"Thank you Mr. Shi, thank you Miss Wang!"
Li Youran felt blessed, paused and then said:
"Miss Wang should have seen the appearance of my ancestors, right? Can Miss Wang receive a portrait of my ancestors before?"
Wang Qiuhong clenched her purse tightly and replied with a strange look on her face:
"No~ never seen~"
"Miss Wang, think about it again, have you really never seen her before?"
Hearing this, Li Youran confirmed with Wang Qiuhong again. The most basic thing for slaves like them is to understand their masters, especially the facial changes.
Miss Wang was clearly guilty just now, she was lying. Li Youran's face looked a little ugly!
"I've already said it. If you haven't seen it, you haven't seen it! What? Now that you've become tougher, you dare to question me?"
"Ms. Wang, I'm not questioning you, I'm just asking you to think about it. That's a portrait that has been passed down to my family for hundreds of years. Please return the portrait to me!"
Li Youran's eyes turned red as he spoke.
"Why are you crying? She! Is she bullying you?"
Lu Heng, who was nibbling on candied haws, heard Li Youran's voice sound strange and looked up at Li Youran in confusion.
"Ancestor Heng! She said she has never seen the portrait? Youran doesn't know where to look for it!"
Li Youran calmed down his emotions and lowered his head to reply to Lu Heng's words.
"Is there anything about you in the portrait?"
Li Youran shook his head, the portrait had been wrapped and put away by her! Apart from portraits, she didn’t put anything inside~
Li Youran had been thinking about the things in the portrait, and suddenly his eyes lit up!
"Ancestor! Ancestor, if the portrait is stained with my blood, does it count?"
She was wandering alone on the road. A carriage pulling many children stopped in front of her, then lifted a package off and threw it at the foot of the mountain!
Li Youran didn't know what it was, but she felt that the people on the carriage looked at her strangely, so she started running forward!
Later, she ran too hard, lost her direction, and fell into the slope. In order to protect the portrait in her arms, she hugged the portrait tightly with both hands.
In the end, blood stained a corner of the portrait, and she was still blaming herself at that time!
"Of course, blood is more suitable than anything else! Come! Give me a drop of your blood, and I will help you find the portrait immediately."
When Wang Qiuhong on the side heard this, her face turned pale and her body started to tremble.
Li Youran dropped blood into Lu Heng's palm, and Lu Heng circulated his spiritual power.
"The portrait is hanging in a room filled with other portraits, but none of them are as good-looking as my mother! A man! There is a black spot on his chin! A man who looks like her! In the room!"
As Lu Heng finished speaking, everyone looked at Wang Qiuhong.
Everyone is familiar with each other. The man Lu Heng described, everyone’s first reaction was that he was the eldest young master of the Wang family!
The eldest young master of the Wang family is a womanizer. He brings all kinds of beauties to his home and has a large collection of portraits of beauties. No one in Kyoto doesn’t know it.
"You actually gave the portrait of my ancestor to that kind of person~that kind of person..."
Li Youran pointed at Wang Qiuhong with a trembling voice, and she was embarrassed to say the next words.
"How dare you! How dare you touch my mother's face!"
Seeing a man touching his mother's face and drooling, Lu Heng's breath became violent!
Everyone around him fell to the ground in an instant, and everyone's mouth was drooling with blood.
"Lu Heng!"
Lu Qingran, who felt Lu Heng's aura, immediately came to it.
Seeing Lu Qingran, Lu Heng took back his breath and stood up straight as if he had made a mistake. Before coming to the mortal world, its mother told it not to use its spiritual power, let alone attack mortals at will.
It's only been two days since I arrived, and it has done this twice...
Lu Qingran waved his hand and injected the power of the elixir into the bodies of the boys and girls.
After the physical pain disappeared, Li Youran stood up, with red eyes, and explained to Lu Qingran what Lu Heng had just said.
When Lu Qingran heard this, she frowned slightly. She didn't really care about the portrait, but when her portrait was taken by a man... she felt a little uncomfortable.
Lu Qingran picked up Lu Heng with one hand and Li Youran with the other, and disappeared without even looking at the boys and girls.
The boys and girls who came together looked at Wang Qiuhong with strange eyes! Several people moved several meters away from Wang Qiuhong.
"Miss Wang, let's go separately from now on!" said the leading young man.
The rest of the people also nodded, they cannot go with such a blasphemous person! Avoid causing trouble to yourself and your family!
Wang Qiuhong was angry and scared. She ran back to the room alone and cried loudly. What was wrong with her! Her elder brother snatched it from her, and she didn't dare to stop it!
Lu Qingran and others appeared in the room that Lu Heng had seen before. At this moment, the man was still holding Lu Qingran's portrait and sleeping soundly.
Li Youran stepped forward and grabbed the portrait directly, and wiped it with his hand.
The man was woken up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Lu Qingran in an ice blue dress!
"Beauty~ Hehe, beauty! My beauty! Beauty, when did you change your clothes?"
The man stared at Lu Qingran lustfully, stood up, and reached out to touch Lu Qingran's face.
Lu Qingran raised her head and met the man's eyes with her unusually beautiful eyes.
The man's whole body was shocked, and he stared at Lu Qingran motionlessly as if obsessed.
An icy light flashed across Lu Qingran's eyes, and the man's eyes were instantly blurred with blood.
"Ah!! Ah!! Ahhh..."
"My dear! Is it beautiful?"
"Ah!! Beauty~Beauty, have mercy! Beauty, have mercy!!"
The man knelt down and kept kowtowing on the ground. There were blood marks on his forehead and he kept kowtowing!
Lu Qingran glanced at it coldly, then reached out to pick up the portrait and read it. When he saw the words in the lower left corner of the portrait, he was stunned!
'Hemerocallis grows on the steps of the hall, and wanderers travel to the ends of the world. The loving relatives lean against the door of the hall, but Xuan is nowhere to be seen...' (This poem comes from "The Wanderer" by Meng Jiao, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. The poem describes a mother's longing for her child!)
The words at the back were soaked in blood. Lu Qingran looked at it again and again, but she could also see what words there were.
This calligraphy is Shangguan Ruoxi's calligraphy, this painting is how she looked on the day she left, this is the portrait Shangguan Ruoxi painted for her!
Lu Qingran carefully rolled up the portrait and put it into the storage ring.
"Lu Heng! Destroy him! Remember, don't use spiritual power, don't kill people!"
Lu Heng's eyes lit up and he stepped forward with his short legs and short hands and opened the bow left and right. The beating was almost done, and the hand that touched his mother's face was gone.
When you stop, look at your shaking legs, step forward and kick one foot. The man lay motionless on the ground.
Lu Heng clapped his hands and looked at Lu Qingran as if he was taking credit.
Lu Qingran smiled and disappeared with the two of them.
The Wang family members gathered outside the door finally opened the door.
They had been waiting outside the door, listening to the eldest young master's screams, but they were helpless, as if there was a mysterious force preventing them from entering.
"My son! My son! Wake up! Someone is coming, someone is coming! Go and ask for the doctor..."
The entire Imperial Master's Office was in chaos...
