Chapter 147: An Act of Thanksgiving
There's nothing she can't do, and if there is, there's going to do everything possible to turn this can't into a can.
Lin Moran's silence gave Xiahou Jiuchuan an answer, and for a while, he didn't know what to say, as if something was blocked in his throat, and there was no way to spit out the words no matter what.
The mysterious atmosphere suddenly spread in the atmosphere between the two.
Lin Moran waited for Xiahou Jiuchuan to continue asking, but he didn't expect that Xiahou Jiuchuan chose to give up.
"So, you got this medicinal herb from the hands of a dignitary." This is the only answer that Xiahou Jiuchuan gets, since it is a precious medicinal material, it must be something that only powerful people can get.
Lin Moran touched the position of the bridge of his nose weakly, "Guess? What kind of big shot do you think it should be? ”
Of course, Xiahou Jiuchuan didn't have the heart to guess, but he thought that all this was because of his own reasons, and he couldn't help but sigh, "Don't beat around the bush, didn't you say that the master doesn't know who you are at all?" Since it's better to say it quickly. ”
Hearing such words of encouragement, Lin Moran suddenly had the courage to come, and then quickly said the word Chengwang.
I don't know if it's her delusion, she feels that just after saying that the offended person is the king, Xiahou Jiuchuan's face became a little paler, and it looked like it was about to approach the level of transparency.
Lin Moran looked at Xiahou Jiuchuan trembling and consuming this big news, and after a long time, he asked, "It's true that no one knows who you are, right?" ”
Lin Moran suddenly nodded very proudly, her light skills were very good, except for the mysterious man, no one else had a chance to get close to her at all.
Seeing Lin Moran nodding, Xiahou Jiuchuan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, most people know that in this Cheng country, the most terrifying and powerful person is not the current saint at all, although it has the unique aura of the three, but it is not as good as the king.
King Cheng is the first emperor who wants to be the emperor the most, but the current saint has no hostility towards Chengguo, but takes special care, everyone sighs that the saint is a person with the hearts of the people, but such a person does not like to become a king.
Leading troops to fight and doing business, it's not a problem at all, he can do everything that others think can't do, and he looks like a perfect person.
"You, I don't think I saw your face, if you really saw it, before dawn, you would have been taken away by the people of Chengwangfu, instead of talking to me like now."
"It's your luck, don't do it next time." After Xiahou Jiuchuan finished speaking, he suddenly felt that something was not right, and asked, "Who are you going with?" ”
Lin Moran, who was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly tensed his nerves because of this sentence, and laughed: "That must be with me alone, of course, the less people know about such things, the better." ”
"Impossible, although I know that you are talented in martial arts, but you can't leave safely from the secret guards of the Chengwang Mansion."
Xiahou Jiuchuan didn't believe what Lin Moran said at all, and his mind had already begun to quickly screen the candidates, and finally stopped at the person who was always at the door a few days ago.
He opened his eyes and said with great certainty: "The person who went with you is Zhao Yihuan, right?" ”
"How do you know?" Lin Moran couldn't help but ask, although the distance between the two of them has been a little too close recently, but there is no need to think of him as soon as something happens!
"He's hurt." Xiahou Jiuchuan said with great certainty again.
It was a very easy guess, but now it is really incomprehensible to Lin Moran.
Since they all guessed that they had just learned about this matter, why did Xiahou Jiuchuan know about Zhao Yihuan's injury.
It can't be said by the people of the Zhao family at all, after all, it is an injury, and this is not a trivial matter at all.
Probably looking at Lin Moran's frowning appearance was too pitiful, Xiahou Jiuchuan couldn't help but explain openly: "Zhao Yihuan didn't go to meet the saint today, I really can't think of any possibilities other than being injured." ”
Lin Moran felt that he had really made a mistake, Xiahou Jiuchuan was not ordinarily smart, and it was simply easy for this matter between them.
"Cousin, you're so powerful, I now know what it means to be strategic."
Xiahou Jiuchuan did not accept such a compliment, but opened his mouth and instructed: "Since we were injured, at least we have to go and see others." ”
"Yes, I'll go."
Lin Moran had already made a plan, and now it was an accident that she was forced to ask by Xiahou Jiuchuan, and after she put the medicinal materials back together, she went to change into a new piece of clothing and then prepared to go to Zhao Yihuan's place.
Because it was the reason for visiting, Lin Moran did not plan to go alone, but directly brought ink dye.
Zhao Yihuan's mansion is not very far, and it only takes less than half an hour to walk.
Dieyi cautiously followed behind Lin Moran, afraid that the other party would suddenly change his face, but until the end, Lin Moran didn't say a word, but took her out.
The two walked on a relatively remote road, and suddenly a figure appeared in front of Lin Moran, this person was wearing a cloak, but Lin Moran subconsciously recognized the person in front of him.
The mysterious man.
Butterfly Wing had already been stunned and fell to the ground, Lin Moran pulled his sleeve uncomfortably, and thanked him: "Thank you for yesterday's events, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have left so easily, and thank you for not betraying me." ”
Lin Moran felt that this person's sacrifice was really great, and there was some benefit to what she must say.
Su Yukang couldn't help but feel funny when he listened to the woman's thanks in front of him, it turned out that this woman still didn't guess his identity, but felt that she had helped her.
"If it's a thank-you, isn't it just a verbal thank-you? Not ready to do something practical? As he spoke, his eyes couldn't help but look at Lin Moran's lips.
This location is very pale because of the cold, but Su Yukang knows that with a little effort, it can return to its vibrant appearance.
"What do you want?" Lin Moran asked in surprise, not expecting this man to be like this at all.