Chapter 1173: Chu Wangfu night visitors

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The young doctor did not dare to slam, and he was smashed by this foot. He was turned to the ground, but his eyes were still indignant and glaring at Los Angeles. Luo Cheng was extremely angry and pointed at him and pointed at him twice. He had to squat again.
"Father!" Luo Qingying faintly yelled at Luocheng. He suddenly stopped in the same place and did not dare to act again.
Luo Cheng’s look at Luo Qing’s, smiled and said:
What is the command of the emperor Wang Hao?

"Don't dare," Luo Qing took a spoonful of medicinal soup, carefully fed it into Mrs. Luo's mouth, and gently wiped the residual stains of the grandmother's mouth.
At this time, she was not too slow to say: "Grandma is still sick, my father will not be so angry with his temper. Is this not very good, my father is not good, how can my grandmother's illness be better? Father, do you say that is this?"
Los Angeles was speechless and could only take back his foot. He smiled and said: "Wang Hao’s maiden is saying it. It’s the official slut."
Luo Qingyi ignored him, a spoonful of spoonful to the grandmother to feed the medicine, carefully move, next to the Mingyu to help her with the medicine bowl, cleverly kept silent from beginning to end.
Luo Qingying seems to be careless, in fact, my mind is turning. The fire in Los Angeles is too strange, and some deliberate expressions mean that Luo Qingyi still feels wrong.
Instant Luo Qingyi had more speculations about Luocheng, and she did not put a little bit on her mind, but did not care too much.
There is no reason for it.
First, the feelings of Luocheng and Luoqingyi have always been cold, and the bridge between father and daughter has never been. Therefore, Luo Qingying does not have a good impression on him. Of course, Luo Qingyi feels the strange feeling for Luocheng. It is not impossible to be blamed for this.
Second, there is nothing to figure out in Los Angeles. At least in Luo Qingyi's view, Luocheng has no real power and no ambition. Even if he does not know who is hooking Luocheng, Luo Qingyi is not estimated to be a serious matter.
In summary, Luo Qingying took the matter of Luocheng with a stroke. Today, she is indeed busy. Otherwise, she will personally take care of her sick grandmother, but the conditions are not allowed, and she can only give up.
Luo Qingyi repeatedly helped Luo Lao's wife to take the pulse, confirming that it was only a small problem of diarrhea and vomiting. She was temporarily left from the generals, and said that she would see her grandmother tomorrow, and carefully took care of Mingyu to take care of her grandmother. I left with a worry.
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When the night, Chu Wangfu.
In order to retreat, Nalan Night and Luo Qingyi are busy doing a group today. On this day, they are busy all day. Luo Qingying also rushed to the generals. After returning, they compiled a whole lot. Chores, tired can not be tired, at this time in Nalan night arms sleeping.
The night is like ink, and the depression is like the essence. The dark guards that Nalan night had personally pointed to shuttled through the night, carefully patrolling the corners of the Chu Wangfu, and guarding the tranquility of one side.
Originally, it was difficult for someone to successfully sneak into the Chu Wangfu to make trouble with the training ability of Nalan Night and the absolute strength of his men.
However, tonight, there is such a rare "can be a man", wearing a moonlight, the body in the night clothes is as flexible as a snake, shuttled under the eye of the guards of the inspection, thus touched the door of the palace of the main palace of the king of Chu before.
The window sill was gently pushed open a gap.
On the couch, Nalan’s body shape did not move at all, but her eyes had already opened a line, her eyes were dark and clear, and there was no trace of drowsiness.
He happened to be facing the uninvited guest, so the people outside the window didn't find it for a while, and he used the cleverness to push the window.
Nalan night quietly pressed a button on the bed.
The grass and trees of the Chu King’s House were reinforced by the hand of Nalan’s night and added to the skill of the court. Therefore, the window alone, in order to open the sound as small as possible, the visitor is quite a waste of effort.
When he pushed the window open with a single heart, he found that an unusual cold light flashed on the window of his hand, and the guest’s eyes glimpsed. In a twinkling of an eye, he escaped the flying sword.
Yuan Xing, who came with the team, exaggerated and sighed, and the gesture was quite a pity. With a wave of his hand, the guards under his hand had circled and surrounded the visitors.
The surrounded masked man clenched the short knife in his hand, glanced at the crowd with a dangerous look, and his eyes looked like a wolf in the mountains.
Yuan Xing blew a whistle, and sneered a smile: "Who is the brother of the man? Stealing things and stealing the Chu Wangfu? Come! Isn't it small?"
However, a man who has a bit of a heart and soul in his heart is not expected to endure being defiled as a "little thief." Yuan Xing is deliberately angering the other party to make the other party show flaws. His face is laughing and ridiculous, but his heart has already played a 12-point vigilance.
The masked man in the center of the circle has turned the blade in his hand. This is the posture to prepare for the attack. The sword in Yuan Xing’s hand is also ready to go.
The flames of war are burning.
"Oh--"
The closed door of the temple was opened, and Nalan’s night clothes came out neatly. Looking at the hot scene in the lobby, his brow wrinkled, cold voice: "Small sound, green is still sleeping."
Masked mouth twitching.
Chu Wangye, this is fighting, how do you tell me how to whisper? !
Compared with the desperate shock of the masked man, everyone in the Chu Wangfu looked indifferent. Apparently, the love of his own princes has been well adapted, and he is looking at the masked people who are in the encirclement.
Masked person: "..."
Although Nalan Night did not pay much attention to the appearance of the visitors, in fact, the heart was added three points of caution. After all, this masked man swayed through the patrol guards in the layers of the king's palace, until Naran's night ears were discovered by himself, obviously not the ordinary people of ordinary ability.
If Qing Yan and his son met such a person when they were not there by themselves... Thinking of this, Nalan’s night blinked dangerously. I feel that this may be a bad fight tonight.
He not only wants to live and catch this masked person, but also tortures him and asks the master behind him. Nalan’s belief in the night has always been to scribble the roots.
However, just as everyone in the Chu Wangfu, including Nalan’s night, was waiting, the masked man in the encirclement suddenly grabbed the black towel on his face.
The sword in the hands of Yuan Xing, who was shaking this movement, shook twice.
The war is coming, why? This is? !
Under the black cloth, the masked person is a plain face. Anyone with a clear eye can see that this is a face that is easy to tolerate. At this moment, this popular face is a charming smile, and Yuan Xing is somewhat embarrassed. .
Nalan’s night did not understand the brow.
"Chu Wangye really is a hero." The cold-faced man suddenly took out such a sentence, and everyone in the room paused.
Nalan night frowned: "Who are you?"
"The villain is in the command of the master, and comes to visit the king of Chu." The masked man looks like a respectful person, but the unsmiling smile on the face is very ironic.
In the middle of the night, I broke into other people's residences. When I was discovered, I said "visiting". When are they all fools? The people in the Chu King’s house are indifferent, but the masked people are not affected anymore –
"Our masters have long heard of the name of the king of Chu, the king of Chu, and have always admired the two. They have no chance to make friends. This has sent a monk to come here, only to make a good voice with Wang Ye, and make a friend." Masked words There is still a respectful relationship between them, and the bow is bent over and looks like a slave.
The people in Chu’s government are not afraid to see the eyes.
Yuan Xing's first one couldn't help but couldn't see the corner of the mouth that our prince would have to pull out? Let us, the prince, whoever encounters any strange person, will only be a cold-faced person, a hero who can't stand it. What kind of wonder? !
"Shut up." It wasn't Yuan Xing who said this sentence. Luo Qingyi went out of the temple. She was not only neatly dressed, but also beautifully dressed. "Where do the local people dare to talk to my family?" !"
Do not say anything else, for the words of Luo Qingying, Nalan night eyes are unsatisfactory and satisfied.
When will Qinglan say such a good word? Why didn’t the king know...
"My family has no other meaning, just admiring the king of Chu, Wang Wang, I want to make a friend between the two nobles. I don't know if the Chu Wangfu people are in a position, can you make it convenient?" The masked person's posture is extraordinarily wretched, as if doing nothing. The things that people know are the same. In short, the look of the way is that they don’t like the sneak peek of the sneak peek.
She turned to Nalan Night and raised her eyebrows: "Wang Ye, what do you mean?"
Nalan night was shouted by her "Wang Ye", so she coughed twice. Luo Qingyi has always been informal, and he has always been a casual name for "you and me" in front of his own people. At this time, he unexpectedly screamed such a nickname, and the little deer in Nalan’s night was very happy.
"The green is not happy, the king naturally does not look up. So steal the chicken and touch the dog's behavior... Oh, who gives you the courage of the master?" Nalan night is very sneer, and the whole person is imposing. Arrogant.
Arrogant.
Luo Qing’s mouth was slightly mischievous and smiling. She took a few steps and approached the masked man. She looked at him half-wayly:
A subordinate, I dare not use the true face to show people, according to this palace, what is your master? And it’s not something worth making..."
The first half of Luo Qingying’s words is like a good life discussion. Although there is no half-polite attitude between the words, she suddenly said coldly:
Go back and tell your master, no one in Chu’s palace wants to be like him. People look at each other, or stay alone in their own nest and grow old."
Even if the masked person is an easy-to-face face, he can see the face of the green and white, and Luo Qing’s words are too sharp, so that he can't think of it.
The enemy was in the same place, Luo Qingyi boring clap, was worried that her safe Nalan night pulled back ten feet away from the encirclement.
Yuan Xing didn't look at the sly man who was hesitant. He was about to ridicule. He saw that the masked man seemed to think twice and he would explore the arms in his hand. He was afraid that he would come up with something to hurt. Yuan Xing and a group of guards immediately waited.