Unbridled Medical Expert Consort: Demon Prince, Be Good

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"The green barley has to drink some soup again. This king sees the cook this time. The green soup is good." Nalan night held an empty bowl, gentle suggestion Luo Qingyi.

Luo Qingying had not been able to support it at this time. She felt that her small belly was protruding out of the circle. In order not to feel uncomfortable, she could only push Nalan’s night hand and solemnly said: “Nalan night, I have something to do. You said."

"Well? What?" Nalan regretfully put down the bowl in her hand. "Do you really want to eat a little bit?"

"Don't!" Luo Qing squirmed his hands and hands, Nalan's night is really not the rhythm of trying to feed her into a fat man? !

Nalan night glanced at her with a kind of "green is not sincere" eyes, and then turned to the topic of Luo Qingyi's wishes: "What is the Qingyan to say?"

"I went to the General's House today and found that my grandmother's injury was actually from the hand of Luocheng." Luo Qing's face was up, his eyes were a bit complicated.

Nalan’s night was also a glimpse, and he said indefinitely: “You mean, Los Angeles has injured Mrs. Luo’s wife?”

"Yes."

"...how?" Nalan’s night hesitated. "Luocheng, this person, although he is overwhelmed, does not want to start with his mother."

Luo Qingying was full of sadness: "I did not expect that Los Angeles would put such a heavy hand on the grandmother, just because the grandmother broke his traitor."

Nalan night felt that the matter was not small, and he asked: "What kind of conspiracy can you find out?"

"Nalan night, can you believe it? My father, the general of West Chu, is reselling the country's ordnance to the Southern Wei..." Luo Qingyi laughed at himself, not knowing who is negating, she is low The head slowly shakes two shakes.

Nalan night was sensitive to the low mood of Luo Qingying. He stretched his arms and took his wife in his arms and comforted him: "You are not your fault. You can do this. thing."

Even the night of Lanna is a language, and Los Angeles is also a personal talent. I would like to ask, when today, which country’s generals will do the reselling of ordnance? ! I am afraid, everyone knows the truth of the country of the soldiers!

However, Luocheng has done this kind of thing, and this stall, no accident, still has to solve the problem of Luo Qingying and Nalan night.

"This father has never been beyond my care for me. This time, it really made me start and..." The sadness in Luo Qing’s words will flow out in general, and the air in the contaminated temple is slightly Trembling.

Nalan’s heart was tight and she hugged her. “No matter, the general’s house is not worthy of being called your home. Your home is in the Chu Wangfu, and the king is there, you have a home.”

Luo Qingxiao smiled, and she moved her throat twice before she took back the grievances. No way, in the face of Nalan night, she is always tough.

"Inside, there are things in the Eastern Horse Race." Luo Qingyi sorted out the emotions, and prepared to tell Nalan night that things had passed.

Nalan night listened to her before and after the matter, the complexion was a bit complicated, and the frowning of the eyebrows gradually deepened. Finally, the disdainful light "啧" said: "Reselling the ordnance, the Southern Wei, even the Eastern Horse Farm has a share?!"

"Yeah, the man behind the scenes is a long hand." Luo Qingyi lamented.

"If this is exposed to the public, I am afraid that it will be badly affected." Nalan’s first consideration was the safety and reputation of Luo Qingying. He looked worriedly at Luo Qingying and looked at him. "Once the incident occurs, your reputation will be impaired first, and the trust of the people in the court will be reduced. Eventually, the whole society will be shaken."

Luo Qingyu knows his worries and directly says: "You just do it, don't worry about me."

My wife is so sensible.

Nalan smiled and said: "The king first sent Yuan Xing Yongan to them. They talked about the movements of Luocheng and figured out which step they had made. So they can start, and the king will try to eliminate this. The impact of green barley."

"Good." Luo Qingyi promised.

"Green, you should rest first, and the king will go out. This is still a good arrangement." Nalan looked at Luo Qingying and lay down, and gave her a horn, and smiled softly. Wang will come back soon."

This time the general's trip, the old scars in Luo Qing's heart were smashed again. Nalan night knew that the greens would only be safe when they stayed by their side, so he made a promise.

Luo Qingying is still Ying Yingdao: "Okay."

There is only one person left in the temple. Although she is physically and mentally exhausted, she is difficult to sleep. With the sour eyes on the top of the account, Luo Qing thought about something.

If it is a incident, the sale of ordnance is not small, and the blame is not easy to bear.

For Los Angeles, Luo Qingying naturally has no feelings. The words she said in the general's office were serious, and she was disappointed with the true father.

Luo Qingyi cares about Luo, not the general. Luo Jia, in the end said that she is still her mother. There are her beloved grandmothers, and Mrs. Hongyu, who is like a servant, and her younger brother and two-year-old brothers, all of whom are innocent.

Luo Qingying wants to protect them.

If the matter is exposed to people, the first thing that Nalan Night wants to keep is definitely Luo Qingying, Luo Jia, may be abandoned.

Luo Qingyi did not want to lose the person she did not want to sacrifice because of the fault of Luocheng. Since Nalan Night has sent people to inquire about the news in Luocheng, then Luo Qingying will take a different approach and start from another aspect. In short, she can't let the innocent Luo family to be buried in the stupidity of Luocheng.

Soon after, Nalan’s night came back, and looked at the big Luo Qing’s eyes, and couldn’t help but smile: “Why, without this king, can’t sleep? Oh? Is it so sticky?”

If it is a weekday, Luo Qingying must have a white eye flashed, and he will not scream. However, this time, Luo Qingying lying on the couch, his eyes staring at him, and he actually answered after a long while: "Well."

When Nalan stayed in the night, she forgot how to react.

Luo Qingxiao smiled: "Nalan night, you must be tired, take a break."

Chu Wangfu.

After a restful night, Luo Qingyi recovered her energy and blinked her eyes. She remembered the decision of last night, so she turned around and started to look around.

Nalan’s night has already gone out, and the side that belongs to him on the couch is already cool.

Recently, the two of them are really very busy. In addition to sleeping together in the evening, there are few times when I am still alive together, even Nalan Changyi, it is rare to meet.

When I thought of my son, Luo Qingyi suddenly thought of him. After washing, she went to the room of Nalan Changyi and planned to see her son to arrange things.

Nalan Changyi started earlier than her, and at this moment she was holding a stroke of a stroke in her little study. Luo Qingyu has a slight sorrow, and Nalan is used to it. Now, as long as she has nothing, she will naturally wake up. Not as good as two-year-old Nalan Changyi diligently, Luo Qing coughed twice into the small study.

Nalan Changyi looked up and saw Luo Qingying. It was very happy to come over and greet her. Luo Qingyi was in a hug posture, but he saw the little guy parked in the same place, staring at the table on the table. The mess of rice paper.

Luo Qingyi laughed: "Longevity, come over, why are you doing it?"

"No." Nalan Changyi's pretending old man shook his head, his face was full of seriousness. "Longevity is not a child, and you can't always be pregnant."

"Who said, in the eyes of the mother, Changyi is always a child." Luo Qingyi walked a few steps and reached out to touch the head of Nalan Changyi. The child's hair was soft and silky, and Luo Qingyi did not. Hold back, I touched two more.

Nalan Changyi looked up and said seriously: "Please don't touch the head of Changyi after the mother-in-law, Changyi grew up."

"Well?" The son suddenly became untouchable, and Luo Qingyi was a little lost. "Why, the mother likes to touch the head of Changyi."

"Chang Yi also likes to be touched by the mother, the mother's hand is gentle and gentle... But the father said that the sticky child will not be loved by the mother..." Nalan Changyi said intermittently.

However, Luo Qingyi still heard clearly, Nalan Changyi is still small after all, and then the prodigy can not read the tricks in the adult's belly. This is the son of his son, who was murdered by his father. Nalan ate vinegar at night, but he was so mad that he could not be separated from the gods. Even his own son would not let go.

"Don't listen to your father's nonsense." Luo Qingyi fixedly looked at Nalan Changyi's eyes. "He is lying to you, Changyi is so good, and the mother is always like Changyi."

"Really?" Nalan Changyi’s eyes sparkled, as if she had installed the entire starry sky, looking at Luo Qingyu with eager face.

Luo Qingxiao smiled and said: "Of course... Is this a painting of Changyi painting?"

Nalan Changyi pointed a small head: "Well, Changyi is painting the father and mother."

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"Chang Yi continues to work hard, the mother will go out for a trip, come back to play with you at night, okay?" Luo Qingyi still praised a few words, kneeling down to maintain the height of Nalan Changyi, laughing.

Nalan Changyi began to grieve: "Mother and father are very busy recently..."

A burst of rushing into the heart, Luo Qing squeezed the face of Nalan Changyi: "When this is over, our family of three can live together freely. Changyi is not unhappy, okay?"

Nalan Changyi nodded skillfully.

Luo Qingxiao smiled and left the small study room of Nalan Changyi. She only felt that the tiredness in her heart was swept away. She greeted the corner of the sun.

Yuan Xing took the order of Luo Qingyi and went out with her to the Chu Wangfu. The low-key luxury carriage stopped until it reached the front of the general.

Luo Qingying held the small hand on his hand and went directly to the gate of the general's house, and went to the courtyard of Mrs. Luo's wife.

Coincidentally, Hongyu is now in the courtyard of Mrs. Luo’s wife, who is serving the old lady’s medicine. Seeing Luo Qingying, Hongyu did not have many surprises to bow.