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Chapter Twenty

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    When Wen Qian brought up what happened that night while taking a walk after dinner, she couldn't stop laughing.

    "I really thought she was not afraid of anything, and was determined to make a big fight, but when she saw your sign, she gave up. Oh, there's a lot of thunder and a little rain. Those who were going to see a good show didn't start.  It's over."

    Following her, Yang Jin saw that she had folded a sprig of sweet-scented osmanthus in her hand, and asked casually, "Has your two families had a grudge for a long time?"

    Wen Qian closed her eyes and thought about it for a while, "Well since my master came to Guangling, it is inevitable to do business with colleagues, but Zhou Qian is a strong person and has always refused to admit defeat. Ever since she took over Fengxian, she has been thinking about it.  Put us down."

    "No wonder she finds trouble with you everywhere."

    "Who will let the tree attract the wind?" She didn't think about it at all when she said this, but seemed to be proud of it.  Yang Jin could not help but smile.

    Seeing him laughing, the worries and barriers in Wen Qian's heart dissipated a lot in an instant, and she joked, "I knew Jin Yiwei was so powerful, I should have tied you up, Yang, Da, man."  He carefully tapped the tip of Yang Jin's nose, and then retreated skillfully, a foot away before he frowned.

    Yang Jin: ""

    "Hey¡ª¡ª" Wen Qian raised her eyebrows, and stretched out her hand to block him, "Let's talk about it first, it's a big holiday, and it's no fun to worry about it."

    I obviously didn't say a word

    Yang Jin sighed lightly, but she seemed to be in good spirits. She raised her head to look at the night sky, then jumped onto the overhanging eaves of the Hanging Flower Gate by a nearby tree, and looked up into the distance.

    Following her gaze, Yang Jin wondered, "What are you looking at?"

    "Want to know?" Wen Qian gave him a seat and smiled provocatively, "Come up and see for yourself."

    He pursed the corners of his lips helplessly below, as if he didn't intend to pick up on her.

    Wen Qian leaned over, resting her chin with one hand, "Afraid of heights? Do you want my sister to give you a hand?"

    Without waiting for an answer, Yang Jin heard the sound of the wind in his ears. Yang Jin had already stood up, turned around and stood beside her firmly without any need for strength, and then sat down, "Why must I be younger than you?"

    Stunned by his skill for a moment, Wen Qian immediately opened his mouth and said, "You look younger than me."

    Yang Jin turned his head disapprovingly: "What year were you born?"

    "Chengming five years, how about you?"

    He smiled after hearing this: "Chengming three years."

    Wen Qian muttered softly: "It's only two years older than me."

    Unexpectedly only twenty-one, in terms of age is relatively young.  she thought to herself.

    Yang Jin looked at her and said deliberately: "Don't you call me brother?"

    Wen Qian bared her teeth: "You think beautifully."

    She turned her face away angrily, picked up the dangui, and began to destroy the flower without mercy.

    The music building not far away is still singing and singing all night. Tonight most of the idlers gathered in the small flower hall to drink, but the neighborhood is extremely quiet, and there is no one around.

    Looking from a high place, there is less obstruction in the line of sight, and the full moon is bigger than usual, with a faint brilliance.

    Fine osmanthus flowers fell from between the fingers and lay between the roof tiles. Wen Qian was picking up one, but when he was about to throw it away, he heard Yang Jin clear his throat unnaturally.

    "Are you not angry?"

    She paused with her hands, but her eyes opened slightly wide involuntarily, and she only heard him continue: "I said too much what I said yesterday, so don't take it to heart."

    Wen Qian quietly took the sweet-scented osmanthus back, and pretended not to care and said, "you just know you're wrong."

    ?But I thought in my heart: He has given in first, should I also apologize?

    Yang Jin sighed softly: "However, what you said is indeed too much. It doesn't matter if you say I'm okay, and my family can't be involved no matter what."

    She pursed her lips, her eyes wandered aimlessly around, "that's not because you misunderstood me first."

    He frowned: "You didn't act like that, how could I misunderstand you."

    "What's wrong with my behavior like that? It doesn't bother you at all." Wen Qian was displeased.

    "I'm just talking about the facts"

    "Then I'm just talking about the facts!"

    Arguing endlessly like this, Yang Jin put his hands on his knees, saw that there seemed to be anger in her eyes, shook his head and turned his face away, "I'll be annoyed just by talking about it."

    Wen Qian stood up unconvinced: "Who is annoyed, I obviously"

    ?Because she was in a hurry to argue, she couldn't stand firmly on her feet, and the moss on the tiles was soaked in dew for many years, which was very slippery.There were layers of worry in Yan Yan's tone, "But remember to be careful in everything, don't force yourself, and don't get hurt like last time in the Tang Mansion."

    "No." She didn't care, still grinning, "I just went to see my old lover with the old lady, how could I get hurt, it's not a dragon's pool or a tiger's den."

    "I'm worried about that" He hesitated, "Jin Yiwei is not a good person, you should be more or less taboo, if you don't listen to advice on other things, it's fine, why are you always walking with that surnamed Yang?"  Together?"

    "I really want to." Wen Qian glanced at him, "Could it be that you have a way to let Tang Po go to Qingliang Villa?"

    "" Lou Yan was speechless.

    "You, concentrate on making your medicine." She leaned leisurely on the soft couch, "Don't just worry about it all day long."

    "I know."

    "If you're free, go see him too."

    Lou Yan didn't answer this sentence, but lowered his head and seriously added another knot to the already knotted luggage.

    ? August 15th, Mid-Autumn Festival.

    A thin layer of fog rose early in the morning, and a carriage was already waiting at the back door of the music workshop.

    Wen Qian finally ordered two groups of people to follow her up the mountain, and then arranged Tang Po among them. Although the old lady had poor legs and was quite old, it was very eye-catching at first glance, but fortunately, there were so many people, so it was hard to see anything.  Come.

    Lingge, You Yue, and a few young girls from Leban sat in the same car with Tangpo. It felt like an old cow eating tender grass. The old lady found a reason for this, saying that she wanted to feel what ""  Family happiness", but most likely they planned to secretly drink two cups behind Wen Qian's back.

    Qingliang Mountain Villa is not far from the city, but the trouble is that the road up the mountain is quite tortuous, even if you leave at Chen Shi, you will have to arrive at noon.

    Most of the music workshops are women, one Wenqian can go out for nearly an hour, but now countless Wenqian are on the road together, the delay can be imagined.

    Lunch was made up with dry food halfway up the mountain.

    Wen Qian put it down without eating a couple of bites, and lay down by the car window to watch the scenery¡ªand people by the way.

    Yang Jinxing was at the front of the team, and there were still one or two guards following him. He had dismounted now, and was sitting on a clean boulder by the side of the road.  Yan Yixiao.

    Her head was tilted against the window sill, her long hair pouring down like water.

    Shi Baichuan held the cake in his mouth, followed her gaze, then turned back to look at her, and leaned over with a thief-like expression on his face.

    "Hey, you and my brother really have an affair?"

    Wen Qian raised her eyelids lazily, "Guess."

    "It's hard to guess. Didn't I just ask you because I don't know? Let me tell you, the Yang family's family rules are notoriously harsh. If Mr. Yang Ge knows it, he must pull the two of you to soak the pig cage together."  .¡±

    "Isn't that good? It's good to treat everyone equally, and you can still have a back when you die."

    "" Shi Baichuan felt that she had a unique idea.

    Wen Qian suddenly raised her head and squinted at him, "Your name is Brother Yang Jin Are you his younger brother? Why isn't your surname Yang, cousin?"

    He waved his head and said no, "My brother and I are pawns I can't say that, anyway, I used to hang out with him, and then I have experienced a lot, he became a royal guard, and I have nowhere to go,  and went to him."

    "Later?" She focused extremely accurately, "A lot of things have happened? Is there something hidden here?"

    Realizing that he had slipped his tongue, Shi Baichuan chewed on the pancakes, "I-I can't tell you this, my brother will kill me."

    Wen Qian raised her peach eyes more and more inquisitively, "I really can't say."

    "can not say¡­¡­"

    Here Yang Jin was chatting with someone, when he suddenly heard Shi Baichuan's panicked exclamation, he hurriedly got up and went over.

    "What happened?"

    The latter was clutching his heart in horror, and took a few steps back again and again. When he saw Yang Jin, he complained to him like a fury: "Brother, she, she just molested me."

    After hearing this, he forced himself not to sigh, but his brows were already furrowed unconsciously, and he looked at Wen Qian.

    She was smiling, and when her eyes met his, she hurriedly restrained her expression, spread her hands, and said innocently: "I'm wronged, I didn't do anything."

    Yang Jin looked at Shi Baichuan with a bit of helplessness: "Is she still molesting fewer people?"

    Shi Baichuan couldn't help being silent, perhaps because he thought it made sense, so he rubbed his chest sadly, and walked away speechless.

    Yang Jin sighed inaudibly, and seemed to want to say something when he looked back at her, but in the end he decided to say nothing.

    Watching the two of them go far away, Wen Qian sat back in the car and tossed up a copper coin in his hand like a play.

    "The second son of the Yang family who has a story"

    She caught the copper coin and smiled slyly, "Sooner or later, I'll have to catch it." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com)That's all.

    Watching the two of them go far away, Wen Qian sat back in the car and tossed up a copper coin in his hand like a play.

    "The second son of the Yang family who has a story"

    She caught the copper coin and smiled slyly, "Sooner or later, I'll have to catch it." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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