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"Master Li, my little sister is talking nonsense, don't take it seriously."

"Sister! You said you wouldn't hit anyone!" Li Fu protested loudly with watery eyes.

"Crack!" Another slap.

"You said it!"

"Woooo..."

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After such a fuss, Li Qianrong didn't have the face to stay in the county office any longer, and she took Li Fu away as if fleeing.

But the two sisters did not return to Bizhou immediately, but went to Han's house.

Han Xue is a good friend of Li Qianrong, and this time she brought such important news to Li Qianrong, she should go over to express her gratitude no matter what.

The attitude of the Han family towards the two princesses is very subtle.

The ancestor of the Han family used to be the prime minister of the former dynasty. He was a famous family in the former dynasty and has been an official for generations. The current head of the family has also served as a senior official of the former dynasty.But the world has changed, and Emperor Qing came to power, and the Han family is no longer what it used to be.

Everyone in the world knows that Han Feng, the eldest son of the head of the Han family, is well-read in poetry and books, and is well-educated. If he is an official in the dynasty, he will at least be a bachelor of the Imperial Academy.However, it was rumored that Han Feng was too arrogant to take part in the imperial examination.

In fact, it wasn't that Han Feng didn't want to show off his ambitions, but that there was a training in his family: members of the Han family would never be Qing officials.

This is a kind of integrity, and only in this way can the Han family maintain a proud attitude even after their downfall.

The patriarch of the Han family refused to receive the two princesses to maintain such integrity, but he was very happy to establish a good relationship with the two princesses from his juniors.

Therefore, it was Han Feng, Han Xue and Han Jingwei who received the two princesses.

A sumptuous banquet, a piano girl, a singing girl, a group of dancers, all the details are the most upscale.But the people at the table are all childish Xin Niangzi, this kind of match seems a bit nondescript.

A group of geisha had been busy working for a long time, and these guys didn't catch a cold, so they didn't even look at it.

Li Qianrong was gossiping with Han Xue, Li Fu dragged her cheeks and fancied, Han Feng looked at Li Qianrong obsequiously, wanted to intervene but couldn't, then turned to Li Fu, trying to please his sister if he couldn't please his sister.

The loneliest one is Han Jingwei, who eats vegetables without expression.

Li Fu seemed expressionless, but her little head was spinning quickly.

"There are so many beautiful sisters around the stinky hooligan, because a little girl has no advantage at all, how can she succeed without an ally? It just so happens that my sister is a little interested in the current stinky hooligan, and the stinky hooligan looks at her sister with bad eyes, which is just right Sister pulls in, and in the future, we two sisters will join forces to fight against the sisters in the stinky hooligan's family, won't we have an advantage?"

"Xiaofu, Xiaofu, what are you thinking?"

Her sister's voice came from beside her, and Li Fu regained consciousness in a daze:

"Huh? No...nothing."

"Sister Han Xue asked you something."

"Ah? What are you asking?"

Han Xue covered her mouth and chuckled, pinched a muscle for Li Fu, and asked casually, "Sister Xiaofu, outside the city yesterday, is it true that Lord Li caught your subordinate's frying pan?"

"Of course it's true!"

"Then why are you unharmed? The person who was thrown into the frying pan was killed again?"

Li Fu became interested, proudly stood on the stool, rubbed her little nose and hummed, "Hey, do you want to know?"

Han Xuesha nodded thoughtfully: "I've been thinking about Miss C for a whole day, but I still haven't figured out what the mystery is."

"Xiao Fu, why don't you sit still? Tell Sister Han Xue what happened."

Li Fu jumped off the stool, hurriedly chased away all the geisha in the room, then thrust her waist into the hall and said triumphantly:

"Want to know? That girl will perform for everyone again. Hehe!"

After finishing speaking, no matter whether everyone agrees or not, it turns into a breeze and floats into the kitchen.

Within a moment, the place where the geisha performed in the hall became Li Fu's stage.

The fire and oil pan are ready, and white smoke is coming out of the pan.

"Everyone is optimistic, I'm going to fry the pan!"

The little girl really didn't hesitate, she reached out and went into the frying pan.

Although Han Xue had seen Li Fu put oil on the frying pan with bare hands, but seeing it again, her worry and fear did not diminish in the slightest.Not to mention being an older sister Li Qianrong.

"younger sister!"

Li Qianrong's face was as pale as paper, and she couldn't stop her younger sister's movements. Seeing Li Fu put her little hand into the frying pan, she was so frightened that she forgot to breathe.

Han Feng and Han Jingwei also stood up in shock at this moment.

Li Fu smiled, and wanted to pretend to be in pain to scare everyone, but seeing her sister's pale face, she was worried that she would really knock her out, so she quickly took out the frying pan.

"Haha! Did you see that? Nothing happened at all! Isn't it amazing?"

Li Qianrong recovered from her stupor, took a step forward and pulled her sister out of her arms, holding the little girl's grease-stained and still warm little hand and asked repeatedly:

"Where did you get hurt? Xiaofu must never do this in the future, but it scared my sister to death."

"It's okay, Lord Li taught me the method."

The three sisters of the Han family all stopped by the frying pan to watch.

At this time, the thick smoke in the oil pan cleared away, and the boiling and tumbling momentum became smaller and smaller.

Why was it boiling fiercely before, but now it is calm?

Han Jingwei was a little curious and wanted to touch the oily surface, but felt the temperature coming from the pot, so he couldn't do it.

Not only Han Jingwei became interested, but even Li Qianrong became curious.

"Xiaofu, what's going on here?"

"Cough cough."

Li Fu cleared her throat, and when the answer to the riddle was revealed, she naturally had to put on a show, with her hands on her hips, and the little girl raised her neck, as proud as a swan.

"The boiling of the oil pan you saw just now was an illusion. The oil was actually not hot at all at that time."

"How is it possible? It's starting to smoke!"