to the other party behind Wang Qingtong, "Young master, what do you say."

Wang Qingtong turned sideways slightly, and the blue figure was more openly exposed to everyone's eyes. The crying figure froze obviously, looked up at Wang Qingtong timidly, and then lowered his head abruptly. Concealing it again seems to be some sad Wang Qingtong's evasion.

Seeing him like this, Wang Qingtong raised her eyebrows slightly, but still lowered her head in a good-tempered manner, squatting beside him, "Young master..."

Before she could finish her question, she was thrown to the ground by a figure who rushed over suddenly, followed by a burst of heart-piercing cries.

"My son, why is your life so hard, wow! It's all my fault. I didn't protect you well, and let you be bullied by bad guys. I'm sorry for the master and madam."

Wang Qingtong was already squatting, but she was pushed so unexpectedly that she fell backwards. If she hadn't reacted quickly and supported her with her hands, this appointment would have turned her back on all fours, but she was indeed extremely embarrassed at the moment .

The originally neat long hair was grabbed by the person who rushed out suddenly, and there was a red nail mark on the face. Although there was no blood, it was obvious that the originally elegant white clothes had also become gray. No matter how well-bred she is at this moment, she can't help but turn cold.

Su Yitong watched happily from the side. Speaking of which, this Miss Wang is always disadvantaged in front of men. In the original book, except for her own brother, she seems to have never suffered from men. Today's scene is really rare.

The expression on Su Yitong's face remained the same, but a faint light flashed in his eyes. When he looked up, he saw his brother looking at him with a kind of doting eyes. Su Yitong only felt hairy all over his body, and turned his head to stare at him again. For Wang Qingtong and the others, the curvature of the corners of their mouths became straight. His brother was really weird today.

Brother's low laughter came from his ear, hoarse and seductive, Su Yitong's fingertips trembled, trying to focus on the few people in front of him.

The one who overthrew Wang Qingtong was a young man in green, with a round face and cute appearance, but his strength and voice were really unusually loud. Right now he was holding the man in blue and crying loudly. Look at him like this Dressing up, as well as the meaning revealed in the words, this boy is probably the servant of the man in blue.

The two helpless and helpless men are really sympathetic, but Wang Qingtong is definitely not among them. He stood up and patted the dirt on his body, ignoring the faint pain coming from behind, "You This waiter is so rude, I don't know you well, why did you frame me like this."

Her voice was a little cold, and the expression on her face was no longer as peaceful as before.

The waiter, who was crying while holding his son, suddenly turned his head, looked at her with round eyes angrily, and threw something out of his hand, Wang Qingtong probably didn't expect this man to be so rude, All of a sudden, he was smashed straight.

Dark green purses were scattered on the ground, and bits and pieces of copper coins bounced and rolled down at everyone's feet.

Su Yitong looked down at the copper coin under his feet, kicked it lightly, and sighed slightly. As for the burning gaze beside him, he subconsciously ignored it.

Wang Qingtong clutched her stinging forehead and looked at the little waiter in green. All her patience was exhausted. She ignored the two masters and servants who were just looking for trouble. She turned her head and cupped her hands at the two old men, "Mr. , I ask my husband to call Li Yunru, Ms. Li, to prove to me that the student came here to pick up something, it was an accident, and it was not an appointment with this young master."

Li Yunru saw that Wang Qingtong, who was unapologetic just now, made a request to the husband at this moment, and before he could speak, he walked out of the crowd and bowed his hands, "Sir, the students can testify that Miss Wang is indeed here to pick up the paper. "

The old man in white nodded at him, "So, I understand, so why is Wang Qingtong the only one left in the lecture hall?"

Li Yunru bowed with a respectful attitude, "Mr. Hui, originally the student and Ms. Wang did come together, but the student was anxious on the way, so he left first."

The old man nodded and turned his gaze to Wang Qingtong.

Wang Qingtong smiled at Li Yunru, then looked back at the crowd, and then faced the two old men, "Miss Li's words can prove that I did come here by accident, not because of an appointment with someone."

As soon as Wang Qingtong finished speaking, someone in the crowd immediately said, "Then what if you did it on purpose?"

Wang Qingtong squinted her eyes and followed the voice. The person who spoke was the woman in red who accused her the most just now. A sharp light flashed in her eyes, and she smiled casually, "I'm deliberately making an excuse. The annual Yulan Poetry Club had a private meeting with men, and was caught by everyone. I am not talented, and I still want to pass the provincial examination this year, so I think it is normal here." She pointed to her head with a finger.

The teasing tone made the crowd burst into laughter, and the face of the woman in red turned green and white.

The two old men seemed to be moved by her humorous tone, and their faces softened a lot. It is true that most of the people who came to the Yulan Poetry Club were well-known scholars or scholars, not to mention those famous Confucians. Everyone is very cautious about their words and deeds, for fear of leaving stains.

Not to mention scholars who are about to end.

So no one is stupid enough to do such a thing. It seems that Miss Wang's big show today has hindered some people's eyes.

Wang Qingtong looked at the reactions of the two, and then looked at the crowd, her expression became more and more calm. She smiled, and then turned her gaze to the man in blue who had been ignored by everyone, "Then, I am very curious. Which family, we have never lived together, why did you bite me like this as soon as we came up, although Jin is not talented, not to say that he is upright, but he has always done things with a clear conscience, so he should have never offended the young master."

Although Wang Qingtong's complexion was not good, her tone was calm, but her question made the man in blue tremble.

The man in blue no longer just lowered his head to cry this time, but slowly raised his head, revealing a delicate and charming face, his complexion was pale, his lips trembled slightly, his eyes were red and swollen, it was obvious that he was extremely sad, the man Looking at Wang Qingtong, his lips moved slightly, "Jin Niang." His voice was not too loud, but it still reached everyone's ears like an oriole's voice.

There was disappointment, embarrassment, and undisguised love in the man's eyes. These feelings cannot be faked. For a while, everyone's hearts were a little shaken. What the man said did not seem to be fake.

He didn't make excuses, looked at the people around him, with a look of shame and anger on his face, and stood up a little tremblingly, as if he was a weak willow supporting the wind, the waiter in green stretched out his hand to help him, but he blocked it.

This time, he looked at the crowd quietly, and then looked at Wang Qingtong, who had an indifferent face, and suddenly raised a sad and beautiful smile. The breeze blew his blue hair, and the young woman present was stunned for a moment.

Wang Qingtong remained calm, looking at the man's expression, he had a bad premonition in his heart, and sure enough, the next moment, he saw the man slamming into the wall.

Wang Qingtong's heart turned cold, she dodged, she didn't even know how she did it, and blocked the wall before the man's forehead hit the wall, no matter what the truth of today's matter is, if the man died because of her, Then Wang Qingtong really has a thousand mouths and can't explain clearly.

Regardless of the pain in his chest, Wang Qingtong firmly restrained the man, and saw him looking up at him with surprise on his face.

"Jin Niang, I knew..."

Wang Qingtong cursed secretly, and quickly moved his hand away, but the man's body was as soft as dough and fell into her arms, and those eyes that were about to cry were tightly closed, and Wang Qingtong hurriedly caught it.

"Young Master, Young Master." Wang Qingtong yelled, but the person in his arms didn't respond at all.

There was an uproar in the crowd.