Jiang Ling laughed so hard after hearing this, and only regretted that she was not there.
"It was all thanks to Xiao Bing who added the knockout drug to his wine. The dosage was perfectly controlled, so he didn't have time to cover up and was caught in a daze." Zizhen smiled.
"Reward! Remember to grab a handful of gold leaves for Xiao Bing." Jiang Ling waved her hand happily.
Although Yue Weiqing is a pervert like his father, he is not as good as his father.
If Yue Yi liked a girl, he would at least marry her and take her home to raise her properly, or at least give her a legitimate status. But Yue Weiqing wanted both beauty and fame, and he would secretly keep any girl he liked outside.
Most of the people living in Xingyue Street are scholars, so he hid people here to avoid being seen.
He is usually very cautious, otherwise he would not have earned the reputation of "good character" in Jiang Fei's mouth.
This time, Xiao Bing had been waiting for several days before he found the opportunity.
Jiang Ling snorted coldly. She wanted to see how they would propose marriage to Jiang Fei this time. Even if they did, Jiang Lianhai and Liang Wan would definitely not agree.
After solving a big problem, Jiang Ling felt much better.
Just as I was about to take a good nap in the sun after lunch, I heard Luzhu come over and say, "Miss, Ah Shui sent a message saying Wanran wants to see you."
Oh? Why did he meet her?
"But what's the matter?"
Lu Zhu shook her head: "No, she just asked if you could see me when you are free."
Jiang Ling nodded and stood up: "Please help me with my makeup."
She persuaded Meng Wanjie for a long time before she agreed to let her leave the house, and Cheng An had to accompany her.
Jiang Ling selfishly didn't want Cheng An to be involved in these messy things, so she asked her to help keep it secret, and she would meet her in an hour.
Fortunately, Cheng An didn't ask too many questions and just told her to be careful.
"I'll wait for you at Qingfeng Teahouse." Cheng An also wanted to go to the teahouse. There must be people talking about Yue Weiqing there, so she might as well go and listen to the fun.
When Jiang Ling arrived at Wuliu Street by carriage, he pushed open the gate and looked up to see Wanran standing under the golden osmanthus tree.
He was wearing a blue shirt and his black hair was half tied up, swaying gently in the wind.
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