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Lai Fu drew silver needles from Dan Rong. This person's palm was poisonous, and he had used inner force to attack. It was extremely vicious, if it was someone else, they would not have long to live. Fortunately, the manor lord's internal energy was abundant, and with the antidote added on, her life could always be saved. The people who concocted the antidote were all ordinary medicinal herbs. However, only three people in the world knew of the antidote formula, so fortunately, Lucky was aware of it. He spoke with mixed feelings, "Big brother, you can't fight again in the short term. That person's martial arts aren't weak. I don't know if he'll harm Miss Han. I think we should be more on guard." He grumbled inwardly about why he couldn't capture his master, but he felt that he had neglected his master even if he had thought about it. Thus, he didn't dare to think any further.

Dan Rong nodded, "You'll see to the arrangements." "Miss Han is hiding this from me. She definitely doesn't feel good about what happened today." He did not know the logic of letting the tiger return to the mountain and causing endless troubles, but that person had a relationship with Han Jinglian — he was not in a good position to make things difficult for him.

Just as Laifu was about to speak, a person walked in slowly. "What are you hiding from me?" As he spoke, he walked up to Dan Rong's bed. When he saw that his face was as white as paper, he couldn't help but feel unwell. He apologetically said, "Manor Lord, I'm sorry."

Dan Rong smiled and said, "What's there to be sorry about?"

Laifu, seeing this, tactfully withdrew.

Han Jinglian leisurely said: "Today, that wooden lotus flower was originally my fiance."

"Oh." He thought to himself, I really didn't guess wrong.

"I was going to marry him next year." Han Jingjing's face was dark, "That day, I went to my best friend's house to play. In order to tease her, I jumped in through the window to scare her. I never thought, never thought, that I would see a wooden lotus flower on her bed. " Han Jingjing didn't continue. His two fingers intertwined, but no one knew what.

Dan Rong didn't think that it would be like this. He had originally thought that the two of them had just been making things difficult for each other, but he didn't know that it had been so serious.

"In a fit of anger, I refused to listen to my parents' advice and took my dart before leaving. However, I met with the Manor Lord's subordinate, the Star-Seizing Darts. "Sigh, I don't know if I've offended Grand Elder, but Manor Lord, ever since you met me, nothing good has ever happened, and now that you're seriously injured, I know of the Wooden Lotus' abilities." When she heard Laifu's words, her heart ached. "If, if, if in this life you can't use martial arts again, then how can I repay this favor!?" The more Han Jingjing thought about it, the more sad he became. He lowered his head and cried.

Even though he didn't know how to persuade her, he still reached out to caress her hair after thinking for a bit. He comforted her: "Everyone has their share of bad luck. Think about it a little more."

Han Jingjing didn't resist and replied with a "Okay."

The two sat there in silence for a long time. Originally, Han Jingjing had thousands of words to say to him. He wanted to tell him all of his grievances and humiliation. However, as she sat there, she couldn't say a word. She didn't want him to know her past so clearly. She could only stay in such a stalemate until a cough from Dan Rong Rui interrupted the awkward situation. Han Jinglian stood up and saw that he was lacking in energy, but was holding on apologetically: "You should rest. Why do I need you to comfort me when I don't understand anything?" As he spoke, he took off his clothes and went out after taking care of everything.

Dan Rong had been a sword light for many years. Now that someone had treated him like this, he couldn't just stand it. Although his eyes were closed, he couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard he tried.

After that, Han Jingjing didn't mention anything about going back home. He did everything Mimi should do every day to compensate for his actions, making Mimi roll his eyes at her every time he saw her. Today, the two of them sat on a plum garden bench and chatted. Han Jingjing felt that this place was so quiet that it shouldn't be their place.

"This is the most beautiful place in the entire mansion."

"This was all done by Lai Fu. He was just a scholar, and he was buried here."

"Oh, that quack doctor."

"How do you know he's a quack?" Dan Rong asked curiously.

"You haven't recovered from so many days. If he isn't a quack, then what is he?"

Dan Rong Ning lowered his head and didn't say anything. Han Jinglian saw his shoulder constantly moving and thought that his injuries had flared up. He then lowered his head to look at his face, and actually secretly smiled.

"What are you laughing at?"

Dan Rong Xiao held back his laughter and replied: "He's a martial arts and literary talent, he really is a genius with both martial arts and martial arts." It's just that this technique is too lousy. And you call yourself a genius doctor, sigh, finally someone dares to speak the truth today. " Dan Rong was overjoyed. He was finally so happy that he almost coughed up blood.

"Manor lord, are you saying bad things behind his back?" At some point, Lucky had arrived in front of them, and his expression was unsettled.

"Ahh!" Dan Rong was a bit embarrassed. He didn't know what to say, so he could only smile apologetically.

"Hey, the manor lord is coughing again, why are you still not going to get the medicine?" Han Jingjing rolled his eyes.

Laifu was rendered speechless by her outburst and began to cough as well.

"What?" Are you hurt too? " Han Jinglian knew well enough to ask why he was angered.

"I, I, the weather is dry today, my throat is a little tight."

Since the start, no one had dared to speak to Lai Fu in such a manner, not even him. It seemed like Lai Fu's sullen face was enough to make anyone happy to death.

"Why aren't you going to get the medicine when I told you to?"

Lai Fu saw his master's expression and felt helpless. Before he left, he said, "I feel that Manor Lord is a little different this time."

"Huh?" However, he didn't know what he wanted to say.

"Hmm, it's more delicate than before."

"Urgh …"

"Hey, why are you still here?" Han Jingjing had never seen such a subordinate before.

"Oh, it's nothing. There are a few letters that the manor lord has not read —"

"Put it down and let Jing Xuan bring it over."

"Oh, so it's not Miss Han anymore." Laifu teased.

"Uh …" As the owner, Lai Fu once again choked at the words.

"What is it? What do we call it? How can a servant like you not know the rules? Was this the attitude of someone speaking to their master? What are you looking at?

Laifu looked at his master's eyes and saw that there was no intention to speak up for him. He wanted to vomit three liters of blood. It seemed like his days were about to come to an end and his position had dropped yet again.

When he saw Laifu walk off into the distance, he bent down and smiled, "You're so awesome. You haven't seen Laifu's face just now. I'm going to die from happiness."

"Yeah, I can't bear to see him bully you. What kind of subordinate is he?" What, you don't like him either? "

"Not at all, just watching him suffer such a loss makes me happy!"

When Han Jingjing heard this, he burst out into laughter, "What type of person are you?" Han Jinglei knew that his position was different and wanted to set an example in front of others.

"I've been licking blood from my wounds these days. Sometimes it's boring and sometimes I don't want to slip away once in a while. Isn't that right, Whirlwind? "

"Don't call me Xuan. Just call me Mu."

"Yes, that's a good name."

"How?"

"Look, I have a subordinate. He has three girls, they are called Da Hua, Er Hua and Xiao Hua."

"Then why not Three Flowers?"

"You still don't understand? If you call it three flowers, won't you have to continue to give birth to girls? And then there will be four flowers, five flowers, six flowers — four flowers, six flowers are still okay, but five flowers are already pork!" What was the meaning of having such a beautiful girl with a hint of pork in her mouth? Just as expected, Little Flower had no more girls after it gave birth to a little son, who was called 'Doggie'. "

"You finally gave birth to a son, and now you call it 'Doggie'? Who would call their own son a dog, he's still left over. "

"You are really ill-informed. In order to give birth to children, many parents would give their children the name of" Imp "."

"Oh? Then what's your name? Let me guess, is it a dog's fault? "

"— —" Dan Rong's face was filled with black lines.

"Or a cat?"

"Alright, stop messing around." Dan Rong was quick to stop the overjoyed Han Jinghui, "Let me ask you, that day — I heard Mu Bai call you a —"

Han Jingjing's face sunk when he heard that name, "Monster is my name. Only my mother and him call her that."

When Dan Rong saw that she was unhappy, he didn't mention it. Instead, he heard her whisper, "I won't allow him to call me that ever again."

"What about me?"

"You — special approval."

How great it would be if those days stayed in such a beautiful place, he thought to himself. It was just that what should happen always came at a steady pace, whether you were prepared or not.

After a few more days of this ambiguous sweetness, Han Jinghuan entered with two large pots in his hands. When he saw that Dan Rong was writing something down in front of him, he carefully went over to scare him. Unexpectedly, Dan Rong suddenly turned around and almost threw the pots at her.

Looking at the huge jar in her hand, she couldn't help but silently curse the girl's strength for being so strong, but she forced an obsequious smile and asked: "Eh? Are you going to treat me to a drink? " Ever since he was injured, Lai Fu guarded him even tighter than his wife. He had never touched a single drop of wine before, so when he saw the jar in Han Jinglian's hand, he was almost moved to tears.

Who would have thought that Han Jinglian would put something down and say: "You wish for it! It's time for me to leave as well. There's a jar of my eight treasures pickled vegetables and a jar of plums here. I'll share them with everyone and hope you won't mind. " Then he lowered his head.

"Ah, you're leaving? Good, it's time to go home. " Dan Rong would always respect her decision. These few days of happiness and happiness were enough for him to recall his entire life. What more could he desire? He was a person who could not see the light of day. Could he really force himself to leave behind a girl from a good family?

Hearing him say this, a bit of disappointment appeared on Han Jingjing's face. He switched over: "You just have to split it up. You can keep the rest for yourself to eat. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat anymore in the future."

"So you have this kind of craftsmanship." Dan Rong took a plum from the conversation and put it into his mouth. His mouth was full of sweetness and sour, but he couldn't tell what it tasted like.

"That's all the darts people at home eat for a long time. They get sick from the car and it's easy to carry salted meat. My mother and I have to be pickled every year."

"En!" Dan Rong didn't say anything else.

Han Jinglian swept his gaze across the words on the table. Excitedly, he picked them up and praised: "Your writing is so beautiful!" Dan Rong Yun originally didn't think that his calligraphy was that good. After being praised by him, he couldn't believe it and asked, "Is it really that good?" She had grown up in the escort company. Even though she recognized the words, she couldn't take them out. How old and coarse was the escort office? The most knowledgeable was their accountant, who wrote couplets every year. The most beautiful character Han Qian had ever seen was his couplet of spring. She felt that the words' Solitary Rong Rui 'were much better than the words written by the accountant.

"What does it mean to be so bright? "Well, is that mine?" Dan Rong didn't have much knowledge to begin with. This was something Fu Lai had told him to use in order to curry favor with Han Jinglian. At first, he thought that he was being too unreasonable, but who would have thought that it would be so effective! It seemed like he was an expert on love affairs before coming here, and he would need to seek advice from him in the future. This sentence should have been "A Peach Blossom Like the Sun." Now that Han Jinglian had seen wrongly, he didn't want to say it out loud. He only said: "So – that is to say – you're as beautiful as a peach blossom." When Lucky told him, he said a lot, but he couldn't remember the beautiful words. What exactly did Lucky say? After thinking about it, it wasn't as if he had never read a book before. In any case, this was probably what he meant. It would be better to be more concise with a girl like Jing Xuan.

Han Jingjing was overjoyed, "Really?" She had been practicing martial arts with her father since she was young, and she had been hanging out with the bodyguards. Everyone praised her for her skills; she was loyal and straightforward. Where would she find such a place to write a poem to praise her?

"No one has ever praised me like this before …." Han Jingjing's long eyelashes fluttered. She was a girl. Every time she put on makeup in the mirror, she would always want to know if she was beautiful or not. The face in the mirror was so pretty, but why had no one noticed it before? Was she really ugly or was she poorly dressed? She remembered that she had once secretly wiped the rouge that was sent to her by Shang Jianshui on her face, but Third Aunt was so scared that she quickly touched her head and asked if she had a fever. Why was her face so red like a monkey's bottom? From then on, she didn't dare to touch any of this rouge and cosmetic powder. Everyday, all she did was train in martial arts, inspect the goods, and calculate the debts. When he thought of the wooden lotus, his heart couldn't help but sink. Who was he to be ashamed of? She puffed up her cheeks, furious at her own thoughts.

Dan Rong thought for a moment, then bravely moved her face over and solemnly said: "Mo, you are really beautiful, you are the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, please don't go, okay? Stay with me, we'll always be together, and I'll do my best to make you forget about the wooden lotus. "

Han Jingjing nodded her head and leaned into his embrace. She understood that she would follow this man for the rest of her life.