Nan Mubai has seen Lu Chaochao.

Dumb and stupid, I don't have any eyes when I look at it.

He doesn't look very smart.

The blood of the women of the southern kingdom is closer to the gods, so the daughters of the royal family of the southern kingdom will never marry outside, and the daughters they give birth to are extremely precious.

His sister is the most talented person in the southern country in a hundred years.

Her mother protected her very well, and even if she was herself, she rarely touched her.

"Yes. The girl's name was Lu Chaochao, and she was about to be three years old. ”

"Emperor Beizhao values her very much, and he takes her with him for all sacrifices."

"Look at the stupid and stupid, where can we compare to our little princess of the southern country." The little eunuch behind him smiled and agreed.

Nan Mubai's face suddenly collapsed.

The little eunuch fell to his knees with a puff.

"Drag it off." With a cold word, the attendant behind him blocked the little eunuch's mouth and dragged him down directly.

Outside the hospital, the hydra clicked and chewed.

Immediately, a new eunuch came on top.

"My sister is comparable to a mortal woman like Lu Chaochao? Insult my sister! A sneer tugged at the corner of Nan Mubai's mouth.

The man behind him looked slightly gloomy.

"He only has one word of flattery, and you let the hydra eat people, it's too ruthless!" The man is lofty, and he looks quite righteous.

This is a close minister sent by the old emperor himself, looking for his daughter who is outcast.

"My sister is the most gifted woman in the southern kingdom to summon the gods, and the hope of the entire southern kingdom is tied to her. He insulted the princess, and he deserved to die. If Lord Ming is so leisurely, it is better to think about how to summon the gods. ”

"The Ming family, I haven't summoned an offering god for ten years, so worry about yourself." Nan Mubai hooked his lips lightly, and his eyes were filled with mockery.

The Ming family, dedicated to the god of life, has not summoned miracles for ten years.

"The affairs of the Ming family are not to be worried about by His Royal Highness. His Royal Highness found the princess earlier, and returned to Beijing as soon as possible to reassure His Majesty. Minglang's expression was faint, he came this time to protect the princess who was left behind, and there should be no accidents.

Nanfengyu's vein is getting stronger and stronger, and His Majesty is worried that something may happen to his daughter who is outcast, so he has secretly inquired about it over the years.

"Mortal blood, what about finding it?"

"It's just to reassure the emperor's grandfather." Nan Mubai chuckled, with a hint of disdain between his eyebrows.

"Without a trace of divine power, you can't summon gods, and it's not beneficial to the southern country."

"Your Highness, let's keep a low profile, Zong Bai Shangshen appeared in Beizhao last time, but he never accepted the royal summons, I don't know what went wrong. Tomorrow, take Xiangliu into the palace, don't scare His Majesty Beizhao. Over the years, Beizhao has become stronger and stronger, and he is a sleeping dragon. Even Your Majesty does not want to be their enemy. Minglang didn't want to fight with him, so he turned around and left.

Nan Mubai rolled his eyes.

What kind of sleeping dragon is Beizhao?

The southern kingdom has always been a strong place, and the northern Zhao was still a swamp back then.

A group of barbarians, a group of mortals, are not taken into account in the slightest.

When passing by the courtyard, he smelled the thick bloody gas in the air, and swept his eyes with displeasure at the nine-headed giant snake hovering in the courtyard.

The fierce beast Xiangliu feeds on mortals, and he has written countless times, begging His Majesty to seal Xiangliu.

But it was rejected by Princess Nanfengyu. The emperor is old and can no longer balance his growing daughter, so he has to rely on her.

Xiangliu felt the malice and raised his head arrogantly.

The blood at the corners of his mouth was low, revealing a bit of cold horror.

The god of life enshrined by Ming Lang represents vitality and hope, and he dislikes such fierce beasts that feed on people.

Minglang hid his irritability and turned his head away.

Back in his room, he sat cross-legged on the couch.

He looked stunned and slightly in a trance.

"God, why don't you accept our call?"

"You, what's wrong?"

Minglang pursed his lips slightly, the summoning of the gods in the idle court has become weaker and weaker over the years, and the divine power left to the gods has become weaker and weaker.

The Ming family is having a hard time.

Seeing the powerful family in decline, everyone in the Ming family was anxious.

He sat cross-legged on the couch, the moonlight falling on him through the window.

Hands quickly pinched.

Men's sideburns dance in the wind.

A faint glimmer appeared on his body: "Believers are clearly respectful to invite God to come down to the world." ”

"Believers are clear and respectfully invite God to come down to earth in the idle court."

Three summons in a row, still no response.

The hope in Minglang's eyes slowly extinguished.

Late at night.

The Protector stood guard in front of his grandson's bed: "How are Siqi's eyes?" ”

The head of the Tai Hospital shook his head slightly: "It is rumored that there is a kind of night blindness, and you will lose your sight at night." But the lights will return to normal. ”

"Li Gongzi's eyes, so far I can't find the reason."

He searched through the ancient books, but he did not find the slightest record.

Li Siqi's eyes were covered with a layer of white cloth: "Grandfather, don't worry. Siqi has been accustomed to this for years. ”

The Lord Protector looked at his grandson with pity.

Li Siqi is the grandson of the Protector Mansion, who has been calm since he was a child, and is an extremely excellent child.

It's a pity that he suffers from eye disease.

After sending the doctor away, the old lady looked at her grandson and wiped away tears.

"How are your eyes? I won't ...... in the future, "I won't be completely blind, will I?"

The old lady didn't dare to speak, and her heart trembled just thinking about it.

On weekdays, he is only blind at night, but he faints last time, and he is blind for three days, and he can't see day and night.

"Don't talk nonsense, the six princes and His Majesty clashed back then. Raised in Huguo Temple since childhood, didn't it return to normal later? The protector shook his head at the old woman, and the eldest daughter-in-law next to him was washing her face with tears.

"Mother, it's going to be fine. The son is blessed with great fortune and will definitely be cured. Li Siqi smiled.

"Yes, my son is the most kind-hearted. He didn't even want to hurt a little grass on the side of the road, how could God treat him so kindly? The eldest lady wiped tears from her face.

Li Siqi has been kind-hearted since he was a child, and in his eyes, it is extremely difficult for trees and flowers to grow, and he respects all life in the world.

Even if it's just a grass.

"Mother, my son is tired. I want to rest......" Li Siqi took his mother's arm and said with a smile.

The Protector and the eldest lady walked out of the door.

Only a small servant was left in the house.

Li Siqi slowly stood up and walked towards the table little by little.

"Young Master, do you want tea? The little one will help you pour ......" The little guy was just about to step forward, but he saw the young master raise his hand and refuse.

"After so many years, it's time for me to adapt to life without eyes." He had always had a hunch.

Your eyes will gradually lose their light.

Recently, he could clearly feel that his eyes were starting to become less bright than before, and he could see things more clearly than before.

"Young master......" The little guy almost cried.

"You don't have to tell your parents and grandparents, so you don't worry them." There is no cure for his eyes, and it only adds to his troubles.

The little guy had to cry and respond.

Li Siqi walked around the house and opened the door again.

"Guarding the gate of the courtyard, not allowing grandparents to approach." He was in the courtyard to adapt to the darkness little by little, and he was sure to make sure that everything in the house was clear.

Every brick, every stone, every little grass, he had to memorize clearly.

He spread his hands and walked slowly through the courtyard.

The maid and slave lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.

Outside the gate of the courtyard, the eyes of the protector were red, his fists were clenched, and the iron-clad old general burst into tears.

Late at night.

Li Siqi finished washing up and lay on the bed.

In my sleep, I seemed to hear a shallow call: Please...... Casual ......

The voice is ethereal, like a dream.