"Slow down, there is another very important thing." Wu Shang looked solemn.
"What's the matter?" Rong Zhi stopped, a very important thing?
"I believe you don't want to have more enemies, but with the charm of Shuihan, there will definitely be no fewer bees, waves butterflies, so if you face those meaningless people, you will know how to do it." Wushang glanced at the few people and glanced at them.
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The implication is very clear. When encountering an enemy, you must be consistent with the outside world. Wushang is indeed cunning enough, and even thinks of this.
Mo Ningxun said: "Of course, you must not let meaningless people have opportunities to take advantage of. Who knows that there were those meaningless people around Shui Han before? Tell me out so that everyone can be prepared together."[
How beautiful Mo Ningxun said, he always means nothing. Who knows if he will become that pointless person one day?
The surname Mo said so many things, and this sentence was a little more comfortable. Wushang said: "Young Master Mo is right. There must be many people who have thought about Shui Han. Maybe one day these meaningless people will come to you.
, be careful first.”
Chengbi thought of someone, but he didn't say it, because naturally others would say it.
Rong Zhichen also thought of someone, but should he say it? He didn't know what mentality Shui Han had towards that person.
Qiannuo pondered for a while, and finally decided to say it out loud, so he let him be selfish: "Ling Yiran."
Mo Ningxun changed his face as soon as he heard this, and he was a little angry. Why did the people around Shui Han have strong strength and background that made him feel very stressed.
"Who is Ling Yiran?" Wu Shang asked. He had been in Xianyun Valley and was not very clear about what was happening outside. Seeing that the few people looked solemn, he probably wasn't an easy person to deal with.
"The ninth prince of the dynasty, the golden fan in Shui Han's hand was originally Ling Yiran's..." Rong Zhi briefly explained the relationship between Yi Shui Han and Ling Yiran.
After hearing this, Wu Shang thought for a while and said, "If Ling Yiran had not had such an identity, Shui Han would probably have accepted Ling Yiran a long time ago."
Mo Ningxun smiled evilly: "Then Ling Yiran will be our common enemy in the future."
After the few people reached an agreement, they discussed for a while what to do if they met Ling Yiran, and how to prevent those meaningless people from getting close to Shui Han. It was already dinner time, and the few people dispersed.
...
During dinner, Yi Shuihan finally showed up. The supper was very quiet, and she always felt a strange atmosphere spreading.
Qiannuo looked at Yi Shuihan inadvertently from time to time. Although his face was calm and his expression was no different from usual, he was very excited. Every day from now on, he could live under the same roof with Shuihan and have dinner at the same table.
Sometimes when he went out for a trip, it was that simple, and he felt very satisfied.
Chengbi was depressed. After a few bites, he put down his chopsticks. He couldn't eat with these people. He felt inexplicable anger in his heart and had nowhere to vent.
Mo Ningxun's eyes were quite straightforward. He hadn't seen Shui Han for a few days. He couldn't wait to see Shui Han. Now that he saw him, he naturally looked at him a few more times. He still wanted to pick up food in Shui Han, but he didn't.
Be clear about what Shui Han likes to eat and you must understand it carefully in the future.
The most sentimental thing here is Rong Zhi. His love is subtle and wait-in-hungry, gentle as long-lasting water, not strong but very mellow, just like wine, which becomes more and more mellow with time.