Chapter 137 (2) Parting and resentment

Inside the Ten Mile Pavilion outside the city of Chencangzhou

"This is the antidote pill I made yesterday, you keep it. Hehe, with this you will never be afraid again..."

Liu Su's words were not finished, only a "boom" sounded.

Liu Su couldn't help but let out an "oops", covered his forehead with both hands, and glared at Qingsang angrily.

"At a young age, I dare to say anything. Didn't you tell you not to come and send it, why are you disobedient"?

Liu Su covered his forehead with his hand, did not let go, and only said in a voice that the two of them could hear: "Uncle, you can be careful."

The two people standing over there, but they don't have a good impression of you."

The corners of Qingsang's mouth raised, stretched out his hand to touch Liu Su's head, and said with relief: "It's okay, it just so happens that I don't have a good impression of them."

Liu Su moved closer slightly, put down the hand on his forehead, and said softly: "Anyway, you should be careful." Especially the teenager. ”

Qingsang was stunned for a moment, looked up at Liu Su, and doubts flashed in his eyes.

Liu Su didn't explain, but stepped back. When I looked up again, my face was already full of smiles, "Give, this is a gift for you."

As he spoke, he carefully took out a pot of plants from a slightly larger purse around his waist.

The plant has only a few bunches of leaves, but the leaves are heart-shaped, with gray reticulated patterns on the leaf surface, and the back of the leaf is purple-red, and it feels very thick to the touch.

If there are succulent lovers here, Bi can recognize that this is a succulent type, called the vine of love.

The implication is: love is so vineyard and endless.

"The plant is vine-like and can be dangling and can be used as a weeping potted plant.

Uncle, you have to take good care of it.

When it is raised by you, I will promise you a request, how about it?"

Qingsang reached out and took the small potted poor plant, it was hard to imagine that it could raise a burst pot.

"Xiao Su'er, are you sure you are not embarrassed Uncle Me. That's it, just a few leaves. It's not going to be dying, is it?"

Liu Sudang couldn't see Qingsang's face full of instant sadness, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it will never die."

Because I grew it with my own hands."

……

A mile away from the pavilion, a pair of young men and women dressed in very gorgeous clothes were standing beside a carriage.

The woman was about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a bright green ice gauze dress with her fair and delicate baby face.

She is a delicate and lovely woman.

But at this time, the admiring and pleasing face was full of impatience and disdain.

"He really thinks he is our big brother, and he dares us to wait for him.

If it weren't for Mother, let's pick him up together. Hmph, who is rare him".

Standing next to her, a man in a white robe and a golden crown with his hair tied up, said with a doting smile on his face: "Xiaoya, don't say that." He is our elder brother, our own elder brother."

This smile made his already handsome face add a kind and gentle temperament. It makes people want to get closer.

"Brother, it's good for you. And helped him talk. Father said that he would go back and inherit the Dragonbone Army.

That should have been yours, you are the sister-in-law of the Yuan family. His slut mother had long been kicked out of the Yuan family.

I don't know what my father thinks? It's really infuriating to look at him.

Brother, what do you think"?

Yuan Chen was not angry because of Yuan Ya's words. He always had a friendly smile on his face.

"Xiaoya, no matter who inherits the Yuan family's dragon bone army, it is for the Yuan family and the Great Song Kingdom.

Although my father felt that the eldest brother was more suitable to be the leader of the Dragon Bone Army, then it naturally made sense.

We juniors don't need to say much."

Yuan Ya said a little unconvinced: "But." Brother ......"

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yuan Chen's rare seriousness: "Xiaoya, he is also your brother." Don't be rude anymore, be obedient".

A trace of grievance flashed in Yuan Ya's eyes, and she turned her head and glared at Qingsang and Liu Su in the distance.

This eye is full of resentment, even Liu Su, a little girl who has never been a façade, she hates it.

With a soft snort, she jumped into the carriage by herself, lifted the curtain with one hand, and got into the carriage.