concubine, you cant do

Chapter 188 Visiting the Holy Church at Night (3)
"What is the relationship between you and the old man of Baidu? I don't think he has any intention of harming you." Night Breeze said coldly and Nuo's voice was clear.

Hearing this, Hanshuang's complexion was dim, and it seemed to be covered with a layer of veil mist under the moonlit night, "Who knows, he suddenly found me five years ago and insisted that I was her granddaughter, God, I have been free-range since childhood, No father and no mother, when will she become the granddaughter of Baidu old man, probably that stinky old man made it up and coaxed me to play..." Frost smiled bitterly, but there was no distress, "However, he treats me I am indeed fine, but I was afraid that I would run away, so I planted this scent Gu, which is actually harmless to the body, but once it is activated, I feel a little involuntary, unable to move my body."

"Yeah." Leng Yannuo nodded, then raised his hand high, and finally touched the skinny shoulder lightly like a feather, "I always knew you were fine."

The moonlight quietly fell on a bright and clean face through the red wall of the high-rise building in the distance, Frost's lips tugged, "I also know that my young lady has always been omnipotent. But..." Frost suddenly frowned, "This time the Lan family invited that stinky old man. I don't know what's going on behind the scenes. What about the flexible grass? I also inquired about it secretly. It's hidden in the innermost part of the church, and no outsiders have ever entered that church." However, it seems to be nothing special, but..." Frost hesitated to speak.

"When did you have so little confidence in your young lady?" Leng Yannuo tapped Frost's head with one hand.

"pain."

"It's good to know it hurts."

"I knew it would be like this."

Yuntang Mansion.

Leng Yannuo stretched out his hand to receive the usual nightly message from outside the window, and swallowed the words he was about to speak.

Opening the letter casually, I saw that apart from some information about this visit, it wrote at the end, "There are no more branches of orchids, and when will I return."

When is the return period?Leng Yannuo looked at the sky outside, her purpose of coming this time was not only for the Lan family.

like?These unfamiliar words seemed to hit the sky as soon as she left Tianmu Capital in recent days. She tried her best not to think about them, but she also tried her best to do all kinds of things that she didn't think deeply about the essence behind them.

The moon and stars are thin tonight, and the breeze in the air blows away the slightest trace of heat.

At the gate of Prince Li's Mansion in Tianmu Capital, Murong Shengrui, who was leaving the palace to return to the mansion, was finally blocked by Lan Zi at the gate of the mansion.

"It's really hard to see King Li."

Murong Shengrui, who was about to get off the carriage, heard the words outside the carriage, put the book in his hand back on the wall of the carriage, his eyes were clear and unwavering.

"Patriarch Lan had a very deep friendship with Prince Li's mansion back then, and now Prince Li has repeatedly..."

"Qingyi, please let Patriarch Lan come into the mansion to have a talk." The gentle voice from the carriage stopped Lanzi's next words.

Lan Zi was a little happy in his heart, Li Wang has always been less likely to go out of the mansion, the same Li Wang's mansion is also autistic, few people come in, even Yao Jingzhi who has a good friend with him has never been able to enter, and he...

What's more, Leng Yannuo has been ill for more than ten days in a row. She was suspicious at first, but when she saw the maid in her mansion go out to buy medicinal materials, the message posted above said that Leng Yannuo couldn't afford this illness... Wait for the comments, and recently There was no special news, so I felt relieved.

Secretly, Qing Er looked at Lan Zi, frowning slightly, thinking about what method his master would use to torture Lan Zi to death.

After Murong Shengrui finished speaking, he didn't get out of the car, but waited for Butler He who came to the door to lead Lan Zi in, and then got out of the car and walked into the mansion.

The moonlight is like water, laying a layer of light on the ground, making the projection on the ground stand upright like jade.

Murong Shengrui raised his head and glanced at the moonlight in the sky, his eyes looked in a certain direction, revealing some warm light.

In the front hall, the lights were like daylight, and Lanzi wore white clothes. After the banquet and dance that day, the veil was taken off and never picked up again, and the mansion where Lanzi stayed also left countless glass hearts of young heroes in Beijing.

Princess Li's illness has not improved for more than ten days, and the common people sighed for it.

Lan Zi was sitting firmly on the seat at this time, wearing a white dress with a blue belt, a slender waist, showing the spirit of a martial artist, and a soft but not delicate face.

Lanzi was born beautiful, unlike Leng Yanxue who was cold and arrogant, but a soft and soft belt seeping through the water of a thousand mountains and ponds. Seeing that figure at this time, even though she was still sitting upright, she had a soft expression on her face. The very slight trembling of her fingertips still revealed her mood at this time.

Murong Shengrui stepped into the front hall, wearing a black robe with a trace of brilliance, his eyes only stopped for a moment on Lan Zi, and then turned away.

"Glass King." The two words sounded light and graceful like fairy music.

"It's so late at night, I don't know what the Lan Patriarch wants to do with this king?" The voice was rusty and indifferent.

Lanzi's face froze, and then melted away in a moment, as if he had made a decision, before he spoke, "My Lan Family Holy Church has flexible grass, and you must know the magical effect of this flexible grass, although you are less than Mansion, but the man's ambition is in the four directions, making contributions, overlooking the mountains and rivers..."

"Patriarch Lan wants to persuade me to turn against Tianmu?" Murong Shengrui put down his teacup lightly, and asked in a soft voice, but there was no emotion in his words.

Lanzi didn't seem to expect Murong Chengrui to point out the main points so directly. After a moment of stunned, Fang said, "The current emperor is young and unfamiliar with you, and doesn't know good from bad, so why should you..."

"Patriarch Lan is right."

"Li Wang..." Lan Zi opened his lips in surprise.

"So next time you don't have to go to the gate of Prince Li's mansion. I am not interested in what you mentioned."

"I'm not interested. Why should Li Wang deceive himself? When you were six years old, you bravely broke into my Lan family and broke my Lan family's formation. Could it be..." At this point, Lan Zi bit her lip, stood up, and walked away. Two steps, stand three feet away from Murong Shengrui, "You join forces with my Lan family. Although my Lan family has inherited ancient martial arts, it also has ancient medical skills. Although the flexible grass is useless to ordinary people, it is for you." ..."

"Does Lan Patriarch want to recommend himself as a pillow?" Murong Shengrui said lightly.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Lanzi's expression froze and then changed, his originally pink and fair complexion flashed a touch of greenness, and the joints of his fingertips seemed to be vibrating with some kind of depressing string.

"Murong Shengrui, do you really have no affection for me? If so, why did you..."

"Qingyi sees off the guests." Murong Shengrui's usual gentle voice was almost cool.

At the door, Qing stepped into the hall quickly, pointed forward, "Master Lan, please."

Lanzi glanced at Murong Shengrui, full of hope, thinking that he would see Murong Shengrui rejecting her and feel slightly guilty or slightly regretful, but saw that the other party just looked into the depths of the sky, his eyes locked deeply and he said nothing.

"Could it be possible for Leng Yannuo to fall into your heart, she is just a wild woman who was born somewhere..."

"Crack." There was a crisp sound, especially clear in the air.

Murong Shengrui looked at his hands, and then his hands looked at the white-bearded old man hanging upside down in mid-air.

(End of this chapter)