Finest Servant

I'm not a big shot," Lin Wanrong said sternly, "I'm with everyone who's insignificant. It's just that I did more bad things in the past, and many people remembered my name. Some people like it, some people hate it, that's all. "

"Brother, if Hua Jialang are all 'little people' like you, is there still a way for us Miao girls to survive?!". Go on.

"This—" Lin Wanrong laughed awkwardly, not knowing how to answer.

What Yilian said is absolutely right, if all the Hua family members are as courageous, capable, and knowledgeable as Brother Aling, which Miao girl would not like such a man? It is true that he is a small person, but he is also a unique small person in the world!

Hearing that slight sigh, he knew that there must be something difficult in his heart. Yilian choked speechlessly, and slowly handed the dried seedling clothes to the back of the stone: "Brother, the clothes are dry!"

Lin Wanrong hummed, and stretched out her hand to take the fiery clothes still on. The girl's slender hands grasped the clothes tightly, and the backs of her white hands revealed tight and thin blood vessels, and crystal tears fell drop by drop on the collar. , disappeared in an instant.

Lin Wanrong's throat felt dry, and the Miao outfit weighed over a thousand pounds in his hand. He turned his head helplessly and sighed, "Eilian, don't do this! I'm not worthy of your liking!"

"Whether it's worth it or not, I know myself!" Yilian whispered to herself, smiling miserably.

Lin Wanrong quickly put on his clothes, and then he dared to come out to meet people, looking at Yilian's burning gaze, he wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in. Just now when Yilian disappeared, he was more anxious than anyone else, but now that little sister is safe and sound, he dare not see her again.

The girl gently arranged his clothes without saying a word, and suddenly showed her face: "Brother, I suddenly remembered how you looked when you first wore Miao clothes!"

"Really? What does it look like?" Lin Wanrong couldn't help asking

Yilian's eyes gradually brightened, and there was a look of reminiscence in her eyes: "I don't know why, it's the same set of clothes. Dad was mighty and upright when he wore them. When you put them on, you don't look serious at all. People. Hee hee—”

A long-lost smile appeared on the girl's face. Looking at him secretly: "Fortunately, I know you are a good person. Otherwise, you would have been kicked out by your parents!"

This girl's criteria for judging a good guy from a bad guy are quite simple. Lin Wanrong smiled wryly and shook her head: "I've always been a dishonest person. No matter what clothes I wear, I can't change my nature!"

Yi Lian chuckled, her cheeks flushed suddenly, she hesitated for a while, and finally mustered up all her courage. He raised his head and looked at him closely: "Brother,

Am I ugly? ! "

"How is it possible?!" Lin Wanrong hurriedly waved his hands: "You are famously handsome in Jiuxiang and Shibazhai. My guess is that the boys chasing you have queued up across the Jinsha River!"

Yi Lian bit her lip, her cheeks were bloody, and she looked at him bravely: "Then why don't you like me?!"

"This—" Lin Wanrong was speechless for a while.

Miao girl is affectionate and pungent, which is reflected in the other Michai in Yingyuewu. Only Elaine is an exception.

Yilian is the best in Miao Township, she is far superior to others in terms of knowledge, vision, and leadership, but she is much shyer than other girls in expressing her feelings.

She likes Brother Aling, she is sneaky and dare not speak. Finally, under the instigation of everyone. He mustered up the courage to confess his love song to Ah Lingo, but he was ruthlessly rejected. Not everyone can bear this kind of blow. But at this time, Yilian's stubbornness and strength are reflected. She is a Miao girl who is not willing to give up easily!

"What about this and that. Elder brother. Why don't you like me?!" The girl seemed to be desperate, ignoring her hot cheeks, she clenched her teeth and looked at him.

Although Yilian is shy, she is the most outstanding daughter of the Miao family. Once she gets angry, she is much more powerful than those of Zitong. Lin Wanrong was also a little overwhelmed: "That, that, I can't like you!"

"Why can't you like me?" Yi Lian was a little annoyed, grabbed his hand firmly, and pressed it directly to her chest: "Brother, touch my heart——"

"Ah—I don't want it anymore!" Lin Wanrong jumped in fright, quickly retracted her hands, and looked around nervously. It's better to be honest, Sister An is a god, maybe she is hiding somewhere to watch me!

"Our Miao family girl, if you like someone, you will live forever and never give up!" Yilian looked at him with a smile, tears in her eyes glittering: "The belt has been given to elder brother, whether you want me or not, Yilian will always give it to him forever and ever." It's your people! Please Wulian Peak and Jinsha River to testify for me!"

Being too infatuated is also a troublesome thing! Lin Wanrong shook his head helplessly: "Eilian, don't be impulsive, you don't know my situation—"

"What's the situation? Is it because of the saint?" Elaine bowed her head speechlessly: "Brother, you are really a loyal person

Can I compete with Zhongzheng? This is really a big joke! Lin Wanrong couldn't laugh or cry, and sighed speechlessly: "Now you know my true identity—"

"Um!"

"What you know is just superficial," Lin Wanrong sighed, "Let's put it simply, I've already been married at home!"

"What?!" The girl gritted her teeth, her nose suddenly turned sour: "Then what's going on with you and the holy lady?!"

"Shenggu and I are in love with each other, and our marriage is natural. My family has long agreed, so I came to Miao Village to marry. But Shenggu loves face, so I must use my real ability to conquer her in front of all the villagers. She It was only because she was willing to marry, so you also saw—" Lin Wanrong spread out her hands and finished speaking in one breath, feeling relieved in her heart.

Yilian hummed silently, and said bitterly: "Your wife is really a kind person! If it were me, how could I let my elder brother marry someone else?!"

"Yeah, they're good people—"

"They?!" Under the surprise, Yi Lian asked in a low voice, "How many wives do you have?"

Lin Wanrong scratched his head in embarrassment: "Here, let me count first. Xian'er, Qingxuan, Qiaoqiao, Ning'er, and sister Shenxian have already passed through! Miss Xu, Shenggu, Yushuang, Miss. This It’s a place to be married! Little sister Yueya’er is also queuing up nervously! Oh, and there’s an unplanned—”

He stretched out a finger to count each person, and when the left hand was finished, he switched to the right hand, and when the right hand was finished, he wished he could stretch out his toes to count. Seeing his arrogant look, Yi Lian slapped the back of his hand fiercely angrily: "You, how could you have

wife? Do you think you are the emperor? ! "

"I don't want to either!" Brother A Lin spread his hands innocently: "People are in the Jianghu and can't help themselves! In fact, I am very particular about quality when I am in love. But I never thought of it. The quality has improved, and the quantity has followed. Rising! Such an illogical thing. How strange it happened to me!"

What a strange thing. I think you are complacent. Yi Lian felt sour and bitter in her heart. Unexpectedly, Brother Aling, who has always been proud of him. There are so many wives in the family↓ He gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Brother, you have occupied so many women. Are they all willing? Did you force them back?"

"If I'm really that kind of person—" Elder Brother shook his head and smiled wryly, "I'm afraid you would have been snatched away by me long ago!"

The girl's cheeks were dizzy. He bowed his head and went silent. I don't know whether to be happy or sad!

"You may not believe it. My wives are not so easy to marry back. Each of them has a story." Lin Wanrong smiled and started from the beginning, Qiaoqiao, Qingxuan, Miss, Fairy Ning . Each is unique and unique. It seems to have entered the garden of fragrances.

Elaine was a bit disdainful at first. Later, I gradually became engrossed in listening. Suddenly remembered in the hazy. The figures of these women have long been integrated into the stories he usually tells.

This is over. It's like turning over the pages of a complete book. Not only Yi Lian was dumbfounded. Even Lin Wanrong himself was deeply moved. Looking back on the past, it is vivid in my mind, as clearly as it happened yesterday, which is unforgettable forever.

"Brother, you asked me about Miao Poison that day. Was it because of that Turkic Khan Crescent Moon?!" The girl sighed and asked softly

Lin Wanrong smiled softly: "That's her↓ She is the smartest Khan in the world, but also the craziest and stupidest little sister!"

Just look at the warm smile on his face. You will know how unforgettable he and that female khan are. Yi Lian lowered her head silently: "I really envy this crescent moon. If I can be like her, brother may never forget me!"

This kind of thinking is too dangerous. Lin Wanrong's face turned pale: "Eilian, everyone is independent and cannot be compared simply. You also have your own advantages, so don't belittle yourself!"

"Brother, I want to ask you something." Yilian suddenly raised her head and looked at him with a flushed face: "Please don't avoid it. Don't be sloppy. You must tell me honestly. Even if it is Yilian who begs you Already!"

Her eyes were misty. Shy and brave, Lin Wanrong's heart softened when he saw it, and he nodded silently: "You ask. I will answer seriously!"

"Brother," Yi Lian trembled and held his hand tightly, staring at his eyes with piercing eyes, patches of bright pink appeared on her slender jade neck: "Please tell me, you, do you like it? Passing Yilian?! Don't say you don't like it, and don't tell lies, I just want to hear a sincere sentence—"

After finishing her sentence, the girl closed her eyes shyly, and slowly lowered her head, her body was like a leaf swaying in the wind, ready to fall to the ground at any moment!

Whether you like it or not, these words are so easy to say. Lin Wanrong's mouth seems to be tied with a lead weight, and he can't open it.

Listening to him not speaking for a long time, Yi Lian's face turned pale suddenly, her heart felt like a needle prick: "I understand!!"

"What do you understand?!" Lin Wanrong said quickly, "I haven't said anything yet!"

"I understand it even if you don't say it," Yilian shook her head, giggled lightly, but couldn't stop her tears: "Brother, I gave you the belt——"

"Oh, here it is!" The belt and several treasures on his body had already been put into the seedling bag. Lin Wanrong hurriedly found it and handed it to the girl.

Seeing the white belt like snow, Yi Lian's face was pale, she wiped her tears and murmured a smile: "I gave you this belt, elder brother, do you really not want it?"

How to answer this question? Lin Wanrong grinned, her throat was dry. Can't speak half a word.

The girl looked at him lightly: "Whether you like it or not, I want to see with my own eyes how you wear it. Brother, are you willing to agree to my last request?!"

Lin Wanrong sighed helplessly: "Since you want to see it, it doesn't matter if I tie it once!"

He was about to reach out, but Yi Lian pushed his arm away: "No, this belt will only work if I fasten it myself."

Her arms were trembling uncontrollably, she gently wrapped her arms around his waist, and tied the white jade belt tightly around his waist.

According to the customs of the Miao family, once a woman from the Miao village fastens her own belt for her elder brother, it means a lifetime promise and never betrayal.

Lin Wanrong was confused and didn't quite understand. Yilian was out of breath, her face was flushed, her eyes were excited and shy but also filled with unforgettable pain: "We Miao girls only like one person in our whole life! Cough, cough, elder brother, Yilian It's yours, and it's yours forever! Please, hug me, hug me—"

Her voice seemed to be weeping and complaining, getting smaller and smaller until it was barely audible. Lin Wanrong was still hesitating, when suddenly he felt a limp body falling into his arms, and his palm suddenly felt hot, as if something had dripped down. The droplet was pitch-black, vaguely familiar.

Blood? ! Lin Wanrong was startled, and suddenly raised her head.

The girl fell softly into his arms, curled up with all her might, black blood dripped from the corners of her mouth, and her jade-like cheeks had already been stained crystal clear by tears.

"Brother, I'm cold, please hold me—" Yilian burst into tears, chuckled sadly, and suddenly hugged his chest with all her strength.

Before Lin Wanrong had time to react, she felt that Amei's body tightened suddenly, and she collapsed limply in her arms. She was silent again, and the slightest chill slowly penetrated from her soft and tender body.

"Eilian——" Lin Wanrong roared wildly as if waking up from a dream, with all his strength, his heart was broken. ,.,,,