Scholar Yin glanced at Ming Lanruo with a half-smile but not a smile: "My lady, are you here to pick up the young master?"
Ming Lanruo's face turned red and white, and she held the child in her arms and tried to calm down: "Ah, I don't know what this child said. Please don't take it to heart, Mr. Yin."
She had just rejected the hidden scholar with a free and cool attitude, and now she was directly slapped in the face by her own child.
The hidden scholar smiled and said, "I know."
As he said that, he looked at Xiao Xi: "Young Master, the princess allowed me to stay in the palace because I saved you. You can go back and don't mention this matter again."
Xiao Xi looked at him in confusion: "Why didn't you mention it? If you don't like my mother, then why did you send her flowers?"
"Xiao Xi!" Ming Lanruo felt that she was so embarrassed that she almost wanted to go to heaven!
The little man that the hidden scholar looked at was silent for a while.
There was a warm light in his slender eyes, he looked at Ming Lanruo and said softly: "Probably because the leaves are green and the dew is like frost. The so-called beauty is on the side of the water. If you follow it, the road will be long and difficult."
Perhaps there really is a long road between him and Yiren...
Ming Lanruo was stunned, looking at Scholar Yin, her heart moved inexplicably, this man was really gentle.
Xiao Xi had never heard of the Book of Songs, but she probably understood that her teacher probably liked his mother.
He sighed old-fashionedly: "Sir, I don't understand. My mother doesn't like men who drop their book bags and drag their papers!"
The hidden scholar said calmly: "The princess has already told me to teach you how to read well. When she becomes famous, she will marry me a good wife."
Xiao Xi understood this time that his mother had rejected the hidden scholar.
Xiao Xi suddenly patted him on the shoulder boldly: "Sir, don't be discouraged. Everyone has his own destiny. If my mother finds a good wife for you, I will also find a good husband for my mother again!"
Scholar Yin's face darkened for a second, then he glanced at Ming Lanruo and forced a smile: "That's not necessary."
Ming Lanruo: "......"
Let her die, why is she here listening to their awkward chat!
She has never been so embarrassed in her life!
She hugged Xiao Xi directly, turned around and ran away.
Yin Scholar looked at her panicked figure and couldn't help laughing. He looked at Chen Ning and said, "Take good care of the young master."
Chen Ning glanced at the hidden scholar, unable to hide the disdain between his eyebrows——
This sour scholar who can't lift his shoulders or lift his hands dares to send flowers to his eldest lady to express his love. What does the young master see in him?
Anyone in the Red Flame Legion is better than him!
Chen Ning turned around and left without even saying hello.
He didn't realize at all that he had already classified Ming Lanruo as the eldest lady of his family.
The hidden scholar looked thoughtfully at the young servant's back, keenly aware of Chen Ning's dissatisfaction with him.
Although he is a martial arts slave specially bought by Grandma Wang, Chen Ning's body shape and steps are well-trained, and his martial arts skills are no less than those of excellent factory guards.
How did such a person end up selling himself into slavery?
Scholar Yin said coldly: "Have someone check the origin of Chen Ning."
"Yes." A dark shadow disappeared silently.
...
It was not until the seventh day after the incident that the emperor ended his so-called fasting practice, left the Yuqing Palace, and issued an imperial edict.
Ming Lanruo was asked to wait for a group of people to enter the palace to see him.
"For such a big case, instead of going to Dali Temple, the Ministry of Punishment, and the Procuratorate and other three departments for trial, we were ordered to enter the palace. What does His Majesty the Emperor want to do?" Chunming sat on the carriage and asked Ming Lanruo in confusion.
Ming Lanruo looked in the hand mirror and saw that she was wearing the makeup of a lucky woman, and said calmly: "I don't care what he wants to do, anyway, the water will come to cover it up, and the soldiers will come to stop it."
Today, if she doesn’t peel off a layer of skin from the Zhou family, her surname will not be Ming!
The worst case scenario is to use Cang Qiao. After all, didn’t he say that without him, she would be nothing? Then just use him!
