A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 842 Actually, It's Better Not To See You Again
"Her?" Lang Mo was slightly startled, raised his eyes to meet Shang Zi Duke's worrying eyes, and then suddenly woke up, who was he asking?
With a stern face, there was a trace of respect.

"Grandma Qian is the most respected elder in the tribe." Lang Mo said lightly.The voice was neither soft nor heavy, but it fell on Duke Zi's heart like a spring thunder.Nothing more than lengthy words of praise, a simple sentence, a respectable elder.These words carry a lot of weight, at least in the hearts of Duke Zi and Jiang Qing, they can fully feel the heavy emotion in his words.

Sometimes, you don't need too many gorgeous words to praise a person, and two or three simple words can outline the whole picture.

"... How is she?" Duke Zi trembled, his tone dropped by two points.There was a little bit of uneasiness, and those calm eyes were unconsciously filled with sadness. I don't know where the love came from?Do not know where to go?At this moment, he decided that the shallow mother-in-law that Lang Mo and others were talking about was the person he had been looking for for decades.

In the empire, he always felt that his heart was inexplicably empty, and he couldn't hide his loneliness and vicissitudes.I often climb high and look far away, as if I want to find something from a high place?When I dreamed back at midnight, there seemed to be a gap in my heart, which couldn't be filled no matter what.Wandering around in my backyard as if absent-minded, not knowing how to settle down...

"No, Granny Qian's health has suddenly deteriorated in recent years. We are very worried when she will be in trouble." Jiang Qing shook her head lightly. In fact, she really wanted Didison to go to Taoyuan for a physical examination.Although Chi Jiu and Ya are good, they are not as good as Didison, a great doctor in Yubei.In terms of qualifications and experience, Didison beat the two of them by a few blocks.But many things in Yubei have been dragging their footsteps, and the return date has been delayed again and again.

Hearing this, Duke Zi instantly became quiet.With a stiff face, I don't know where to ask, let alone how to search.Sitting stupidly, with a hunched back, he coughed lightly from time to time, and wiped the corner of his mouth with a silk handkerchief as if nothing had happened, making the wolves on the side tremble with fear.She had no choice but to raise her head and give Jiang Qing a look of pleading for help. She always felt that Duke Zi at this time was completely different from the elegant and elegant him in her impression.

Jiang Qing shook her head, signaling Lang San not to intervene.

This is a knot in Duke Zi's heart. If he can't untie this knot himself, it will be useless for outsiders to say anything.I don't want to intervene, and I can't intervene.

outside the house.

The sun in the west gradually descended, and as the order from Lang Mo spread.The chaotic city of Shangyang became even more chaotic. Based on the news they received, Victoria should have entered the city long ago. However, no one had received the news that Victoria had entered the city.At this time, many people were fidgeting and panicked.

In each mansion, the number of people shuttled back and forth has increased a lot.

True, they were beginning to feel uneasy.

"After detoxification, you should seriously consider..." Lang Mo said calmly, but suddenly, his tone turned cold and hard: "Actually, I personally don't want you to go back to Taoyuan. Women are those who please themselves. Fanghua died young, you gave her decades of hope and expectations, but you cruelly killed a woman's most beautiful youth. How can she deal with herself now that you appear?"

As he spoke, Lang Mo gritted his teeth.

Qingjun's face was stained with coldness and indifference. These words were awakened and understood after his personal experience.Therefore, he feels even more distressed for Jiang Qing. He has been away for seven years and there is no news. What supports Jiang Qing to wait for seven years?He didn't dare to ask, and he didn't want to ask.This is a hard-to-heal scar between the two of them, maybe when their gray temples enter their twilight years, he can muster up the courage to ask.Seven years is indeed short compared to decades, at least they still have room for redemption.

However, Granny Qian has waited for decades.

In the past, the woman who was beautiful and beautiful in her cardamom age is now full of wrinkles and aging, she is very old, and she has entered an old age.Is she really willing to see Duke Zi again like this?
Hearing Lang Mo's indifferent and alienated words, Jiang Qing suddenly felt as if a big stone was pressing heavily on her chest.She felt the air around her condense instantly, and the suffocation made her gasp for breath with her mouth open.Looking up, the eyes looking at Lang Mo became softer and softer.It's not that he doesn't understand, it's just that he feels guilty and dare not say it, right?
"Pfft—" Duke Zi couldn't help coughing up a few more mouthfuls of blood after he came back to his senses.Wen Ya's face was filled with ashes and coldness in an instant, and Lang Mo's words were like a large basin of cold water being poured on the top of his head, extinguishing all the hot blood in his heart.How can one forget that Qingnan is not a prosperous place in the empire, where there are dangers everywhere, and being able to live over a hundred years is considered a blessing from the beast god.There has never been a moment of self-blame like now, why wasted decades in the empire?
"Master?" Lang San exclaimed.

Jiang Qing couldn't bear it, and scolded Lang Mo for a look. If you vomit like this, you will lose too much blood sooner or later, so she said: "If you are really worried about Granny Qian, detoxify and return to Taoyuan as soon as possible. The tree wants to be calm and the wind will not stop , don't let yourself regret it in the future..." She couldn't say too many harsh words.How can you say that Duke Zi is her elder, not to mention the world's tricks, who can blame her?

Instead of wasting time blaming yourself, why not wake up and settle everything earlier and set a return date.

"Wolf three, please come here to help Shui Lao, I want to detoxify in the shortest time." Duke Zi said brazenly.He is not a cowardly person, once he has made up his mind to do something, he naturally does not want to procrastinate.He didn't want to use the power of the Swimming Gang at first, as the current situation might be more and more troublesome. In order to solve the troublesome things as soon as possible, he decided to make a move.

"Yes!" Although Lang San was puzzled, he didn't ask further.

Shui Lao, enshrined by the Swimming Gang, used to be a retired physician from the imperial family. He was rescued by Duke Zi because he offended the rich and powerful and almost died.In order to avoid trouble, he sent people to the swimming pool to smooth things over.Shui Lao's medical skills are well-known in the empire. After that incident, everyone thought Shui Lao had died.No one suspected that it was Duke Zi, this was his hidden trump card.

"The Swimming Gang? The most prestigious underground force in the empire." The wolf's ink mouth twitched, staring at Duke Zi.

Duke Zi slowly took out another silk handkerchief from his sleeve, gracefully wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said gently: "It's hard to be a small business." Even so, the happy smile on his face dispelled many of the blood stains just now. gloomy.

"What is the Swimming Gang?" Jiang Qing frowned, looking at the two people who were playing charades in doubt.Confused, he couldn't help asking.I don't know how did Didison prepare?Later, Lang Mo will go to Tingfeng Xiaozhu for an appointment.She is struggling to pass or not?
"The empire's well-known underground forces involve many industries in the empire, and no one knows his true strength..." Lang Mo said plainly.When he made up his mind to rectify Morocco, why didn't he have some kind of ambition?Among them, the swimming gang gave him a lot of inspiration.

(End of this chapter)