Holy Maiden, please be in peace

Chapter 272: Just Break Your Leg
"I don't know Lin Pei, is Mr. Lin here?"

In the middle of the flower boat, the coolly dressed Los Angeles oiran spoke slowly, his voice resonating.

When the voice of the oiran spread throughout the Luohu Lake with the help of the magic instrument, Lin Xun felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar!

Finished!

Absolutely over!

I won't die now!

How to do?Is Qing'er going to hold that stone all day and tell me stories?
Lin Xun swallowed, his mind went blank, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

In winter, this is really cool from head to toe!
hateful!Who leaked this?
Looking at the stars is impossible, the only possibility is Mrs. Wang.

Here comes the question, why did she say her name?It's not doing her any good either.
"Cock!"

Just when Lin Xun was thinking about the solution, suddenly, Lin Xun felt a killing intent coming from the side!
Turning his head, Lin Xun found that Qing'er was looking at him with a smile.

Qing'er's smile is very gentle, very kind and still so pretty.

Just looking at it, Lin Xun felt a chill down his back
Not only that, Wang Xing, who was kneeling on the cushion, lowered his head in shame, and tightly grasped the skirt on his thigh.

Such a shy and lovely look.

You said nothing really.

Lin Xun didn't even believe it himself.

"Also, Mr. Lin from Los Angeles Academy is here."

On the surface of the lake, the Huakui woman asked again, Lin Xun wished to gag her small mouth!
"L.A. Academy? Lin Pei?"

The colleagues beside Lin Xun also recovered, and then quickly patted Lin Xun on the shoulder.

"Old Lin, did you write this poem?"

"Old Lin! I knew you were hiding something!"

"I didn't expect you to have such great talent!"

"I thought you could only write poems, but I didn't expect that your lyrics are also top-notch!"

Old Liu, Laosun and others were honored with you, their voices were loud, and they were very happy.

All of a sudden, more and more people looked towards Lin Xun, wanting to meet the author himself.

Even the oirans on the Luohu flower boat looked in Lin Xun's direction!

Lin Xun knew that he could no longer hide!

After going back by herself, Qing'er won't pack her bags and go to her mother's house, will she?

"Husband, don't be rude." Jiang Qingshang said softly to Lin Xun with a smile.

There was no way, Lin Xun could only bite the bullet and stand up.

"My concubine has met Young Master Lin."

The oiran women on the lake all bowed.

Lin Xun's appearance was good-looking, but now under the blessing of the Qingyu case, in the eyes of these oirans, Lin Xun seemed to be shining!
"I don't know if you can show me your face, but everyone who travels in Luohu together, concubines and others, have admired Young Master Lin for a long time."

The woman's voice continued to resound in Luohu.

Many men looked at Lin Xun with envious eyes!
It is said to be traveling together, but in fact, every year when the poem is finished, if the oiran is moved, he can invite the other party to travel together.

It's not just one oiran, but all the oirans. Everyone chats about life together, gradually deepens their feelings, and cares about their acquaintances.

This is enough to envy others.

But Lin Xun didn't think he had anything to envy at all!
This Nima! Qing'er is still here.

If I boarded the flower boat openly.

That good guy, Qing'er will definitely not say anything outside.

Then once I go back, wouldn't that mean I will explode the stars?

There is no need to think about it, Lin Xun resolutely refused: "I write that you girls like it, but my wife and friends are here, I'm afraid I'm going to spoil my good intentions."

Being rejected by Lin Xun, the loss of the oiran on the surface of the lake is beyond words, but there is no way, because his friends and family are here.

"I have a question and want to ask Mr. Lin. I wonder if Mr. Lin can help me." The oiran looked at the oiran adoringly, as if looking at his idol.

"Girl, please tell me." Lin Xun felt like thousands of grass and mud horses galloping past.

What else do you want to ask, do you know that I will become Pai Daxing when I go back, and I will sleep under a rock all day long.

"It is rumored that Mr. used the word 'Wang Xing' as a gift for a woman. Is this true?"

After the oiran asked, everyone suddenly became more energetic, especially the women.

Women like the story of a talented man and a beautiful woman most.

So what if this Mr. Lin is already married?
Isn't it normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines?

The big deal is to take the woman in that poem as a concubine.

What they care about is the love in the poem between Mr. Lin and the woman.

He even thought about what happened when Mr. Lin suddenly looked back and saw that girl.

But Lin Xun is about to explode!

Aren't you an oiran? Why are you gossiping like this?
You are not a reporter from time travel, are you?
How do I answer this?

The answer is that this poem was not sent to Wang Xing, but it was just sent by myself?Is the name Wangxing just a coincidence?

But if this is the case, he is too scumbag, and Wang Xing will definitely be sad.

anyway.

Why did Lin Xun copy the "Sapphire Case"?

Because of the poems about festivals, people, and love, Lin Xun only knows this one, and he forgot the title.

Why is it named Wangxing?

Because there was too little time at that time, the starry sky that Lin Xun saw also thought of looking at the stars.

Thinking that today is Wangxing's birthday, it's okay to send a poem to Wangxing.

Although the last sentence of the lyric seems a bit ambiguous, it is a lyric after all, which requires imagination and can be understood.

I thought it was okay to be anonymous.

But Lin Xun didn't expect it!He was stabbed in the back!

And if he admits it, he really wrote it to Wang Xing
That's probably even worse.

Although Qing'er said that she could let herself take a concubine, could she really mean it?
Qing'er was afraid she was going to pull out a kitchen knife on the spot.

Similarly, Jiang Qingshang and Sikong Wangxing were also waiting for Lin Xun's answer.

Jiang Qingshang wanted to see how her husband would explain it.

If the husband really has something to do with Sister Wang Xing, it must be the husband's problem!
Because it is impossible for younger sister Wangxing to fall in love with her husband.

Big pig's hoof!

Did you agree to write poems just for me?You promised to be with me forever!

idiot!go to hell!
no!I can't die, what should I do if I die.

Break your leg.

Well, just break the leg.

Anyway, after breaking her husband's leg, he can take care of him every day, and he won't be attracted by other women.

Subconsciously, Jiang Qingshang had already aimed at Lin Xun's legs.

As for Sikong Wangxing, Sikong Wangxing was extremely ashamed, but he was also looking forward to it, looking forward to what Brother Lin would explain.

If Brother Lin is really interested in him, then he will try his best to get Sister Qing'er's approval.

If Brother Lin wants to be himself, it doesn't matter if he is a concubine, and he will definitely convince his parents to agree.

"This poem is written for a girl named 'Wang Xing'."

After a long time, Lin Xun took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

(End of this chapter)