What Nan Zhengjiang never expected was that Nan Qingmo and Su Hui really found Nan Qingling out of the Valley of the Dead, and in just over ten days, the three of them walked out safely together. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, for his green-skinned daughter, Nan Zhengjiang is like a great enemy, this green, and he can't speak, looking at Nan Qingling, who is almost equivalent to a little beast, Nan Zhengjiang smoked a cigarette silently for a night.

"Dad, you didn't sleep last night?"

Because Nan Qingling only allowed Nan Qingmo to get close to her, even Nan Zhengjiang, who was her father, couldn't get close to her for half a minute, and Nan Qingmo was afraid that Nan Qingling would suddenly disappear again, so she could only guard her inch by inch.

So, Nan Qingling hugged her tightly last night, so that Nan Zhengjiang, who was worried, was blocked out of the door, but fortunately, Su Huo was with him, and Nan Qingmo was not too worried.

"Alas......"

Nan Zhengjiang just sighed heavily and didn't say anything, but Nan Qingmo could feel that Nan Qingling's condition was like a thick dark cloud, weighing heavily on Nan Zhengjiang's heart.

"Where's Brother Su?"

Nan Qingmo saw that only Nan Zhengjiang was sitting outside the door, and suddenly he was a little surprised, what about Brother Su, why didn't he see him? Didn't he stay with his dad all the time last night?

"Oh, he's gone."

Hearing Nan Qingmo ask about Su Huilai, Nan Zhengjiang waved the cigarette stick in his hand a little absentmindedly, although he still didn't like him, but he had to admit that this kid seemed to be ...... It's kind of like that.

"What! Let's go!? ”

Nanqing Mo jumped when he was on the ground, how did Brother Su go! How to go!

I'm going to leave without saying a word to her!

"He said something, let me tell you, I'll see you again."

Seeing his daughter's reaction, Nan Zhengjiang was a little unhappy, sure enough, she was an outgoing girl, and she didn't agree to it yet! This girl is so excited, hum.

“…… Fate, goodbye? ”

Nan Qingmo muttered in disbelief, and then laughed to himself, "Brother Su means that he will definitely come to me again." ”

Nan Qingmo, who was still lost a moment ago, instantly became happy again, it turned out that Brother Su did not abandon her, presumably, Brother Su must have something very important to do.

Thinking like this, Nan Qingmo turned around and walked in to take care of Nan Qingling by himself, and Nan Zhengjiang couldn't stop sighing again and again, her daughter is older, and she is about to be unable to keep it.

"Hey girl, that kid left you an object!"

Watching Nan Qingmo walk in, Nan Zhengjiang snorted lightly and shouted into the house, before the words fell, Nan Zhengjiang only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and he found that Nan Qingmo appeared in front of him again.

"What did Brother Su leave for me?"

Nan Qingmo's eyes were as bright as the stars at night, and he stretched out his hand at Nan Zhengjiang, signaling him to take it out quickly.

"Na, girl with no conscience, my father has raised you for so long, and I haven't seen you so happy."

Nan Zhengjiang snorted angrily and pulled out the jade flute pinned to his waist, handed it to Nan Qingmo casually, and finally rolled his eyes fiercely, Citrus himself hated Su Huo more and more.

Hum.

[Mo Mo Dad, can we not be so arrogant? 】

"It's a flute!"

Nan Qingmo's eyes brightened, and then, he turned around like a butterfly again, and floated away towards the house, not caring about Nan Zhengjiang, who hadn't slept all night.

"Stinky girl."

Nan Zhengjiang smiled helplessly, and then, he still scolded with a little lost laughter, and then, there was a clear flute sound in the room.

Nan Zhengjiang got up slowly, poked his head into the room, and found that Nan Qingling, who was not close to him, was quietly lying on Nan Qingmo's lap at this time.

And Nan Qingmo was playing the flute.

Nan Zhengjiang muttered secretly, when will this stinky girl play the flute, then shook her head and turned around, heading towards her pharmacy.

Qingling's daughter's green and turquoise skin has to think of a way to solve it.

Long Yaoguo.

Long Yaoguo, who has always been in a very quiet and self-sufficient state, has recently had an accident, that is, their old emperor has died, and as the newly enthroned head of Xuanyang Kingdom, Murong Yue naturally has to make an attitude.

Therefore, the first thing is to send envoys to Long Yaoguo to express condolences, and then send a handwritten couplet from Murong Yue, well, the main thing is to express condolences.

It's just that what everyone didn't expect was that the envoy who sent to Long Yaoguo turned out to be Murong Le, who had inconvenient legs.

Because from the 'common sense' that many people know, the envoy represents the façade and image of a country, and although Murong Le is in a high position, he is a person with leg disease after all, how can he ...... I think something doesn't seem like that.

"The third prince, please mourn, since the first emperor died without illness, it can be regarded as a happy mourning."

Seeing that the third prince Long Rui looked sad, Murong Le also sighed faintly, and then motioned to Kunpeng behind him to push the wheelchair closer, and he went to a pillar of incense with his own hands to express his regret.

"Thank you for the comfort, but this palace is already the new emperor."

Seeing that Long Rui seemed to be correcting something, Murong Le immediately changed his words and said, "The new emperor's day is mourning." ”

Long Yaoguo's rules are a bit interesting, all princes will be collectively called 'princes' when they are not canonized, and once the successor is determined, even if they have not been in the high position, they will be called the new emperor.

"It's okay, the country can't be without a king for a day, according to my father's will, the palace will ascend the throne in a few days."

"That's a great thing to celebrate."

When Long Rui talked about this matter, the excitement in his eyes even diluted his brother's sadness, which made Murong Le couldn't help but show a slight sneer.

It seems that the old emperor of Long Yaoguo probably died not very quietly.

"It's better for the king to stay for the time being, and then return to Xuanyang after attending the enthronement ceremony of the main palace."

"It's okay, then Zihe will be disrespectful."

Zihe is Murong Le's word, usually he rarely calls himself so much in front of people, hearing his own prince like this time, Kunpeng behind him couldn't help but show some strange expressions.

Of course, this expression must not be seen by the upright and high-spirited Long Rui.

"The new emperor, the envoy of Nanzhao has also arrived."

Long Rui seemed to want to say something, and at this time, a rather slender woman walked over, but although she was slender, she did not look weak, but she was still very standard, and her eyes were bright, which made Murong Le can't help but glance sideways at him.

"Okay, Jiaoyu, you can take the word king to Xiulin Hall to rest."

Hearing Jiaoyu say this, Long Rui nodded slightly at Murong Le, and then turned away.

"The king of one word, please."

"There's Miss Lao."

Jiaoyu people are like people, if you look at it so closely, it really looks like a petite jade, Murong Le nodded, and a pair of eyes couldn't help but narrow.

This Jiaoyu seems to be very interesting.

(To be continued.) )