A poor son 115

In the evening, Lin Yutong coaxed Zhangzhu to bed early. Ggaax Fourth Master came back very late, but he quickly washed up and went to see his daughter.

Lin Yutong has already set up a meal here, "Hurry up and have some food. You haven't eaten much today."

The Fourth Master glared at Wu Chunlai, who was almost buried in his chest while his head was on the side, "Talk too much!"

Lin Yutong quickly waved his hand and asked Wu Chun to go down. This man was feeling unhappy. He hadn't suffered a loss for more than a hundred years, so he was feeling unhappy.

After only two people were left in the house, Lin Yutong picked up a piece of ribs and said, "This is not right, it means we are still humans, not gods. How good is it to be a human being, right?"

The Fourth Master bit the crisp bones on the ribs, as if they were biting a human bone, and it creaked and creaked. After swallowing it, he whispered: "What are these? I said it, I'm not angry."

Sure! If you say you don’t have anger, you won’t have anger.

But since that day, the Fourth Master started to get busy and saw people endlessly in front of him. Lin Yutong also had to feed the child regularly, so she did not forget to go ahead.

But Sanlang said that several times he wanted to ask Lin Yutong for what was going on, but could Lin Yutong say it?

The Fourth Master was in a loss and was deceived, so she wouldn't say it.

Sanlang thought the couple really hated them.

Seeing Sanlang's sluggishness, Lin Yutong felt aroused and said, "Don't ask me about these things, but it's better to work hard on your newly acquired beauty. Don't take away your old foundation, but you still know nothing about her."

Sanlang suddenly became anxious: "Empress, I may suffer any loss anywhere, but I will not suffer any loss on women. If I really suffer a loss, I am willing to ask them to take advantage of it. Don't worry about this. In a few days, I will definitely dig out the person behind you."

As he said that, he bowed out of the palace.

But I was not convinced! Who is the one behind this? A man who charges with women is not worthy of being a man in his eyes.

After returning to the mansion, I went directly to Yuehua Pavilion to meet Pan'er.

This woman is also strange. If other women follow him, they will still be a little warm. Whether it is a real couple, a fake couple, or a dewy couple, it is always the look of women looking at men.

What about this person? The master did not resist, but he refused to recognize others after getting off. Should he be polite or polite, and should he be alienated or alienated.

If he hadn't known that there was no robot now, he would have thought that the robot in the future world would have fallen into different time and space.

It seems like a button is installed on the body, and the changes in emotions are not controlled by emotions at all.

No matter how beautiful a woman is, she will lose her interest over time.

"Is it still a habit to live here?" Sanlang asked with a smile, holding her hand and sitting on the edge.

Pan'er lowered her head slightly: "Your Majesty is concerned, but I'm still used to it."

Saburo shook his head and smiled: "Then let's go."

Pan'er didn't ask, followed Saburo immediately and left as soon as he said that.

"You are a big-hearted person and are not afraid of you." Sanlang looked back at her, "Don't be stupid in the future. Whatever people say is what they say? If you don't want it, say you don't want it. If you want something, say you want it." He took the hat and put it on her head. "If someone else says he takes off his clothes, you really take off your clothes. Even in front of the master, it's the same. If you don't want it, say it."

After saying that, regardless of whether Pan'er responded or not, he just pulled her out.

After getting on the carriage, I walked all the way to the busiest streets.

On the way, he bought all the candied haws and candy people for Pan'er to eat.

"Is it sour?" Saburo turned his head and asked.

Pan'er held half a hawthorn in her mouth, but she didn't move for a long time.

Saburo stretched out his hand and said, "I'll continue." As he said that, he gently patted her back and then she choked. "I'm fool, if you're sour, you'll be sour."

Pan'er looked at the hawthorn she had held in her hands and was held in the man's hand without any disgust, and her nose suddenly became sore.

Saburo turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Sour!" Pan'er said softly. It's not that the immature hawthorn acid is, but that it's because of the reason, the nose is sour.

But Saburo stuffed the candy man from Huaxian into Pan'er's mouth, "What about now?"

"Sweet!" Pan'er's voice was soft, "So sour and sweet." I don't know if it was the taste in my mouth or the taste in my heart.

When Sanlang beat someone and bought half of the carriage and piled things on the carriage, Pan'er finally looked up and lifted his hat to look at Sanlang, "Prince, I bought so many things..." The car obviously went out of the city. Her face gradually turned white, and the sugar man in her mouth seemed to be a little bitter. "Are you going to send Pan'er back?"

This road leads to the Baijia Villa.

Saburo saw that although her hands were placed on her knees in a regular manner, her fingertips were obviously trembling, proving that she didn't want to go back.

He patted Pan'er's hand: "Nonsense! Where do you want to go? I'm not going to be a fool to send my woman to someone. Don't worry." He pointed to the things in the car, "After all this is your adopted father's house. After following him, you have to say something. We are back to the door. We have to bring the gift back to the door."

"Go back to the door?" Pan'er stared at Sanlang with wide eyes: "The bad concubine doesn't have to go back to the door. The bad concubine is born in a cold and has a unclean body, and is not worthy of..."

Sanlang glared: "Nonsense! Stop saying this again in the future. I originally wanted to write our birth date, but I really don't know about you. It would be better if I asked your adopted father. Although I can't marry you as my wife, I also want to marry you as my second wife. After two years, I will see if the emperor will reward you. I'll ask for an order and enthrone you as a concubine."

"Pretty concubine?" Pan'er was stunned.

Sanlang just smiled, but no longer said anything. These words were to deceive her, but not all to deceive her. If she could say everything to him, give her a concubine, it would be considered an explanation to this poor woman. If her heart still couldn't be retracted, then she would just act like a show. The kiln sister in the kiln even got married with Enke. Is it true?

In the Bai family courtyard, Bai He looked at the old man sitting on the rocking chair and whispered, "Then Yin Sanlang is here."

The old man's eyes suddenly opened: "Yin Sanlang? How could it be him?"

Bai He shook his head slightly. He had been waiting for so long, but he had not waited for Yin Silang. Isn't this saying that everything he had planned failed? Or, as he expected, he was glaring at the blind man. With such a complex layout, wouldn't it be a fool to expect a cowherd to understand him?

The old man stood up and turned around, then whispered: "You go and see what he wants to do first?"

Baihe had no choice but to turn around and greet him.

When he saw Sanlang bringing Pan'er back, his face changed slightly, "The prince is really a mistake to welcome you."

Sanlang nodded politely: "To be serious, we are not considered outsiders, so there is no need to be polite." He smiled very kindly, "Today, I am going back to the door with Pan'er..."

Before he could finish his words, Bai He's expression cracked bit by bit.

I don't give you this beauty.

Moreover, this is too unprotective. What kind of family does such a woman go back to? The family of the Bai family cannot be so defiled.

His face suddenly became ugly, and he winked, and asked his servant to stop the servants who were constantly moving things down.

"The prince misunderstood! The prince misunderstood!" Bai He looked at Pan'er coldly, "This Pan'er is not a girl from the Bai family, and I can't afford the ritual of the door this time."

"How could he not be able to bear it?" Seeing Pan'er kneeling down, Sanlang picked her up and hugged her waist, "She is my wife. She looks down on her, but she looks down on me. She said she would give the king a concubine before, but she would not recognize him today. Mr. Bai, you really want to recognize him when you want to recognize him, and you don't recognize him when you want to. This so-called aristocratic family is really not particular."

Who doesn't care about it?

Even the cats and dogs raised at home are more expensive than these things that can be raised to serve people.

After she was allowed to go back, she really recognized her daughter. Is the face of the Bai family still worth it?

Bai He took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the evil fire in his heart. "The prince doesn't know that even if he recognizes his adopted daughter, this adopted daughter is still different from his adopted daughter. Only those who are recorded in the genealogy are considered formal Bai family members. This girl is really not a Bai family girl. It's just that I pity her and take care of her more. That's all."

As he said that, he looked at Pan'er wearing a hat: "Is that right?"

Pan'er's whole body trembled: "Yes! The adoptive father... no, it was Mr. Bai who said it."

Sanlang patted Pan'er, turned his head to Baihe and said, "Since that's the case, I'm taking the initiative today. Then I won't bother you. Say goodbye." After that, he helped Pan'er out.

Bai He wanted to stop calling, but he didn't know what to say.

He was confused now. Did the things that Pan'er do have been done? Judging from Sanlang's attitude, it was obvious that he loved Pan'er as precious. Women, especially women of low-class background, felt that they had met a beloved person in their eyes, would have lost all their rationality. For men, they could do anything crazy.

He rushed back to the study room quickly and had to talk about it carefully.

"Now that looking at this, things are probably going to change." Bai He whispered to the old man, "First, something wrong with Pan'er. Second, the cowherd's intentions are not understood at all. What does this mean to someone and to the reckless man, you have to openly explain the key to the power of it."

The old man's eyes suddenly opened: "Tomorrow, I will go to the city in person. Visit several old friends!"

And the Fourth Master was currently under the lamp, picking up his pen and writing letters.

"Who are you writing to?" Lin Yutong asked with her palm beads in her arms.

The Fourth Master didn't raise his head: "Give me a student from the Southland who came to take the exam last time."

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