Wild Phoenix Playing Dragon: Chongxi Little Silly Concubine

But why is she crying?

Seeing her sad with tears in her eyes, Yuwen Haoyu felt distressed again.

Just when Yuwen Haoyu wanted to ask clearly, his personal bodyguard Li Heihu hurriedly came here and whispered something in his ear, Yuwen Haoyu's expression changed, and he asked: " Where?"

"It's on South Street." Heihu said to Yu Wenhaoyu with his handsome eyebrows slightly frowned.

"Okay, let's go now."

As Yuwen Haoyu said, he put down the inkstone in his hand, glanced at Luo Ling, but still turned around and left with Heihu striding away, leaving Luo Ling and Qing'er in the pavilion, Luo Ling and Qing were naturally The son's magnetic field does not match, seeing Yuwen Haoyu gone, at a loss, not knowing how to face her.So he hurriedly followed Yuwen Haoyu's direction and left.

Qing'er looked at their leaving figures and wanted to follow, but compared with Luo Ling, she was obviously more like an outsider. She was completely ignored just now, and brother Lian Yu's eyes were all on him after Luo Ling came. They were all placed on him, and they never paid the slightest attention to themselves.Qing'er had no choice but to stand in the pavilion with an angry face, her eyes fell on the painting of red plums that Luo Ling had painted before, and she raised her eyes to see that they had left the garden, and when there was no one around, she reached out and picked up the painting , instantly crumpled into a ball in his hand, and threw it into the small lotus pond beside him.

At this time, Cao Fangmo suddenly appeared beside Qing'er, and gently stroked Qing'er's head.In fact, her appearance was not accidental, she had seen everything just now, from Qing'er and Yu Wenhaoyu playing the piano and painting, to Luo Ling walking into the garden...

Yuwen Haoyu's love for Luo Ling is obvious, and Luo Ling seems to have feelings for Yuwen Haoyu too, but both of them have stubborn tempers, neither of them obeys the other, like a child's anger.

However, Qing'er... There is no room for her at all.

Seeing that it was her mother, Qing'er leaned her head on her shoulder affectionately, and whispered coquettishly,

"mother……"

"Silly boy, why bother to pursue a man who obviously doesn't care about me, it's too hard..."

"But do I just like him? I liked him the first time I saw her at my grandpa's house since I was a child."

"But, you know..."

"I don't listen, I don't listen," Qing'er suddenly covered her ears, "Mother, stop talking, I just want to marry Brother Yu, and I won't marry anyone but him. If he doesn't want me, I will... I will... I will become a nun."

When Cao Fangmo heard this, she felt anxious, and when she wanted to talk to her properly, Qing'er had already run out.

Cao Fangmo looked at Qing'er who ran away and disappeared into the corridor, and sighed helplessly.

What should she do with this stubborn daughter, God, you should teach me.

Cao Fangmo asked in a low voice to the blue sky, as if he saw the figure of his long-lost husband in a trance, looking at him with a smile...

Yuwen Haoyu followed Heihu to the South Street, and saw a few corpses lying horizontally at the end of the street from a distance, and many people were watching by the side, and sighs were heard from the crowd from time to time.

Luo Ling, who was following them, couldn't help but gasped when he saw the corpses. The corpses seemed to have been sprayed with hydrochloric acid, and the skin exposed to the air was almost completely...