Chapter 307

Lin Lang's fingers flit through the cold bamboo slips, and the light from the corner of his eyes glances at the back. It is a piece of dark purple robe.

This is a royal uniform that a minister is qualified to wear.

Real pills.

The man's father is back.

Lin Lang's thoughts whirled around. If it's a son, she can use other methods to fool the past. Young people who are lack of experience and lack of warmth are easy to be angered by her, thus diverting attention.

But his master who has become a master is different.

If he had no skill, Duke of Yan would not have been honored as the first person under the emperor. He was powerful, and he was also a terrible figure with much wisdom and close to demons. It is estimated that any trace of him could not escape his eye.

What's more, she was very bold. She not only solved the brocade bag, but also spread out the bamboo slips. She squatted on the ground and said that she was lack of confidence in finishing his study.

The Duke of Yan came back too early. He didn't make a sound when he came. He stood quietly behind her and looked at people. She didn't know how long she had been standing. Lin Lang had to think about things worse.

"What is Madame looking for?" The Duke of Yan repeated lightly, without any joy or anger in his voice. He was calm as if he were in a deep pool. "Just speak it out and help you find it. Why do you have to squat on the ground so hard to look for it?"

Hearing this long lost voice, Lin Lang thought of the scene when they met for the first time. The other side looked at her with the eyes of estimating the value of goods without a trace of desire.

The Duke of Yan was a man who broke through the encirclement in the shadow of sword and sword. At the age of 18, he could bring down a dynasty. Now he has doubled his age and has seen more waves. This is destined that he will not be as infatuated with women as his fledgling son is.

Lin Lang frowned with some distress.

It's hard to pass the old thing by.

Seeing that she was stiff and speechless for a long time, the Duke of Yan stood there for a while, then walked slowly over, bent down, and slowly drew out the volume of the book from her hand.

The handwriting on the book is strong and powerful, like a silver hook and iron painting. It is quite recognizable. The Duke of Yan can know who it is without looking at the signature. He was the only prince in Daqing Dynasty, and his title was the second grade.

The king of an County presented a report on the promotion of officials in the imperial court, including the transfer of cabinet ministers, which is a top secret.

And the secret was seen by his wife.

Or take advantage of him to teach his son when "peep.".

All these coincidences can not allow the Duke of Yan as nothing happened.

The man rolled up the bamboo book slowly, and the sound was very subtle. However, in the silent study, the sound was amplified a few minutes. It was cold and uncomfortable to listen to.

The pamphlet was put aside on the desk by the Duke of Yan. He looked gloomy, "is madam not going to get up?"

All right, the inquisition begins.

Lin Lang's shoulder slightly shrugged, slowly stood up, she looked at him sideways, star like eyes were actually a silent, as if do not want to explain.

"Then I will not disturb my husband's business." She was blessed and passed him with her head down.

The man stretched out his ape arm and stopped her.

"What happened just now is what you deliberately seduced?"

The Duke of Yan has always thought far-reaching. As long as he discovers the clue of some things, he can patiently trace back to the source. As for Lin Lang's behavior of peeking at official documents, Yan Guo recognized that it was the whole incident, which was closely related to each other. Therefore, the son who did not understand human affairs became her replacement.

There was a chill in the bottom of his eyes.

Lin Lang remained silent.

The attitude of not entering oil and salt can always make people crazy.

As a result, Lin Lang can feel the hand across his waist gradually tightened and became an iron ring, which made his waist and limbs ache.

Lin Lang endure for a while, as the pain intensifies, she can't stand it, low voice way, "you let go!"

Since entering the door, the Duke of Yan has been indulged in her indulgence. Even when her husband and wife are good, he also connives her to ride on his own body to commit crimes.

Lin Lang has not been treated like this.

"Do you admit it?"

The face of the Duke of Yan was shivering with cold.

Ordinary officials can tell from his face that things are not good.

But Lin Lang broke the jar, and he had to provoke him, "yes, I did it on purpose. What's the matter? He's young and strong, and he looks better than Laozi. I just want to have a good time with him

The lady turned her head to see people, because she had cried before, and her charming eyes and tails were covered with a thin layer of peach powder. The water was shining and beautiful.

She had no idea how attractive she was now.

At the thought that the bastard also saw such gorgeous colors, the Duke of Yan felt that his whole body was angry and his blood was concentrated in his brain, which suddenly disrupted his rationality.

"Say it again." He pinched his knuckles.

"How many more times! Your son is young and strong, and has good physical work -- "

before he has finished his words, Lin Lang's ears explode."Bang, bang, bang!"

The brush, ink, paper and inkstone on the office desk were all swept to the ground by the man, and one ink stone smashed heavily on the bamboo slips and broke into pieces on the spot.

It's a mess.

Lin Lang was stunned like a wooden post.

When she regained consciousness, her waist and limbs were pinched and snapped. She was forced to lie down on the red sandalwood table, and her chest hurt. She snorted. She didn't need to look. She knew how dark the man's face was.

"Are you brave enough to have a good time with your stepson?"

The Duke of Yan leaned down, and his tone was light, which made her shiver and her goose bumps appeared. "OK, since the courage of the wife is commendable, it is not convenient to stop her for her husband. Is not the red apricot out of the wall? No matter how unbearable things I've seen for my husband, I don't see many of them. "

"Tear" a, Lin Lang back's clothes are suddenly torn.

As soon as the cold air touches the skin, fine particles rise immediately.

Lin Lang panicked to turn back, closed the broken dress, voice became sharp, "what do you want to do?"

"What are you doing?" The corner of Yan's mouth was filled with a faint smile, which made him more and more enigmatic. "Isn't your wife trying to get out of the wall? He is incompetent for his husband and can't get his wife's heart, so he has to leave his wife's body. "

The man's body, like an iron mountain, collapsed, and his delicate bones almost didn't fall apart.

The hot and humid kiss fell on her back, with a sense of punishment. Her sharp teeth made her snort, especially the strength of her waist, which must have been bruised.

The palms of the Duke of Yan were covered with thin cocoons and scars. When he rubbed his tender skin, it was as if he had been scratched by a fine hook. It was a strange crispy and dangerous thing.

Lin Lang was not afraid of death. He was red in the corner of his eyes and called out to him, "then you can live with my body for the rest of your life! I will not only seduce your son, but also your colleagues. I will let you see every day how I try to seduce men with various tricks -- "

the action of Duke Yan is quite a meal.

His wife's outrageous anger was abnormal.

She said, her eyes were covered with a layer of water vapor. She stubbornly refused to let her tears fall, but there was a cry in her voice, "antique, I'll put my ugly words in front of you. If you dare to marry that woman, I will dare to offer a pillow to the prince's house on your wedding night!"

When Lin Lang is angry, he will call him old-fashioned.

The expression of the Duke of Yan is very delicate. It seems that he has raised a daughter to collect debts.

However, as soon as the Duke of Yan heard the four words "self recommendation pillow", a stream of evil fire stirred in his abdomen. He did not want to think about it. He raised his hand and hit his wife's small butt.

"The mouth is not covered up!"

Lin Lang turned back and glared at him, his silver teeth clenched, "old antique, do you try again?"

The Duke of Yan glanced at the tooth marks on the other side's back, which was blue and purple. He was so pitiful that he calmed down a little. He thought of Lin Lang's delicate and soft nature in the past, and thought that she was unlikely to have the scheming of controlling the imperial court.

Is it a misunderstanding that he thought about it?

Does Lin Lang read his official documents just to screen out her "self recommended pillow" objects?

Maybe she read more of those little stories, and she thought that revenge on him should be done from his political enemies. If his wife had an affair with his enemy, she would not make her husband mad?

At this time, the Duke of Yan sorted out the clues of all the things, and he was rather bewildered. He did not expect his little wife to be so vindictive.

He raised his hand and patted her on the hip again.

"No way."

The Duke of Yan sighed.

He can also remember this trivial matter, and he has almost forgotten it.

Lin Lang saw his eyebrows, and thought that it was sunny after rain, but she still wanted to continue to make a play. After all, she had to do the whole set. "Do you care if I have any future? Go away and go to your little lady Li. My temple is too small to accommodate you, the Great Buddha

After getting along with Lin Lang for half a year, the Duke of Yan also knew that his wife's anger was unreasonable. No matter how gentle he was, he would intensify the conflict. With the experience, the Duke of Yan untied his imperial uniform. "Madam is modest. If the place is small, there will be no place for her husband."

As he spoke, he covered the outline of his ears.

Madame's green beads swayed slightly, reflecting a blurred luster.

The study was suddenly full of spring.

After a long time, the soft sobbing sound sounded, wrongly accusing her husband, "do you still say that you haven't colluded with the outside fox spirit behind my back?"

The husband's tone showed helplessness, "how can you see the lady?"

"You think I don't know. You're just a stubborn old thing. You used to be very motionless every day, but now it's better. You know, which fox spirit taught you this? See if my aunt doesn't cut her head She was sobbing and sobbing, but her eyes were full of murderous spirit, which made the Duke of Yan feel beautiful and charming.The Duke of Yan coughed, "madam, do you know that there is a kind of strange book in the world that makes people have no teachers?"

"What?" Lin Lang opened her eyes curiously.

"Spring / palace."

The husband is concise and comprehensive.

“……”

Lin Lang looks at the smile on the lips of a man. His clothes are half open, and under his broad chest are just beautiful and strong lines, which are bright in color / seduction. So she was even more angry and pouted, "you said that there is no fox spirit, who dares to send you spring / palace pictures so coquettishly? Don't you want to live? "

Well, my aunt wants to be tough.

The Duke of Yan understood that the explanation was not clear, and her complicated skills had become more profound. She had to lift people from the desk and move to a more comfortable beauty bed.

Touching and touching.

A storm is invisible.

In addition to a few days can not get out of bed, Lin Lang day again comfortable.

For several days, she didn't see shiziye. After asking, she found out that he had been packed and thrown into the barracks all night. Lin Lang felt sympathy for him when he thought about it, so he gloated for a long time.

As for whether the man will want to kill her when he comes back, that's what will happen later. There is no need to worry about it now.

The battle achieved a phased victory, and Lin Lang resumed the activity of walking birds and fighting chickens.

The pet Mong Choi parrot was fed into a fat ball by the hostess.

But there are always people who don't want to see her live so comfortably.

Li Chaoyun has been exhausted recently. She had been waiting for the good news from Yan zhaolie. As a result, there was no news from the teahouse after she left. This inevitably made her think that the childe was playing with her.

Without strong aid to join, Li Chaoyun can only think over and over again, which link is wrong? Obviously, the problem lies in Jingcheng's body, but why does he have to risk being watched by the royal family to do charity? The White Horse Temple was originally the first holy land of Buddhism. Its brilliance is numerous. If it is further developed, it will not endanger the rule of imperial power.

She suddenly thought of Lin Lang.

The relationship between the elder sister and Jingcheng seems not to be very clean.

She can detect that Lin Lang is hostile to her and envies her that she can get the favor of Childe's friends, but she herself has ended up in no one's favor. Yes, she must be jealous of the sister meeting that day, which made her lose face in front of the aristocratic childe, so she wanted to find a place.

The more he thought about it, the more logical he felt.

The melancholy in her brows was swept away, and a certain shade of gloom flashed through her.

People don't attack me, I don't commit crimes.

If a man offends me, return it a thousand times!

One day, the carriage of the Duke of Yan was stopped in the street. The coachman frowned. The woman in front of him was beautifully dressed and elegant. However, she knew who she was blocking?

"My name is Li. I have something important to tell you."

Li Chaoyun bowed down and worshipped, with a gentle gesture like the spring willow in the wind.

She didn't call her brother-in-law because she didn't want to get involved with Lin Lang.

"Go."

The Duke of Yan vomited out a word.

The coachman brandished the reins and seemed to hit it directly.

Do you dare to give him face? Why should he give you face?

Li Chaoyun saw that the horse's hoof was about to step on him. He was angry at the indifference of the Duke of Yan, and he cried out in a hurry, "it's about your wife!"

"Stop."

The coachman grasped the horse's head skillfully.

Li Chaoyun's back was covered with cold sweat.

The Duke of Yan lifted the curtain and glanced at the startled woman.

Li Chaoyun forced herself to calm down. She went to the Duke of Yan, looked at the crowd around her and said in a low voice, "do you know, elder sister has had a lot of contact with the monks in Baima temple?"

The Duke of Yan narrowed his eyes and his eyebrows were sharp.

Li Chaoyun was photographed by his momentum, shrunk his shoulders, and became more excited. She really asked her to find the right person.

She calmed her mind and said in a tone of secrecy and ambiguity, "to be honest, the elder sister was once taken off by the thieves in the guest house of Baima temple before she got married. When we went back, the thieves had already been killed and lying on the ground. However, the elder sister came back from outside with a smell of plum fragrance..."

When unmarried women talk about this topic, they can't help blushing.

But the Duke of Yan was not in the mood to appreciate the girl's red cheeks.

He didn't show any difference on the surface, but he set off a huge wave in his heart.

Hehe.

Good.