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After Xing'er took care of her, she washed up and was about to put on her coat.
I saw Wu Meiniang yawning lazily and walking out of the room. She glanced at Yang Fan affectionately and said, "Mr. Lang, autumn has arrived. It's cooler in the morning and evening. I asked my servant to tailor some clothes for you." , try it on and see if it fits."
After saying that, he motioned for Xing'er to go get her clothes.
After a while, his legs were brought together to show his heroic appearance.
After a while, he pinched his waist with his hands and put his feet in a pose.
For a while, he winked and made a majestic gesture looking down at the world...
Under Wu Meiniang's command, Yang Fan became a model, but gradually turned into a bitter-faced person. If he hadn't been able to squeeze some oil from time to time, he would have run away long ago. As expected, he couldn't go shopping or try on clothes with women. It was simply... torment.
Wu Meiniang's beautiful eyes were shining brightly, her little mouth was still making noises, and she touched the wrinkles in her clothes from time to time, with a judgmental attitude, not caring about Yang Fan's increasingly impatient face.
"It's true that a man relies on his clothes and his horse relies on his saddle. Putting this robe on Lang Jun really enhances his temperament and makes him look somewhat majestic."
After turning around in front of the huge mirror, Yang Fan also felt quite satisfied. Although ancient clothes were inconvenient when going to the toilet, they were indeed effective in improving temperament.
But after being manipulated for so long, I must collect some interest, so I gritted my teeth with a black face and said: "Okay, that's all I'll try today. Meiniang said so, wasn't this person powerful before? How dare you slander Lang Jun like this? , what crime should be committed."
"Yes, yes, yes, Meiniang is wrong. Sir, you are the most powerful and domineering, okay?" Although Wu Meiniang said so, there was a smile on her pretty face.
"You dare to be so perfunctory, you should be punished..." Before Wu Meiniang could react, Yang Fan sneaked into her lips.
"Mr. Lang..."
Wu Meiniang stamped her feet, her pretty face flushed, and Xing'er covered her mouth and snickered.
Just when he was about to take further action, a servant from the mansion came to report, and Chai Lingwu asked to see him.
When they came to the main hall, they saw Chai Lingwu walking around nervously with a pig's head with bruised skin and swollen face, which made Yang Fan couldn't help but want to laugh.
You actually dare to go out with this look, aren't you afraid of scaring the children on the street?
Could it be that this kid came for revenge, but he didn't see any guards or servants accompanying him.
Before he had time to ask, Chai Lingwu knelt down as soon as he saw Yang Fan: "Master, I am wrong. I will never dare to offend you again. Please forgive me. Master, please teach me martial arts. From now on, I will teach you martial arts." The master tells the disciple to go east, but the disciple will definitely not go west. If anyone dares to disrespect the master, the disciple will be at the forefront..."
He talked for a long time, and then immediately kowtowed with a bang, which completely confused Yang Fan who had just come out.
What's going on? I just beat him into a pig's head yesterday, and now I'm here to call the master directly. Could it be that I drank too much and didn't wake up?
Shaking his head and looking at Chai Lingwu who was looking at him eagerly, Yang Fan had no choice but to say: "Master Chai, what do you mean? Get up quickly. The ground is a little cold in the morning, but don't let the cold cause the wind chill."
Chai Lingwu was not moved at all. Instead, he said in a rough voice: "If master doesn't forgive me, I will keep kneeling here and never get up."
This made Yang Fan a little dumbfounded. It was obviously a trick, but as the saying goes, if you don't hit the smiling man with your hand, you can't hit him again.
Although this guy's mouth is a little damaged, from what Cheng Chumo and the others told, this guy actually has a good heart, but he didn't expect that this guy is actually a martial arts idiot. He becomes a disciple after being defeated. This is too...
However, Yang Fan was not in the mood to accept any apprentices. Although his martial arts were good, they were all redeemed by the system. He did not know how to practice at all, let alone how to teach apprentices.
Although you can write down the cultivation method silently, it is your own life-saving skill, so how can you easily pass it on to others.
Thinking of this, Yang Fan said in a deep voice: "I accept the apology. There is no way to become a master. Get out of here and don't affect my breakfast. Also, you are not allowed to call me master in the future..."
Chai Lingwu kowtowed a few more times, but still said shamelessly: "Thank you, master, for forgiving me. I know that master must be testing my disciple's patience. Master, just have breakfast. I will kneel down and not disturb you."
"Fuck...this guy is too thick-skinned. It would be a pity not to go to sales." Yang Fan couldn't help but cursed in his heart. He sat down at the table with some depression and decided to ignore this guy for a while.
The more you pay attention to this kind of dog-skin plaster, the more enthusiastic it becomes.
When Wu Meiniang and Xing'er entered the main hall with breakfast, and saw Chai Lingwu kneeling on the ground with his head lowered, Wu Meiniang asked doubtfully: "Mr. Lang, who is this person?"
Before Yang Fan could reply, Chai Lingwu raised his head and said with a smile: "Master, so-and-so is Master's apprentice Chai Lingwu. Master's name is Lingwu. From now on, if Master has anything to do, just tell the apprentice, and the apprentice will go through fire and water..."
Chai Lingwu's pig-headed smile made Xing'er burst into laughter.
When Wu Meiniang saw the talkative Chai Lingwu, she also felt that this person was a bit funny. Maybe it was because Wu Meiniang's words "Master Niang" satisfied Wu Meiniang's vanity.
Hiding his face with a smile, he asked Yang Fan, "When did Lang Jun accept him as his disciple? Why don't you ask him to get up and have breakfast together?"
"Thank you, Mistress..."
Chai Lingwu looked naive, but his reaction was not slow. He followed the snake and stood up.
Yang Fan glared at Wu Meiniang fiercely, picked up her breakfast and started to eat it. This girl still needed training. With her intelligence, it was impossible not to see the situation in front of her. She actually dared to tease him. She had to give him a try in the evening. OK.
He glanced at Chai Lingwu, who was standing with his stomach growling, and waved the servant aside to go to the kitchen to prepare a meal for him, leaving him to sit alone at the counter next to him.
After thanking him, Chai Lingwu was not polite at all. He settled it in three strokes, five divided by two, and after finishing the meal, he even asked the servant to get a few more portions.
It was just food, so Yang Fan didn't care, but Chai Lingwu, who had never eaten soy milk, fried dough sticks and porridge for breakfast, was full of praise for it.
Yang Fan glanced at Wu Meiniang, who was slowly eating breakfast, and then at Xing'er, who was hesitant to speak, and found that neither of them spoke, which was very different from their usual chatter.
There is something weird in this!
"Myolie, is there something I don't know about?" Yang Fan asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Ah, no...no..."
Xing'er looked up at Wu Meiniang and replied hesitantly.
Wan'er on the other side lowered her head so hard that her little head almost went into the bowl, as if she was afraid that Yang Fan would ask her something.
Sure enough, something happened...
The only person in the family who could keep the two little girls, Xing'er, from her was Wu Meiniang.
I didn't expect that this girl is really capable. She has only been here for a short time, and she has already instigated the rebellion of those around her.
Yang Fan's face darkened, he glared at Wu Meiniang and asked, "Meiniang, tell me, are you hiding something from me?"
Wu Meiniang raised her head helplessly and looked into Yang Fan's sharp eyes, her heart trembling for no reason.
The look in his eyes was too sharp, like a sharp sword thrust directly into his heart, as if he couldn't hide any secrets.
Yang Fan has always been kind to the people in the house, and rarely loses his temper, especially when dealing with several women. Wu Meiniang, who has never seen Yang Fan with such an imposing manner, can't help but feel a little uneasy.
This formation frightened the little girl Wan'er at first, and she said with a cry: "Master, I don't want to lie to you...it's...Miss Wu didn't let us tell you, because he was afraid that you would find out and tell you Cause trouble."
After comforting the little girl Wan'er, Yang Fan turned to Wu Meiniang and asked, "What happened?"
Wu Meiniang explained the matter helplessly with red eyes.
It turned out that someone came to report yesterday that Wu Meiniang's mother and others were imprisoned by people from the Duke Ying's Mansion.
The reason is that Autumn Eve is approaching, and the Helan family wants to take Helan Minyue back to the palace to raise her, and specially entrusts the Duke Ying's mansion to detain her first to prevent Wu Shun from escaping with Helan Minyue.
In addition, Wu Yuanqing and Wu Yuanshuang knew that Wu Meiniang had taken over the affairs of the Yang Mansion, and sent a large amount of money to Wu Shun and others. Not only did they take the money away, but they also asked Wu Meiniang to spend another 100,000 yuan to redeem the people, otherwise they would Imprisoned her mother and sold Wu Shun to others.
