Chapter 11 Jiang Langkite's Promise
"You can't! You haven't returned to the palace yet, you should have been killed by a traitor before leaving the palace, right? Don't you still have to check things? How can you still be in the mood to fall in love? ”
Lang Kite touched its head helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "Little thing, you don't have to remind it, this palace knows it." ”
The smile faded a little in Lang Kite's eyes, and she had to find out the truth about the death of the queen mother as soon as possible, if she waited for that slut to give birth to a prince, it would be even more difficult to move her.
Lang Kite thought about things, and the movements in his hands became heavy unconsciously, and Qianxian was touched and leaned back.
"Don't touch it, hey...... Dead girl! ”
"Hey! Stop! ”
"Don't touch it, touch it again, the hairline is high!"
"Hahaha!" Lang Kite laughed out loud at it, "Lizards also have hairlines?" ”
Qianxian was very excited, waving a pair of small claws, "The old man is a dragon!" Dragon! ”
Lang Kite looked at its teeth and claws, laughing and trembling, but its heart was warm.
The queen mother passed away strangely, and she was plagued by that slut again, if she hadn't met this little thing, she really didn't know how sad these days would be.
So Lang Kite took a short rest in Qiu's mansion and prepared to leave, Qiu Wuhuan saw that she was bent on leaving, so he didn't stay any longer, and personally sent her outside the city.
The sky was gray.
The wind blew the willow trees beside the city gate, causing the catkins to fill the sky, like flowers and snow.
"The girl is going alone, I really can't feel at ease, for the safety of the girl, I sent a dead man with strong martial arts in the house to escort the girl, I hope the girl will not refuse."
Qiu Wuhuan looked at Lang Kite worriedly, Lang Kite looked at several dead soldiers behind him, and felt that what Qiu Wuhuan said was not unreasonable.
It's a long way to go back to her mother's house, and the slut in the palace will definitely not let her go easily, and she doesn't know what kind of stumbling block it will make, so she nodded.
"Thanks to Mr. Qiu this time, the little girl will definitely repay it in the future." As she spoke, she took out a gold coin from her sleeve and handed it to Qiu Wuhuan.
The royal promise of the Great Zhou Kingdom is a thousand gold, and the gold coin is the proof of the promise between the nobles.
Qiu Wuhuan cherished the gold coin in both hands, looked at it for a while, and then looked at the Lang Kite, the tenderness in his eyes was about to overflow.
"Then I will be in the imperial city, waiting for the day when I will reunite with the girl."
Looking at each other, Lang Yuan smiled lightly, the Qianxian on his shoulder frowned and looked at the two of them, stared at Qiu Wuhuan unhappily, and coughed heavily.
Qiu Wuhuan retracted his gaze when he heard this, Lang Kite said goodbye, and finally turned to leave.
didn't take two steps, Qiu Wuhuan suddenly ran forward and pulled Lang Kite.
He seemed to want to pull Lang Kite's sleeve, but accidentally pulled Lang Kite's hand.
With a buzz in Qianxian's head, he instantly rushed to Qiu Wuhuan's face and roared at him fiercely.
"Hugh is rude!" Lang Kite looked sideways at the little thing on his shoulder and drank hard, many years of life of stars holding the moon made Lang Kite's drinking order extremely intimidating, Qiu Wuhuan shook it, and quickly withdrew his hand.
"Is there anything else Qiu Gongzi would like to instruct?"
"Girl, I want to tell the girl...... Below is the master of Jishitang, the girl is leaving this time, and Jishitang anywhere can be sent for the girl. After speaking, he gave Lang Kite a token engraved with the three words of Jishitang.
Put away the kites carefully. "Then we'll have a date later, Young Master Qiu!"
Qiu Wuhuan smiled softly and said softly, "There will be a period later." Having said that, he refused to leave, silently watching the kite.
The wind is blowing.
When Lang Kite looked back at him, his white robe was flying in the catkins, looking a little lonely.