The remarriage of the high-ranking daughter

Chapter 242 Trading (1)
The laughter stopped for a while, and Luo Bo shook his head and said: "Wang is wrong, this is the second wife of the Shen family, and the third wife is Qin Muli's favorite!"

"Really? Then I have to take a good look!"

King Kilihun stood up after speaking, but Luo Ya tugged at his sleeve and said in a low voice: "My lord, Sanniang hit it off with me immediately, please don't make things difficult for her!"

Luo Ya's eyes were sincere, and there was a hint of pleading. King Kilihun smiled, and pinched her slightly pointed chin indifferently, but did not make a promise, and just walked towards Chang'an in big strides.

Luo Ya's face darkened suddenly, Kilihun King was used to being conceited, how could he listen to other people's words, but she had to beg.

It is inevitable for Chang'an to be exposed to people, but she will also try her best to help Chang'an get out of trouble. As long as Chang'an is safe, her son will be safe.

A woman next to her gave a disdainful reprimand, squinted at Luo Ya, and said with a sneer in a low voice: "Don't think that now that you're back with the king, he'll make him think highly of you. If you don't keep your duty, you will suffer in the future." of."

Luo Ya glanced at the woman, but she didn't have the anger expected by the woman. Instead, she smiled slightly: "Concubine Xie Duan taught, Luo Ya will definitely keep her duty!"

Duan Liya, the little princess of the Exile Department, was the king's favorite woman before Luo Ya returned to Kilihun.

In fact, the women who accompanied King Kilihun were not all the noble girls secretly sent by various tribes. They were either afraid of Kilihun's despotic power, or they had another kind of flattering mentality. It was just these secret deeds. , and did not fall into the eyes of the people of Dazhou.

Although the foreign tribes were divided into several tribes, they fought endlessly for years, but after all, they still trusted their compatriots more for the Great Zhou in the pass. It was just that the tribes that chose to surrender could have a little more convenience in trading with the Great Zhou. That's all I want.

King Kilihun walked in front of Chang'an step by step, and a shadow like a mountain followed immediately. Shen Yuhuan only felt trembling all over, and was about to be breathless under the huge pressure. Chang An next to him looked at the man in front of him again, and said anxiously, "Don't believe him, it's me, it's really me!"

"It's a lovely woman!"

King Kilihun smiled suddenly, and stroked Shen Yuhuan's face with one hand. She felt her whole body was stiff, and her blood seemed to flow backwards in an instant, and hit her mind with a bang, but she could only hear the man's voice jokingly saying in her ear: : "Don't worry, I will give you a chance to prove it!"

King Kilihun's voice was deep and hoarse, but vigorous and powerful. Shen Yuhuan was stunned for a moment looking at the domineering face in front of him.

"And you..."

King Kilihun turned his gaze to Chang'an, and suddenly pinched her jaw with two fingers, "What should I do to you?"

Luo Ya bit her lip, but her hands tightly pinched the hem of the skirt. At this moment, she couldn't move, and she couldn't even stand up for Chang'an.

A woman who disobeys her man in public is considered disrespectful. If this object is still the king, then her efforts for so long will be in vain.

Besides, King Kilihun's temper is gloomy and unpredictable, and no one knows whether he will turn his face in the next moment. Such things have happened before, so she dare not lighten her edge!
At this moment, we can only rely on Chang An himself, as long as she will not confront King Kilihun in public and follow his wishes a little bit, then this moment will be safe and secure.

Chang An felt a pain in her jaw, and the pain could not help pulling her back from her thoughts, and also took her gaze away from Long Lian.

Suppressing the pain in her jaw, she glanced at the majestic and domineering man in front of her, frowned and said softly, "He's poisoned!"

Ever since entering this camp, Chang An has been secretly looking at Long Lian.

Why, as a musician, Long Lian can sit in the first place directly under King Kilihun. Is it because he has other special identities, or is it that he has an unusual status in King Kilihun's heart?
The seat where Long Lian was sitting seemed to be on the same level as Prince Gan Luo, but it was slightly closer to the higher position, and the surrounding maids were in awe of him, which made Chang An even more curious.

Long Lian's complexion is very fair, unlike the strong and dark man of the foreign race. He should be tall and thin, and his body feels empty in the robe. His eyes have been focused all the time, and he seems to be indifferent to everything around him, just adjusting the piano Occasionally, there is a low clang, which is so nice, but so lonely.

"Who are you talking about?"

King Kilihun's eyebrows twitched, his complexion darkened instantly, and the strength in his hands intensified a little. Changan couldn't help snorting, but his eyes looked over firmly and stubbornly, "I said Long Lian, that one Musician, he is poisoned!"

This time the voice rose slightly, reaching the ears of those present, and the venue suddenly fell silent.

Only then did Long Lian's gaze gradually turn around, but those eyes that were originally supposed to be clear and bright were covered with a layer of misty ashes, as dim as falling stardust.

Chang An only felt that his breathing was stagnant, and it turned out that those eyes... were invisible.

"how do you know?"

King Kilihun's thick eyebrows were twisted into a line, his fingers slowly slid down, and suddenly wrapped around Chang'an's slender neck, as if he could crush it in the next effort, his cold voice was like a Shura from hell, "said !"

"Cough cough..."

Chang An coughed a few times, forced to ignore the discomfort brought to her by the neck, and glanced coldly at King Kilihun, before saying, "His temples are faintly sunken, with purple in the blue... If I You are right, he must have been poisoned by the poppy's fruit!"

The whole plant of Poppy poppies is poisonous and contains toxic alkaloids, especially the fruit, which can cause poisoning if eaten by mistake, and may even lead to life-threatening in severe cases.

This kind of poison was recorded in the manuscript of the ancient genius doctor, and naturally it also recorded the most correct and effective detoxification method after several experiments.

But looking at Long Lian's current appearance, it seems that the toxin was forced to the eyes, and faintly involved in the temple beside him. If he dies for a long time, it may travel to the ear canal, and he will inevitably lose sight and even become deaf.

For an excellent musician, it may not matter if he can't see it, but if he can't hear it again, it will definitely be his lifelong regret!
King Kilihun's face was as dark as water, but Long Lian's voice came melodiously at this moment, like the ups and downs of musical notes, it was so pleasant, "Zuo Ao, give her I!"

Zhuo Ao is the name of King Kilihun, and there are not many people on this alien prairie who can call him by his first name.

And the "she" Long Lian said naturally refers to Chang'an. Although he didn't say it clearly, everyone present was silent in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)