The fourth master of the Qing Dynasty escaped from his concubine

Qian Lanlan let go of his grip, and Old Fourteen felt much more relaxed.

Without saying a word, he clasped his fingers on it and forcefully opened the little medicine boy's eyelids, which were closed as if they were locked.

"Ouch!"

"Blue color!"

He sounded astonished as if he had never seen the world before.

After being looked at carefully, the little medicine boy quickly closed his eyelids and retreated timidly to Qian Lanlan.

I was really afraid that the guy's long fingers would yank off his two beautiful eyes.

"Your brother is so interesting!" he praised, without the slightest hint of discrimination.

Suddenly, he thought of a person, a person with the same blue eyes as Xiao Yaotong's.

Could it be that this kid is also from a foreign country? However, the old fourteen stared at the little medicine boy's bunch of black hair.

"Indeed, I said he was a treasure." Qian Lanlan said calmly, with a calm expression and no trace of panic.

"Why were you hiding so hard before?" Old Fourteen was confused, and asked again: "Just now you let it go?"

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!

"You just showed your fierceness when you tore the chicken with your hands. My brother is so sensitive and fragile." As she said that, she pulled the little medicine boy and hugged her.

"If the buckle is broken, will you compensate me?" Qian Lanlan's hand gently stroked the little medicine boy's eyelids, and he closed his eyes peacefully.

"Isn't it just a green gem? If the buckle is broken, I will find two to set for you." The old fourteen said with disdain.

"You're all sick!" She glanced at him, and her words about bad money were thrown at him like dynamite.

"Why are you so mouthy!" Old Fourteen glared fiercely, and said in a fierce tone that he was about to take money and kill him.

Immediately, the eyes of the fourteenth's constricted pupils were like needlepoints piercing the two brothers in front of him, "Who are you?"

Qian Lanlan's face was calm, and she knew that this guy was very suspicious, "Of course he is your ally."

Dissatisfied with her statement, Lao Si4 yelled at her: "Stop talking nonsense."

"Why does he have blue eyes, and his skin is not as white as a man's? His eyelashes are as long as those of a Mongolian, and his skinny appearance doesn't look Mongolian at all."

He asked, but he had already caught the little drug boy in his hand, pinching the muscles on the little drug boy's cheeks.

The little medicine boy had a painful expression on his face. I guess the force was quite a bit intense.

Qian Lanlan did not rush to get the person back this time, and sat calmly, as if there was no storm in front of him.

"Aren't blue eyes pretty?"

"Like a gem."

In her calm tone, she seemed unable to hear the suspicion in Old Fourteen's heart.

Judging by her tone, she knew she was changing the subject, "Who are you?" Old Fourteen asked sharply again.

"Don't you like my brother's appearance?" She sneered, and her words were deflecting the question from the old man.

"You must be evil, you have been avoiding my questions!" Old Fourteen clearly smelled the strangeness of Qianlanlan, squinting his eyes and asking in a dangerous tone.

"Am I a ghost?" She pointed at her nose and asked with wide eyes and surprise on her face.

"You have always been suspicious." In an instant, the direction of her finger shifted to Old Fourteen's eyes, like a threatening arrow.

Old Fourteen blinked and waved his hand to knock off the middle finger pointing at him.

very strange!

In Old Fourteen's understanding, people usually point to others with their index finger, and Money Rotten is the first to use their middle finger.

Does it have any special meaning?

What is the special hobby of losing money?

"If you honestly tell me your identity, I know everything about you, so why should I be suspicious?"

Glancing at Old Fourteen indifferently, Qian Lanlan turned his attention to the little medicine boy. At the same time, his hand gently stroked the hair at the bottom of his palm-sized braids.

Lowering her eyes, she said: "My brother is seriously ill..."

The sound was like withered leaves falling to the ground, making a clicking sound.

Old Fourteen looked over and saw that the man was bursting into tears and mournful.

He slowly choked out two words: "Uh...ah..."

Who knew the scene would change so quickly and turn into a tragic scene all of a sudden.

"Actually, my brother and I..."

What is it?

Old Fourteen looked at her lips with sympathy and expectation, wondering what kind of thing could come out of this bitch's mouth.

The lowered eyes were raised, condensing light, shining directly into the expectant eyes of the old fourteen, "We don't know our identities."

"Qian Luan, you are fooling me again!" Old Fourteen frowned, a rattling sound came from his throat, and a roar of anger came from his nostrils.

"I didn't!" Qian Lanlanba blinked his big eyes, his tone slightly anxious, for fear that Old Fourteen would not believe her.

"Everything I said is true." His tone was weak, and his eyes remained sincere, as if he was begging for the trust of the fourteenth old man.

"Haha, are you still so humble?" Old Fourteen laughed, then said coldly: "Don't be like this, I can't get used to it!"

"To be honest, I wouldn't be surprised even if you were a prison escapee. Our cooperation has always been the same." He comforted Qian Shanlan and wanted to induce her to tell the truth.

Prison escapee?

This identity?

Does it fit her image?

Now it was Qianlanlan's turn to get angry, "Am I that kind of person in your mind?"

"Otherwise?" He sneered.

"You are so angry, provocative, and ignorant of the world. How do you think you are a good person?" Waving his hands and shrugging, Old Fourteen said contemptuously. The last sentence was that he gave the money back to rotten.

That's what Qian Lanlan said when he exposed his purpose of opening a casino that day!

He is a man who is determined to retaliate and holds grudges very much!

"Hmph!" Qian Lanlan glared at Old Fourteen as if his eyes were burning, and loudly objected to taking off the shit basin that Old Fourteen had put on her: "I am not a gangster, nor am I a fugitive from prison."

"Judging from your clothes... it's really not possible, but you didn't make it clear, so I had to misunderstand you."

Old Fourteen said excitedly, his eyebrows raised crookedly, and the meaning of wanting to know the identity of the two brothers was already contained in his words. It depends on how Qian Lanlan feels about it.

"Okay, then I'll make it clear to you!" Qian Lanlan shrugged, looking ready and relaxed.

The little medicine boy raised his head and looked at Qian Rolan with curiosity. He wondered what kind of draft she had in her stomach and whether she could get through it.

He looked at the fourteenth old man with his eyes shining, looking evil.

Such a person... is difficult to deal with. The little drug boy stretched his tongue under his teeth and silently begged Old Fourteen to be as mentally retarded as him.

She said: "Actually - my brother and I are magic weapons descended from heaven..."

The fourteenth old man smiled and said, "Can you stop making such childish remarks? You keep putting it off. I don't have much patience."

"Are you polite before I finish speaking?" Qian Lanlan also glanced at Old Fourteen, and the two of them looked in opposite directions and bumped into each other.

Looking away, Old Fourteen pursed his lips and stopped talking, waiting patiently for Qian Lanlan to continue her performance.

After calming down, Qian Lanlan continued to make up random things:

"On a dark and stormy night."

"In a dilapidated temple overgrown with weeds, I closed my eyes, and in the haziness, a crunching sound came..."

"Are you telling a story?" Old Fourteen asked.

Qian Lanlan was extremely dissatisfied that Fourteenth jumped out and cut her off again. He raised his eyebrows upside down and said patiently: "Yes, tell me the story about my life experience."

He glanced out the window and saw a green forest. It was still early and the journey was still far away.

"You go ahead."

"Amidst the crunching sound, I could clearly feel my ears moving..."

"Actually, I can't control my ears." As Qian Lanlan said, she suppressed her blush and tried to move her ears, but in the end she just pushed the flush on her face to her ears.

"What is that? A mouse?" Old Fourteen put his fingers under his lips in a row, curiously expressing his suspicions.

Qian Lanlan did not answer the question directly. She just said vaguely: "I didn't suspect the mouse at that time."

This sentence is ambiguous.

Either the mouse was scratching her ears, or something else besides a mouse was touching her ears. When Old Fourteen thought about a fat mouse biting Qian's pink ear, he suddenly felt a little disappointed, and the expression on his face changed.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyelids tightened, waiting for what happened next.

"But the crunching sound got louder and louder, which made me panic." Qian Lanlan said, while touching his chest with his hand, as if he was really reliving that nonsense experience.

"Won't you open your eyes and take a look?" Old Fourteen asked, feeling that the story was a bit strange.

"I couldn't open it. I just remember that my eyelids were very heavy..."

"Huhuhu" Qian Lanlan shouted.

"What are you doing!" Old Fourteen was a little frightened when he heard the mouse, and Qian Lanlan was creating a terrifying mood. He couldn't help but screamed.

"I'm simulating the sound of wind." Qian Lanlan said, then pouted his lips and shouted a few words: "Huhuhu——"

"Stop barking, stop barking!" Old Fourteen disliked her for being noisy, but she actually created a dark and windy scene for him.

"Hey, at this time, I heard a banging sound again, as if someone was smashing a hole in my head."

"Bang bang bang!" She started and hit her brain a few times, vividly restoring the scene she had drawn in her mind.

"What on earth is it? Can you shake it out all at once? What's the point of whetting your appetite?"

After all, Old Fourteen was an impatient person, and his discomfort at being teased was magnified infinitely, and he yelled in a very serious tone.

It is to have this effect, to bring people into a fascinating picture, Qian Lanlan thought, feeling secretly happy in his heart.

"Don't worry, you have to be patient to listen to the story." She reassured.

"You're not in a hurry, I'm in a hurry!" Old Fourteen said angrily: "You know everything, so you'll feel refreshed!"

These words made the old fourteen feel sad!

He amassed money to support private soldiers, and watched with cold eyes as his brothers were killed. He knew all about the money and money, but remained silent!

Why can some people be the boss behind the scenes, while some people have to work hard in the boss's game, and in the end they are just pawns of the boss?

Old Fourteen is a little worried that the people he recruits are always treating him like a monkey to realize his ambitions? Purpose? Etc., etc.

Thinking of this, Old Fourteen's heart sank, and he penetrated Qian's rotten white face with a dark look.

The more impatient Old Fourteen was, the more Qian Shanlan liked the ease of controlling others, and he said proudly: "There's nothing we can do about it!"

"The story is in my head, so I can naturally do whatever I want, hanging on to you, hum!"

With an arrogant nasal voice, the money seemed to be lifted high by an invisible tail, as if it was going to the sky.

Old Fourteen was full of irritability and couldn't stand Qian Lanlan's crazy appearance.

Those who didn’t know better thought she had thousands of people behind her to support her!

"Then stop talking!"

"Stop it in time while I'm not so curious!"

"I won't, I'll tell you, I'll tell you!" Qian Lanlan stuck out his tongue, cunning and ghostly, his high-spirited aura boiling uncontrollably, as if he was about to fly into the sky and become a floating cloud.

annoying!

Seeing her arrogance, Old Fourteen was filled with anger, leaving only a pair of walnut-sized eyes staring at the rotten money.

"Do you know?" Qian Lanlan started to whet his appetite again.

Old Fourteen: I know you are a big-headed ghost!

She rapped her knuckles on the wooden board three times, "That bang, bang, bang sound was in my mind the same as it is in your mind now..."

"Cannon!" she yelled as she inflated her gag, like farting, no, like exploding cannons.

Suddenly, she screamed again: "It's going to explode!"

The expressions and movements are spot on!

Angry to the extreme!

The little medicine boy beside her was holding her chest, and her beating heart seemed to be shocked by her "cannon", and seemed to have stopped.

The old fourteen didn't look good, he was probably frightened, Qian Lanlan thought.

Unexpectedly...

He stretched out his jade bamboo hand with visibly white bones and wiped his face, as if wiping away something dirty.

This scene is a bit...awkward. . .

Qian Lanlan covered his face with his hands and murmured to himself: "I was so excited that I used too much force when speaking. I couldn't control my saliva and it flew out between my teeth."

The space in the carriage was not very big, and Old Fourteen could hear it clearly. Being bullied by the words, he immediately became violent and roared: "Money is bad, how dare you say that?"

You can feel that the sound comes from deep in the throat, with a certain spark component in it.

"Hehe." Qian Lanlan had no choice but to smile awkwardly, enduring the thunderous anger of the Fourteenth Old Man, and finally handed over a clean handkerchief.

I asked: "Chacha?"

The other party took it angrily.

Here is another small detail that attracted Qian Lanlan's special attention.

I don’t know what the special hobby of the old fourteen is, but after wiping his face, he stuffed the handkerchief into his sleeve.

Qian Lanlan was confused, but he didn't want to ask for it back.

This is a bit unspeakable - the veil was so dirty, it was just like throwing rubbish into the sleeve of Old Fourteen's trash can.

She just silently moved her head towards the little Yaotong, looking at the little Yaotong who was still in a daze with an apologetic look on her face.

This handkerchief was actually used by the little medicine boy to clean the stools, and it was also used by her to pad her buttocks.

When I picked up the veil, I had no habit of littering at all.

It must be clarified that she had just presented the veil in a fit of enthusiasm. She only later remembered how dirty the veil was.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Old Fourteen looked at Qian Lanlan and found that there seemed to be a deep sense of guilt in her eyes.

Is it because of this saliva?

He really dislikes it!

When he gets to the racecourse, he must brush himself like a horse!

"Money sucks, you're so rude!" Old Fourteen scolded.

"Hey, I'm sorry!" He grinned, his white teeth showing, and he smiled in apology.

Under Old Fourteen's glare, Qian Lanlan smiled cutely and changed the subject, "Oh, I haven't finished telling the story yet!"

"Stop talking, your saliva has ruined my mood to listen to the story." Old Fourteen waved his hand to express his unwillingness to listen to the story. He opened the curtain and saw the green grassland in front of him.

The racecourse is almost here.

"You should just tell me who you are, and don't fool me with your story." Old Fourteen felt that all his patience had been wiped out with that spit.

Although, his heart still lingered on the suspense of the story Qian Lanlan told.

"No, I've already compiled a lot of drafts..."

"Fooling me?" Old Fourteen smiled, twitching the corners of his mouth, and a few sharp teeth peeked out. The little medicine boy looked as if he was looking at bones, and he was as frightened as he was.

After being exposed, Qian Shanlan paused for a moment, then denied it, "I didn't, how dare I? I'm not being frank with you and repaying you with the truth!"

"Haha, do you know what you just said?" Old Fourteen sneered, "I forgot it so quickly. What I said in my heart came so fast. Do you want to recall it?"

What did you just say?

Qian Lanlan poked his head and thought about it carefully...

It seems that what he said was the truth in his heart that shouldn’t be said:

"I've made up a lot of ink to fool you."

Made it up, made it up, made it up!

She said it without any hesitation, and Old Fourteen listened to it word for word, and even pronounced a very key word seriously.

fake! ! !

How to tell a lie?

Qian Lanlan looked at the silent face of the fourteenth old man, and all sorts of thoughts popped up in his mind.

"Trouble caused by saliva", there is a chapter "Trouble caused by handkerchief" below.

Old Fourteen is definitely not some idiot who just collects girls' handkerchiefs just because he likes them. This handkerchief definitely has a profound meaning.