Chapter 307: 372 Wear Book Small World 12

The knockout drug in his wallet had already been released by Fan Yu.

Fan Yu stared at the cold and beautiful girl and sneered in his heart.

The room was sealed, so there was no reason for him to react. The girl was completely fine.

"Qing He, I didn't want to do anything to you. I didn't expect you to look at me like that."

Fan Yu looked a little hurt.

On the other side, there was a puppet that helped block out all negative statuses. Seeing Fan Yu's flushed face, Xia Ling did not fall for his trick at all.

No matter how pretentious he was, Xia Ling ignored him and headed straight for the door.

However, when she turned around, Fan Yu could not help but pounce on her.

A man in a hurry was always so impatient.

However, for a man like Fan Yu whose body had been emptied by a woman, Xia Ling could easily take care of him. It would not be a problem for her to fight two men at once.

She dodged and Fan Yu pounced on nothing.

On the other side, Fan Yu still wanted to pester Xia Ling. With a bang, the door to the room was kicked open.

The black figure strode in as though he knew something. He grabbed Fan Yu by the collar and punched him in the face several times, causing his nose to bleed.

Following that, he threw Fan Yu outside as though he was carrying a chicken.

"Are you alright?" After doing all this, Qin Yunchuan looked at the girl.

She hid to the side and wore a jade-white dress with a waist band. There were a few yellow flowers embroidered on the front of the dress. The dress was simple, elegant, and fresh. It did not fit in with the atmosphere of the Red Chamber.

Perhaps she was frightened by Fan Yu, but the girl's face was a little pale. When she saw him, her almond-shaped eyes suddenly lit up and her expression was filled with pleasant surprise.

"Qin Lang! You are here!"

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Xia Ling looked at Qin Yunchuan.

He was still dressed in a black robe, but the patterns on the robe had changed from the original immortal crane to the dark green bamboo.

With a brown belt around his waist, Qin Yunchuan appeared cold and domineering.

If she did not know that Qin Yunchuan could not have a system, Xia Ling would have wanted to ask him if he had installed some sort of positioning system for her.

Why was he always so timely whenever something happened to her!

Qin Yunchuan responded with an "Okay."

Standing in the room, his expression suddenly changed.

Ever since he was tricked last time, Qin Yunchuan had specially sought out the imperial physician.

Now, he was especially sensitive to this special smell.

"There's a knockout drug. I'll take you away."

Qin Yunchuan's cold brows furrowed. He walked over, carried the girl in his arms, and steadily brought her out of the room.

At the door, a few tortoiseshell lords watched from afar, not daring to breathe loudly.

Fan Yu was thrown out. He was already in a state where heaven, earth, and air were all mixed up.

He hugged a Turtle Duke and tried his best to rub himself against him. In the end, the Turtle Duke had no choice but to quickly find a random girl and bring Fan Yu away.

Qin Yunchuan's terrifying and gloomy aura made the Turtle Dukes brave enough to guard him from afar. They had no choice but to bite the bullet.

And over here, when they saw Qin Yunchuan carry the girl out, the Turtle Duke hurriedly went to report to the madam. He was afraid that this fiend would take the girl away. Where would they go to cry?

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"Qing He, do you want to redeem yourself?"

Previously, Qin Yunchuan had helped the girl secure the title of Courtesan Belle.

He had heard of courtesans of the Red Chamber before. They were all courtesans. Usually, all they needed to do was play the zither and sing songs.

Therefore, Qin Yunchuan did not come over immediately after soaking in the cold spring until he woke up.

He was not the girl's lover. At most, he could only save her from a moment of crisis. Yet, the girl had such deep feelings for him.