Leng Jian, who had been sitting on the wall, looked at Ling Yiran suspiciously. Ling Yiran seemed to have no intention of leaving. Was he also waiting for Yi Shuihan?
There was a lot of fog tonight, and the two of them stood without saying a word, with a little fog on their hair, and neither of them seemed to have any intention of leaving.
"I wonder what the Ninth Prince is doing?" Rong Zhi's face turned a little cold and he said lukewarmly.
"I'm waiting for someone like Mr. Rong." Ling Yiran was not a vegetarian, so she wanted to drive him away? He didn't give Rong Zhi this opportunity.
Rong Zhi frowned. Although Ling Yiran did not know Shui Han's identity, it seems that Shui Han's status in Ling Yiran's heart is not low. I'm afraid he has already thought about it. If Shui Han restores his identity, he dare not imagine the consequences.
, It seems that Shui Han should be taken away from Ningcheng, a place of right and wrong as soon as possible. [
Yi Shuihan never enters through the gate when he comes back at night, and he will choose to climb over the wall. But tonight, who is Leng Jian who is sitting on the wall?
Yi Shuihan cursed, why is Leng Jian there? There is a bad premonition. Is Rong Zhi in the yard? She is so invisible to see Rong Zhi now. Rong Zhi's nose is more flexible than a dog's nose. She will definitely smell her.
The smell of wine and rouge, so she decided to turn around Caisangyuan and go in from behind the Zhuangyuan Mansion.
"Young Master Yi, where are you going?"
When Leng Jian shouted, Yi Shuihan stopped his steps. Rong Zhi and Ling Yiran's eyes in the yard shifted tacitly to the direction of Leng Jian, as if they were about to see through the wall.
Yi Shuihan turned around, smiled brightly, and walked towards Leng Jian step by step, looking for a thrust? I will help you.
Leng Jian shivered. Yi Shuihan's expression was absolutely amazing, and he was absolutely shocking. There was an indescribable weirdness in the night.
"Leng Jian, do you seem to like sitting on the wall?" Yi Shuihan's smile remained unabated, and his half-closed phoenix eyes were full of gloomy.
"No, I don't like it very much, I'll go down now." Leng Jian shook his head and sneered twice.
"Since I don't like it, I'll help you." Yi Shui turned his mind and quickly grabbed the corner of Leng Jian's clothes. He pulled it with clever force, and with a bang, unfortunately, Leng Jian fell from the wall in a mess.
Go down.
Leng Jian wailed and climbed to the ground, facing down. He could not have imagined that Yi Shuihan, a woman, would be so powerful, and he was torn off before he could even stabilize his body.
Yi Shuihan was not happy yet, so he stepped on the Leng Jian and kicked it. "This is a small lesson."
Leng Jian pounded the ground twice. Isn't it small? He is a first-class guard of the Rong family and has great martial arts skills. Even if his name is not well-known in the world, he is still a bit famous. When did he fall into being trampled?
Yi Shuihan snorted, climbed over the wall and entered the Zhuangyuan Mansion, and she stabilized her body. She was stunned when she looked up. Not only Rong Zhizai, but also Ling Yiran? Their faces didn't seem to be very good.
"You two are not sleeping so late?" Yi Shuihan didn't walk over, but just greeted him from a distance. Rong Zhi's nose was very flexible, and she could also smell the smell of wine on her body.
But if Yi Shuihan doesn't walk over, it doesn't mean that the two of them will not walk over.
The two of them came to Yi Shuihan with a tacit understanding. Rong Zhi's face became even more gloomy. Ling Yiran frowned, smelled of wine and rouge.
"Shui Han, where have you been?" Rong Zhi's tone was still very gentle, but there was a faint sense of suppressed anger.