Chapter 1270: Pestle

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Luo Qingying's guarantee has let the cold leave his heart. To say who he believes most in the world, it is none other than Luo Qing. Wang Hao and the master brother are deeply concerned, and he naturally will not worry anymore.
Cold and hands clenched his fists, arched his hand to Luo Qingying: "This time the hard king is stunned."
Luo Qingyi nodded, did not say anything, and personally sent them out the door.
"A few days is Master's birthday, and the brothers are not convenient now, then I will come back in the next day." Cold thought and thought, and finally did not determine this with Nalan night.
Luo Qingying agreed, Nalan night is now unknown, or be careful, it is better not to mention this kind of sadness. After all, Nalan’s feelings for Master are known to everyone.
On the way back from the door, Luo Qingying was surprised to find that the flowers of Chu Wangfu actually opened more than half, which looked better. Now the scenery of the Chu King House is just right. They haven't come back for a long time. After Nalan's night is over, she must take a nap with Nalan's night.
Just now there is no mood.
There are sons...
The small, soft and cute person came to the fore, but unfortunately not around now.
Thinking of this, Luo Qing stunned her eyebrows. Fortunately, her son had Liang Yuyan taking care of her. She didn't have to worry. As long as Nalan was still alive, she could not care. As long as Nalan is around, his son is healthy and lively, Luo Qingyi feels better than anything else.
I hope that Nalan night can be all right, Luo Qingying secretly prayed.
The next day, when it was time to change the medicine, Luo Qing was afraid of delays. The medicine was taken to the room of Nalan Night early in the morning.
The morning sun shines through the curtains and scatters on Luo Qing's body, making her whole person warm. With the sunshine all the way, Luo Qinglan knocked on the door and pushed straight into the door.
Nalan had just got up at night, sitting on the edge of the bed, and seemed to be holding something in her hand. She suddenly saw Luo Qingying, and her eyes flashed a bit of color. She quickly collected things and instantly returned to normal.
Luo Qingyi did not care about this move. She thought it was caused by Nalan’s night injury. It is normal for people to be wary of others when they are injured.
"What are you looking at? How come today so late, I thought you went out to eat early." Luo Qingying put the medicine on the table, smiling back and looking at Nalan night, "I didn't see you in the flower hall. I only came to the room."
Nalan’s night quickly converges on her emotions and looks at Luo Qing’s question:
Nothing, how come so early, I haven’t woken up yet.

Fortunately, the collection is fast, or you will be exposed, Nalan night secretly.
Luo Qingying raised his eyebrows and did not answer his words. Nalan’s night has always been strict with self-discipline, and it’s so rare when it’s so late. It seems to be physically uncomfortable.
Luo Qingqi approached, pulled Nalan's night hand, picked up his sleeves and let him expose his wounds.
It has been crusted, looks red-brown, and the crooked wounds criss-cross, striking the white complexion. It is almost imaginable that if these wounds are deeper, I am afraid that Nalan’s hand will be scrapped.
"What's the matter, Qing Yan?" Nalan saw her not talking at night and asked again.
"The injury is so heavy, Nalan night, is it still painful? I will give you the medicine now, you will endure it yourself, and it will be almost a while after a while." Luo Qingying stopped the heartache and began to give it to him. Lan night application.
Nalan night snorted, and then completely handed over to Luo Qingying.
Apply a little bit of mud on Nalan's night wrist. The time of application is not long. Luo Qingying puts the medicine on the side, wraps the wound with gauze, binds the bandage, and examines it carefully. Finished.
Luo Qingying lifted the chin of Nalan's night and observed it carefully.
Nalan’s brow wrinkled and tilted slightly.
What’s wrong? Is there anything wrong with my face?

Sensitively aware of the resistance of Nalan's night, Luo Qingying was somewhat puzzled.
"What can I do?" Luo Qing glanced at him, his hands kept moving, and gently opened his ink. "Of course, check to see if you have any other wounds, especially the head, but don't have Aftereffects."
Nalan night reluctantly accepted a statement, but still did not quite match the action of Luo Qingying. Luo Qingyi just wanted to take a closer look, and he was escaping from Nalan’s night: "You are fine, I am fine, don't be so careful."
Luo Qing saw that he did not want to, and he did not continue to ask, but asked: "Nana night, is there any discomfort, especially in the head, can you feel it?"
"No, I am not uncomfortable, you don't have to be so careful." Nalan shakes her head at night, her eyes are a little nervous, and the answer is extremely decisive. If Luo Qingying can observe it carefully, it can be seen that Nalan’s expression is actually In guilty conscience.
Nalan night wants to get rid of Luo Qing's inquiry as soon as possible, so it is too easy to expose himself, he must be careful.

No discomfort?
Luo Qingyi frowned. How could he suddenly forget the previous things without being uncomfortable? She did not forget what she said yesterday.
Luo Qingyi did not give up, she pulled Nalan's night and let him stand. I carefully examined it and found that there was no other wound on Nalan's night.
Did she not check it out? Luo Qing’s heart was tight, and he was afraid of where he had missed.
Nalan night had wanted her not to continue checking, but Luo Qingyi was stubbornly disagreeing, and Nalan had to let him go.
After checking it several times, Luo Qingyi still did not find any other wounds on Nalan's night. As for the original ones, although it is very serious, she has already applied the medicine one by one, is healing, and should not cause other problems. .
Luo Qingqi did not understand, since there is no problem, how can you remember things? Thinking about it, Luo Qingyi also asked this question.
Luo Qing’s problem made Nalan’s night look a little strange, and her face was a little weird. Nalan’s night smiled helplessly and supported her forehead:
Qing, I... I’m telling the truth.

Luo Qingqi raised his eyebrows and did not interrupt him.
"Actually, I don't have a good place. My head is very dizzy, and it hurts a little." Nalan said quietly at night. "I didn't say it before because I know that you broke my heart because of my injuries these days. I am afraid that you are worried, I will not tell you the truth."
After that, Nalan looked at Luo Qingyu with a burning gaze, and seemed to be afraid of her being angry.
Originally, Luo Qingying was still a little angry. She was uncomfortable but still wants to squat. Can she not worry? But now, with Nalan's night watching with such a gaze, Luo Qingyi can't live without it.
Luo Qingyi shook his head helplessly, and put a face on Nalan’s night road:
I know that I am still worried about my illness. If you look like this again, I will leave you alone.

Nalan nodded quickly and said that she would never hide her condition.
"But... Qing, you said I can still think of it.
? These days are always inexplicable, I can't remember, those things are very important, but as soon as I think about it, I have a headache..." Nalan night pretending to look at Luo Qingying, his eyes full of self-blame and heartache .
When he was seen by his eyes, Luo Qing’s heart was distressed.
How proud of Nalan’s night, can make him show such a fragile expression, it must be very serious.
Luo Qingying's usual indifferent performance can face the people he cares about, but it is the tightness of the heavy feelings.
I couldn't bear to see Nalan's night and go on like this. Luo Qingyi gently patted his shoulder and said, "You don't have to think too much. Your memory loss is only recently, it should not be serious, Nalan night, I You will be cured, you have to believe me."
Nalan was silent for a moment and then nodded.
Luo Qingyi couldn't bear to stay here again, and wanted Nalan to calm down on his own, and left after finishing.
......
In the afternoon, Chu Wangfu was quiet.
In the bedroom, Nalan night was wearing a robes and looking at the courtyard. The prostitute at the door is working, and the afterglow of the corner of the eye feels the visit of Nalan's night, and even the head does not dare to lift, and the more the hand moves faster, and keeps on.
"Where is Wang Hao?" Nalan suddenly spoke.
The prostitute hurriedly took a ceremony and replied: "Wang Hao went out. As for where he went, the slaves did not know."
Nalan’s eyes blinked, and the bottom of her eyes flashed a sharp edge. It was a good opportunity.
Nodded, Nalan said to the prostitute around me: "This king is going to the study now, you lead the way."
The study has always been the most rigorous place. The prostitute did not know why Nalan had to lead the way to the study. She did not dare to speak, and nodded quickly, opening the way for Nalan night.
Along the way, I went around the corridor and circumvented the corners and the moon gate. The fake Nalan night recorded the route of the Chu Wangfu in my heart. This is the basic quality of an informant. As long as they reach a strange place, they remember the way is instinct. .
Halfway through, Nalan night saw someone coming towards me, and it was cold.
Cold departure is Nalan’s night, a look of concern, and quickly came over and said:
Master, how do you get up and go everywhere? How do you feel, the wound is better?

Nalan nodded at night, for fear of showing her feet and not talking.
Cold and faint smile two times, continued: "It is so clever, I actually met the master here, I originally wanted to visit you."
Nalan smiled indifferently at night and didn't want to talk too much. She only said: "It's a good thing."
Although the cold separation is not a lot of people, the person in front of him is Nalan Night. He is the most familiar and respected master. He is concerned about the injury of Nalan’s night and he said it directly here and Nalan’s night.
I remembered what happened recently, and I was cold and serious: "Master, fortunately, you are back safely, I have not followed you, or I can share some for you. The Southern Wei Emperor is really not something, so timid, I know that still It is better to kill him!"
"Okay, there is no need to mention the past."
Nalan’s frown interrupted him at night.
Teacher, you are looking for me, it’s not just a simple complaint.

Coldly nodded, seriously said: "This is the case, Master, after a few days is not Master's birthday, is catching up with you, so I want to ask, how do we give Master this birth?