"That's a living person! I just fainted! I have money!" Yi Shuihan yelled three times in a row. Novel ranking list
The waiter was sore that his ears hurt, and he quickly asked someone to lift the man into the room.
Yi Shuihan wrote a prescription for the waiter to buy medicine and decoct medicine, and paid the room fee for one month in advance.
Then I wrote a note, which roughly means to let the person repay his kindness. I listed multiple ways to repay his kindness, choose one, either promise her something, owe her a life, or promise her body, or
Finally, I picked up the man's finger and printed a red fingerprint. Her signature was inverted with three large characters of Yi Shuihan flying dragons and phoenixes.[
In duplicate, one was stuffed into the man's pocket, and she held the other one herself, and the task was done.
Seeing that man is also an extraordinary person, maybe when he is useful to her, the man is a filial son and will never be bad, so she believes that he should not be as scoundrel as her and do things like scoundrels.
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Yi Shuihan told the waiter about something and gave him a lot of rewards before leaving the inn.
It was already past nine o'clock in the morning, and Yi Shuihan yawned repeatedly, and she fell asleep when she returned to the Zhuangyuan Mansion.
After sleeping for a while, she was woken up by Ling Yiran's fellow. She knocked on the door and felt that the wooden door was about to fall apart.
"Stop quarrel!" Yi Shui roared, lifting the quilt and getting up to wash.
Ling Yiran was a little embarrassed. Yi Shuihan was the first person to dare to yell at him.
With a click, the door suddenly opened, reflecting Yi Shuihan's gloomy face.
"What's the matter with me?" Yi Shuihan's tone was not very good.
"Where are you going this morning?" Ling Yiran asked, every morning he came to Yi Shuihan to attend the morning court, but this morning he searched for the entire Zhuangyuan Mansion but no one was seen.
"Practice the Kung Fu." Yi Shuihan can do it at will, and there is no need to draft it.
"Practice your qigong? Why did you suddenly practice your qigong?" Ling Yiran was half-believing and half-doubting.
"I want to surpass you, can I?"
"Okay, I'm looking forward to it." Ling Yiran smiled.
"Then what's the matter with you looking for me?" She wanted to go back to sleep, and she was very tired.
"Can't you look for you if you're fine?" Ling Yiran asked back. He was a little nervous recently. It is a good choice to come to Yi Shuihan to relax.
"Are you looking for a suck?" Yi Shuihan said viciously.
"Okay, why not fight."
"Crazy!" Yi Shuihan glared at Ling Yiran, left the room, and walked towards the hall.[
"What is a mental illness?" Ling Yiran asked. Sometimes he really couldn't understand what Yi Shuihan meant.
"That means you have mental problems!" Yi Shuihan didn't look back.
When Ling Yiran saw that the 1st scholar's mansion was empty, he suddenly felt that it was good that no one was there, very quiet, not that kind of quiet without sound, but the empty tranquility. It seemed that he wanted to reduce the servants of the royal mansion a little.
Yi Shuihan saw that the boxes in the yard were still there. She was worried about where to get the betrothal gifts before, but now these boxes of things can finally be used for the full amount.
"Yiran, are you free today?"
"What do you want to do?" Ling Yiran looked at Yi Shuihan. Such a good tone and harmless expression made no one feel willing to refuse, but he knew very well, the more Yi Shuihan's tone was.
OK, the brighter the smile, the more unacceptable the things that are about to come down. Fortunately, Yi Shuihan did not laugh, so it shouldn't be too difficult for him to make things difficult.