Thousand Face Demonic Concubine

I don't know how long it has been, time seems to be still.

There was a uniform breathing sound beside him, Feng Yege lay his face sideways, and looked at Lou Qingwu's closed eyes. After relaxing, Lou Qingwu who fell asleep seemed extraordinarily quiet. He couldn't help leaning over, leaning his head with one hand, raising his hand and brushing off a ray of blue silk blown by the wind on her face, gently hooking her ears, sliding her finger over her face and skin inadvertently. The slippery feeling from time to time made Feng Yege's slightly constricted Feng eyes narrowed.

The fingertips moved slightly, and finally fell on her red lips, and the fingertips touched lightly.

He finally sighed silently and retracted his hand.

Watching quietly, before long, stood up, bent over and hugged Loulou, several of them stood up, and soon the long figure disappeared into the night sky.

Feng Yege quietly put Lou Lou back on the bed in the room before turning away.

Lan Bai and Qian Mian saw him coming out and quickly gathered around, whispering: "Night King, how is the master?"

"It's all right."

"There is still a way for Night King."

Lan Bai patted his chest and was relieved. Earlier, the expression of the master went out, scaring her and Qiannian, thinking that something had happened, but until they saw the picture, they only knew that the nine ladies might be It has something to do with the master, but I don't understand why the master sees the portrait with such a complicated expression?

Fortunately, the master returned unharmed.

Feng Yege looked back at Lou Qingwu's room and glanced, "If something happens in the future, come and tell me at any time."

Lan Bai: "Yes!"

The movement outside the room gradually became silent, and Lou Qingwu, who was already asleep in the room, slowly opened his eyes. A pair of thorough eyes were sober and sober.

Without knowing what she thought of, she raised her hand, her fingertips fell on her lips, and she was stunned.

For a long while, complex emotions flowed quietly under the eyes.

Finally, she recovered her calmness, rolled over, and closed her eyes again, wondering what she was thinking in her heart.

When Lou Qingwu came out of the room the next day, he opened his door and met Lan Bai's face.

She took a step back, "Lan Bai, what are you standing here for?"

Lan Bai pitifully put her head against the door frame and pointed her dark circles with her fingers. "Master, where did you go with the Night King yesterday, I think I was still curious all night." When I saw the Overnight King, how did the Night King know where the master went when he was in a bad mood? She didn't know.

This made her feel incompetent.

"This." Lou Qingwu's hands were around his chest, and he held his chin with one hand and thought.

Lan Bai widened her eyes and glared at her, but Lou Qingwu's mouth was raised, and she only answered two words: "secret."

Lan Bai suddenly stunned: "Oh, lord, don't bring this, tell me, tell me." After that, we will flutter towards the floor, and I will be carried by Qian Qian, who does not know when it will appear Dragging away, Qian Qian himself stood in front of Lou Qingwu, "Master, I'm more curious who is the woman in that portrait?"

"Oh? You want to know?"

Qianmen nodded desperately: "Think!"

Lou Qingwu's expression became more casual, "My mother."

"Huh?" Qiannian and Lanbai didn't respond. After the reaction, they suddenly stood up sharply: "What? Master your ..."

As if they were afraid they didn't hear clearly, Lou Qingwu replied again: "You didn't hear me wrong, my biological mother-in-law, who was the old lady of Loufu." Even if there are many similar people in the world, it is a person The expression and the temperament that have been immersed in time are unique. When she was a child, her mother-in-law impressed her too much, so she could recognize her mother at a glance.

The two were completely stunned. "But ... Madam didn't have it many years ago ..."

How did it become Mrs. Nguyen's Nine?

This span is a bit large, their small heart is limited, and it feels so complicated ...

"Yes, I also want to know the reason why the mother died and was born again in the Ruan family. But now our purpose is not this."

"what is that?"

"Since we know who Mrs. Nguyen Nguyen is, you can prescribe the right medicine. Now that Mr. Nguyen Ren asked the doctor to heal these nine women, let's go and see for yourself."

Qiannian shook his head first: "Master, that Ruan Xiuren's main house is like a copper wall and an iron wall, and moths can't fly in."

"Of course we don't go in this way."

Thousands of eyes brightened: "What shall we do?"

"Mrs. Nine, something will happen to Ruan Xiuren. Qian Qian, you go and find out who Ruan ’s will ask for next time, and we will take the place and see what happened?"

Thousands of faces suddenly rejoiced: "Yes! Let's do it for the subordinates!"

Until Qiannian left, Lou Qingwu quietly looked at the dead tree in front of her. She seemed to see the elegant and gentle woman again, smiling and dancing gently towards her.

Qiannian was back again soon. It was not difficult to inquire this time because it was already familiar with the people in the house. Although it took some effort to get the news, it was easier than getting the picture. As soon as he got the news, Qiannian returned to Yifeng Pavilion. "Master, the master Ruan sent a Taoist priest who is said to be able to treat various incurable diseases. I do n’t know where he got it from, and he is being escorted to Beijing . "

Lou Qingwu contemplative film Xu, only said: "Thousands of face you help Lan Bai dressed as my appearance, you and I went to guard outside Beijing."

"Yes!"

Half a day later, a carriage drove slowly into Kyoto, and the front of the carriage was the housekeeper of Ruan's House. He ushered the carriage all the way into Ruan's House. The carriage stopped only outside Ruan Xiuren's main courtyard. The steward turned over and dismissed the curtain, and bowed his head respectfully to the humane inside: "Director, has arrived, please!"

Inside was a middle-aged man with gray hair combed meticulously, wearing a robe with a jade crown on his head, eyes closed, and a duster on his left wrist. The housekeeper saw this, and his eyes became brighter. I only hope that this time, the master really has a little ability to wake up Mrs. Nine. In this way, the owner will not have to be restrained anymore, and can replace the dowry. Anxious.

The chief then opened his eyes, his eyes sharp and a bit wise.

It's a bit capable.

In response, he came out of the carriage and looked around, Shen said, "What about the medicine boy in this way?"

"Oh? Master, I'm here!"

A man with a disheveled coat hurried from not far behind him, and in front of the Minister, quickly drew his hair. "Master, I'm fine."

Dao frowned. "What have you done?"

"Well, my stomach isn't comfortable, hehe hehe." The Yaotong smirked for a moment, then looked at the steward looking at him, grunted a face, and laughed even more silly.