Mu Yun and Yan Ting had something in their minds, and four vigilant eyes fell on Ling Zhao. Shao Xuan also felt that the atmosphere was abnormal, and his smart eyes quickly glanced around everyone's face, but he was one
Silent.
There was silence for a moment before Ling Zhao nodded slowly and said, "Yes, it's her."
Yan Ting became more and more panicked as she was stared at by Ling Zhao, and she said calmly: "Look at how you are so sanctimonious, why are you so presumptuous? Don't you know that you will not be disrespected? I have never seen you, so don't think that you can be a head catcher."
He does whatever he wants and even dares to strike up random conversations in public."
Ling Zhao took Yan Ting's advantage, but was not annoyed. He just smiled slightly and said, "Zhao."
Yan Ting was angry and said angrily: "What kind of trick can I use? I have not violated the king's law. If you dare, take me to the Yamen and see if your master dares to punish me?"
Ling Zhao sighed and added another word: "Ling Zhao."
Yan Ting frowned and snorted: "I can tell you what Ling's move is...wait a minute, you said your name is Ling Zhao?"
The vigilant look on her face when she spoke couldn't help but turn into surprise, and even her voice trembled slightly.
Ling Zhao looked pleased, nodded and said, "It's me."
Yan Ting cheered, hugged Ling Zhao, and buried her head in his arms. She whispered: "It's really Brother Zhao. I should have thought that other than Brother Zhao, who else has such ability?"
,Brother Zhao~"
Ling Zhao lovingly patted Yan Ting's heart and said with a smile: "Han Nizi, do you really have no impression at all?"
Yan Ting coquettishly said: "Brother Zhao, don't blame me. You used to be dark and thin. How could they have thought that you would become such a beautiful woman now that you have transformed into a man."
Ling Zhao laughed and said, "You have always been fair and slender. At first you were just like a porcelain doll, but now you are really a cute little person."
Yan Ting smiled shyly and rubbed herself into Ling Zhao's arms, looking very intimate.
Shao Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the two of them in such a state. When he looked at Mu Yun and Xiao Lei, they each stared at each other and snorted coldly, clearly looking very unhappy.
For a moment, he didn't know what was going on. He only heard Shao Xuan say in confusion: "Brother Qi, what's wrong with you? Why are you so upset?"
Mu Yun and Xiao Lei looked at each other and coughed dryly at the same time. Xiao Lei was still full of jealousy and said in a long and cold voice: "Hey, can you two pay attention to the influence? Aren't you afraid of being embarrassed in public?"
Ling Zhao glanced at Xiao Lei, but did not pick a fight with him. He only said warmly to Yan Ting: "Let's take a step to talk?"
Yan Ting got what she wanted, and nodded quickly: "Okay, Xiaomu, please wait for a while, we'll be back as soon as we go."
After saying that, the two of them walked straight out of the crowd and disappeared at the end of the alley in a moment. Xiao Lei was heartbroken and muttered: "You little vixen, you really know how to seduce men. I'm really pissed off."
Already."
Although Mu Yun was also a little depressed, after hearing this, his heart moved, and he secretly wondered whether Xiaolei had some evil thoughts about Yan Ting?
Xiao Lei was getting angry when he suddenly saw Mu Yun looking at him carefully. He raised his face and said, "What are you doing? You don't accept it? If you don't accept it, take care of your little vixen first."
Mu Yun hesitated secretly, and said calmly after hesitation: "Ting'er is free to get close to whomever she likes. Does Master Lei need to be so angry?"
Xiaolei's heart skipped a beat and he snorted: "Who's angry? I just can't stand her flirtatious and slutty look!"
The words turned into a scream of pain, and it was Mu Yun who hit Xiaolei hard on the head, and then scolded him in a serious voice: "Don't say that about Ting'er."
Xiao Lei glared at Mu Yun, frowned and said, "What's wrong? I haven't said she's coquettish yet, you little vixen!"
This time the blow was harder, Xiao Lei almost shed tears, he quickly jumped away, gritted his silver teeth and said bitterly: "Well, you die old Gu, you only know how to bully the small, but now I can't beat you."
You, but in thirty years to the east of Hedong and thirty years to the west of Hexi, there will always be a time when I can speak freely, hum!"
Mu Yun couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this. He paused before coughing and said: "It's wrong of me to bully the small with the big, but you can't be so open-minded and slander Ting'er casually. Hey...it's rude to use your back.
, is this what Fan Daxia taught you? Sigh...Brother Shao, look at his childish temper."
Shao Xuan couldn't help but laugh secretly when he saw Xiao Lei turning his back and ignoring Mu Yun. He then said harmoniously: "Brother Qi, please be patient. I don't think the two of them are in love with each other, but more like each other."
Brotherly love.”
After Mu Yun and Xiao Lei heard this, Zhai Ran woke up and believed it a little more after thinking about it carefully. They only hoped that this "fraternal love" was not an empty lie.
Ling Zhao and Yan Ting walked all the way to the outside of the crowd, only to hear Yan Ting say excitedly: "Brother Zhao, why are you here too? You are not here to see me, are you?"
Ling Zhao did not answer, but said with emotion: "Sure enough, they look alike. She looks just like Aunt Yan when she was young."
Yan Ting smiled, waved her hands and said, "Brother Zhao, there is no reason for what he said. You didn't see your mother when she was a child. How do you know what she looked like at that time?"
Ling Zhao did not defend himself, but took out a scroll from his arms, handed it to Yan Ting and said, "See for yourself."
Yan Ting was slightly surprised. When she started to look at it, she said in surprise: "Who painted me? Why don't I remember it at all?"
"Eh... I wrote it for Han'er in the spring and March of the Wuxu year. The signature is Chunlin Xiushi. Is this... really my mother?"
Ling Zhao said humbly: "It is indeed Aunt Yan who gave me this portrait so that I can search for you according to the picture."
Yan Ting watched for a while, then sighed and said, "Mom has become really rich these years. If you don't tell Brother Zhao, I will never dare to recognize him."
Ling Zhao smiled and said, "It's hard not to be wealthy when you have that girl Du Juan waiting for you. But when I came home this time, I saw that Aunt Yan had reduced her income again."
Yan Ting was startled and said: "What? Could it be that this damn girl Du Juan dares to be lazy and not serve her mother with all her heart?"
Ling Zhao said gently: "No, Aunt Yan is because she misses you."
Yan Ting suddenly realized it, and suddenly felt a wave of guilt in her heart. She lowered her head and said calmly: "Mom...miss me very much?"
Ling Zhao sighed softly: "In our family, who else can Aunt Yan care about besides you? Your departure is really a pain for her."
Yan Ting's eyes turned red and she muttered: "I was reluctant to leave my mother at first, but Brother Zhao, you don't know, father... Huh! That person actually wants to sell me!"
Ling Zhao was startled when he heard this, frowned and said, "What do you mean, what does selling you mean?"
Yan Ting said with a mournful face: "That man wanted to sell me to the purple monster as his wife. My mother had several fights with him over this matter. I couldn't bear to see my mother being bullied by him, so I escaped on my own initiative."
When Ling Zhao saw Yan Ting's plaintive look on the verge of tears, he felt great pity in his heart, but then he was surprised and said: "What purple monster? You just got hairpins, and that man can't wait to force you to get married."