The vicious villain is pretending to be weak again

The little girl stretched out her white and clean palm, which was indeed a little red, but the skin wasn't even broken, let alone swollen.

For such a mean trick, the young man was only silent for a while, and then responded dully.

"Um."

The little girl pursed her lips aggressively, she was indescribably squeamish.

"And last time I can't untie the nine chains, you will teach me how to play later! Also, that Rou Fu recently got a beautiful kite, I want a kite too, I want more kites than her , so many beautiful kites, you draw them for me!"

"……Um."

Jiang Lingyi narrowed her eyes slightly, trying to remember more, but it was blank.

She bit the soft flesh in her mouth, her gaze was a little wandering, but she didn't leave the hand holding her chin, but rubbed it with every inch.

"Headache……"

The little girl said half-truth, half-hypothesis, and carefully put her face on Xu Guanlan's palm.

She was very cautious about such a moment of tenderness, and kept her eyes quietly on Xu Guanlan's body, as if as long as he showed a disgusted expression, she would retreat obediently.

Xu Guanlan, who had been honed in the battlefield for many years, had terribly stiff finger bones, he just looked at her, facing her pitiful appearance, he didn't pull away his hand after all.

She was born beautiful, but she was noisy and squeamish when she was a child, but she was extremely likable, except for being hit by two small hands when she was practicing calligraphy, she had never suffered at all.

Now a small face is snow-white, not as big as his hand, and the light green plaster on the forehead is thickly applied, which is a bit ugly, but the appearance of her approaching him cautiously like this really makes people feel distressed.

in a sense.

Xu Guanlan still regarded her as a child, or the sweet girl he had seen and raised in his palm since he was a child.

"Don't move if it hurts."

Inexplicably, his voice was hoarse.

Jiang Lingyi blinked, her eyes wandering, and she added another sentence.

"But I still have official documents..."

"...I'll help you write."

"That's not good." Jiang Lingyi couldn't help laughing.

Xu Guanlan just looked at her for a moment, then set his eyes on her forehead.

His palms were large, dry and warm. Jiang Lingyi, who had been smeared with medicine on his forehead, was already a little groggy, but now that he let go of his guard, he squinted his eyes half-satisfied like a clawless kitten.

"It's time to give Zhao Quan some sweetness. He has been crushed hard. Now if he has the opportunity to bite off a piece of the Mu family, he will definitely not let this opportunity go easily. If we can use this time to take back the power of the third division It is enough, but now there are not many people available in the court, who do you think is better for this position."

With her injuries, she managed to rest for a while, and she was still thinking about these things in her mind.

Xu Guanlan twitched the corner of his mouth.

"These days, I know that Yantie Division has a Gofu official named Luo Baiwen. He is a clean and honest official, and he does things upright. It's not bad."

Hearing this name, Jiang Lingyi's eyelids twitched twice.

Are you upright?

Luo Baiwen is a stubborn and stubborn person. In his previous life, he slapped the table with her because of the matter of the third secretary. This stubborn person is a miser and a stingy man. He guards the national treasury as his own treasury. 100 taels of gold is a little bit extravagant, so this stubborn person writes a booklet, which is nothing more than that the people are still hungry, or they are crying poor.

To think that she is a majestic regent, but even spending a hundred taels of gold would have her spine pierced, it is really ridiculous in the world.

"A little swindler, even if he wants to give him a hand, he can't pass the hurdle of Yanchen."

Gou Fuguan is the most common official of the Yantie Division. He is only in charge of cashiers, and he can be regarded as a seventh-rank sesame official.

Not to mention pushing him to the position of the third division, I'm afraid it will be difficult to be promoted to the head officer.

Jiang Lingyi sighed melancholy, the cold feeling on her forehead made her feel much better.

"Step by step, Taishi Mu has controlled the Third Division for many years, and it is not a day's work to get rid of his minions. I have already written a letter to let Jinyun County King come back."

Hearing this name, Jiang Lingyi frowned, and soon let go.

"With his temperament, how can he stay in Bianjing peacefully."

Zhao Qinghe, king of Jinyun County, is the only blood left by the first emperor's younger brother. These years, the county prince's mansion has only one seedling, but Zhao Qinghe is lucky. That year, he accidentally met a lame stick and made a fuss. I want to follow to practice.

The Prince's Mansion of Jinyun County was just such a single seedling, how could he let him go with his haircut? As a result, Zhao Qinghe went on a hunger strike, learned how to hang a three-foot white silk on a beam, and had to go to practice with that old Taoist priest.

Hey, this disturbance almost overturned the entire county mansion, the old lady of the county mansion is just such a precious son, just going on a hunger strike, she is in a hurry, let alone this.

In the end, Zhao Qinghe, under the sensational escort of a team of guards and 28 carriages, went to practice with a lame old Taoist priest in a tattered Taoist robe.

It stands to reason that this kind of practice usually pays attention to hard work, but this Zhao Qinghe is not ordinary, he behaves like the emperor going to the south of the Yangtze River, very ostentatious.

He has been away from Beijing for eight years, and now he is alone and happy outside, how could he be willing to return to Beijing to stir up this troubled water.

In his previous life, he only came back once when the imperial grandmother passed away, and after staying for less than three days, he patted his ass and left again.

Now that Xu Guanlan wanted to call him back, it was easier said than done.

"I have my own way."

After Xu Guanlan finished speaking, he seemed to feel that his answer was a little blunt, so he softened his tone, imitating Jiang Lingyi explaining to him, and said softly.

"He owes me a favor. This time I only want him to stay in Beijing for three years. Three years is enough for us to take over the third division from the Mu family."

Hearing the word three years, Jiang Lingyi paused sensitively. The favor of a small county king who has a prosperous life and a carefree life is not light. She was silent for a long time before speaking.

"Three years? It's really enough."

After a pause, she raised her eyes to stare at Xu Guanlan's eyes, and smiled a bit narrowly.

"However, Cousin Qinghe has been unrestrained for so many years. In the past three years, we can't just let him be the third envoy."

Xu Guanlan looked at her, saw her squinting and smiling like a little fox, and nodded in agreement.

But the hands unconsciously rubbed it a few times, the smooth and tender skin made people dare not put any more effort, he lost his mind, and after a while, he realized his frivolity, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but let the soft and useless Bone's little hands clasped tightly.

"Don't move, I have a headache."

Her palm covered the back of his hand, and her five fingers squeezed into his. She was fragile and tried her best to absorb the tenderness of this moment.

Xu Guanlan felt that this scene was a bit too lingering, he froze his hands and said in a hoarse voice.

"Sleep after eating."

"Don't eat, I don't have an appetite." Jiang Lingyi looked weary, her mouth is difficult to serve, and now she feels uncomfortable, and she can't eat anything.