Shock!Crazy criticism that the regent’s first wife is actually me

It is true that the current Yan Lian'er is not much different from a lunatic. She is in a state of madness. No one is safe. Wherever she goes, there is a awn on her back, and every tree and plant is covered with soldiers.

Yan Lian'er felt scary whenever she looked at anyone, as if these people would harm her at any time. She was extremely frightened, but there was nothing she could do about it, because the face was already so bad that there was no second step.

"It's good that a disabled person is not dead. She knows whether she is crazy or not." The old man crushed the medicinal materials. "Some people are really crazy, but they always think that they are normal. But some people are not actually crazy. But she keeps pretending to be crazy and acting stupid. The third young master is so smart, why not take a guess, is she real or fake? "

Zhao Nanlin looked at Yan Lian'er who had disappeared into the inner room, and whispered softly, "Whether she is crazy or not, what does it have to do with me? All I want is this skin. As for how I got this skin, I don't care. .”

Yan Lian'er is Yan Lian'er, and Yan Wan is Yan Wan.

Regarding this matter, Zhao Nanlin still made a very clear distinction, "Secret cultivation!"

"Yes!" An Xiu understood.

The door to the inner room was closed, and Yan Lian'er was locked inside. Everything was quiet. Who knows if she will go crazy?
"What do you want to say?" The old man glanced at him.

In fact, I know very well in my heart what Zhao Nanlin wants to say and what he wants to do?
"Oh, I've drank the medicine." The old man twitched the corners of his lips, "Then what do you want? Do you want to come and talk to me about the effect of drinking the medicine? Or do you want to kill me because it has no effect?"

Zhao Nanlin looked at him quietly, "Maybe one day, he will really die in my hands."

"Haha, the old man has lived for so many years. What big scene has he not seen? If he really went like this, it would be a joy and mourning. There is nothing worth pity." The old man looked at him with disdain, "But you, the third person, Young Master, when you live to this age, it is the time for flowers to bloom. Look at what you look like now. You are really going to die..."

Before he finished speaking, the sword in An Xiu's hand had been unsheathed, and it was now placed straight on the old man's neck.

The air was filled with heavy dead silence.

"Anxiu!" Zhao Nanlin said, "How many times have I told you not to draw your sword in front of me? This old man is old. If he is scared to death by you, who will change his face? Who will do it? Shall I see a doctor?"

An Xiu paused, "But Young Master, he cursed you..."

"Everyone wants me dead, who is he?" Zhao Nanlin waved his hand.

The next moment, An Xiu sheathed his sword and quickly returned to stand beside Zhao Nanlin, staring at the old man with cold eyes.

The sudden chill on his neck made the old man a little dazed, but when he came back to his senses, he didn't think it was anything. After all, he had seen life and death, so what else was there to worry about?
"I only have one life, so I have to use it sparingly, otherwise, you will be the one who suffers!" The old man was not afraid of him at all.

He didn't suffer any loss in terms of death, but at his age, how could he suffer any loss?

Zhao Nanlin, on the other hand, is still young after all. No matter how much pain this skin has experienced, there is always hope as long as he is alive. Who doesn't want to live well?Zhao Nanlin is especially eager.

"Your life is in the palm of my hand!" The old man was not afraid of him at all. After all, he had reached this level, so what else was there to worry about?Whether it's life or death, there's always someone to take care of you.

"Don't worry, you won't die before I die, but if I can't live anymore, you will definitely be the first to bury me with me!" Zhao Nanlin stood up, "You'd better pray that I can live a long life. Otherwise, you won’t be able to see the sun tomorrow and you won’t be able to see the people you want to see.”

Hearing this, the old man rolled his eyes at him, "Who is afraid of whom?" Taking a deep breath, Zhao Nanlin walked slowly outside, "Okay, make progress faster, don't keep me waiting too long, I don't have a good temper. Okay, but if it’s before my dad’s appointment, his temper will be even worse!”

"I'm not even afraid of you, so why should I be afraid of your father? Third Young Master, you think too highly of your father. In my opinion, he is just a group of rebellious officials and traitors. What big waves can they cause? This world belongs to the Yan family after all. Even if there is no Yan Lin, there is still the little princess to support you. When will it be your Lin family's turn to make the decision? Put away your dirty thoughts, otherwise... there will be retribution!"

retribution?

Zhao Nanlin felt that his biggest retribution now should be the monster Wu Jian.

But it doesn't matter. Waiting for Wujiang has no use value, that is, it has reached its death date and will eventually be kicked out!
"I'm afraid you won't be able to see whether I have retribution." Zhao Nanlin looked at him with a smile, "I think you will know soon whether you have retribution."

The old man was startled, "Don't touch her."

"I'm going to see her soon, are you excited?" Zhao Nanlin's lips curved further, and his smile became stronger. "It's great. I'm going to see her. I don't know what she will look like. Woolen cloth?"

The old man's eyes were cruel. If eyes could kill, Zhao Nanlin would have died an ugly death with thousands of arrows piercing his heart at this moment!

"You don't have to look at me with such hatred and resentment. If it weren't for Bo Yangui's obstruction and his appearance, the little princess now should be mine, mine, mine!" Zhao Nanlin was hysterical, "Listen. do you understand?"

The old man shook his head, "You're crazy!"

It's crazy!
But what's the deal?
Zhao Nanlin is destined to win over Yan Wan. No matter what happens, he will firmly control Yan Wan in his hands and will never let her go in this life.

Looking at Zhao Nanlin's leaving back, the old man tightened the medicine pestle in his hand and wished he could give him a hammer. What the hell is this?
really……

"Dragon gives birth to dragon, phoenix gives birth to phoenix, and mice give birth to burrows in the ground." The old man muttered, "What a dog!"

He was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, wishing he could poison this bitch right now...

No, the dog still thinks highly of him.

Dogs are so loyal.

This thing is not even as good as a dog. It doesn’t even know how to write the word loyalty. How can it be compared with a dog!
Zhao Nanlin left. The old man sat silently and glanced in the direction of the inner room with the door closed. His eyes were slightly heavy. I wonder how much this girl heard?
When the time comes, can it be used as a handle?

If there is a thorn between people, there will be no trust at all. If this has always been the case between them, then this situation will be a bit good. When the time comes, you bite me, and I bite you. , how interesting would that be?
Yan Lian'er, Yan Lian'er, please don't let me down...

Of course, this face must be given to her, but whether it is a complete face or a face that needs constant repair depends on the methods of this old doctor.

Oh, if you want to get benefits from him, how can you do it without paying some price?
He is not that easy to deal with!

Humph, a bunch of scoundrels dare to deal with his little princess, let’s see if he doesn’t kill them! (End of chapter)