Chapter 19
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"That's right. Lan'er, good job. Keep sprinkling more and use more strength." Schilling's Shadow clapped his hands to encourage her.
Lan'er suspiciously grabbed another handful of salt and waved it around. The salt scattered and splashed onto Jin Yijue's clothes.
Jin Yijue jumped to his feet and gritted his teeth. "Schilling's Shadow, what the hell are you doing?"
Schilling's Shadow looked at Jin Yijue as if he was looking at an idiot. "Brother-in-law Jin, you're so knowledgeable. Don't tell me you don't know what to do?"
No matter what, Jin Yijue was completely irritated by her attitude.
He glared at her angrily, as if he wanted to cut her into pieces with his eyes.
"Miss, Lan'er doesn't know either," Lan'er said cautiously. She didn't even dare to look at Jin Yijue.
Even she could feel that Jin Yijue was boiling with anger.
Schilling's Shadow turned around and patiently taught his muddle-headed student like a teacher.
"Lan'er, you have to learn this. Salt is used to send the God of Plagues. Especially this jar of salt from Third Sister. It'll be even more effective at dispelling plagues."
Jin Yijue's face darkened. He felt like smoke was going to come out of his head. "Xi. Nuo. Ying."
Lan'er's mouth fell open. She was dumbfounded. This girl is so mean.
But Schilling's Shadow could be worse. "Aiya, I've already sprinkled the salt. Why is the God of Plagues still here? It looks like Third Sister's jar of salt is inferior …"
Jin Yijue glared hatefully at Schilling's Shadow. How dare she treat him like this? She even insinuated that Xi Mengdie was inferior. Her sharp tongue made Jin Yijue's teeth itch, but he couldn't do anything to her.
"Brother-in-law Jin, what's wrong? Don't tell me you still want to stay here?" Xi Nuoying looked at Jin Yijue coldly. In her cold eyes, there wasn't the slightest bit of adoration.
That clear and cold gaze made Jin Yijue realize that she didn't care about him at all!
Jin Yijue felt as if something was stuck in his chest. He felt as if he had lost something …
"It looks like I haven't sprinkled enough. Excuse me, Brother-in-law Third Sister."
Before Jin Yijue could react, Schilling's Shadow suddenly took the jar of salt from Lan'er's hands. He aimed it at Jin Yijue's body and used all his strength to stir it up.
Jin Yijue's expression became even more interesting. It was a mixture of dark, livid, angry, shocked, and disbelieving … It could only be described as a mixture of emotions.
"Young Master Jin."
A servant ran into Qingfeng Courtyard. "Third Miss couldn't find you, so she sent me to invite Young Master Jin back to the banquet."
Jin Yijue glared at Schilling's Shadow, then turned and walked out of Qingfeng Courtyard.
In fact, if it weren't for the appearance of this servant girl, he would have been stunned for a long time. He actually felt like he couldn't do anything to this tricky Schilling's Shadow.
"Lan'er, the god of plague has left. Hurry and get some green leaf water to splash around. The air here needs to be purified."
These words sounded fresh, but the meaning was easy to understand. Jin Yijue's footsteps faltered. Halfway there, he reluctantly turned back and glared at Schilling's Shadow, then turned and left.
Lan'er stared at Jin Yijue's back, completely confused. "Miss, why are you treating Young Master Jin like this? Haven't you always liked him?"
"Lan'er, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. My taste isn't that bad …"
Lan'er didn't quite understand, but strangely understood what Miss meant.
That was, Miss didn't like Young Master Jin anymore.
She suddenly turned and revealed an agitated expression. "I'll go find the green leaf now."
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