Wild Phoenix Playing Dragon: Chongxi Little Silly Concubine

Although the weapons produced by their family are all packed in ordinary-looking boxes, pearls are often hidden in shells, aren't they?His family's weapons, even if they were taken out casually, were excellent.

"This is for you. I couldn't carry it when I came back after shopping all day last time, so I temporarily left it with Zhang Shaoliang."

Luo Ling handed him the box, pouted and said, "Open it and see if you like it."

Yuwen Haoyu was somewhat unexpected, he never thought that Luo Ling would give him something, but after being surprised, he was very happy.

When I opened it, I found that it was indeed the work of "Renyitang".

It is a delicate and meticulous dagger, light and sharp, not gorgeous, not as valuable as those envoys and ministers, and the treasury, and it is not inlaid with such or other gold gems, but Yuwen Haoyu can't put it down, just look at it, I fell in love with it.

"I like it, of course I like it."

Yuwen Haoyu quickly expressed his opinion, stroking the dagger with his fingertips, obviously very fond of it, "Why did you suddenly think of giving me this?" He asked.

"Didn't there be a lot of assassins because of the incident of breaking the elixir before? This dagger is expensive. It is said that it is so sharp that it can kill people without blood. It cuts iron like mud. You should carry it with you. you know?"

Luo Ling exhorted with a serious face.

"Well, I got it, lady." Yuwen Haoyu nodded again and again, his handsome face turned into a flower with a smile.

"Are you happy?" Luo Ling asked with a smile.

"Happy." Yuwen Haoyu nodded.

"Are you not angry?"

"No... I'm not angry."

Yuwen Haoyu was slightly taken aback, and raised his eyes to look at her.

Hearing this, Luo Ling raised his eyebrows, curled his lips and said: "You still said no, don't pretend that I didn't see it when I came in just now, your face is almost black as a pot."

Yuwen Haoyu pretended to cough and fell silent.

"If you don't like that I often go to see Zhang Shaoliang, I don't want to go. I'll go to another place to play in the future." Luo Ling said dully.

"Ling'er, I..."

"Okay, it's getting late, you still go to Feng Yin's place, get some rest earlier." Seeing Yuwen Haoyu's expression was a little uncomfortable, Luo Ling interrupted him, he naturally wouldn't admit it .

But Luo Ling recalled that when he just came in, his face was clearly ugly. Thinking that these days, he and Zhang Shaoliang are getting closer, it is impossible for Yuwen Haoyu to not mind at all.

It's like, knowing that he went to Fengyin's place for some ghostly plan, but there is still some discomfort in a certain corner of his heart, so Luo Ling understands.

Yuwen Haoyu hid the dagger in his clothes, turned around and glanced at Luo Ling, seeing that she came up to him and kissed him as usual, he raised his hand to signal him to leave quickly, Yuwen Haoyu blinked, turned his head and walked thoughtfully step out.

At this time, Feng Yin was walking back and forth anxiously in the room, it was rare for her to be in such an anxious state.

But now, the pigeon she raised, the only tool to communicate with the outside world, died inexplicably. The palace where she lived was not guarded as usual. Even a sparrow would be shot to death if it flew in, let alone a human. up.

The palace guards have no blind spots, this time, I am afraid that it is Qing Lan who will not be found.

In fact, she doesn't want them to come. She can bear the house arrest or something. The most important thing is that Yuwen Haoyu can still share the same room with her every night. In this way, she is also satisfied to a certain extent .

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Chinese New Year, Huo wishes everyone a happy Spring Festival and all the best!