Chapter 32: Hating the East Wind and Not Sparing Flowers (1)
Wutong Town is located at the junction of Chaoyan, Daze and Jiuqiu, because of its geographical advantages, merchants come and go frequently, so even if the town itself is not big, it is extremely prosperous and lively. And because of its proximity to Jiuqiu, people from the demon clan are also quite powerful here, in charge of most of the black market, prostitution halls and underground casino businesses in the town.
There are also Chaoyan's troops guarding the border near the town, but as long as there is no war, most of the soldiers also turn one eye open and one eye, and occasionally go to the restaurant opened by the demon clan to drink and try their luck in the casino.
When Luo Yao and his party arrived in Wutong Town, it was already late at night.
There are still pedestrians on the streets, mostly buying and selling people drinking in groups. The lanterns outside the tavern were lit brightly, reflecting the crowds of guests coming and going, reflecting the swaying figures on the ground.
Luo Yao led everyone into a slightly dimly lit alley, stopped in front of the back door of a house, and tapped his fingers a few times.
After a short time, a young woman who looked like a maid answered the door, and when she saw the visitor, she immediately bowed her head and saluted.
Luo Yao stepped forward and whispered a few words, and the maid led everyone into the courtyard.
In the moonlight, but see the flowers and plants in the courtyard, the pavilions and water pavilions are all available, inlaid with gold and painted, the style is extravagant, and the slightly rough and chaotic scenery in the town seems to be a little different.
The maid led everyone to a courtyard next to the water pavilion. Luo Yao asked Nian Ying to take Mu Chen into the largest wing room in the east, and asked the maid to lead Qing Ling to the west wing room for a short rest.
The room is brightly lit and fragrant, and the furnishings are colorful, gold-painted and silver-plated. Qing Ling looked around curiously, and just wanted to ask the maid what kind of place this was, but saw that she had already bowed down and exited the door.
Qing Ling sat down on the beauty couch by the window, still a little dizzy in her mind.
Luo Yao told her that he would ask a friend with excellent medical skills but a strange temper to treat Mu Chen, and told her not to bother. Although Qing Ling was very relieved of Mu Chen's injury, there was no other way at this time except to obediently obey Luo Yao's arrangement.
She leaned crookedly on the mat, thinking that she had been abandoned by her master, and that she had no one to rely on, and her heart was miserable. Thinking that Mu Chen had finally escaped the danger temporarily, he was a little glad that everything was worth it.
It's just that what should I do next?
She sighed faintly.
From now on, there will be no one around you who can be trusted and relied on?
Qing Ling had a lot of thoughts and sorrows, and finally he couldn't resist the fatigue accumulated for days, and he fell asleep on the couch unconsciously.
The next day, when the sky was bright, Qing Ling woke up in a daze, and saw that the maid from last night was facing away from her, taking out a few dishes from the food box and placing them on the table.
The aroma of the hot dish immediately aroused Qing Ling's appetite, and his stomach actually rumbled a few times in shame......
Hearing this, the maid turned her head to look at Qing Ling, pursed her lips and smiled, "Are you awake?" Childe said that you will definitely want to eat when you get up, so let me prepare it in advance, but I didn't expect it to be a coincidence. β
Qing Ling pressed his stomach and explained with an embarrassed expression: "Actually, I'm not usually like this. It's just that I haven't had time to eat in the past two days, so..."
She suddenly remembered that she had been in Gan Yuan for two days without food or drink, but Mu Chen had waited there for at least four or five days, and the situation must have been worse than her own. So he asked anxiously: "The son who lived in the east wing last night is ...... Did the one who passed out wake up? β
The maid shook her head, "Slender girl has been in there all along, and she hasn't come out yet." Later, you can ask Childe directly. β
After saying that, she packed up the food box, pushed the door and retreated.
Slender girl?
Always in there?
Qing Ling thought about sitting down in front of the dining table, subconsciously lifted the chopsticks, then put them down, stood up again and walked towards the door.
was about to open the door, but happened to meet Luo Yao pushing the door in.
I saw that he changed into a high-quality black brocade robe, the front cuffs and corners of the robe were gorgeous and exquisite, and the white jade hairpin was admired, which made the whole person a little more noble and mature. The corners of the eyebrows and eyes are still a little amorous, and the lips are like Dan and the smile is bewitching.
Qing Ling was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Your Highness, is he awake?" β
Luo Yao's gaze crossed Qing Ling, and he paused for a moment at the dishes that had not been touched on the table, and said with a smile: "At the moment of food, it is rare that Senior Sister can disdain it. β
Qing Ling was already a little irritable in her heart, but now that she saw Luo Yao change her outfit, she was described as a child of a family, which made her feel more and more strange, and her tone couldn't help but become stern, "If you ask you, you will answer honestly, what are you doing with such yin and yang?" β
After escaping from Gan Yuan, Qing Ling found that Luo Yao's attitude towards him had become a little hot and cold. Sometimes, it seems to be the same as himself, deliberately maintaining the intimacy of the past, whether it is joking or teasing, it is not much different from when he was in Chonggo. But sometimes, Qing Ling faintly felt that Luo Yao seemed to have some anger towards him, which was not so obvious, but the trace of coldness in his tone and the full irony in ridicule were not at all like his previous style of speaking very well and pleasing people......
She pondered the reason for the change, which could only be attributed to his identity that no longer needed to be hidden. The son of the Houmen family, once he throws away his mask, he naturally no longer has to be submissive to her, the senior sister.
And she, the senior sister, I am afraid that she will no longer defend this junior brother without reservation, and she will no longer believe that he can always obey her words regardless of gains and losses. She tried her best to maintain the same way she used to get along with him, but also because of the extra layer of vigilance and fear in her heart......
Luo Yao sat down in front of the dining table, poured himself a cup of tea, and said slowly, "It should be soon." Slim is proficient in medicine, and I haven't seen anyone she can't save. β
Qing Ling turned around and walked over and sat next to him, "Who is Xian Xian?" β
"A friend of mine."
Luo Yao lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea, then raised his eyes to look at Qing Ling, "Is your injury better?" β
Qing Ling was eaten by her own piano sound in Gan Yuan, and suffered a lot of internal injuries, but fortunately, Luo Yao helped her protect her heart with her divine power in time, and Fang did not cause too much damage to her body. She was born with an excellent physique, and she had practiced in Chongwu for more than 300 years, and her spiritual cultivation had a solid foundation, and after a night's rest, her injuries had already healed on their own.
Qing Ling made an "um" sound, remembering Luo Yao's incident of splitting his own organ in Ganyuan, staring at him and asking, "I wanted to ask you yesterday, why did you save us?" When we were in Gan Yuan at the beginning, you didn't want to help us at all. Why did you change your mind later? β
Luo Yao lowered his head and played with the teacup in his hand, smiling without saying a word.
His lips were red, and there was a touch of romance in the slightly curled arc, but from Qing Ling's point of view, there seemed to be a slightly bitter self-mockery.
Qing Ling was fed up with Luo Yao's inexplicable yin and yang weirdness, pretending to be deep, and stretched out three fingers to shake, "If you don't say it, I can guess it!" There are only three possibilities! First, your conscience finds that you don't want to die without help. Second, don't you like Emperor Mujing? So wanted to impress her by helping her brother. Third, anyway, Prince Muchen has already obtained the divine power of the Red Soul Bead, if Emperor Hao traces it down and knows that you let him take it by mistake, he may suspect that you are deliberately helping him, so you will simply save him. β
Luo Yao raised his eyes, met Shang Qingling's inquiring gaze, and said indifferently: "Senior sister has analyzed it very well. It's just that, first, if I am afraid that Emperor Hao will track me down, I should let Mu Chen fall to his death in Ganyuan, and there is no proof of his death. Second, I am the son of Daze, if I really want to marry Emperor Mujing, I can propose to Emperor Hao in a dignified manner. Judging from his attitude towards Barry's in recent years, the likelihood of rejection is very small. Third, if you want to talk about your conscienceβ"
His eyes were burning, and he stared at Qing Ling for a moment, and the expression in his eyes seemed to be a little complicated, "I really want to know, when I told you that getting the divine power of the Red Soul Bead was the only chance for me to see my mother, did you want to help me a little?" β
"I ......" Qing Ling was choked up by the question, and said in a flash: "Red Soul Bead, what does it have to do with whether you can see your mother?" Your mother is the king of a country, and it is not easy for you to meet? β
Luo Yao smiled, "How did you know my mother's identity at that time?" Senior sister, you and I are in the same family, do you have to get to the bottom of everything before you are willing to help? β
He took the teapot, poured a cup of tea for Qing Ling, pushed it in front of her, and slowly spoke again: "I haven't seen my mother for more than three hundred years. She has always refused to see me. My only hope is to convince my uncle to help me and give me a chance to enter the palace of Zhangyao. But my uncle Luo Heng is not an easy person to be persuaded. He made a bet with me to get the divine power of the Gan Yuan Red Soul Bead first......"
Qing Ling lowered his eyes, raised his glass and took a sip of tea, after all, he felt a little sorry in his heart, and said, "How did I know that you have been separated from your mother for so long...... Besides, at that time, Prince Muchen's life was hanging by a thread, and the matter was important...... Well, always, it's different......"
Always, not the same......
Luo Yao's gaze moved away from Qing Ling's face and fell to the void behind her, and after being stunned for a moment, a playful smile slowly appeared on his lips, "Actually, it's okay." My uncle only said that I would get the divine power of the Red Soul Bead, but he did not say that the divine power must exist in my body. Therefore, I rescued Prince Muchen and took him to Jiuqiu, so that I could still honor the gambling contract. β
"What did you say?"
Qing Ling was stunned for a moment, the teacup in his hand fell, and he stood up suddenly, "You want to hand over Mu Chen to the national teacher of Jiuqiu?" β
When she was born, the Cangli War had ended, and she grew up in the isolated Chongwu Mountain, and she was not as prejudiced and jealous of the Jiuqiu Luo clan as others. But she had heard the name of Luo Heng, the national teacher of Jiuqiu, and she also knew that the second wife of Emperor Hao died at the hands of this national teacher.
According to this, there should be a blood feud between the Chaoyan royal family and Jiuqiu Luoheng......
Luo Yao looked up at Qing Ling, with a look of smiling in his eyes, "What, can't you?" Otherwise, why do you think I worked so hard to save him? β
I see.
Just now, he said righteously that he was in the same door, and he shouldn't have done everything to get to the bottom of it before he helped, and he thought that he really cared about the friendship of his sister and brother, so he took the risk to save himself and Mu Chen......
But, I see!
Qing Ling glared at Luo Yao in disbelief and slapped the table violently, "You despicable and sinister villain! Everyone is right, you demon clan in Jiuqiu, there is no good person! β