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Chapter 37

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    Mingran¡¯s face was stiff, and she was in a very unpleasant mood.

    She doesn¡¯t know how to dance and doesn¡¯t like dancing. In other words, she doesn¡¯t like any exercise that involves jumping around, panting, and sweating. She just wants to be a quiet and beautiful woman.

    But why is it so difficult?

    Qiqi groaned, "Player, your life will be short if you stay paralyzed all day." After saying that, he ran away, not giving her a chance to ramble on.

    Mingran lay weakly on the painted red table, her head drooped, her whole body immersed in sadness.

    Sun Fan¡¯s hands in his sleeves were clenched into fists, and his eyes were staring at her, as if he was determined to make a bloody hole in her.

    Last time in Langfeng Villa, in front of so many people, she was pushed into the lake and slapped hard. She was so humiliated that she didn't even talk to anyone, and even had the cold in her body. She drank it and didn't know.  How much bitter medicine soup.

    It took her nearly half a month to recover, and her father and mother didn't know who listened to someone's gossip. After she recovered, they still detained her in the house and didn't let her step out of the house until they were in front of her grandmother these days.  After praying in many ways, the ban was lifted and I was able to go out for a walk.

    All these past events went through Sun Fanyin¡¯s mind, and he really hated it when he thought about it.

    Gritting his teeth, he said: "Ming San!"

    Mingran¡¯s mind was already filled with the square dance melody in her distant memory. Her eyebrows were pounding and she didn¡¯t hear it at all.

    When Ming Ci heard this, she realized that the person sitting in front of the window was her third sister.

    Wei Ying next to her was also surprised and said: "Is it your third sister? Didn't she enter the palace? Why is she here?"

    Ming Ci knew nothing about it, so she shook her head and was about to go over, but Sun Fanyin rushed over one step ahead of her.

    This kind of movement was a bit loud, Mingran noticed it, straightened up, turned his head, and met it.

    Sun Fanyin was dressed in a gold-colored embroidered silk skirt today and walked over quickly with a gust of wind. The pendants on the golden silk steps in her bun were all tangled together.

    He raised his hands, his face was red, his eyes were burning, and he was fierce.

    Mingran raised her head and looked at it, sitting on the stool.  Although she is much shorter than Miss Sun, she still suppresses half of her arrogance.

    Staring at those eyes as calm as a deep pool of blue water, Sun Fanyin suddenly remembered that day in Langfeng Villa, where she looked as gloomy as a ghost on a cold winter night. His face twitched, he stopped abruptly, and raised his eyebrows.  The slap was so stunned that I couldn't move it down.

    He raised his hand, neither up nor down, feeling embarrassed for a moment.

    Mingran laughed out loud, loosened the hand holding her head, pulled out the hollow silk-wrapped hairpin from her hair, placed it on the wide sleeves spread out on the table, and scratched it gently, with a loose and tight posture.

    "What a coincidence, Miss Sun." She raised her body, sat sideways, twirled the hairpin in her hand and pointed at her raised palm, "Why, you want to slap me when we meet? Such a greeting gift  , you are so generous."

    When Sun Fan saw her hairpin, he recalled the cold hosta that was close to her cheek and almost scratched her face, and immediately felt a chill down his back.

    The palms of his hands gradually closed and he put them down bitterly.

    He stopped his movements subconsciously, but he refused to give up. He said with a sense of weakness, "Hey Mingsan, do you remember the last debt? I haven't even settled the matter with you yet!"

    Mingran sneered: "The account last time? How could you not remember it? Miss Sun said she didn't calculate it clearly. I thought about it carefully and found that I really didn't calculate it clearly."

    "You scratched a mark on my face and I slapped you back. Didn't you take advantage of me?"

    She stood up, being slightly taller than Sun Fanyin, and touched her hairpin, "Come on, Miss Sun, let's figure it out."

    Sun Fan was so frightened by her that he backed away. The maid Xia Dong helped him with both hands and glared angrily, "Ms. Ming San, it's inappropriate to act like this."

    Mingran raised her eyebrows and said, "What's wrong? I think it's quite appropriate. Miss Sun has already come to visit me, so of course you won't be polite."

    Xia Dong was so quiet, it was indeed her young lady who raised her hand first to find trouble.

    There was a moment of silence on the second floor of Zhenbao Pavilion.

    At this time, Xi Zi held the food in one hand and pinched the candied haws in the other hand and turned around. She squeezed in among a few people and looked at them warily.

    Mingran put back her hairpin, took the candied haws, and returned to her seat, eating leisurely.

    Sun Fan had a long face and a very scary expression.

    Mingran swallowed the sour and sweet taste in her mouth and said happily: "Oh, I feel so angry, right?"

    Sun Fanyin: "!" Little bitch!

    Mingran took another mouthful of candied haws in her mouth and said, "Now?¡­¡±

    Xun Ye waved his hand, not wanting to talk to him anymore.

    Mingran listened to him carefully, bent her eyes and looked at him with a smile.

    But he held her hand and walked slowly down. As he walked, he said to her warmly: "Watch the road."

    Mingran responded softly and went downstairs together.

    Today, Eunuch Wang dressed up as a young man, walked a few steps slowly, stopped in front of Mr. Sun, and said with a serious tone, "Sir, the so-called respect for superiors and inferiors, Miss Sun's rules are really strict.  If you go out, you will offend many people."

    After saying this, the prince took three steps at a time and followed him down.

    The atmosphere on the second floor of Zhenbao Pavilion was stagnant. Mr. Sun raised his hands in anger and almost slapped him down. Fortunately, he remembered that there were outsiders like Ming Ci and Wei Ying around, so he stopped taking action.

    "What are you doing standing there?! Go back to your house if you don't want me to! I'll deal with this ungodly evil thing of yours when I get back!"

    Because Sun Fan was arrogant in front of outsiders, she was like a quail in front of her father. She didn't even dare to say a word after hearing this series of words.

    Mr. Sun and Sun Fan were gone because they were completely ignored by these two groups. He looked at each other with Wei Ying and went downstairs.

    Wei Ying said in a low voice: "That was just nowthe Holy One?"

    There was no need to coax her with clear words, so he nodded and said yes.

    Seeing Mingci nodding, Wei Ying let out a low cry, very surprised.

    The two of them walked out of the gate of Zhenbao Pavilion without buying anything. The sun was shining brightly outside. Ming Ci raised her eyes and saw her third sister and the Holy Master standing in front of the carriage.

    The young emperor has a smile on his face, and his long-sleeved robe looks like orchids in front of the court and jade trees at the foot of the steps, which is pure and elegant.

    He stretched out his hand to take the remaining candied haws from her third sister and took a bite.

    Ming Ci was stunned for a moment, hesitating whether to step forward or not, when he heard laughter coming from there.

    Mingran looked at His Majesty the Emperor, who was so sore that he narrowed his eyes, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

    Xunye handed the candied haws to her, tapped her forehead with his fingers, and smiled softly.

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