Zi Yan wandered for a while and said, "I saved the eldest lady of the Tang family a few years ago. I don't know if it will be helpful to this mission."
Luo Ling smiled slightly, her loyalty was absolutely unquestionable: "I have sent Yan Yu to invite him long ago. I will invite you to act in a play later."
Zi Yan clasped his fists and said, "I must be without hesitation."
Luo Ling walked down and whispered a few words in Zi Yan's ear. Zi Yan couldn't help but look admiring. Luo Ling's method was indeed wonderful.
Five days later, Tang Qingruo was invited to Xiaoyao Pavilion by Yan Yu.
Luo Ling sat alone in Ginza. Tang Qingruo walked into the hall of Xiaoyao Pavilion. She was almost the same age as Luo Ling. Her face was like a peach blossom, her eyebrows were like a willow moon, her eyes were waves, and a cold look was rippling.
The lotus steps are fragrant, the steps are light and beautiful.
Luo Ling raised his eyes, looked at the woman in front of him and said lightly: "You are Tang Qingruo?"
Tang Qingruo stared at Luo Ling who was tall and above. She was the famous Zui Xiaoyao. Unexpectedly, she was about the same age as hers: "Where is the poisonous widow?"
Tang Qingruo looked around and looked around, but saw no purple flames.
"You are the person Zi Yan is looking for?" Luo Ling glanced at Tang Qingruo, not caring about his heart, and asked contemptuously.
"If you have something to do, just say it and don't beat around the bush." Tang Qingruo was the daughter of a legitimate since childhood. She has a spoiled temper and willful attitude and does not take anyone seriously.
Luo Ling looked at her legs and looked down at Tang Qingruo: "Zi Yan offended Xiaoyao Pavilion, and now I have locked up."
"Isn't the Poison Widow a member of your Xiaoyao Pavilion?" Tang Qingruo glanced at Luo Ling disdainfully: "Why are you here to offend your Xiaoyao Pavilion again?"
"Will there be no problem with your own people?" Luo Ling sneered: "What do you know, a little girl?"
Tang Qingruo was so angry that she trembled all over: "You think you know a lot. You just look about the same age as this girl, don't pretend to be deep in front of this girl."
Luo Ling looked at the girl in front of her faintly, and she saw that she was used to being doting on her parents:
"Since Zi Yan offended Xiaoyao Pavilion, it is logically unforgivable. However, since she asked to see you, I will give you a favor for the sake of the Tang Sect."
Luo Ling waved his hand and several people came up to take Tang Qingruo to see Zi Yan.
Tang Qingruo glared at Luo Ling fiercely: "You really make me hate it." After that, he turned around and walked in.
Zi Yan was locked in the basement by Luo Ling. Luo Ling performed the show realistically and kept whipping Zi Yan. Zi Yan had already been covered in wounds.
Tang Qingruo saw that the secret room of Xiaoyao Pavilion was full of ferocious prisoners, and she couldn't help but shiver. She walked straight forward and saw Zi Yan being whipped constantly by a whip, and her heart felt a tingling pain.
"What are they doing?" Tang Qingruo asked Yan Xu around him in panic. Yan Xu said coldly: "If you offend Xiaoyao Pavilion, this is the end."
"What?" Tang Qingruo has been pampering since he was a child, and he had never seen such a scene. Looking at Zi Yan in front of him, he was shocked: "I want to see her."
Yan Wei knew that she would say so and signaled her subordinates to open the door.
Tang Qingruo saw Zi Yan covered in blood and blood, and rushed over: "How are you?" Zi Yan couldn't even open his eyes and looked at Tang Qingruo in a daze: "Miss Tang."