The poor lover provoked Luo Xiaoniang

Chapter 69 Going to the Hongmen Banquet
"Marry? Huh!" Bo Langjun felt extremely uncomfortable, and his face was also extremely ugly.

"What are you staring at me like that for?"

Luo Jiaojiao, who was undressing Bo Langjun, suddenly saw Bo Langjun's fierce eyes, and couldn't help being startled.Her hand trembled and pulled Bo Langjun's injured arm.

"Ah Chi!" Mr. Bo Lang couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!" Luo Jiaojiao quickly explained.

Bo Langjun held back his anger and watched Luo Jiaojiao undo the bandages on her arms round and round.

The wound healed well, but there was still some redness and swelling.Luo Jiaojiao dipped her hands in the ointment and applied it to Bo Langjun's wound.

Bo Langjun's heart was tickled by Luo Jiaojiao, and his anger had already gone three points.

Bo Langjun dismisses other women, but Luo Jiaojiao is the only one who worries him so much that he sacrifices his life to protect her.

I must have owed her in my previous life!Looking at the sackcloth that Luo Jiaojiao had tied and hurt him, Bo Langjun couldn't help frowning.

"It doesn't look good! Just make it up!" Luo Jiaojiao put on clothes for Bo Langjun, and then helped him to lie down.

Bo Langjun moved in, and then signaled Luo Jiaojiao to lie down and accompany him.

"I'm not sleepy in broad daylight!" Luo Jiaojiao drew the curtain for Bo Langjun.

"Then stay here and don't leave!" Bo Langjun's fingers clenched into fists.

I'll go out when you fall asleep!Luo Jiaojiao sat on the stool beside the bed and thought to herself.

It never occurred to me that Bo Langjun was still asleep, but Luo Jiaojiao was lying on the bedside and fast asleep.

Mr. Bo Lang saw that there was no movement outside the tent, so he gently opened the curtain.When he saw Luo Jiaojiao laying motionless on her stomach, he couldn't laugh or cry.How can there be a reason why the waiter should go to bed first when the master is not asleep?
There was movement outside the door, Bo Langjun put down his hand.The curtains of the bed were slowly closed.

Jiang Yu walked into the inner room with the invitation card from King Qi Liu Xiang in his hand.He saw Luo Jiaojiao who was asleep by Langjun's bed, and shook his head involuntarily.

"Is there something wrong?" Mr. Bo Lang knew that the person who came in was Jiang Yu.He was very familiar with his barely audible footsteps.

"Qi Wang Liu Xiang invites you to have a banquet at the mansion at night!" Jiang Yu replied in a low voice.

"Understood! Step back!" Bo Langjun sighed softly.

It is impossible for King Qi Liu Xiang not to investigate his own assassination.Now he has tracked it down to himself!Even if Captain Zhao was the mastermind who assassinated him, he would never kill his own people!This matter cannot be hidden from King Qi.

go!I'm afraid the injury on my arm will have to be revealed!If you don't go, it's tantamount to not calling yourself!

"Miss Luo!" Bo Langjun stood up and called out.

"What's wrong?" Luo Jiaojiao asked sleepily as she opened the window curtain.

"Let Jiang Yu bring the old man's plaster for removing scars!" Bo Langjun ordered irritably.

"Yes!" Luo Jiaojiao tied up the curtain and walked out of the inner room.

Jiang Yu gave the plaster to Luo Jiaojiao.Luo Jiaojiao unbuttoned Bo Langjun's skirt and applied plaster on him.

"Is there any other way to cover up the scars?" Mr. Bo Lang knew that even a magic elixir would not be able to remove the scars on his arm immediately.

"Yes! Tattoo!" Luo Jiaojiao bit her lip.

"No! How painful is that?" Bo Langjun shook his head.He doesn't want to suffer anymore!
"Are you so afraid of pain?" Luo Jiaojiao opened her eyes wide.

"Scared! That's why I've been well taken care of by my elder sister." Bo Langjun has been injured twice since he was young, thanks to Luo Jiaojiao.

"Then don't show your injuries to others!"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to help myself at that time! Qi Wang Liu Xiang has already posted a post, and the Hongmen Banquet will start tonight!" Bo Langjun pursed his lips and looked at the well-healed wound on his arm.

"Then let him catch the murderer!" Luo Jiaojiao already had an idea in her heart.

"You mean..."

"Well! There is only one way! I think there must be someone from Captain Zhao guarding the gate of the tea art workshop!" Luo Jiaojiao said firmly.

"Tell Jiang Yu to handle this matter! Change my clothes quickly!" Bo Langjun's mood became joyful.

Luo Jiaojiao quickly dressed up Mr. Bo Lang, and then accompanied him to the mansion of King Qi Liu Xiang.It was Zhuang Qing who drove them to the mansion of King Qi Liu Xiang.

Qi Wang Liu Xiang held a banquet in the corner pavilion in the back garden of the mansion.He only invited Mr. Bo Lang.

Luo Jiaojiao stood behind Bo Langjun.Mr. Bo Lang put his left hand in his sleeve and raised his glass with the right hand to drink with King Qi.

Luo Jiaojiao looked at Bo Langjun worriedly.His current physical condition is not easy to drink alcohol.Luo Jiaojiao smelled the strong smell of wine, which was obviously done by King Qi on purpose.

"Lang Jun's fingers are long and slender, smoother than a woman's hand. I wonder if it can hold a sword?" Qi Wang Liu Xiang's handsome face was suddenly covered with a layer of frost.

"I used to wield swords and swords in order to protect myself, but my body is weak, so I'm really not suitable for martial arts! Occasionally practice, it's just a show, good-looking but useless!" No matter how well-maintained Mr. Bo Lang's hands are, It is also inevitable that there will be cocoon marks from practicing swords.

"Oh?" King Qi grabbed Bo Langjun's hand as quickly as he was picking up vegetables.

Bo Langjun's hand retracted instinctively, and he dropped the chopsticks with a pain in his wrist.

"Offended!" King Qi took Bo Langjun's hand and looked at it.

Mr. Bo Lang's hands were white and delicate, and there was a slight rough feeling on the tiger's mouth.

"Extend your hand!" King Qi Liu Xiang looked up at Luo Jiaojiao.

Luo Jiaojiao froze for a moment, then stretched out her right hand.There is a distinct callus on her tiger's mouth.

"It seems that I misunderstood Mr. Lang! But I still want to see your flamboyance!" Qi Wang Liu Xiang is not such a person to be fooled.

"Report!" Deputy General Liu in Qi Wang Liuxiang's mansion hurriedly walked up to his master and saluted.

"Say!" Liu Xiang sat upright and stared at his lieutenant Liu Sheng.

"There was an assassin who entered the garden and was killed by us, but his shoulder had the marks of the dart shot by the dart king Li San."

"Let's go! Let's go and have a look!" King Qi got up and glanced at Bo Langjun.

Bo Langjun and Luo Jiaojiao had no choice but to follow behind King Qi.They came to a courtyard and found that the two guards guarding the assassin fell unconscious, but the assassin's body disappeared.

"Master! They have been caught in the mist! It's all under the supervision of the subordinates, please punish them!"

"Take them down for questioning first!" King Qi Liu Xiang's expression became cloudy.

"The grassroots don't disturb the prince anymore!" Mr. Bo Lang saluted and wanted to leave.

"Don't you think this matter is quite strange?" King Qi Liu Xiang looked at Bo Langjun with burning eyes.

"Caomin can't see it!" Bo Langjun still bowed and saluted.

"It's as if someone deliberately diverted their eyes and let my people see the wound, and then destroyed the body! Because the wound may be a new wound, and if you examine it carefully, it will definitely reveal the truth! Tell me, who would do such a thing?"

"Grass people are stupid!" Mr. Bo Lang was in a cold sweat!King Qi's thoughts are so meticulous, I'm afraid he will be a very powerful opponent in the future!

"In this imperial city, the only one I have eyes for is Mr. Lang. Why don't we sleep together tonight?" King Qi's meaning is clear enough, I want to examine your body!

"Then respect is worse than obedience!" Mr. Bo Lang gave a deep salute.

"I didn't expect King Qi to have such a habit of cutting sleeves!" Zhou Xinqi turned out from behind a rockery in good time.

(End of this chapter)