Chapter 3: Draw a knife to help sequelae

"Thank you for saving me, but..." The woman stopped talking and looked embarrassed.

Lan Ruoyan's most annoying thing is those who are grinding and unhappy. She held down the unhappiness in her heart and slowed down her voice and said, "Just what? If you are worried about me, you don't have to. If it's you, I think you should know how to hide yourself.

"The prince is my benefactor. I'm afraid that he will attack you. Chen's power is powerful. You should be careful..." After saying this, she was still worried and looked straight at Lan Ruoyan.

"I don't pay attention to his power. It's Wang Tu all over the world. No matter how arrogant he is, someone will always sanction him. I advise you to take good care of yourself and don't run around alone in the future. In this way, you won't be targeted by some people with bad intentions. Lan Ruoyan saw that this man was kind-hearted and kept worrying about herself. She reminded her out of good intentions and strode away.

"But..." The woman looked at Lan Ruoyan with a worried face, but Lan Ruoyan had gone far away.

After Lan Ruoyan left, she had no intention to continue shopping. She just had a big fight and breathed a bad breath in her heart, and she was very comfortable.

"Your guest, you are back." Xiao Er saw Lan Ruoyan coming back and ran over and said.

"Hmm. Deliver the food early, I'm hungry. And send a bucket of hot water." Lan Ruoyan walked straight upstairs. She had never liked the bustle. There were so many people in the lobby that she couldn't stay.

When Xiao Er heard the order, he ran away from Zhang Luo in a blink of an eye.

Lan Ruoyan returned to the room and remembered the conversation between the old man and the middle-aged man, thinking that she might really be in trouble today because of a moment of anger, and she should beware in the future.

Chen Mansion.

"Wan'er, why do you look like this?" The old Mrs. Chen said with a sad face.

"Grandma, I'm fine. I accidentally fell down." Chen Wanjia has no nerve to say that he has been beaten. He still can't hold this face, and his grandmother has always disliked herself to make trouble outside and can't let her know. He can't swallow this breath and won't just forget it.

Although the old lady is old, she is not stupid. She has heard more or less about what her grandson has done outside. But the grandson is spoiled by herself. What's wrong with her? Even if I have to take care of it now, I can't do it. Moreover, he can't cause any big things in such a place. Besides, there are people carrying it in the imperial city, so she just closed her eyes.

"Grandma is old, but she is not stupid. I know something about what you do outside, but don't make too much trouble and you can't stand it. She knew that Chen Wanjia's temper would not be so easy to give up. This was the first time she had seen him bullied so embarrassed. At the same time, she also wondered who would bully Chen Fu so boldly.

"Well, I'm really fine. I'll go back to the room first." What he is most afraid of is his grandmother's nagging, not to mention that he is angry now!

"Cui'er, go and medicine the young master." Tell the maid beside him.

When the maid heard this, she was a little trembling, but due to her identity, she only said softly, "Yes."

Chen Wanjia returned to the room, and Cui'er secretly observed his face while rubbing him with medicine tremblingly. It's just that this face can't see the usual appearance, a whole pig's head face, red and swollen blue and purple.

Chen Wanjia remembered the insult she received today. The more she thought about it, the more angry she became and tightened her face. Cui'er was shocked by this sudden anger and made her hands heavier. He took a breath in pain, kicked away Cuier, who was half kneeling, and said, "I want to die, young master!" Get out of here!" I don't care about pity and jade.

Cui'er fell to the ground timidly and sobbed in a low voice. Hearing this, she retreated carefully.

In the room, the man's swollen face showed a gloomy expression, and his eyes showed a bulging hatred. Such a picture will be more or less scary, but with this face, there is an indescribable funny.

Lan Ruoyan wasware of sleeping all night, woke up early, saw that nothing had happened, and laughed that she really made a fuss. But thinking that you are not deep in the world and people's hearts, you can't take it lightly.

When she went out these days, she secretly paid attention to her surroundings and found that no one followed her, thinking that maybe she imagined him as too powerful, but she didn't expect it to be an embroidered pillow and a straw bag.

"Mom, I want to buy that beautiful rabbit lantern and go to the lantern party tonight." A little girl's voice sounded.

"Then you will be good today, and your mother will buy it for you." A gentle female voice sounded with a slight vicissitudes.

Lan Ruoyan listened and suddenly remembered that Xiao Er said about the lantern show in this town that day. I heard that it was also a good program. I thought that I had stayed here for so many days, and almost visited the places I should visit. I hadn't participated in that big lantern fair. I felt fresh, so I decided to stay for one more day before leaving.

A wine shop, "Young master, what do you want to do?" The man dressed like a domestic servant said respectfully, but the thief smiled on his face. What they planned was by no means a good thing.

"Oh, it took so many days for this injury to come out to see someone. I'm sure I won't make him feel better." Chen Wanjia gently stroked his face with one hand and drank all the wine in his hand.

"You, you, like this... again..." Chen Wanjia whispered in their ears and smiled maliciously.

Lan Ruoyan wandered around the nearby scenic spots casually and looked at the same scenery every day. She was a little aesthetically tired and wandered slowly on the street.

The handicrafts here are very beautiful. They are all hand-carved from wood, and there are many gadgets. Lan Ruoyan dressed up as a man. He was embarrassed to see those things in his daughter's house, so he casually looked at these gadgets and found it interesting.

"Sung, let's take a look. I made everything here by myself. It's absolutely good and cheap. Come and have a look."

Lan Ruoyan saw something very like a wind chime, with slender bamboo hanging under the long line. Each bamboo was engraved with small animals, cats and dogs, and some animals that Lan Ruoyan had never seen before. With a gentle touch with your hand, it makes a series of crisp sounds, like the wind blowing in nature, blowing bamboo all over the forest.

"Boss, how much is this?" On a whim, she thought it would be good to buy this one and hang it in front of the window. This craft is much more exquisite than this in modern times, but it doesn't have this charm. His eyes flowed inadvertently, and suddenly found that someone was looking at him sneakyly and didn't know who the target was. Suddenly, he was puzzled, pretended to bargain with the boss, and inadvertently looked over again. The man was no longer there.

Lan Ruoyan looked around, and the pedestrians as usual did not find any vision. I laughed at whether I was so nervous that I had an illusion these days.

"Boss, I want this." He picked up the wrapped wind chimes, put down the silver, and went back to the inn.

The boss looked at the money in his hand and thought that the richly dressed man bargained just now, and finally gave himself more money. I couldn't help feeling puzzled and muttered, "I really don't understand what the rich people think now..." He shook his head and watched Lan Ruoyan, who had gone far away stuff the silver into his pocket.

"Sir, I found out that the boy lives in the Ink Pavilion. When are you going to do it? The little ones are ready to do a big job at any time. The man with a numb face said with an obscene smile that he was the servant who was severely beaten by Lan Ruoyan that day.

"Yes, when have you suffered such insults!" The fat-headed man said with his fists and ears.

The man snorted dissatisfiedly and said, "Is everything ready? Tonight, I will follow my orders and do it myself to see if he can still be so arrogant this time!"

"The little one must follow the prince, but the prince's life obeys!"

"Follow me. After everything is done, it will be your own benefits!" Chen Wanjia said to the people kneeling, and her mung bean-like eyes emitted a thiefish luster.

Lan Ruoyan returned to the inn and went straight to the window to open the window. She has always been an activist. He hung the wind bell he bought in front of the window and shook his hand gently. The sound of "jingle bell" was crisp and pleasant.

Lan Ruoyan quietly leaned against the window and watched the night gradually darken, and the only sunlight hidden at one end of the mountain and slowly fell.

Some people once said that a person's life is like a shortened day. The morning is a newborn baby, with the hope and good wishes of the day, which is a new beginning; then slowly grows up, and noon is a person's middle age, which is the most energetic time. In one morning, many things come to an end. It is necessary to fix it and continue the things in the afternoon; dusk is a person's twilight, and the faint light is struggling like a person who is struggling to engrave the beauty of the world firmly in his memory, and he is reluctant to fall for a long time.

The streets gradually became lively, and the lights lit up, illuminating the darkness. The long street is a colorful light that can't be seen at a glance, and all kinds of lanterns are hanging high, large and small, dazzling. Lan Ruoyan thought that tonight's Lantern Festival would be very lively, but she came here to see too little, so she decided to take a look at the demeanor.

What I saw in front of the window was really just a piece of cattle. At that time, I thought it was a sea of people. Now I personally feel the degree of congestion, and then I know what it means to be crowded, rubbed shoulders, and it is difficult to move.

As far as he could see, Lan Ruoyan felt the large and small lights shaking in front of her, and the back of the head of the person in front of her. You don't have to walk by yourself at all, and your whole body is pushed forward. Lan Ruoyan didn't like such a crowded scene and quietly retreated aside.