Raised an ugly man [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 21

After hearing what Liang Yuqing said, the junior sister nodded and went back to her room.

Liang Yuqing went to Yi Ziqian's yard to find out the situation after finishing his meal, but unfortunately, he ran into an unexpected person.

Lu Lang heard that Yi Ziqian fell ill last night and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood. He secretly guessed that the injury could not have been caused by him that day.

Although Yi Ziqian looked like a sick and consumptive ghost, it was not enough for a light bump to cause internal injuries.

Lu Lang got up early, worked hard to shrink his skeleton, took another pill, and swallowed it with water. This medicine was specially prepared by the master of the valley, which can make the human voice pitch thinner.

Put on the clothes, make up the thrush, smile in the bronze mirror, and become that tender Ning Yan.

She looked in the bronze mirror for a while, and felt that there was nothing wrong with her attire. Then she found Yi's kitchen, gave the cook some money, and asked her to make a bowl of porridge with vegetables.

So he took the bowl of hot porridge and walked towards Yi Ziqian's courtyard.

She had a good plan, and when she met Lang Jun later, she said that she heard that he had made a mistake, and she was worried, so she made a porridge with green vegetables and nourished his stomach, which was also an apology for not knocking him down yesterday.

There was a slight smile on the corner of Ningyan's mouth, she didn't believe that this move won't favor Yi Ziqian.

Passing the corner, he accidentally bumped into a man head-on, and the vegetable porridge that was "full of heart" that night was also splashed on the man's clothes.

Seeing that the Ruyi Abacus was smashed to pieces, Ning Yan was also dumbfounded, and secretly scolded the man for not winking, but she did not show anger.

She twitched the corner of her mouth and said softly: "I'm sorry, my son, it's my slave who is too careless."

Seeing the woman squatting down and wiping the wet part of his clothes with a handkerchief, Liang Yuqing waved her hand and said, "It's okay girl, I just walked carelessly."

But the one who was close, suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance of flowers.

When Ning Yan heard this familiar voice, her whole body trembled and she froze in place.

Liang Yuqing picked him up, pulled him to a remote place, and said, "What are you doing here?"

Lu Lang pushed him away, set a distance, straightened his clothes, and said with a light smile, "What am I doing here, heh, what does it matter to you, Liang Yuqing?"

Liang Yuqing stared at him in a low voice, and said, "You want to fight with me, don't you?"

Lu Lang covered his face with a smile, pressed his slender fingers on his chest, raised the end of his eyes, and said with ruthlessness, "You think too highly of yourself. The medicine is mine, so why fight? You If I wholeheartedly repay the kindness of your master's upbringing, can't I repay my valley master's care? Or, in your eyes, am I just so heartless?"

At the end of speaking, Lu Lang's eyes became darker and darker, but the corners of his mouth turned up.

Liang Yuqing didn't talk about this, he was not heartless, it was just because of a reason that he left Lu Lang without saying goodbye.He lifted Lu Lang's clothes, and said: "Are you heartless, what do you dress like, pretending to be a woman to lure others into taking the bait, so as to gain words? Hmph, this kind of style is worthy of being the leader of the evil church in Anxiang Valley. "

Lu Lang hated Liang Yuqing the most for saying this, good and evil are incompatible, but good and evil are both, and it's not because people maliciously distort right and wrong, and they only want to seek benefits.

Others say that he is a cult, but they never want to understand.

But Liang Yuqing said this with a contemptuous tone, it seemed that he, Liang Yuqing, would always be the one who stood tall.

The chief disciple of the Yaoyue Sect, what an enviable and glorious position, and he, Lu Lang, is just a person who strips off his clothes, puts on his face, seduces him, and is only worthy of Liang Yuqing's warm bed.

Lu Lang grinned his teeth angrily, and said, "Liang, if you think I'm a despicable villain, why bother with me?"

Liang Yuqing was just furious and was in a hurry to speak, but he knew that what he had said was too much, and couldn't bear it, so he kept silent.

Lu Lang was also arrogant, seeing that Liang Yuqing refused to apologize, he wanted to push him away.

But seeing shadows in the corridor, it seems that someone is coming, suppressing his anger, so he made a plan.

He changed the subject, and said: "Pull me to this remote place, is it possible, just to say these insignificant things?" After finishing speaking, he put his arms around his neck again, stroked Liang Yuqing's earlobe, put it close to his ear, and blew With a sigh of relief, he said, "I guess, you have more important things."

Liang Yuqing didn't know what tricks he was playing, she was on guard, but after so many years of abstinence, how could she resist his teasing, remembering the first time between the two, it was Lu Lang who took the initiative.

His face was red, his breathing was disordered, and he tried his best to maintain his integrity, saying: "What are you doing!"

Lu Lang saw that Liang Yuqing didn't dare to look at him, and his eyes wandered wildly, which was much more comfortable than when he was serious, and he also played tricks on him.

He half opened his clothes, revealing his creamy skin, and said: "A quiet place where no one is around, don't you want it?"

Seeing his actions, Liang Yuqing was taken aback for a moment, but there was no reason for the fat to be brought to her mouth, she was silent for a long time, her eyes were still red, and she gnawed on it randomly.

Lu Lang saw him take the bait, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, he was watching the servant approaching, and was about to shout for help.

Taking a closer look, he saw that the man was wearing a bamboo hat and black veil, with an expression of indifference, wasn't he Xiao Langjun's servant with excellent martial arts skills?

The two looked at each other, and when Lu Lang saw that it was him, he couldn't yell for help.

Seeing that Lu Lang was dealing with a strange man, Ah Qing didn't care about such nosy matters, she gave him a cold look, carried the chopped firewood, and was about to walk over.

Lu Langyu shouted: "Hey, wait, wait! Uuuuuh!" But Liang Yuqing turned his chin, kissed him deeply, and swallowed the rest of the words.

Ah Qing didn't want to care about the pair of wild mandarin ducks, he only thought about whether Xiao Langjun's condition improved or not.

During this period of time, he was free, and the steward did not arrange other things for him.

Maybe it was because he heard that he used force to frighten those three people that day, and when the matter got to the steward's ears, he became jealous of him, so he didn't trip Ah Qing like before.

He thought that Minzhou is a small place after all, and the doctors here are not as skilled as Hanning's, but Yi's father was indifferent and indifferent to Yi Ziqian's condition, and had no intention of hiring a good doctor for him to take care of his body.

Ah Qing secretly thought, why not go to Hanning by herself and invite a sage to come and consult Mr. Xiao Lang.

Yi Ziqian's inflammation recurred, and his condition was worse than that in the pharmacy. After another bowl of bitter soup, his cough still couldn't stop.

He was lying on the bed, and Chun'er coughed hoarsely, so he mixed Meidai, clam powder, and honey into a slurry and gave it to him.

Only then did Yi Ziqian feel better, and said, "Thank you, Chun'er."

Seeing that he was getting better, Chun'er hurriedly said, "It's not hard, as long as Mr. Lang can get better."

Yi Ziqian coughed for a while, feeling a little regretful, and said, "Hungry Ghost Festival will be soon, I originally wanted to have fun, and take you to the riverside to set off river lanterns. With my body, I'm afraid I'm going to lose my word gone."

Chun'er was sad to hear that, Mr. Lang is good in everything and takes care of others, whether it is that slave or that Qiu Niang, but he just doesn't care about her own body. She said distressedly: "Mr. Son."

Yi Ziqian nodded, finished drinking the honey syrup, and rested in bed with his eyes closed.

Seeing him closing his eyes and resting his mind, Chun'er picked up his things lightly.

A gray horned owl with a letter tied to its leg flew from the darkness to the window sill of a room. It made a few ethereal and cheerful calls, and combed its feathers with its beak.

Suddenly he was grabbed by someone's palm, and it turned out to be the pale Lu Lang, who was obviously exhausted from being squeezed.

Lu Lang grabbed the frightened horned owl, lying on the bed, and pulled the letter from its lap.The screech owl obviously didn't know why its master, who had always been gentle to it, was so irritable today. When Lu Lang released the restraint, it screamed and fled away.

Lu Lang was indeed not in a good mood today, the porridge that was supposed to please Yi Ziqian was overturned.

She wanted to pretend to be a frivolous woman, and drive Liang Yuqing, a "disciple", out of Yi's house. If she didn't plan, she could do it today, and make him lose all goodwill in front of Yi Ziqian.

But he didn't expect to meet that Ah Qing, who messed up all his calculations, and even made Liang Yuqing have a hard time doing it, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Lu Lang's heart was full of misfires, and he had nowhere to vent. Naturally, he didn't have much patience with the horned owl.

Opening the letter, Lu Lang's face became more and more serious, and his subordinates came down to report that recently, under the name of Dark Fragrance Valley, someone went around doing evil and massacring famous families.And the people in the Jianghu insisted that it was Anxianggu's work. There were holes for poisonous insect bites on the corpse, and the technique of raising Gu to induce it was a unique technique passed down by Anxianggu.

After watching it, Lu Lang couldn't help cursing: "Who uses unique skills to kill people, this is not obvious to leave evidence for people to investigate!"

By the way, he scolded the Baidao people again, and I don't know which bastard among them, poured dirty water on the Anxianggu, talking about Baidao, and remembering the accident with Liang Yuqing in the morning, Lu Lang was even worse.

The bad heart is the bad heart, and I found a paper and ink to write down the countermeasures. Although there are dirty things that are blamed on them, An Xianggu, such a tragic event like this kind of massacre will arouse public anger and condemnation.If the factions unite to attack the Dark Fragrance Valley, it will be a big disaster, and it is better to get rid of this trumped-up charge as soon as possible.

He picked up a pen and told his subordinates to go to Zhimo Pavilion to inquire about the situation with a lot of money.

Zhimo Pavilion is the largest intelligence pavilion in Jianghu, specializing in selling information, neither belonging to the decent nor the evil faction, it can be regarded as neutral.And sometimes you have to ask Zhimo Pavilion for information, and you can't get it in exchange for ordinary gold and silver treasures.

The intelligence fees they ask for are weird and weird. They may be your relatives, or just a flaw in your hand, or it may be a time limit.

However, in their transaction between Anxiang Valley and Zhimo Pavilion, the other party did not ask too much, just some ordinary money.

Their young master, the son of the master of Zhimo Pavilion, left a deep impression on Lu Lang with his smiling fox face all the year round. The mask is knocked off.

I saw the horned owl still hiding on the tree branch outside the window and shivering, not daring to approach Lu Lang, Lu Lang could only speak kindly, waved to it, and said, "Xiao Yuan, be good, come here."

The screech owl opened its innocent round eyes, so pitiful, it flapped its wings and flew into his hand.

Lu Lang didn't put much effort, and moved gently, tied the letter to its leg. Seeing that the horned owl still had a pair of watery eyes, it tilted its head and looked at him.

Lu Lang smiled and said: "I shouldn't vent my anger on you today, don't pretend to be good, go quickly."

After all, he flicked it on its petite head.

The scops owl swung its buttocks and flew away into the distance.

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The deputy cp sends sugar, so it's considered sugar. . .