Chapter 1067: Love of Qin and Jin (2)
Chapter 1067 Qin and Jin are good (2)
"Here." Xuan Xiaoying took out her most precious glass beads from the purse she carried with her, "I'll play with you."
Seeing that Xuan Xiaoying finally had her first human friend in her life, Ning Yue showed a gratified smile.
The Ma family greeted Xuan Bin and Xuan Zhao brothers, Xuan Zhao was still a bit airy, relying on his status as the high-ranking young master of the Xuan family, he didn't pay much attention to the Ma family members, not to mention being knocked down by Rong Lin in the last duel, his **** It hurts even now, seeing Rong Lin, he was angry and wished he could take a detour.
Xuan Bin was polite and approachable. He greeted Ma Yuan, Lin Lanzhi and Ma Ningxin politely, and asked Lin Lanzhi about his health with concern.
"Why didn't the prince come?" Ma Yuan asked subconsciously.
Lin Lanzhi poked him with his elbow. On such an occasion, the crown prince shouldn't be absent. He must not come if he can't come. Why do you ask?
Xuan Bin smiled and said: "Brother is not in good health, he is recuperating in the residence."
The truth is, ever since the truth about Lan Zhen was exposed, the elder brother seemed to be a different person, more unhappy than before, except for the unavoidable entertainment, such as the trip to the Li clan, at other times, he would lock himself up. in the room. Now, he is not going to the barracks either.
Lin Lanzhi saw the reluctance in Xuan Bin's words, but Ma Yuan, the idiot, asked puzzledly: "What's wrong? Have you seen the imperial doctor? What did the imperial doctor say? Can it be cured well? If it can't be cured, my son... "
Lin Lanzhi stomped on him hard.
"Oh, why are you stepping on me?" Ma Yuan felt that his bones had been crushed by Lanzhi. Is it necessary for a pregnant woman to exert such force? Not afraid to move the tire gas.
Lin Lanzhi laughed twice: "Second Young Master, go and do your work, there seems to be someone over there who wants to say hello to you."
Xuan Bin recovered from his injuries in Youzhou for so long, and suddenly returned to Beijing. Naturally, many people wanted to talk to him about old times. Xuan Bin nodded: "Then I'll go first."
As soon as he left, Lin Lanzhi's face fell down: "Can you ask less about other people's personal affairs?"
"I'm not thinking that Yueyue is their family's daughter-in-law anyway, and if she has a good relationship with the eldest son, Yueyue will have a better life in their family."
"If you don't mess around, my daughter will be happy enough."
The mother-in-law is gone, and the father-in-law loves this house again. The life of the daughter and son-in-law is very smooth.
Over there, Xuan Bin beckoned to Xuan Yin, and Xuan Yin went over to chat with a group of aristocratic princes.
Many people also came here to say hello to Rong Qing, and they were all shocked back by Rong Lin's aura. Everyone knows that the commander-in-chief of Nanjiang is very powerful, and few of them stroke their beards.
Rong Lin peeled a grapefruit and handed it to Rong Qing.
Rong Qing took it in his hand, and asked Ning Yue who was beside him while eating: "What's the matter? Are you still arguing?" When he asked this, his eyes swept over Xuan Yin who was chatting with someone not far away.
Ning Yue rubbed her eyebrows: "That guy is more stubborn than me. Didn't you say I lied to him a few times? I didn't do anything to him, and he also lied to me. Last time he went to the Southern Border Army Rescuing Xuan Bin, bumped into Huang Fushan who was taking a bath, Huang Fushan chased and killed him, and chased him all the way to Xiliang, he didn't say a word..."
"Then you asked him to write a self-criticism?" Rong Qing raised his eyebrows.
Ning Yue stopped talking.
Rong Qing smiled faintly, and said: "It is right to ask him to write a self-criticism, but if he dares to neglect my sister, he should definitely not, Rong Lin, go and kill him."
Rong Lin curled his lips: "No."
Rong Qing asked: "Why don't you go?"
"I can't beat it." Rong Lin mournfully picked up the grapefruit peel in his hand.
(end of this chapter)