Boss, she was forced to be the wife

Wan Moluo had just climbed out of the courtyard wall of Li's Mansion and landed on the ground when he saw a woman wearing a red and white costume standing opposite.

"I wonder why this colleague climbed over the wall instead of walking through the door?"

Seeing Wan Mo Luo climbing over the wall, she unfolded the paper fan in her hand and asked with a smile.

It's not that Wan Moluo didn't want to go out through the front door, it's just that the courtyard of Li's Mansion was quite deep, and the boy who just took her around in circles just now couldn't remember the way she came.

"be lost."

"real or fake?"

The well-dressed woman didn't seem to believe it. She looked at Wanmoluo up and down suspiciously, and then asked:

"I don't seem to have seen you among the staff of the Li Mansion. May I ask your name?"

Wan Moluo frowned and couldn't help but remember what Li Yishuang had said arrogantly before - 'None of his staff dared to treat him like this'.

"I am not a staff member of the Li Mansion, I just took over the task of escorting the caravan."

Wanmoluo gave a simple explanation and then turned around to leave.

"Want to leave?!"

When the man saw that Wan Mo Luo wanted to leave, he immediately took out the soft sword on his waist and headed towards Wan Mo Luo.

The opponent had already taken out his weapon, obviously doubting him. Wan Moluo's expression turned cold, and he unceremoniously took out the iron fan from his waist. Without opening it, sparks burst out between the swords and fans.

"Your Excellency's reaction and force cannot be underestimated, and you say you are not an aide of the Li Mansion?!"

Wanmoluo:.......Is this man sick?

"no"

I was thinking in my heart, and then I said two words coldly. Knowing that the man didn't believe it, I didn't stop to explain, and turned the iron fan preemptively, and hit the man's chest with the handle.

The woman in the red and white costume only felt that something was not good. Before she could react, she was hit by the handle of Wanmoluo's iron fan and fell to the ground.

At this moment, she just felt like she couldn't take a breath, which was nestled in her chest, and her whole complexion became extremely ugly.

However, Wanmoluo stopped at this time and did not attack again. He coldly looked down at the woman sitting on the ground and said:

"You seem to be very incapable of listening to others. Let me say it one last time - I am not a staff member of the Li Mansion."

"Wanjun——"

As soon as Wan Moluo finished speaking, he saw a woman wearing a blue light gown walking from a distance, with a silver hair crown neatly tying up her black hair.

Seeing that the woman named Wan Jun was injured, she quickly stepped forward to help her up.

"what happened?"

The woman named Wan Jun glanced at Wan Mo Luo, and then whispered a few words into the visitor's ear.

The man nodded, then patted her hand to signal her to calm down.

"This young knight, I am Qingying, is the head of the staff of the Li Mansion. Mr. Wan was very offensive just now. I wonder what the young knight's name is, where he studied under, and why he is here?"

"Qingying..."

Hearing the woman named Qingying apologize for herself to the person opposite, Wanjun was surprised and secretly pulled her sleeves, but she interrupted her without leaving a trace.

"I just happened to meet Li's caravan on the road and escorted them for a while for wages."

"As for who I am, it has nothing to do with you."

Wan Mo Luo looked at Qingying and Wan Jun coldly. Wan Mo Luo was unhappy with what Li Yishuang did on the way.

Now that I met Wanjun who acted indiscriminately, and Qingying who protected his shortcomings for no reason, I felt even more unhappy.

I had no intention of having any interaction with them, but now my thoughts became even more serious.

Qingying seemed to know that Wanjun had acted recklessly just now, so she touched her nose with a guilty conscience, and then said:

"This young hero, we are destined to meet each other. As the saying goes, there is no acquaintance without fighting. What our staff lacks is talents like you... If you can join us and become a member of the Li family..."

"No need"

Wan Moluo interrupted Qingying coldly, thinking she was going to say something next.

But seeing that she was only talking about interests that were good for her, Wanmoluo really didn't have the patience to argue with them.

Ignoring the calls of the people behind him, Wanmoluo used his inner strength and disappeared on the road in a few steps.

Looking at the people who had disappeared without a trace, Qingying and Wanjun didn't even know each other's names.

"So powerful! Then she probably didn't even use 10% of her strength against me just now..."

Wanjun lowered her head in frustration. Qingying knocked her on the head and said with some dissatisfaction:

"If such a powerful person can be used by us and the Li family, he will definitely be of great help in the future."

"You, next time you meet an unfamiliar person, don't label him or her as someone from the hostile camp."

Upon hearing Qingying's accusation, Wanjun just pouted and said angrily:

"I just... I didn't expect that there would be such a powerful person! And who knows whether what she said is true or false! Besides, we have all apologized, what will happen if she doesn't forgive us!"

Wan Mo Luo had already walked far away at this time and did not hear Wan Jun's absurd reasoning. If she had heard it at this time, she would definitely have to teach her a lesson.

At this time, Wanmoluo was walking in the dazzling market. The only advantage of escorting the caravan to Li's Mansion was that the neighborhood was very prosperous. If there was anything he wanted to know, he could know it by asking a little.

Wan Mo Luo deliberately walked around the restaurants and teahouses, and as expected, he heard someone talking about the Fuling Sect.

The Fuling Sect is now the largest sect in Xuanyuan Kingdom, because the Fuling Sect has a deep relationship with the imperial court.

The Fuling Sect used to be just a little-known faction.

Later, he became famous for recruiting talented children to join the Fuling sect.

Most of those children who achieved academic success became officials after leaving the Fuling sect.

Those who can truly come into contact with cultivation in the Fuling sect are only close disciples.

Most children have no talent, and these children without talent can choose to stay in the Fuling sect or return to the secular world according to their own needs.

No one knows whether the Fuling sect can cultivate immortality, but people who have met the leader of the Fuling sect say that the Fuling real person has an immortal spirit and does not look like an ordinary person.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! And those disciples who left the Fuling Sect and returned to the secular world naturally promoted the Fuling Sect. Among them, there were disciples who became officials and were recommended by the king.

From then on, the Fuling Sect conducted selections every three years. In addition to selecting truly talented disciples for training in the Xuanyuan Kingdom, the imperial court would also send some of the Fuling Sect's relatives to the royal family and the homes of ministers under the selection of the Fuling Sect.

's children.

Some of these children include princes and ministers. The purpose of them going to the Fuling sect to practice is just to better serve their family and country.

Therefore, many children sent by the imperial court returned to the Xuanyuan Kingdom's court to serve as officials, and the new future prince of Xuanyuan Kingdom had just returned from the Fuling School.

This is why Wanmoluo can easily find out about the Fuling Sect in the market.

When the prince returned, public opinion about the reputation of the Fuling Sect reached an unprecedented height.

Even the children wearing crotchless pants on the roadside sang songs about the Fuling Sect.

Wan Mo Luo collected all the information without leaving a trace, and found out the way to the Fuling Sect.

Although he easily obtained the information from the Fuling Sect, Wanmoluo still felt vaguely uneasy in his heart——

——The Fuling Sect is so strong today, there must be quite a few people waiting for the opportunity at the foot of the mountain.

If I go by myself, will I be able to successfully meet the Gu Qin that Wei Xiwen mentioned?

Although he had this concern in his heart, he still had to do what needed to be done. Thinking of this, Wan Mo Luo took out the money he had just received from Li's house, bought a fast horse, and rode away at a gallop.

——

It was already evening when Uncle Liu saw Li Yishuang.

After Li Yishuang returned to his courtyard, he ordered his servants to prepare bath water for him, took a comfortable bath, ate a meal of delicious food at home, and soon fell asleep on the couch.

The journey was bumpy and hard, but that damn Wanmoluo still had to speed up his pace.

Li Yishuang was very dissatisfied with her and made things difficult for her during the journey.

It's just that this Wan Mo Luo is so indifferent and expressionless with his pale face, it looks really bluffing.

But he, Li Yishuang, is the second young master of the Li family, and anyone who sees him will give him a thumbs up.

So he had such a confident will that Wan Mo Luo escorted it back to Li Mansion.

After Li Yishuang woke up from his sleep and washed himself briefly, he remembered -

——I asked Uncle Liu to recover Wanmoluo before, and he didn’t want to let her go without paying her. As for the things he left with her...

Li Yishuang smiled, but actually there was nothing.

But so what, he said that he left something on her body, that is, on her body. Can Wanmoluo, a stinky-faced man, deny it?

The more Li Yishuang thought about it, the happier he became, and the wretched and depressed look in his heart was about to appear in front of him.

At this time, I have almost enjoyed what I should enjoy. I must have been waiting for Wanmoluo for a long time.

Li Yishuang looked at the sun setting in the west, and then said slowly to the boy beside him:

"Okay, let's call that Wan Mo Luo in."

But it was not Wan Moluo who came in, but Uncle Liu. At this time, Uncle Liu had been waiting in the yard all afternoon, his face was red from the sun, but he still knelt down to say hello to the second young master.

"Why is it you? Where is Wanmoluo?"

Li Yishuang asked impatiently, only to see Uncle Liu trembling and lowering his head:

"Reporting to the second young master, when the old slave left, Wan Shaoxia had already received his wages..."

"Finished receiving it?!"

Li Yi placed the tea cup in his hands on the table with a bang, and then said angrily:

"You won't take it back after you receive it!"

"Old slave...Old slave dare not..."

After Li Yishuang said it, he seemed to realize how powerful the Wan Mo Luo was, and then said in annoyance:

"Whoever takes her to get her wages will give me twenty bucks!"

"Then you didn't tell her that I had something at her place?! How dare she leave?!"

Uncle Liu raised his head slightly, took out a money bag from his arms and handed it over with both hands:

"The old slave said it, but Wan Shaoxia said that this is what you put here with her, Second Young Master, and now it has returned to its original owner."

"ah?"

This time, Li Yishuang was confused for a moment, and with a look, the boy took the money bag, pulled open the sealing rope, poured the contents of the money bag into his hand, and examined it carefully by the candlelight.

Those round black dumplings about the size of a fingernail exuded a strange smell. Li Yishuang had never seen such a thing before, so it felt a little strange and he pressed it with his fingers.

"Second Young Master!"

Uncle Liu's shout made Li Yishuang startled, and he almost dropped the thing in his hand. He gave Uncle Liu a hard look:

"What?"

Uncle Liu seemed to be speechless and looked at the second young master with increasingly complicated eyes.

"If you fart, hurry up."

Uncle Liu swallowed his saliva, and his expression worsened when he saw his second young master coming closer to smell it. Finally, he mustered up the courage to say:

"Second Young Master... what you are holding in your hand is... a sheep dung egg!!!"

At this time, a few voices occasionally came out of the quiet Li Mansion, which seemed to be peaceful and peaceful, but it was suddenly broken by a burst of penetrating and heart-rending howls.