Legend of the Orchid

In Zhao Tingjie's bedroom, Li Zhonglan clenched his fists and was restless. He thought about it, sighed, and took out two paper figurines from his pocket. He just wanted to recite the mantra, but was stopped by Daoan: "Disciple, you Didn't I just find out that your man is heading back!"

"But it's been so long, why haven't you returned? Could there be an accident on the way?" Zhong Lan said anxiously, her brows furrowed.

Daoan curled his lips, took the paper figurine away from Zhonglan's hand, sat back leisurely at the table, rolled his eyes, and said, "Don't worry, Zhao Dezhao is a man who has been on the battlefield, he can handle such a situation, you still Save your mana and stop messing up your body!"

Zhong Lan had no choice but to continue to sit and wait.

After another stick of incense, two black shadows flickered in front of the window, followed by a few rapid knocks on the door, Zhong Lan was overjoyed, and rushed forward to open the door, seeing Dao'an shaking his head again and again.

When she opened the door, she saw that it was the courtyard steps, but seeing the wetness on the left shoulder of the courtyard steps, Zhong Lan cried out inwardly, so she hurriedly closed the door, wanting to help the courtyard steps to see what happened.

Zhao Tingjie found that Dao'an was also in the room, and was immediately displeased, and asked with a black face, "Why is he here too?"

Seeing that Zhao Tingjie disliked him, Daoan rolled his eyes angrily, and was about to educate him, but Zhong Lan quickly explained: "Master, he came here to help, and he cast a spell to help you out just now."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Tingjie didn't appreciate it, instead he glared at King Kong, pointed his sword at Dao'an with a "shua", and said through gritted teeth, "You monitor me!"

Zhong Lan was taken aback, she supported the hand holding the sword on the steps, and persuaded: "Master didn't mean anything malicious, he only asked about your whereabouts because he cared about you."

Dao'an raised his eyebrows, looked at Zhonglan's catkin in Tingjie's hand, and said sarcastically: "Your royal family is doing surveillance, so you don't allow Pindao to watch? Pindao helped you stop King Jin , Pindao did something wrong?"

Zhao Tingjie glared fiercely at Dao'an, but finally put down his sword.

Zhonglan helped Tingjie to sit down on the chair, and wanted to take off the other person's clothes to look at the wound. Then she thought about it and said to her master, "Master, do you still have Shengjisan on your body?"

Dao'an nodded, stared at Zhao Tingjie's body with great interest, and said with a smile: "Of course, there are other good medicines to stop bleeding and heal wounds."

"Great!" Zhong Lan said excitedly, spread her hands shamelessly, and demanded, "Give me the medicine!"

Daoan's eyes widened and he cursed, "You brat!"

Regardless of Master's reluctance, Zhong Lan threw herself on Master and grabbed the medicine bottle in the other's arms. The two of them got entangled, and Zhao Tingjie was about to explode to death.

In the end, Zhong Lan won a complete victory, confiscated all of Master's medicines, and then unceremoniously chased away the guests: "Master, it's getting late, you should go back to your room early to rest!"

Dao'an was quickly furious with this white-eyed wolf apprentice, but the voice that made him even more angry was still behind: "Dao'an, go to Baoyue Pavilion by the lake and see how Jinyan and their injuries are."

Zhao Tingjie's words were grandiose, and he didn't treat Dao'an as an outsider at all. The corners of Dao'an's mouth twitched, and he wanted to refuse, but staring at Zhao Tingjie's handsome face, he found that he couldn't disobey the other party's wishes, so he had no choice but to admit that he was unlucky, and acted arrogantly.

Zhong Lan asked curiously, "Apart from Jin Yan, who else was injured?"

The door of the courtyard door was closed, and his spirit suddenly relaxed, and he replied lazily: "That woman named Baochun."

Zhong Lan couldn't help but her face darkened: "Isn't she from King Jin? Why did you save her?"

Ting Jie smiled helplessly, shook his head and said: "She has some contacts with Jin Yan, since Jin Yan wants to save her, I can't just sit idly by."

Seeing that Ting Jie attached so much importance to his subordinates, Zhong Lan couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive. While carefully peeling off Ting Jie's bloody clothes, he jokingly said, "You have always been too kind to the servant."

Ting Jie smiled: "Jin Yan is not an ordinary attendant." He thought for a while, and then said: "He is very smart and obedient."

Zhong Lan's hand stopped abruptly, he bit his lip, with mixed feelings in his heart: in Ting Jie's eyes, as long as he was obedient, he would risk his life to save him, but because he was disobedient, he was beaten many times, could it be that he Is the love for the courtyard better than flattery?

Thinking about it this way, Zhong Lan was very wronged, her eye circles were red, and she was a little annoyed. She tore Ting Jie's clothes fiercely, and the material that had condensed with the blood on her skin violently tore the wound again, excruciatingly painful. Zhao Tingjie gasped.

Ting Jie knew that Zhong Lan was angry, but he didn't expect Zhong Lan to be so angry. Next, when cleaning the wound, Zhong Lan didn't do it lightly or hard, and smashed the handkerchief into the blood-red wound. The pain caused cold sweat on Zhao Tingjie's forehead oozing.

After finally cleaning the wound, applying medicine and bandaging it up, Ting Jie put his arms around Zhong Lan's waist, let Zhong Lan sit on his lap, and sighed, "Lan'er, are you unhappy?"

"No." Zhong Lan said stubbornly, with an expression of unhappiness on his face.

Ting Jie pinches Zhong Lan's jaw, trying to make her look up at him, but Zhong Lan shakes her head vigorously, breaks free from Ting Jie's restraint, and successfully makes Ting Jie's face darken.

The two of them just sat there in silence, each suppressing their anger, and finally Zhong Lan got up to make the bed, and she didn't say a word to Ting Jie until she lay down on the bed.

Tingjie thought that Zhonglan was a child at heart, so he wanted to hug Zhonglan, but Zhonglan turned over and turned her back to him, which made him embarrassed and unhappy.

Ting Jie still didn't give up trying to reconcile, and hugged Zhong Lan from behind again, but Zhong Lan made an inch of progress and tried hard to break Ting Jie's arm, trying to break free from the restraint.

This time he touched the tiger's beard, which completely pissed off Zhao Tingjie. He knelt up abruptly, pressed Zhong Lan down on the bed, tore off the other's obscene pants, opened his palm as big as a cattail fan, and slapped Zhong Lan fiercely on the other's chest. Xue's buttocks twitched twice.

Zhong Lan cried out in pain, but her mouth was merciless, panting and scolding: "Zhao Tingjie, you big bastard, besides beating people, do you have any other skills!"

Ting Jie sneered: "There is no need to have it." After finishing speaking, he slapped twice again, and the five red marks on his buttocks were shocking.

How could Li Zhonglan allow herself to be obedient because of the beating, but she wanted to do the opposite, scolding more fiercely, which caused Zhao Tingjie to be furious, and just standing up made Zhonglan almost shed tears in pain.

In fact, Zhao Tingjie didn't want to do it tonight, but Zhonglan made him too angry. In order to punish Zhonglan, he tossed the other party until dawn. Yu, also refused to lower his posture, he was so angry that he almost smashed Zhong Lan to pieces before giving up.

The east turned pale, and the two finally fell asleep entangled, Zhong Lan slept very unsteadily, dreaming that Ting Jie fell in love with someone else, and dreaming that Ting Jie was going to beat him, she was really wronged and burst into tears. Fluttering down.

After crying, Zhonglan woke up. Zhong Lan found that the court was not there, thinking that the other party had gone to court, so she wiped her face and found that it was full of tears. She couldn't help but lay on the bed with her eyes open for a long time, and then fell asleep again. No, I had to sigh deeply, get up and bathe and change clothes for myself.

After washing up, he was about to have breakfast when a paper figure floated over and imitated Dao'an's tone and said, "Come on, disciple, your man is going to fight Zhao Guangyi!"

Zhong Lan was startled, and didn't even bother to eat, so she followed the paper figurine and hurried away.

When they got to the lake, Zhong Lan found that the scene was in a mess, a group of servants were jumping up and down in the water, and there were black heads floating all over the emerald green lake.

Both Zhao Tingjie and Zhao Guangyi stood by the lake with their hands behind their backs. Zhao Guangyi looked annoyed, while Zhao Tingjie looked like he was watching the show. Not far away, Daoan was leaning against a willow tree with his arms folded, as if watching the excitement was not a big deal.

Not knowing why, Zhong Lan walked up to Dao'an and asked what happened.

Dao'an curled his lips and said with a smile: "Zhao Guangyi wants to compete with your man, so he asked the guards to knock Zhao Guangyi's fan into the lake as a teacher. I didn't expect Zhao Guangyi to treasure his broken fan so much. Let people go into the water to find it. That's it now."

Zhong Lan hated Zhao Guangyi for shaking his fan back and forth for a long time, now that she heard this funny thing, she couldn't hold back her face, she was about to smile, and she was afraid that the smile would be obvious, so she quickly covered her mouth with her hand, but her eyes were crooked It formed a new moon, and the thin shoulders shrugged mischievously. Looking at it from a distance, I don't know how happy it is.

"Hey, brat, stop laughing! You're going to be overturned!" Dao'an noticed that Zhao Tingjie's eyes were flying knives in the distance, and kindly reminded his apprentice.

Zhong Lan was taken aback, and turned her head to look, and found that Zhao Tingjie's uncle and nephew were all looking at her, and the expressions of the two had undergone earth-shaking changes. Clusters of small flames danced, causing Zhong Lan to panic immediately.

Not long after, Zhao Tingjie strode towards Zhonglan. Li Zhonglan was flustered and grabbed Master's sleeve like a life-saving straw, and stammered, "Master, what should I do?"