Chapter 645: So affectionate

Chapter 645: So Long
"I'm not good at alcohol. I'm just interested in something new. I travel long distances. If I can't taste it, I will have regrets in my heart."
"Everything is impossible in life and regret is the norm."
"Is there any regret in King Nanling's life?"
"Countless."
After a banquet, the drunk party ended.
Returning to the Temple of Conscience, Feng Moyu lay down directly on the dragon bed.
Tiring.
Too exhausting.
Especially to face a person who is on par with Uncle Huang ’s aura, the feeling is like facing two Uncles at the same time.
Feng Moyu is a bit ruthless.
"Uncle Huang, that Duan Ting is a very difficult character."
"How do you know?" Feng Qingbai sat at the window, sobering up against the evening wind.
Because you are difficult to entangle, Feng Moji naturally dare not say that he has replaced the uncle into Duan Ting. , Is a messy character. Especially with a smile on his face, a fake, and a smile on his skin. "
"Learn more, you can do what he does in the future, and the whole chapel is in your hands."
"..." That's a long way to go. "Uncle Huang, I think the two of you talked well at the table. What did he talk to you about?"
Feng Qingbai said nothing, looked up at the stars in the night sky.
His little girl came up in his mind, laughing and smiling in the courtyard of the Liu family.
The side is calm and he will try his best to maintain it.
At this time, a man in a wheelchair in a room at the station also stared at the window.
"Master, would you say that King Nanling would allow us to go to Xinghua Village? The man's mind was so deep that he couldn't understand it."
"Whether it is allowed or not, where do I want to go, do I still need the consent of others?" The man smiled, indifferently.
"I heard that King Nanling guarded Xinghua Village very tightly. Lord Wang wants to go, but he may not be successful."
"Yeah. The road rover is too difficult to do, what to do." Rubbing the corner of his eyebrows like a distress, the man's eyes didn't have a bit of distress.
King of Nanling, wind green cypress.
It's not as famous as it really is.
Turn around and look at the environment in the room. The layout is good. Naturally, the place where you are welcome to come from other countries should not be embarrassed, but it seems that there is always something missing.
Pat the wheelchair armrest, "Walk, go to Nanling Wangfu."
"Master?"
"Huh?" Looking to the side, Gongyan said, "Zifeng, you talk a lot today."
The palace caller named Zifeng immediately lowered her head, and did not dare to speak again, and instead pushed up the wheelchair and went out.
The master has a good temperament, but when he exits, he never allows others to beak.
Feng Qingbai stepped on Xingyue's home, entered the house, and saw the man who regarded his Nanling palace as his home.
Turned in a wheelchair and walked around the hall, take a look here, and flip over there.
It's a rare visitor.
Entering the hall, he called on Xiaoxiong to have tea, Feng Qingbai sat down on the chair, and he was not inspected by men. "If there is anything inappropriately arranged, King Ting can give advice."
The man turned his head and smiled and raised an eyebrow. "The king of Nanling didn't ask me why I appeared here?"
"You're already here, why bother asking." He wanted to say, naturally he would say, don't want to say, what's the use of asking.
Duan Ting laughed, "I like your temperament, unlike others, and buzzing a lot in my ears, so annoying."
"It seems that King Ting has a penchant for breaking into other people's homes, otherwise, he won't cause that much annoyance."
"I'm just curious about many things."
"Now is curiosity satisfied?"
Duan Ting turned to a wheelchair, leaned towards Feng Qingbai, and looked at him with cheeks. "No, I'm not curious about things, but I'm more curious about you."
"Do you have a broken sleeve? Sorry, King didn't."
Duan Ting's face was invisible and he pulled back, "If anyone dares to say this to me, it's already a human head."
"Fortunately, Wang's head is still around his neck."
After watching Feng Qingbai for a moment, Duan Ting bent down slightly, patted the wheelchair armrest and laughed, "I don't like the post room. Tonight, I live in Nanling King's Mansion. May Nanling King guarantee my safety?"
"Come here, prepare a guest room, and bring a distinguished guest to check in." The man in the middle of the house was ordered. Feng Qingbai got up and nodded towards Duan Ting. "The King Ting please help yourself."
"Thank you." Behind him, a gentle word came from the man.
Feng Qingbai's head did not return.
That night, an assassin from the Nanling Palace tried to sneak in and was blocked from the impervious protection of the Palace.
The fighting lasted for almost an hour. The people in the guest house slept soundly. When they heard the movement, they just squinted their eyes and fell asleep again.
When Wei Zi came to the newspaper, Feng Qingbai was writing a book for his little girl in the study.
"Master, the number of martial arts of the assassin is different from the past, not the same people."
Feng Qingbai didn't raise his head. "He came to Duan Ting. He lived in the palace for a few days and strengthened the palace defense."
"The lord said that he purposely came to the palace to seek asylum?"
"The battle between the royal family of Beicang is not calmer than that of Nanling. A person who is not good at acting and shocked is brilliant. He is deeply valued by Beicanghuang. Most people think he died."
"So, is n’t the master involved in the Beicang royal struggle?" Wei Zi frowned. The master had countless things on his body. If he had anything to do with Duan Ting, wouldn't he find something for himself?
"Assassins attacked the Nanling Royal Palace. The Royal Palace was justified in defense. What does it have to do with the royal fight? The king knew nothing about those."
"..." Wei Zi receded with a twitch.
In the early morning of the second day, the people in the guest house pushed the wheelchair and came out full of energy. When they saw the wind and cypress, they stretched a lazy waist.
"Master Wang, is this early morning?"
"No, next morning."
"It's so late already, sorry, I slept soundly last night, I don't know how to wake up."
"Anyway, there are not many days you can sleep well."
Duan Ting rubbed his forehead. "Master, you have a thorn in your body, and you are talking in a sentence."
"King Ting has regarded my Nanling Palace as a free bodyguard, can't I tie it up? Just pay for it." Feng Qingbai murmured, passing by the man.
Behind him, Duan Ting supported his cheek, looked at his back, and chuckled in the corner of his mouth with a smile.
"Wang Ye, are you going back to the post? This time the mission came to negotiate with Nanling. Wang Ye is not here, and the dragons have no head."
"It's hard to come out once, so what's the rush? Let them wait, cart, stroll around the garden."
The two maids glanced at each other, and had no choice but to push up the wheelchair and walk along the paths of the palace to visit Yiyuan's courtyard and back garden.
While walking through several other courtyards, the man looked at the names of the other courtyards and overflowed with a chuckle, "Liu Yunge, Yuqing Garden, Sheng Xiaoyuan. It's really interesting, I can't see it, the well-known Nanling King, so affectionate."
"Master Wang, Liu Yusheng, is the name of the little magician in Yunzhou."
"Really, my king knows, but my king doesn't like to be reminded." The man turned his eyes to look at Zifeng, with a smile on his face, but did not reach the bottom of his eyes.
"The Lord forgive me!"
Is there a leprechaun cursing me in a circle in the back? I started to have diarrhea in the afternoon, which made me unlovable ~ I ate two bottles of Baoji Pills and supported the code word. I # ￥% & amp; amp; amp; @ Four more today, six chapters were originally owed, and one more chapter today, you guys are so good! I remember ~~~~
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