Light Keeper

Chapter 126
Lu Hean gasped in anger.

"If I..."

"when"

"Do you think this girl is a fool? I don't know anything about what you are going to do today!"

Lu He'an was still not convinced, but Song Shuyun hit him on the head again!
"You want to pour dirty water on me, do you think I don't know! Do you think at this time, besides beating you up, I shouldn't be bleeding you!"

Lu He'an was much more honest this time, but Song Shuyun did not let down her guard at all, and knocked another pot over.

"Money is something outside of the body. This girl is not lacking, and I won't want anything from you. If I have something to do with you, it can't be a private relationship! Do you think I will do such a thing that is practical!"

Lu He'an slowly stopped struggling. The suspicion in his heart was still there, but he also understood at this time that Song Shuyun's so-called talk was simply to use force to directly make him surrender. There was no real talk!
"But you! You don't need money or things. There are not many places that can be used. I thought about it all morning before I figured out such a solution! Isn't it very wise!"

Lu He'an: What do you mean, you say I'm useless?
Song Shuyun continued.

"Look, we didn't give and receive in private, and we didn't embarrass you in public. While making you bleed a little quietly, I can still beat you up! It's so good!"

Lu He'an: ...

"Your father only has three places in this year's class, and I don't want too many. Let these three places be given to candidates from Yu Ling!"

When Lu Hean heard this, he became energetic again!
"That's impossible! My father has already written two letters of recommendation..."

Song Shuyun knocked on the large enamel basin again.

"I don't care about you! Let your father take care of it!"

"Autumn siege will be here in a few months, my dad..."

"when"

"Am I bargaining with you? I'm telling you!"

Lu Hean sneered.

"It's useless for you to notify me..."

"when"

"You hit me and I don't have a place!"

"when"

"Hehe! Beat me to death if you have the ability!"

"when"

"Come on! If you beat me to death, you are murdering the royal family members..."

"when"

Lu He'an also became angry, arguing and resisting at the same time, but what he got in exchange was "Dangdangdangdang..."

"when"

"when"

"when"

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Lu Hean thought that he would never see an enamel basin again in his life!
Without saying a word, Song Shuyun waved the enamel basin and finally knocked him down again!
"Hehe, young man, I beat you to death? Didn't you say that, we have no grudges in the past and we have no grudges in the present, so why kill you! Is there a quota? We can talk about it!"

When Lu Hean heard this, he was not only worried, but even more afraid.

"Really, aunt, you are my real aunt! My father will not give me three places! Really!"

Song Shuyun did not comment, but shouted at the door.

"Little tea, come in!"

Xiaocha, who was dressed in gray, had a nervous look on her face and was still looking out the door. She could hear the sounds in the room clearly. She knew everything that had happened before. It was precisely because of this that she was afraid of someone coming.

People have already walked in, their heads are still looking out of the door.

She hastily took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from her bosom, along with a box of ink pads.

"Miss, do you need your help?"

Song Shuyun waved her hand.

"No, you go out and continue watching!"

Upon hearing this, Xiaocha quickly ran out again.

Lu Hean felt humiliated at this moment.

No, your own lady stays with a man, and you don't worry about letting the wind outside the door...

Huh?Why this kind of statement seems to be that the two have some ulterior relationship!

Lonely men and widows, in an adobe house, with a maid guarding the door, why is it exciting to think about it?
It's a pity that I will definitely not marry her. If her family is ruined, it's okay to have a concubine!
No, no, no, no concubine!
I can't beat her myself!
After that, I will not be beaten every day!
But she is so beautiful...

If you followed someone else...

What can be done to make her commit herself willingly to herself?

Lu He'an was probably stunned by Song Shuyun, but at this moment he became stunned.

Song Shuyun pressed the paper on his back, and the brush took up the ink to "swipe" and write poems.

She is not good at writing, but this kind of poetry does not require writing. Vernacular is the best. Everyone can read it and it will spread faster.

Song Shuyun was shaking her head while writing. She couldn't write with her left hand. What kind of things are they drawing?
After she finished writing, she blew again. She looked down at Lu Hean who had not spoken or resisted for so long. She was amazed in her heart. She picked up the enamel basin and shined it on the back of his head and hit him again.

Lu He'an: ...

Song Shuyun didn't ask him what he was thinking. She put the ink pad box on the ground, grabbed one of his hands and covered it with ink pad in a blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Lu He'an quickly withdrew his hands, this is a bet!
This woman is perverted, she can do anything! Then how can she draw a bet!
But when Song Shuyun pointed at the numb tendon, he was instantly unable to exert any strength.

Song Shuyun didn't care whether Lu Hean was comfortable or not, picked up the piece of paper with the ink on it that was not yet dry, and pressed it directly on his hand. The two of them were like high-fives. Lu Hean almost cried when he saw this.

Song Shuyun was in a very good mood, and patted him carefully to make his palm prints clearer.

Lu Hean struggled to half-turn his body and shouted excitedly.

"What did you write? What did you ask me to press!"

Song Shuyun had already taken the paper away from his hands, not caring about his emotions at all, and beat back Lu He'an who was about to turn his head.

This time the blow was more severe, Lu He'an only felt numbness in the face, bitterness in the mouth, and buzzing in the ears.

Song Shuyun folded the paper carefully, and put it into the space by putting it into her arms.

It took Lu Hean a few breaths to regain his breath. All the thoughts in his heart disappeared, leaving only fear.

Only then did he realize that this Zhou Jiu girl might really have the ability to kill him.

Seeing that he had recovered, Song Shuyun sat on his back and read a poem to him. It was a limerick, to the effect that she was a man with a broken sleeve and wanted to fall in love with the current emperor...

Lu He'an: ...

He really cried this time, the corner of his eye was cracked by Song Shuyun, and the tears flowed out and mixed with dust, irritating his wound.

"Miss Zhou, I really know that I'm wrong. This kind of thing..."

Seeing him like this, Song Shuyun didn't hit him again. If she hit him again, it would be bad if he aroused his ferocity.

She patted his head.

"Young man! What are you afraid of! As long as our Zhou family is healthy and no one is making trouble, no one will find out about this piece of paper!"

Lu He'an touched the numb and itchy spots on his face with his hands covered in ink.

"Miss Zhou, this kind of thing is fatal! You can't use it if you keep it. I promise you all the conditions you said, and I won't trouble you in the future, really!"

As he spoke, he raised his right hand.

"Lu swears to God, in the name of generations of Lu family ancestors, swears that he will do what he promised Miss Zhou Jiu today, and if he violates it, he will suffer a thousand cuts..."

(End of this chapter)