“You are… the Flower Thief!!!”
Recognizing the person, Yan Tinghao shouted directly.
“What flower thief, I retired eight hundred years ago!
I have reformed now, a good citizen helping Master Lin out of the predicament!
Also, I have a name and a surname.
Ye Shengxiao, Ye Shengxiao’s Ye, Ye Shengxiao’s Sheng, Ye Shengxiao’s Xiao!”
…
If the other party’s eyes were not bruised and their hands were not tied together, Yan Tinghao might have actually believed the nonsense.
He thought seriously, his gaze drifting between the two, then he put on a look of sudden realization, “Master, you went out for a stroll and happened to catch a flower thief?”
“Something like that.”
Lin Qingge, who was using Leng Ningyue to bait and trap, explained with a smile:
“Our Cuju team is short one person, so we just brought him back to make up the numbers.”
Upon hearing this, Yan Tinghao cried out, “No, Master, since he’s a flower thief, he must not be a virgin. How can he play Cuju?”
“You idiot, can’t you bring your brain with you when you go out?
Being a virgin isn’t the Golden Bell Shield or Iron Cloth, what inevitable connection does it have with playing Cuju?
Moreover, your Master isn’t a virgin either, yet I still play Cuju with you all!”
“But Master, he’s a flower thief!”
“I’ve even used a death row inmate, what’s a flower thief to me?”
Yan Tinghao, rendered speechless by Lin Qingge’s words, pouted and said no more.
The rejected Ye Shengxiao indignantly raised his middle finger, “I was indeed a flower thief, but that was in the past!
Since I found someone I love, I have cultivated myself and have never touched those coquettish women with a single finger!
Furthermore, although I am not a virgin of any sort, I am absolutely devoted to the one I love, and I don’t mind if my beloved marries another or even bears children for another man.”
“No, I want you to mind!”
Lin Qingge, who felt a strange sense of betrayal, squeezed out these words through gritted teeth, feeling his fists itch again.
What kind of oddball is this?
To describe third-party interference so refreshingly and elegantly!
But it makes sense, if he had normal values, this idiot wouldn’t have become a flower thief.
So—
“Therefore, let’s do it then.”
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Feeling that someone had voiced his thoughts, Lin Qingge looked up and met Lin Moyuan’s cold, ink-black eyes.
Ye Shengxiao, whose ears were sharp, immediately transformed the rope tied to his wrist and rolled up his sleeves, pointing at Lin Moyuan’s nose and lecturing him:
“You, I’ve disliked you for a long time!
Using your money to fawn over my beloved is simply nauseating!
I warn you, stay away from my beloved!”
“Heh~”
A light laugh escaped his lips, and Lin Moyuan’s mouth curved into a disdainful arc:
“I can tolerate Master Lin, but what are you to dare to act so presumptuously in front of me, the solitary and aloof me!
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“What do you mean you tolerate Master Lin?!
It’s me who has tolerated you all for a long time!
One by one!
Do you think I’m easy to bully?
If I don’t show you some power today, you won’t know why flowers are so red!
Close the door!
Unleash Ling Han!”
Suddenly cut off, Ling Han didn’t say a word, directly grabbed his weapon, and lunged at Lin Moyuan’s face.
But Lin Moyuan was not to be trifled with either. He nimbly sidestepped the attack and drew the soft sword from his waist.
The two began to fight, locked in combat.
Unexpectedly.
Lin Moyuan wasn’t just a little skilled in martial arts; he was highly proficient, even able to fight Ling Han to a draw.
And Ye Shengxiao, who had long held reservations about Lin Moyuan, wanted to join the fray.
Seeing this, Yan Tinghao rushed forward to block him, relieving some pressure from his cousin.
At the same time.
Less than a hundred meters from the battlefield.
Hua Jinrong and Murong Bai leaned on the railing, watching the heated battle with interest.
His gaze fell on the figure sitting on a bench, munching on melon seeds, wearing official robes that exuded a rakish air. Murong Bai’s lips curved slightly as he said,
“Where did you find such an interesting person?”
“Bai Er, what are you talking about? I don’t understand,”
Murong Bai, having heard the expected answer, dangled five fair, slender fingers in front of Hua Jinrong.
Hua Jinrong’s hand, which was fanning him, paused slightly, then he said as if nothing had happened:
“May 5th is a good day, the best day for an outing.”
Upon hearing this, Murong Bai’s eyes grew cold.
“Rong San, stop trying to fool me with your usual rhetoric.
Your prolonged presence here is already abnormal, and it’s even more abnormal that he not only came to Changzhou County but is also staying here.
First Yongning, then Xu Changling, and now even that old fox Yan Xiuping has brought his whole family.
If you say there’s no hidden agenda, who are you trying to fool?”
“Bai Er, if I say it’s all just a coincidence, do you believe me?
Yongning ran away from home. Xu Changling came here to seek refuge, and Yan Xiuping came simply to accompany his wife to visit their son.”
At the end, Hua Jinrong shrugged innocently.
But he was met with a pair of white eyes from Murong Bai, “Then let me ask you, he has always been cautious in his actions. How did Yongning find out his travel plans?
And Xu Changling has been harassed by the Second Prince for a long time, why was he transferred to Fengtian as prefect only at this critical juncture?
As for Yan Xiuping, with his cunning, it’s impossible that he wouldn’t have conducted a detailed investigation before his son took office. So, where did his investigation come from?”
Hua Jinrong rested his chin on his fan handle and thought for a moment, “Perhaps Master Lin is just very attractive?”
“Hmph, where do so many coincidences come from in this world? Most of them are deliberate.”
Speaking of which, Murong Bai suddenly changed the subject:
“So, is Lin Jingxing becoming the county magistrate of Changzhou County just one of countless ‘coincidences’?”
Hua Jinrong’s lowered eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids, making his current expression unreadable.
After a long while, he suddenly unfurled his fan and sighed,
“Bai Er, you’ve been away from the capital for so long, why are you still so annoying?”
“Hmph, when it comes to being annoying, how can I compare to you?”
“What manners~”
Having finished the previous topic, Murong Bai gestured towards Lin Moyuan in the distance, who was gradually falling into a disadvantage under Ling Han’s pressure, “By the way, what’s his situation?
Didn’t he used to shy away from women?
Why has he suddenly changed his ways, as if he’s taken the wrong medicine, and shamelessly pestering a married woman?”