The Remnant King's Royal Pet: The Secret Service Medical Concubine

Chapter 385 The identity of the old man
She patted Xiao Luochen's shoulder: "My lord, let me down, I'll take a look first!"

Xiao Luochen didn't even move, and slowly walked to the middle of the sea of ​​flowers: "This place is full of formations, this king can't let you wander around!"

Mu Chu held back his curiosity and didn't ask.

She really wanted to know why Xiao Luochen knew this place so well.

She lowered her eyes and smelled the fragrance of flowers all over the sky, only to feel dizzy and dazed for a while.

She was instantly horrified: "Lord Luo, these mandalas have the most magical effect!"

Holding his breath, Mu Chu took out a bottle of potion specially designed to disperse all kinds of drugs from his cuff, put it on the tip of his nose, and let Xiao Luochen smell it.

Xiao Luochen frowned slightly, his face a little ugly: "It stinks..."

Mu Chu looked proud: "How can it be effective if it doesn't smell bad? Look, does it feel better after smelling it?"

These mandalas are obviously different from the ones of her time. The ones she has seen before are all hybridized varieties, so there is no such original taste here.

With a click, the door of the small temple in front was pushed open, and a little Taoist priest with a beautiful face in Taoist robes came out from inside.

"My lord has been waiting here for a long time!"

When Mu Chu heard the word Lord, he couldn't help laughing. The little Taoist priest of feelings is just a gatekeeper.

"My lord, haven't you memorized enough?"

Xiao Luochen lowered his eyes lightly, as if he didn't hear Mu Chu's words, he stepped to the door of the small house, and then let Mu Chu down.

As soon as his feet landed on the ground, Mu Chu suddenly became energetic.

"this way please!"

The house was very dark, the little Taoist priest lit a few lamps in the house, the faint candle flames were dancing slowly, giving it a somewhat gloomy atmosphere.

It was clearly broad daylight, and the house needed to be lit to see things.

At this time, Mu Chu had only one impression of this master who had not met yet... pretending to be a ghost.

Xiao Luochen held Mu Chu's hand very naturally, and stood in the center of the temple.

After a while, a slightly old voice came from behind the screen not far away, with a slightly gloomy feeling.

When Mu Chu heard this voice, he felt a slight tremor all over his body, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

Suddenly, her eyes widened, and she tightened her grip on Xiao Luochen's hand. She raised her head and frowned and said coldly, "Who the hell are you? When did we meet?"

Xiao Luochen turned his head slightly and glanced at Mu Chu, only feeling a little surprised.

"Ah Chu, have you met?"

Mu Chu gritted his teeth and nodded slightly.

Although the memory is not very clear, and it seems that there is still a barrier in her mind, but she is sure that when she woke up when she was seven years old, the voice she heard was this old man of.

"My lord, didn't I say that when I was seven years old, I witnessed the tragic death of the Empress Dowager? At that time, this person was there!"

Mu Chu's tone was very firm, beyond doubt.

Although the old voice was deliberately disguised, Mu Chu still knew that she heard absolutely right.

"I didn't expect it to be so many years, you still remember!"

The voice had a somewhat distant atmosphere, as if it had been polished by time and became dilapidated, but it also had a long history.

"Of course I will remember. Did you tamper with my memory? Why did you hide the truth about the Empress Dowager's death?"

Mu Chu's series of questioning made the person behind the opposite screen silent.

Xiao Luochen reached out and grabbed Mu Chu's wrist, and shook his head slightly at her: "Ah Chu, do you know who is behind the screen?"

Mu Chu fell silent, lowering her eyes slightly.

"It's your own grandfather!"

Xiao Luochen's words slowly spit out from his mouth, as if a shocking thunderbolt hit Mu Chu's head directly, she never imagined that she actually had a grandfather...

"What grandpa?"

Mu Chu turned his head and looked in the direction of the screen, then raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a sarcasm smile: "I dare not even show my face, it's really funny that I want the princess to recognize my relatives. Besides, after so many years Come on, where did the princess go when he was suffering?"

Mu Chu knew that it was useless to say these things. The old man had never seen the real Mu Chu for so many years. There was only one reason.

In the eyes of the old man, Mu Chu is already an abandoned child.

In other words, it is just a dispensable pawn.

"Chu'er, grandpa knows that you are resentful, but it doesn't matter, but you, don't you want to avenge your parents?"

Mu Chu raised his eyebrows lightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Revenge, who are you looking for?"

"Of course it's... the Apocalypse royal family!"

After the old man finished speaking, he smiled lightly, but his tone suddenly changed, and when he spoke to Xiao Luochen, his words were a little harsh.

"The poison on your body has been untied?"

There was surprise in the old man's tone, and his voice was a little dull.

Hearing this question, Mu Chu squinted his eyes and glanced at Xiao Luochen's direction, then pointed his finger behind the screen: "My lord, the poison you were originally poisoned was not from the little emperor, but from him?"

A dark light flashed in King Luo's eyes, but he didn't answer.

But this represented a tacit attitude, which instantly made Mu Chu dislike the old man behind the screen, and his anger was slowly increasing.

Now, Xiao Luochen is hers, and it was nothing before, but now that he knows the truth, Mu Chu absolutely cannot let the old man in front of him go, even though the other party calls it her grandfather.

What a joke.

"Tell me, what do you want to do when you call us here today?"

The old man sneered when he heard this.

"Lord Luo, I saved your life and taught you martial arts. How did you repay me by helping Mu Chu become a queen, but you decided on your own to marry her..."

Mu Chu narrowed his eyes, and a gleam flashed across his eyes.

No wonder, at the scene of her big wedding, she saw Xiao Luochen who rarely attended banquets and weddings.

It's no wonder that Xiao Luochen didn't kill her, because the order he got was to help her become a queen.

"The king regrets it!"

Xiao Luochen opened his lips lightly, and said five answers that made people wonder how to react.

Behind the screen, there was no sound for a long time, but Mu Chu could vaguely feel that the old man was accumulating anger.

Mu Chu interrupted this moment of peace, and asked the old man with a smile: "Just now King Luo said that you are my grandfather, I believe it!"

Although the old man didn't speak, Mu Chu knew that the other party was puzzled.

"If my father is a descendant of the previous dynasty, then you must be the Prince Fengming who escaped from the palace 50 years ago!"

The old man finally spoke again, but in his voice, there was a monstrous resentment hidden: "Exactly, as the blood of Feng Ming, you naturally have to shoulder the great plan of restoring the country, whether it is for your parents or yourself, you have to bear this fate!"

(End of this chapter)