Kite falling into red dust

Luo Jianqing gave him a meaningful look, and said, "Some things, if you are too persistent, there will be no good results."

Mo Yuan said lightly: "Sometimes, bad results are better than no results."

Luo Jianqing suddenly turned around, opened the medicine bag in Xiao Hai's hand, took out a small porcelain bottle from it, and handed it to Yun'er, "I'm afraid I won't be able to treat Mr. Yun carefully today. Go back and apply it on the affected area twice a day, and the scars will disappear in about one month."

Yun'er took the medicine, "Thank you sir, the consultation fee..." "It's just a bottle of medicine, I'll give it to Mr. Yun." After finishing speaking, Luo Jianqing turned around and wanted to leave.Mo Yuan immediately stood in front of him and said, "You should be able to guess that when I go back, I will tell the king everything I saw here. If you don't tell me the truth today, the king will personally tell you the truth in the future." to ask you."

Luo Jianqing smiled faintly, and said, "It's a pity that I'm leaving Yan Kingdom tomorrow."

Mo Yuan frowned and said, "Where are you going?"

Luo Jianqing's gaze drifted into the distance, and he said slowly: "Who knows? Let it be as it pleases, and wherever you go, it counts. Please help me to say a word to the king. Someone said to him: I have already given back my more perfect appearance. You are gone, I hope you can cherish it."

Mo Yuan said: "Who said this? Luo Hongyuan?"

Luo Jianqing showed a mysterious smile again, and said, "You need the king to realize this in person. It's getting late, Xiao Zhu, see off the guests!"

On the way back, after a long silence, Yun'er finally couldn't help but said: "Lord Mo, I seem to have heard a lot of things that I shouldn't have heard just now, you won't kill me to silence it?"

Mo Yuan said: "Why? Will you leak secrets?"

Yun'er shook her head hastily, and said: "No, no... Absolutely not, I swear that I will never disclose to anyone what I saw and heard today!"

"Okay, I believe you." Mo Yuan said lightly, and continued to drive the carriage as if nothing had happened.

"That's it?" Yun'er was very surprised, "You trust me like this?"

Mo Yuan still said in a flat tone: "I don't think you will lie. It doesn't matter if you really leak what happened today. It won't be too late for me to kill you then."

Hearing what he said, Yun'er suddenly didn't dare to speak anymore.At this moment, Yun'er suddenly felt that being with Master Mo seemed more terrifying than being with that Ping Lehou who liked to beat them with a whip.

"What does it mean to have returned a more perfect appearance to the widow? What does this mean?" Murong Mingyu lowered his head and looked at Nangong Chen who was nestled in his arms. Luo Hongyuan's slightly superior face suddenly made him feel irritated for no reason, "The widow suddenly remembered that there is still a memorial that I haven't finished reading. Go to sleep first, and the widow will come to see you tomorrow."

He got up to leave, but Nan Gongchen suddenly grabbed his sleeve.He looked back at him, he just smiled slightly, and said to him: "Your Majesty, pay more attention to your body, don't look too late." Murong Mingyu patted his hand lightly, and said: "You also rest early , the day after tomorrow is the widow's birthday, there are many matters waiting for you to deal with."

The next day.

After the morning court, Murong Mingyu immediately received Murong Mingshuo who had just returned to the capital in the morning.After not seeing him for three years, his sharpness seemed to have faded a lot.In the past, he always looked arrogant and arrogant. Although he is still full of confidence now, his eyes and smile have softened a lot.

Beside him was a man dressed as a Confucian scholar, with a chiseled face that looked strangely familiar.After hesitating for a while, Murong Mingyu tentatively said to the man, "Ling Jiao?"