Quick Transmigration Blackening Big Brother Breeding Guide

Chapter 101 The God of War Prince in a Wheelchair (29)

5555 was puzzled: "Why didn't the host solve Mother Hao once and for all?"

Lou Zhuang raised her eyebrows: "Don't you think it's fun for her to do this?"

Rather than letting Hao Momo go underground to gather a mahjong table with Chen Momo and Chunyan Chunjiao, it is better to keep her.

See her trembling every day, living in fear all day long.

In the ancient world, there were no TV dramas and no Internet. Lou Zhuang was so boring that mushrooms grew on his head, so it was time to pass the time.
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In the next half month, the juvenile version of Chu Yuanqing did not come out again.

Lou Zhuang observed secretly, and Chu Yuanqing didn't seem to know the existence of the juvenile version.

She was thinking about the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness and the clingy cat-like spiritual tentacles she saw that night, and wanted to investigate deeply, but she never had the chance.

Just when Lou Zhuang was going to knock people out and study it carefully, the opportunity came.

On Lin Bi's birthday, the clan and dignitaries must enter the palace to celebrate.

As the only prince of the royal family, King Yuan naturally had to attend the palace banquet.

After Lou Zhuang's morning exercise, she went to Tingxue Hall for breakfast. Chu Yuanqing sat at the dining table with a book in her hand. Her long jet-black hair was stained with moisture, and she probably just finished taking a bath.

Lou Zhuang walked in, her eyes first fell on the dark golden crown of his hair, and then slowly moved down——

Today Chu Yuanqing was wearing a black robe regulated by the prince, embroidered with dark gold auspicious cloud patterns on it, which looked unspeakably expensive.

Ignoring the growing hostility between his brows, everyone would think that he is a dignified son of a noble family.

Sensing Lou Zhuang's eyes on him, Chu Yuanqing coughed uncomfortably: "What are you looking at?"

Lou Zhuang stepped forward and sat down, telling the truth: "You look good."

Chu Yuanqing snorted, and threw the military book aside: "You have vision, but I am the king."

I don't know what came to mind, Chu Yuanqing stopped talking and didn't say any more, his tone became a little lighter: "Okay, let's eat, and I have to enter the palace later."

Thinking of the person he would meet after entering the palace, a look of disgust flashed in the man's eyes.

Tyranny kept clamoring in his heart, and the murderous emotion almost tore his mind completely apart.

Sensing Chu Yuanqing's strangeness, Lou Zhuang leaned over: "What's wrong?"

As soon as Chu Yuanqing raised his head, his red eyes met Lou Zhuang's.

Lou Zhuang's eyes flickered slightly, and he called Fu Yang.

Seeing this, Fuyang did not lose his balance, and after being surprised, he hurriedly sent someone to ask Fan Chengtian to come over.

When Fan Chengtian rushed over in a hurry, the room was already in a mess.

The dinner table was overturned, and all the sumptuous breakfast was destroyed.

Fan Chengtian walked quickly into the inner room, only to see Chu Yuanqing was pinned on the bed by Lou Zhuang, his clothes were messed up, and he let out a low growl like a trapped animal from his throat.

His left hand seemed to be cut by something, and blood dripped down the long fingers to the ground.

Fan Chengtian's eyelids twitched, and he asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

"Just now he said he would enter the palace for a while, and then it became like this."

Whether it is Lou Zhuang, Fu Yang, or Fan Chengtian, they all know that the current imperial palace is a man-eating monster for Chu Yuanqing.

His parents lost their lives in the palace, he was severely poisoned and his legs were disabled, but his enemy lived in the palace, sitting on the dragon chair, holding the power of life and death
Fan Chengtian quickly calmed down and opened the medicine box: "I'll give him an injection first to calm him down."

"Not poisonous hair?" Lou Zhuang asked.

Just as Fan Chengtian was about to shake his head, his expression froze suddenly, and he stared at Louzhuang: "What are you doing?"

Lou Zhuang said nonsense seriously: "Guess."

Fan Chengtian: I believed in your evil.

But the most urgent task right now is to calm Chu Yuanqing down.

(End of this chapter)