Chapter 138: Linshuiju

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It is located in the vicinity of Pingjiang River and covers an area of ​​17 acres. It consists of heavy courtyards.
At this time, the thick Nanmu gate was open, and two rows of gray coats and small pipa robes were set up at the door. A sacred room, a dozen girls and teenagers of different ages, were an affair and Gao. Yan Yan naturally would not think that this squad is to greet her niece, even if it is just a play for Xiao Yu, so looking at the look of the tears of the scandal, the heart gave birth to a bit impatient.
"A Yan!" The scandal went forward to hold Yan Yan's hand and choked: "It can be regarded as coming back, and A Yan is suffering in the middle of the battle."
"Lauye is worried." Yan Yan faintly returned, and quietly pulled his hand back.
The scandal didn't care too much, and naturally turned away and Xiao Yu snorted. "Xiao Langjun is so honored that he is honored."
"My uncle said that this is really a disappointment to me. It coincides with the Mid-Autumn Festival. I am alone in Suzhou. I am not afraid to give up my uncle. I am grateful that it is too late." Xiao Yu said something true and sincere, from the heart, not at all Official frame. However, the rumor to treat Yan Yan is a good record.
The anecdote became more and more happy, and Xiao Yu chatted warmly. Or Gao’s came over and smiled and advised: "The lord is really, the seventeen maidens only reply, Xiao Langjun is a guest, how can I stand at the door and talk What?"
"Haha, oh my nature, come and come, let's go in and talk." Gossip went to the gate, so I didn't forget the face, and rushed to a group of servants: "The seventeen maidens left the house to recover from illness, only to return. There must be a lot of incompatibility in the government, and you are taking good care of you."
"Yes!" The servants replied in unison.
A group of girls whispered, and their eyes swept over the power fence of Yan Yan from time to time. Yan Yan knows that those are her own sisters and sisters, but they only do not see it. The government is only allowed to live for a few days. She has no intention to deal with the relationship between the government.
This disregarded attitude has become arrogant in the eyes of everyone, but after all, it is a prostitute, and there is a strong husband to do the backing, and no one dares to blame her, their eyes are quickly straightened and handsome Xiao Yu Attracted, Yan Yan glanced at each other, one by one with shame and sorrow, and the words of retreat, I really see the pity.
After bypassing the door screen, Gossip and Xiao Yu went to the main hall, and Gao Shi personally led Yan Yan to the courtyard where she had lived.
"I have made the water house packed up a month ago. The decoration is still the same as before, but I have changed it all new times." Gao said this with a soft smile, just like before. No matter what hands and feet are in the back, the face has never been cold.
"There are Lao Erniang." Yan Yan's tone is faint, and there is not much emotion. It is that there is no bottom in Gao’s heart.
Gao's face is unchanged, but the corner of his eye is still in the blue of the song, and his face is somewhat unnatural. She will never forget that this little girl who seems to have no idea, once forced her into a dead end. Almost overturned.
However, this is not the case, Gao Shi quickly adjusted his mentality and led Yan Yan to the Linshuiju.
As soon as I stepped into the courtyard door, the memory in Yan Yan’s mind was overwhelming, leaving her with a moment of dizziness, shaking her body, and she was stunned by her late green. She whispered: "Is it a discomfort?"
Yan Yan will continue to "discomfort", take off the power fence, rushing Gao's slight owe, said: "A Yan suddenly a little dizzy, can not call the second mother, but also please the second mother forgive me."
Yan Yan is a person who is not good at disguise. She can only use her silence and calm to conceal her true thoughts. Therefore, people like Gao will feel very difficult, and she does not need to perfuse Gao.
On the order of the passengers, Gao was also very interested. He turned to the acolyte in the same court to explain some scenes and left.
The sky is pale, the white dew is frost, the so-called Iraqis, on the water side. This is the origin of the name of Linshui, which is taken by Mrs. Zheng. I can imagine what kind of hope she has placed on her daughter.
Late Green changed the lively of the past, and did not return to the excitement and joy of the old place. Yan Yan smiled softly. It seems that the person who does not like her is more than one.
The Linshui Residence is built on the edge of the pond. There is a water raft that extends into the pond. The lotus flower in the pool has been defeated, leaving only the dry lotus leaves on the water and the branches of a pavilion.
Yan Yanming moved to the bed to the otter, and sat down to enjoy this picture. These days, compared to the days when they were too leisurely, let Yan Yan have begun to enjoy life and have a pair of eyes to discover beauty.
Xing Niang and others put things down and began to repackage the house.
Late Green took a big cockroach and put it on the face, sitting on her side, dissatisfied: "Mother, slaves don't want to hurt your heart, but it's really unpleasant to say it."
Yan Yan took over the hot tea she had brought, letting the heat hit the surface. "When will you vomit?"
"Lang Jun, he didn't really love you at all. Your arms are hanging, obviously it is not hurt, but he didn't ask for a half sentence, but Gao also asked one or two words hypocritically!" Late Green The eyes are red, and it is not so light.
Yan Yan licked the tea and frowned. "The next time you don't want to put orange peel."
"I know, my mother has no idea?" Late Green was very happy to be able to return home, but only when he saw the rumor, his heart was cold, and he expected that the future would not be smooth.
"I am just a passer-by in the government. What do you care about? After the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will go to Chang'an along with my ten brothers. Your deeds are in my hands, and naturally follow me." Yan Yandao.
"Really?" The evening green eyes looked brightly at Yan Yan, full of slyness: "Changan! I heard that Changan is more than Hu Ji, all blond, skin is snow, slaves have not seen it yet."
Yan Yanzhen laughed out. "Don't you want to go to Chang'an to see the beauty?"
"It's not, there is no beauty than the mother, and the slave is a fresh one." The late green did not know how to be good, got up and said: "The slaves tell Xing Niang and Song Lan."
"After letting the song come over." Yan Yan asked the song blue is willing to go with her, after all, revenge for the original owner is her wish.
Yan Yan sat alone, took out the long squat in the sleeve, and put it on the lips and tried it. She wants to take this scorpion as a self-defense weapon, but if it doesn't blow, but take it wherever it goes, isn't it strange?
The original master was a man who understood the rhythm, and the face was tossed for a while, but he was barely able to make a tone, but it was unbearable. Yan Yan sighed: It really is no art cell.
The footsteps sounded behind him.
Yan Yan glanced sideways, it was Song Blue holding a pen and ink paper.
"Is it all heard?" asked Yan Yan.
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