Rebirth: Degenerate Slave Abuses Tyrant

Luo Zhiqiu returned to the government on this day, with some alcohol on his body.

"Who are you drinking with?" Fu Hua was busy man to give Luo Zhiqiu a hangover soup, and asked Luo Zhiqiu.

Luo Zhiqiu said: "I will go out with the University of Zhou, and he must invite me to drink two drinks. I will leave but I will go."

"How was the Prince's Highness?" Hearing the wine that Luo Zhiqiu and Zhou Ningwen had together, Fu Hua was not worried. He asked the Prince. "Is it serious?"

"There is no trauma," Luo Zhiqiu said. "It’s just a slap in the back, and the doctor said that it is going to be nursed back."

"Is it nursed again?" Fu Hua listened to these two words now, and the ears had to hear the old man coming. Luo Wei’s illness was always not good. The doctor said so, now the prince’s injury, this is what the doctors say!

Luo Zhiqiu waved his hand and said, "How is the Xie language?"

"The same," Fu Hua did not have a good air: "The Ren Tai doctor also said that he should be nursed back to health. Mingyuan suffered from trauma and internal injuries were not."

"I went to see him," Luo Zhiqiu thought of getting up and seeing Xie.

"You are now drinking, and then rushing to the child of Mingyuan," Fu Huadao: "I will wait until the wine is gone. Mingyuan should still be asleep now. You still have to send someone to tell Xie adults, can't Let people have their hearts."

"Well," Luo Zhiqiu said: "I will write to Xie Daren tonight. Weier?"

"I came back to see me later and said that it was tired. I asked him to go back to rest." Fu Hua thought that Luo Wei was worried again. "He is still not good today, and he has no strength to walk. How is this going? I have asked the seven sons. He went to the street today. How can the child not know that he is taking care? He is now able to go shopping?"

"Weier has been in the government for more than half a year," Luo Zhiqiu listened to Fu Hua and said it was not good. He said: "Go to the street to distract yourself, and let Wei Tai doctor give him a pulse tomorrow. You don't want to read him."

Fu Hua knows that in the face of Luo Zhiqiu, Luo Wei is a person who can't say no, he has to stop mentioning Luo Wei's affairs and ask Luo Zhiqiu: "We didn't ask you to drink alcohol at the University of Zhou. How do you think about drinking alcohol today? Already?"

"He has a good thing to say to me," Luo Zhiqiu's face has a smile.

“Oh?” Fu Hua was busy asking: “Can he still have a good deed to him?”

"The seven ladies of Zhou Jia, have you seen it?" Luo Zhiqiu asked.

Fu Hua said: "I have seen that girl, the name of Shu Hui, or the prostitute of the wife of the main room, how did the gods think about her?"

"This girl is the same year as our Weier, and she has been a child for six months," Luo Zhiqiu said. "We have a college student who wants to have a family with us."

Fu Hua was happy. She had just met with this week’s Miss Zhou, who had just met in the past few days. “I said how this week’s wife brought the seven ladies to the incense, and exaggerated her seven-headed girl in front of me. Like a flower, the original Zhou family was playing such a mind."

"Do you think that this week's Miss Seven's looks and characters can be matched with my family?" Luo Zhiqiu asked.

"That's a good girl, but it's really beautiful, or we are better."

"Where is it better to take your own son and other people's prostitutes?" Luo Zhiqiu said with a smile: "Is this being heard and not joke?"

Fu Huadao: "Will the appearance of Weier, find him an ugly, would you be willing?"

"Okay, okay," Luo Zhiqiu gave way: "You can say whether the seven Misses can match Weier."

"This girl has heard that the chess and calligraphy paintings are not bad. I think it is docile, and the matching is not bad." Fu Hua’s impression of the Miss Zhou Jiaqi is not bad. "If you don't worry, I will let People inquired." Luo Qi and Luo Ze's marriage, Fu Hua is not a master, but now Luo Wei's marriage can be her master, Fu Hua's strength will come up.

"I still ask Weier what I mean," Luo Zhiqiu was thinking about whether Luo Wei was willing to marry his wife now after the punishment. This is a problem.

"Men's big marriage," Fu Hua said: "He still has something unwilling. Miss Zhou is very talented. Zhou and us are also the door to the door. Is there anything wrong with this?"

"Hey, mother," Luo went back to the house to ask the second old man, just to hear Fu Hua's last sentence, "What are you talking about Miss Zhou?"

"This week, the university scholars introduced you to you," Fu Hua said with a smile. "I want to marry his family, Miss Qi, to Xiaowei. I am discussing this with you."

Luo Ze did not know about the noble ladies of Shangdu. He only cares about Luo Wei and asks: "Do you know Xiaowei?"

Luo Zhiqiu said: "I haven't told him yet."

"That is still asking Xiaowei," Luo said. "If you set it here, if he is not satisfied, would you force him to fail?"

"I will look for an opportunity to ask him," Luo Zhiqiu said, Luo Wei's marriage, in fact, this family who said it is not counted, this has to look at the meaning of the Emperor Wu.

"You ask yours, I am inquiring about me." Both father and son said this, and Fu Hua can only take a step back.

"Listen to the far-reaching injury this time," Luo asked again with a thank-you note: "How do you say today?"

At this time, the housekeeper brought the sobering soup up. After Luo Zhiqiu drank, he said to Luo Zedao: "Let's go and have a look."

After Luo Wei slept in bed for a while, the spirit was a little better. After the night, the weather was even colder. Now he is particularly resistant to cold, so he took a small table and put it on the bed. He was half-lying and sitting in the bed and eating.

Luo Ze and Luo Zhiqiu, after reading the words of sleep and not awake, came to Luo Wei here to see Luo Wei. Luo Zeyi walked into Luo Wei, a bedroom that was covered with air and burned with charcoal fire. He felt bored and hot, almost suffocating. Looking at the bed again, Rowe is still sitting in the quilt, sighing, if Rovi is in good health, why should he be so chilly to such a point?

The defending champion was persuading Luo Weiduo to eat something. Seeing that Luo Zhiqiu and Luo Zejin came into the house, they were busy from the bedside of Luo Wei: "Yangye, general."

Luo Zewei said to Wei Wei: "Hey, how many meals did Xiaowei eat today?"

The defending champion said: "A bowl of porridge."

Luo went to the bed and looked at the dishes on the small table. He didn't move at all. He said to Luo Wei: "You can eat more if you want to eat it, so you can get better." I heard that you went to the palace today, and you are tired when you come back. How can you do this well?"

Luo Wei smiled and said: "The defending has already said that I have been for a long time, and my second brother has to talk about me? I have used snacks. I can't eat it now. When I am hungry, I will eat again."

The defending champion shook his head, and the small half of the walnut cake did not know how much it could occupy in the stomach.