Without practicing the Hehuan skill, the crazy leader has infinite charm

Nangong Xiulan found it difficult to speak, and after a pause, he said, "You want to divorce me because you think I'm too old?"

Nangong Xiu Lan knew that when Yao Jia was in Jiangnan, she had stayed at the Yongle Marquis's house and had a close relationship with the Yongle Prince.

Yao Jia said that Le Hou recognized her as his aunt, but who knows what she was thinking in her heart? Besides, this girl always tells lies. Maybe it was Le Wuyou who took away Yao Jia's virginity.

Le Wuyou is a gentle man with a handsome appearance. What's more rare is that he is only three years younger than Yao Jia, so they are of the same age.

He has a gentle personality, good temper, and is younger than him, which is the gentle type that Yao Jia likes.

Yao Jia frowned, "If you want to return the banknote, just return it to me immediately. Why are you asking so many questions?"

There's no way he could trick her into telling the truth. What if she told the truth, saying that she wanted to use the money to build her outer house? Could he still return the banknotes to her?

And why did Nangong Xiu Lan suffer for her for no reason, making her owe him a favor again.

Looking at the blood-soaked gauze on his back, Yao Jia felt annoyed and didn't want the money anymore. She went straight into the inner room to rest.

In the next few days, Yao Jia was still very attentive, but she never cooked Shuanghong porridge again, because that porridge always reminded her of Sanlang.

Nangong Xiu Lan recovered faster than the doctor expected. In just five or six days, the flesh on the scabbed area grew out.

Early that morning, Yao Jia unexpectedly found her stack of banknotes on the dressing table. She was immediately overjoyed and planned to ask someone to buy a house for her after the New Year so that Lang Yue could move out of Changyi Building.

After putting the banknotes in a safer place, Yao Jia began to recite the Star Formula from memory.

It’s strange to say, how come she could remember quite a few of the tongue-twisting star formulas that she memorized in her previous life, even though she only copied them down twice.

Nangong Xiu Lan felt puzzled when he saw that Yao Jia did not rush out after receiving the banknote.

He was not the only one who was confused in the courtyard. For example, Lin Jiang, while grinding ink for Yao Jia, asked: "Young Pavilion Master, where are you going after you finish reciting the formula?"

Nangong Xiu Lan, who was sitting on the couch not far away, unconsciously clenched the book in his hand.

"Where can we go? It's nothing more than to..." Yao Jia suddenly paused, raised her head and looked at Lin Jiang, "Why are you asking this?"

Lin Jiang's heart trembled, he glanced at Nangong Xiulan on the couch, and immediately replied: "Nothing, just asking casually."

Although his movements were small, Yao Jia caught them. Knowing that Lin Jiang had other intentions, he curled his lips and smiled, saying, "Ah Jiang, I've lived here for two years and I've gotten along well with you. Are you willing to follow me?"

"Young Master, don't be like this. I am a good man with a clean record."

Nangong Xiulan: "..."

Yao Jia was furious: "Are you sick? I just wanted you to stay with me and do things for me!"

Lin Jiang was stunned. "...Doing business? What business?"

Yao Jia put away the pen and said with a smile: "Come with me and I will tell you."

Let Lin Jiang take the formula he wrote in ink.

After getting Nangong Xiu Lan's approval, Lin Jiang followed Yao Jia out of the yard and went straight to Lin Congmo.

"Young Pavilion Master, why did you bring me to Lin Zhengjun?"

Before entering the house, Yao Jia turned around and looked at Lin Jiang, with a faint smile on her face as bright as the moon: "Ah Jiang? You are an upright and honest person, right!"

"Ah?" Lin Jiang didn't know why Yao Jia asked this, but he nodded anyway, "Young Pavilion Master, Lin Jiang never lies."

"Then follow me in."

After entering, Yao Jia talked to Lin Congmo for a while, and asked Lin Jiang to give the rice paper in his hand to Lin Congmo.

"Father Lin, I wrote all of this down from memory. Lin Jiang can testify for me."

Lin Jiang thought of himself as a good man with good conduct, honesty and trustworthiness, and he didn't have any casual relationships with men and women, so he immediately agreed: "Yes, Lord Zheng, I have been watching all the time. These are all written by the Young Pavilion Master himself. The Young Pavilion Master has been working hard recently and studying day and night. The young master has praised the Young Pavilion Master several times."

Lin Congmo looked at the familiar handwriting and was stunned for a moment. Then he carefully flipped through the pages one by one. After confirming that the content was correct, he set his eyes on Yao Jia. "It seems that Yao Yao has been working hard recently. Her homework has improved a lot, and her handwriting is neater than before."

Yao Jia chuckled. Of course not. In his previous life, after he became the Pavilion Master, he was often ridiculed for his sloppy handwriting, so he began to copy Nangong Xiu Lan’s handwriting.

If she wasn't afraid that Lin Congmo would misunderstand that Nangong Xiu Lan was letting him off, she wouldn't have brought Lin Jiang here.

Yao Jia walked to Lin Congmo's side and began to act like a good little girl, patting Lin Congmo's shoulders, "Dad Lin, since I recited the formula silently, does that matter still count?"

Lin Congmo smiled and nodded, "Of course it counts!"

Seeing that Lin Congmo agreed, Yao Jia did not stay long and took Lin Jiang out with a smile on her face.

In front of a courtyard not far from Qingxinyuan, Yao Jia turned straight in.

Lin Jiang followed in, and after walking for a while, he found that the scenery was not right, and quickly reminded Yao Jia: "Young Master, we entered the wrong courtyard."

Yao Jia smiled, "You're right, this is my yard."

"But this isn't Qingxin Courtyard." Lin Jiang ran outside to confirm the words on the door plaque, and said with certainty: "This is Tingfeng Tower, Young Master, we really went the wrong way."

Yao Jia's smile deepened. She folded her arms and looked at Lin Jiang, very proudly, "This is my own yard."

What? Lin Jiang felt that there was something wrong with his ears. "Your own yard? How could Lin Zhengjun agree to let you move out of Qingxinyuan?!"

"Father Lin loves me so much, and he felt that I have been wronged for following your young master for the past few years, so he naturally agreed. Hehehe, you also contributed to this."

"I?"

Yao Jia had a cunning look on her face. "You also testified for me, saying that I worked hard and that Senior Brother Lan recognized my efforts. Father Lin thought that I had good self-control now and was so motivated, so he agreed to my request. Okay, go back and serve your young master. Someone will move my things soon. Keep an eye on them and don't leave anything behind."

When Lin Congmo came to visit Nangong Xiulan while she was in bed, he found Yaojia copying the Star Formula and joked, "If you memorize half of it, I'll grant you one of your requests."

I thought Yao Jia would let him restore his monthly salary after he took it for granted, but who would have thought that he would ask him to move out of Qingxinyuan.

Lin Congmo asked her to write it again before it would count, and that’s how the scene just now happened.

Not long after Lin Jiang came back, the servants came to move Yao Jia's daily necessities. The housekeeper explained the reason to Nangong Xiu Lan with a smile.

Looking at Nangong Xiu Lan's face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.

Thinking of what Lin Zhengjun said just now, "Letting the two of them separate for a while may help them improve their relationship. After all, a short separation is better than a new marriage. It was the same for Wan Ning and I in the past."

After everyone had packed up, they quickly retreated.

"Young Master? I'll go out and see Uncle Lin off." Lin Jiang's heart was trembling, and he wanted to follow everyone out.

Nangong Xiulan looked at the expanded room, feeling empty inside. He pursed his lips and turned half of his handsome face to the side, "Get lost!"

Lin Jiang, get out of here quickly.

For the first time in his life, he felt that his young master had a bad temper. The young master himself had angered the young master and forced him to leave the courtyard. He had been sleeping with her for two years without touching her, but now he was taking his anger out on him.

Could it be that the young master has chanted the Heart Purification Mantra and become stupid?

Do you really think of yourself as a saint who is pure-hearted, aloof from women, and calm?

Lin Jiang began to feel some sympathy for Yao Jia.