佟南鸢还没说话，就见程麒高冷的转头出去。                                                                                “表姐，我得罪这什么二爷了吗？”佟南鸢不解的看向陆令筠。                                                                                陆令筠也不明所以，她浅浅一笑，“你不用理他。”                                                                                “呵，”佟南鸢翻了个白眼，“对了，他说的那什么韶景，又是谁？”                                                                                “是我婆母的侄女，前些时候在山庙里供奉了一位师太，如今住在山庙里。”                                                                                佟南鸢听此冷哼一声，“果然是个怪人，人家住哪跟他有什么关系，多管闲事！”