Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 1317: It must be impossible to escape the devil’s hand


When Lin Qingyuan heard this, she felt a chill in her heart, and she shuddered at the thought that she almost fell into his hands.

It's not difficult to imagine that if Long Xuan hadn't knocked this person down, once she fell into his hands, she would face a situation that would be worse than death.

Thinking of this, she felt a little complicated.

Long Xuan saved her and saved her from the end of her innocence being ruined.

She was silent for the first time and did not speak.

"This person has done a lot of evil in the arena and has harmed many girls from good families. He should be following you temporarily today, otherwise he wouldn't mistake Miss Lin for you." Long Xuan explained.

"Then what should we do with this person now?" Yan Ruyu asked. Once again, I was glad that Long Xuan was here today, otherwise she would definitely not escape the evil hands.

"He's not going to survive, but before that, he should be handed over to the government." When Long Xuan said this, he had already made arrangements, "As soon as the ship docks, I'll have someone send him to The government."

Because of the incident of the flower picker, everyone lost their interest, so Yan Ruyu ordered the boat to be driven back.

After everyone dispersed, Long Xuan said to Yan Ruyu: "If you don't want to stay in Peony Pavilion anymore, I can help you redeem yourself."

Yan Ruyu raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "In what capacity are you helping me redeem myself?"

"If you wish, I will take the identity of a righteous brother." Long Xuan said.

Yan Ruyu tightened her fingers on the railing of the boat, and the brilliance in her eyes dimmed.

She shouldn't have extravagant expectations, if Long Xuan is interested in her, she doesn't have to wait until today, she is just being passionate.

Holding back the tears in her eyes, she pretended to be relaxed and said: "I have earned enough in the Peony Pavilion all these years, and I can still afford the money to redeem myself."

Long Xuan nodded and did not force himself, "That's right, how can the oiran of the Peony Pavilion be short of money?"

After all these years in the Peony Pavilion, Yan Ruyu was indeed tired of it. Looking into the distance, she said softly, "But I need you to come forward to redeem me when the time comes."

As the cash cow of Peony Pavilion, it is really not that easy to get out!

Long Xuan understands her situation.

When we get to know each other once, he is naturally willing to help, not to mention that he just wants to show his face.

"Don't worry, when you need me, just send someone to let me know."

"I see." Yan Ruyu responded, and turned her gaze to Lin Qingyuan who was not far away. She was moved in her heart and asked, "What's the matter between you and that Miss Lin?"

At first, she thought that Long Xuan had an unusual relationship with Miss Lin, but after observing later, she learned that it was not what she thought.

This girl was clearly recruited by Long Xuan as a shield, because today's game was indeed specially set up by her for Long Xuan.

The two have known each other for many years, but they have maintained a relationship of friends, but she loves him, has selfishness towards him, and wants to marry him.

After repeated temptations, he remained indifferent.

As a last resort, she thought of what happened today.

However, no matter how much she did, if the other party didn't care about her, everything would be in vain.

Long Xuan followed her gaze and saw Lin Qingyuan leaning against the rail of the boat, talking to her maid, and aware of his gaze, she immediately looked over.

Different from the previous few times, this time, the girl looked at him with gratitude.

He raised his eyebrows and looked away.

"It doesn't matter."

"It can be seen that this Miss Lin is of extraordinary background, and she seems to be a good match for you." Although Yan Ruyu was about to give up, she still felt a little sour in her heart, but that was all.


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