Damn it, even fairies can run away? His whole body was covered in cold sweat. He wanted to laugh, but his whole body was exhausted. Just as he was about to sit down, he jumped up like a spring.
Grand Mistress hurriedly supported him and said with distress, "Don't be reckless, you are injured."
Lin Wanrong's forehead was full of sweat. He gritted his teeth and said, "This woman, the pain of a needle will be repaid with a hundred needles in the future."
Grand Mistress's tears fell down and she said angrily, "You are already like this, why do you still want to give me acupuncture? I told you to arrange everything, but you still want to be a hero. Do you want to anger me to death? "
Thinking of how Grand Mistress risked her life to save him just now, he was touched. He didn't care about her tough mouth but soft-hearted words. He grinned and said, "Isn't it just a needle? I won't die." As he spoke, he reached out and touched the cold silver needle on his butt. There was still a small part of the needle exposed. It seemed that when the fairy exerted her strength, she was like an arrow at the end of its flight. Although it hit, it didn't stab too deep.
"Grand Mistress, Qing Xuan, Qiaoqiao … Madam …"
He once again read the names of the women he knew, but he still remembered them clearly. Where were the symptoms of amnesia? Damn, could it be that the effect of this needle has a certain lag time, and she wants me to forget them when I go home? After thinking about it, he rejected it. With this lag time, I can write a brief introduction of their stories for myself to read. Even if I lose my memory, it's not a big deal. This fairy would not make such a low-level mistake.
The only explanation was that the amnesia needle had to be inserted in the right place. Therefore, the fairy sister had to get close to me for safety. Otherwise, with her power, if she shot the needle from afar, I would be finished without dodging.
The more he thought about it, the more it made sense. The fear of amnesia suddenly disappeared a lot, and even his butt didn't feel pain anymore. Seeing Grand Mistress's tears like rain, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Didn't I tell you to wait at home? Why are you here? "
The Grand Mistress said angrily, "You're still talking about it. You came here alone, and you don't know who the enemy is. Aren't you deliberately making me worry? I wanted to follow behind you to take a look, but when I got here, I heard two loud noises and saw that woman trying to kill you. "
Lin Wanrong sighed in his heart. It was really God's will. If it weren't for the Grand Mistress rushing in, I wouldn't have to suffer this needle. She was confused because she was concerned. On such a dark night, a weak woman had traveled such a long distance alone just to check on her own safety. How could she bear to blame her? Speaking of which, if she hadn't appeared, she might have shot this fairy sister to death here today. Although it was a temporary pleasure, how could she explain it to Qing Xuan in the future? The Grand Mistress's mistake might have played a big role.
Thinking of this, he laughed and said, "It's okay. You see, I'm fine. Except for the needle in my butt, everything else is intact."
The Grand Mistress looked at him and said softly, "Are you really okay? The needle is on your body. Does it hurt? "
Sweat, how could it not hurt? He sighed and said "seriously", "It hurts a little, but I can't see the wound, so I can't pull out the needle. The location of the wound is so indecent, and I can't trouble the Grand Mistress. Sigh, I'll bear it for a while. Let's go back to the shop. Don't worry, I'll die of pain at most. It's okay. "
Xiao Yuruo's little face blushed. She gritted her teeth and said softly, "I, I'll help you."
Although she had taken a liking to Lin San for a long time, and the past few days of joking and fooling around had made her incomparably affectionate, the Eldest Miss was a woman who truly adhered to etiquette. When the two of them interacted every day, she was not willing to overstep the boundaries. Now that she was asked to remove the needles for Lin San, it really required a lot of courage.
"This is not a good idea. The Grand Mistress is so precious. How can you do such a thing for me? I'd better insist on going back." Lin Wanrong said with a smile.
The Grand Mistress glanced at him and said with a blushing face, "Hypocrite, do you think I don't know what you're thinking?"
Her face was as beautiful as the sunset, but her heart was very shy. Seeing the "painful" expression on Lin San's face, she gritted her teeth and touched his butt with her trembling little hand.
As soon as the warm and soft little hand touched his butt, Lin Wanrong let out a long sigh of comfort. The Grand Mistress's little hand was really soft. If she could grab the back, then grab the front. Damn, who knows how beautiful it would be.
"A little bit to the left, then to the left, down. Oh —" He suddenly grabbed the Grand Mistress's little hand.
The Grand Mistress was embarrassed and angry. She hit the back of his hand and snorted, "What are you shouting for? The needle is obviously on the right side. Why do you want me to touch the left side?"
Lin Wanrong said with a bitter face, "Grand Mistress, I can't see. You touch left and right, it's up to you. You're responsible for pulling out the needle. Sigh, you took advantage of me, and now you're asking me for trouble. "
"Hate —" The Grand Mistress's face was as red as blood. She shyly looked at him. Her little hand touched the needle, but she hesitated for a few seconds. She didn't dare to pull it out.
Although Lin Wanrong wanted to tease the Grand Mistress, it was still uncomfortable to have a needle on his butt. He couldn't help but say, "Grand Mistress, don't hesitate. How about you touch it first before you pull it out."
"You wish!" Eldest Miss was hesitating when she saw his glib-tongued tongue. She steeled her heart and exerted strength with her delicate hand. The silver needle was quickly pulled out. The Grand Mistress's face was covered with a layer of sweat. She took a deep breath and said with concern, "How are you? Does it still hurt?"
Lin Wanrong turned around and held the needle in his hand. He saw that the needle was crystal clear. There wasn't even a trace of blood on it. It was cold in his hand. He didn't know what it was made of. This needle was almost the same as the one used by An Biru. Lin Wanrong remembered what Sister An said. Could it be that the person she wanted him to defeat was this fairy? That would be interesting. Thinking about it, I've already won a round tonight.
Seeing that he was deep in thought, Xiao Yuruo knew that he was fine. She felt relieved and asked, "Lin San, who is this woman? Why did you fight with her? Where is Miss Qing Xuan? "
Lin Wanrong said with a wry smile, "You won't believe it even if I tell you. This woman is Qing Xuan's relative. She came to stop me and Qing Xuan. As for where Qing Xuan is, I don't know. "
The Grand Mistress was surprised, "Stop you and Miss Xiao? What should we do? If Miss Xiao believes her opinion, it will be troublesome. "
Lin Wanrong smiled and looked at the Grand Mistress. He took her hand and said, "What? Aren't you jealous? "
Xiao Yuruo snorted and rolled her eyes at him, "I don't know how many women you have provoked. If I was jealous of all of them, I'm afraid I would have drowned long ago." Although she said so, her sour tone still exposed the bitterness in her heart. Lin Wanrong sighed, "I can't do anything about it. That's how Kui Li is."
Xiao Yuruo already knew how thick-skinned he was. Hearing this, she didn't talk nonsense with him anymore. She said seriously, "Then what are you going to do?"
Lin Wanrong laughed and said, "It's very simple. Eat well, drink well, play well, and persist in finding Qing Xuan."
The Grand Mistress said softly, "But there are people who stop you, and they are relatives of Miss Xiao. This …"
Lin Wanrong waved his hand, "The more people stop me, the more it shows that Qing Xuan cares about me. Otherwise, they wouldn't be so anxious. Hehe, no one can take my wife away from me. "
'You know how to comfort yourself,' the Grand Mistress thought. But she and Lin San were close, and she was grateful to Xiao Qing Xuan. So when she spoke, she didn't seem to be as vigilant as when she talked to Qin Xian 'er.
Lin Wanrong remembered that the fairy who escaped was poisoned. If he didn't have the antidote, he didn't know if he could survive. But at this time, he couldn't find anyone to save her. So he simply didn't think about her. If she died, then so be it. For Qing Xuan, he was willing to do anything.
After the battle in the forest, the smell of gunpowder had faded a lot. The broken branches and leaves were scattered on the ground. Lin Wanrong's butt was injured, but he was not in a hurry to go back. He slowly lay down on the ground and let out a long breath.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Xiao Yuruo also sat quietly beside him. She curled her hands on her legs and looked up at the starry sky in silence.
Looking at her beautiful outline and soft and graceful figure, Lin Wanrong stretched out his palm and slowly touched her waist. He said softly, "Xiao Yuruo …"
"Hmm?" The Grand Mistress made a sound through her nose. She blushed and turned her head. Seeing that he was looking at her deeply, she couldn't help but feel tenderness in her heart. It was as if she was entangled in a thousand spider webs. She said softly, "What do you want to say?"
Lin Wanrong sighed and said, "In the future, if you encounter such things, don't rush in blindly. You have to believe me, I can definitely handle it well."
The Grand Mistress was used to being independent. She wanted to refute, but seeing his serious expression, she didn't open her mouth. She only softly sighed and said, "Then you have to promise me, don't take such risks in the future."
Who could predict the matters of life in advance? He laughed and said, "I promise you, I won't easily encounter danger in the future. If I do, I will punish you by giving my butt an injection."
The Grand Mistress was so embarrassed that she punched him and said, "Nonsense."
Lin Wanrong stretched out his arm and held her tightly in his arms. It was dark and windy here, and there was no one around. The two's posture was so intimate. The Grand Mistress's heart was beating fast. She trembled and said, "Scoundrel, you, what do you want to do? You are still injured. "
"The injury is on my butt, it doesn't matter." He laughed and pressed Xiao Yuruo under his body. The soft feeling of the curvy and exquisite female body made his heart sway. He couldn't help but gently kiss the Grand Mistress's delicate lips and said, "The night is so beautiful, if we don't do anything, wouldn't we be letting down the good intentions of God?"
The Grand Mistress's heart trembled. She breathed out and said, "You, don't bully me, I will tell my mother, ah —" A hot big hand gently reached into her gown and covered her plump and straight jade breasts. The soft and smooth feeling made Lin Wanrong's heart burst with admiration. His grandmother, the Grand Mistress is the Grand Mistress. She is almost as big as Sister An's.
Xiao Yuruo let out a delicate cry. She blushed from her face to her neck. She only felt his big hand slowly kneading her delicate body. Her body seemed to be under a spell and became limp. Her cheeks felt like they were on fire, but she couldn't think of resisting. A cool feeling came. It was Lin Wanrong's big hand reaching into her underwear and pressing the two bright red Acacia red beans. A delicate cry came out from the Grand Mistress's small mouth. She was panting, her charming eyes were like silk, and she softly said, "Lin San, don't!"
"Be good, don't be afraid, I am just doing a physical examination for you." Lin Wanrong swallowed his saliva and said. His hands slid down, holding her breasts in his palms. His fingers slid down, caressing her smooth and delicate skin. A faint fragrance entered his nostrils, causing his desire to soar. One hand wrapped around the Grand Mistress's thin waist, as thin as a feather, and the other hand gently moved down from her waist, touching her protruding buttocks.
The Grand Mistress's figure was already extremely wonderful. With this touch, he only felt that her protruding buttocks were tight and extremely elastic. They were as smooth and glossy as fine satin, and he couldn't hold them with just one hand. Taking her body into his arms, his hands stroked her high and protruding buttocks, slowly kneading them. The Grand Mistress's red lips opened slightly, her small mouth exhaling a fragrant orchid, her face extremely bashful. Her eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and she blankly stared at him: Forget it, forget it, he and I are entangled in an ill-fated relationship. I hate him, but I also think of him. Even if I die for him, I am willing. If he wants to do something, then let him do it. Even if I am beaten to death by Niangqin, I will have no regrets.
Feeling that fiery big hand slowly entering between her taut legs, her heartbeat quickened, and her soft breasts rose and fell rapidly. She closed her beautiful eyes, and her long eyelashes trembled. Two sparkling and translucent teardrops unexpectedly poured out.
Enemy, she secretly sighed in her heart. Just as she was bitterly and bashfully waiting for the arrival of that sacred moment, she heard Lin San chuckle. He had already stopped his movements, and was quietly looking at her.
The Grand Mistress was so embarrassed that she covered her eyes, and softly said, "You bad guy, what are you doing?"
Lin Wanrong slightly sighed, and pulled her into his arms, saying, "I almost forgot my principles. Alas, I really am not a casual person."
"Casual my ass!" The Grand Mistress was ashamed, angry, and bitter. In her heart, she was also faintly disappointed. She hatefully punched him on the shoulder, saying, "You've humiliated me enough, and now you know how to make sarcastic remarks. You dead man — — "As she spoke, her heart was filled with mixed feelings. She was already leaning into his arms, and softly sobbing.
If I hadn't taken a needle today, would I be so obedient as to rein in the horse at the edge of the cliff? Damn it, fairy sister, if I don't give you a needle, it will really be difficult to dispel the hatred in my heart. Seeing the Grand Mistress crying, Lin Wanrong mischievously laughed, and righteously said, "Alas, when I am friends with the Grand Mistress, it is important to know each other well. These things, if the Grand Mistress is not willing, then don't mention it. I have Qing Xuan, Qiaoqiao, and Xian 'er, some needs can be easily solved. "
"You're courting death!" Listening to his nonsense, the Grand Mistress's cheeks turned red. She fiercely pinched his waist, and peeked at him. She couldn't help but say, "When did I say that I'm not willing, but, but — —"
"But what?" Lin Wanrong curiously asked.
"If I don't report this matter to mother, how can I do that with you — — you dead man, I hate you!" The Grand Mistress's hands covered her cheeks, and the heat on her face made her hands red.
Lin Wanrong laughed, and his heart was very carefree. The Grand Mistress was independent and strong. Although they quarreled a lot, it also increased the pleasure of conquering her. If she was too gentle, she would not have the taste of the past, so it was better to let her maintain her original personality. After reporting to Madam, the Grand Mistress's temperament would be almost honed. At that time, when the conditions were right, he would marry the Grand Mistress and the Second Miss together and throw them on the bed. One on the top, one on the bottom, one on the left, one on the right. Damn, he couldn't stand it when he thought about it. He looked at the Grand Mistress with lascivious eyes, and had some sweet dreams in his heart. He even drooled …
Although the fairy sister's needle didn't cause any serious consequences, and his little brother was still as straight as before, but the pain in his butt made him lie in bed for two days. Thinking of facing the big miss who was half pushing and half yielding, with her soft breasts half exposed, jade body lying in front of him, he actually became a hypocrite. He immediately wanted to beat his chest and burst into tears. God is deliberately playing with me.
In these two days, it was the Grand Mistress's maid, Huan 'er, who took care of him. The wound on his butt was too big, so the Grand Mistress wanted to find a servant to apply medicine for him every day. Lin Wanrong was furious when he heard this. No one could touch my butt except for women. The Grand Mistress felt funny and angry at the same time, so she had to send her personal maid to take care of him. Huan 'er was a little girl who had just reached adulthood, so she had never seen such a scene. She agreed with a red face, but she did not even dare to enter the door. She closed her eyes and applied the ointment. Several times, it almost stuck to his face from his butt. However, Lin Wanrong didn't care. Isn't it just sticking ointment on your butt? What's the big deal? I'll help you do it tomorrow.
It really confirmed his guess. The needle seemed to be stuck in the wrong place. Not only did it not make him lose his memory, but it made him recite the names of several beauties a hundred times every day. So when Huan 'er heard him call Lady Xiao, she could not help but feel affectionate. "Third Brother, did you lose your mother when you were young? Otherwise, why do you miss Madam so much?" He did not know whether to laugh or cry.
The flower viewing party of the Grand Xiangguo Temple was about to begin, and the Grand Mistress was very busy these days. When she came to see him, she was called away after a while, which made Lin San feel very helpless. After what happened that night, the Grand Mistress became shy when she saw him. It seemed that she remembered that night when her breasts were half-exposed for him to fondle. In front of others, she had to put on a meticulous appearance, for fear that Aunt Song and the others would find out something was wrong. However, the concern and charm revealed between her eyebrows could not be hidden, which made Lin Wanrong feel funny. "This is how to pick up girls. You want to say it, but you are shy, and you hide half. This is satisfying."
During the two days of recuperation, he carefully thought about the fairy's background. If she was really the Senior Sister of An Cunning Fox, it would be very troublesome. Not to mention this fairy sister's martial arts and ability, just the fact that she had such a great influence on Qingxuan was enough to make it difficult for them to deal with her. If the fairy had been poisoned and died at this time, Qing Xuan might hate him for the rest of her life. If she had not been poisoned, she would have tried every means to stop the two of them. This matter was difficult for both sides, so it was not easy to deal with. At this time, the only one who could make a deal was the fox, An Biru. However, since the Grand Mistress saw their ambiguous relationship that night, An Biru was like a light smoke in the world of mortals, silently disappearing in front of him. He did not even know where to find her. Alas, it was difficult. He had never missed that coquettish fox as much as he did now.
…
The most popular place in the capital was the famous Xiangguo Temple. The temple was magnificent and grand, and it had the reputation of "splendid gold and jade, making the clouds pale in comparison". Inside the temple, senior monks preached scriptures, famous monks gathered, and at the same time, tens of thousands of people traded, business, and entertainment flourished. Scholars and literati came and went. There was a poem: "The Great Xiangguo Temple is the hero of the world, and the ladder to heaven is misty in the void. Three dry songs are blown over the lamp, and five hundred tassels are in the clouds. "The Xiangguo Temple was known as the number one temple in China, so it naturally deserved its reputation.
The first month of this year came late, and it was already the end of the year. The spring wind gradually warmed, and the willows had already begun to sprout. It was the best time for all living things to recover. The annual Flower Appreciation Festival was held in the Xiangguo Temple. Every year at this time, the scholars and young ladies who had been dormant for the whole winter would all come out to admire people in the name of appreciating the flowers. This first event in early spring had an interesting name, the Spring Appreciation Festival.
"Spring Appreciation Festival? What a good name! "Brother Lin San picked up a newly bloomed bayberry from the roadside and handed it to the little maid Huan 'er with a smile. Lin Wanrong did not know the origin of this Spring Appreciation Festival. He only listened to Huan 'er's explanation. Looking at the Xiangguo Temple from the foot of the mountain, he saw that there were many tourists and the maids were like a painting. The two words "Spring Appreciation Festival" were indeed worthy of its reputation.
"Thank you, Third Brother!" Huan 'er smiled shyly. Just as she was about to take the willow branch, she saw Lin Wanrong chuckle and pluck the only bud on the willow branch. He teased, "But, little Huan' er, your spring hasn't arrived yet. Don't be in such a hurry to celebrate it."
"Third Brother, you're so annoying." Huan 'er said coquettishly, "The Grand Mistress told you to come to the temple early, but you're so lazy. If this Flower Appreciation Festival is delayed, the Grand Mistress will not forgive you."
"It won't be delayed." Lin Wanrong smiled and pointed to the front. "Look, isn't that Auntie Song and the others?"
Huan 'er looked forward and saw Auntie Song and the shop assistants. Each of them had a dozen pieces of paper in their hands, and they were stuffing them into the hands of the passing young ladies. Many madams and young ladies had already stopped nearby. They were looking at the pieces of paper in their hands and discussing.
"Third Brother, what are they holding in their hands?" Huan 'er asked curiously.
"This is called a flyer. It's a promotional method. All the young ladies and madams who receive a flyer can go to the temporary shop of the Xiao Family in front of the Xiangguo Temple and try the perfume for free." Lin Wanrong smiled. This kind of old-fashioned promotional method was not simple in this era. Most people had never heard of the perfume, and seeing such a novel promotion method, everyone wanted to give it a try. For a moment, the Xiao Family's temporary shed was packed to the point where not even a drop of water could trickle through.
"Huan 'er, isn't this the Flower Appreciation Festival? Where are the flowers? Where are they?" Lin Wanrong looked around curiously, but she could only see the figures of people and not the flowers.
Huan 'er giggled and said, "The Xiangguo Temple is a Flower Appreciation Festival. Of course the flowers are in the temple. Third Brother, this Flower Appreciation Festival is very lively. You'll know when you go in and have a look — "
"Get out of the way, get out of the way —" A few shouts interrupted Huan 'er's introduction. A group of soldiers slowly came from the foot of the mountain, escorting several soft carriages with open roofs.
The carriages were only a few feet away from each other. Lin Wanrong glanced around and saw the two carriages in the middle. His face suddenly changed.
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