Nine Phoenix Dynasty Phoenix Heavy Kwai Chapter

Chapter 397

Qingtong shook her head helplessly, "In the past seven years, my lord has never given up looking for the little master. How lucky is the little master to become the jewel in my lord's palm."

"That's right, my father is in the state of Qin, he is under one person and above ten thousand people, and I am more honorable than the princess."

"Little master, you can't talk nonsense." Qingtong quickly looked around.

Although my lord is in full swing now, if such words are heard by interested people and spread, it will not be good for your reputation.

"It's okay, there's no one around." Zhongkui said with a smile, "By the way, I want a weapon that's handy, preferably a sword or a knife, sticks and whips are also fine, but it must be the best! "

Seeing her practicing sword just now, Qingtong was not surprised. It is not surprising that a martial arts practitioner wants a weapon.

"The servant girl will tell Young Master Li to ask him to help the young master keep an eye on the high-quality weapons."

"Okay, let's go for a walk." Chongkui lifted his feet and walked outside.

Qingtong hurriedly followed, "Little master, are you going to the garden?"

"Let's take a look around, Prime Minister's Mansion, I'm not familiar with it yet." Chongkui walked out of his small yard quickly, turning around, seemingly casually, but kept heading towards the back yard Walk.

She remembered the way she came that day, the small courtyard, if the little master was still there...

Arrived!

Chong Kui raised his head, unable to believe what he saw.

how come……

It was a dilapidated and remote courtyard, surrounded by weeds, and even the courtyard was overgrown with weeds, the roof tiles were old, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated on the door. It looked like it hadn't been pushed for at least four or five months. opened.

How can it be?She came just last night.

It is impossible for her to remember this courtyard wrongly. The Prime Minister's Mansion is beautifully built, and each courtyard is different.

Thinking of the lights last night, the maids who came in and out, Chong Kui seemed to be the hero in a story of Liaozhai, had a dream, dreamed of a beautiful woman, ecstasy all night, woke up, and slept in a mass grave in a barren mountain .

Is that a dream?
Zhongkui was almost in a trance!

"Little master, what are you doing here?" Qingtong chased after her.

Chongkui hurriedly pretended to walk by unintentionally, and went to the next courtyard.

"Why are these yards empty and uninhabited?" she asked.

"There are not many people in the Chongfu. The Prime Minister's Mansion was a gift from the pre-Qin king. It's a pity for these beautiful courtyards." Qingtong followed her and said with a smile.

"It's a pity. It would be great if my father had more children. There will always be someone to keep me company."

"If there were a few more little masters, it would be impossible for the adults to spoil you so much."

"That's nothing, the relationship between father and daughter is different from the relationship between brothers and sisters." Chongkui walked to a small lake, "Qingtong, I was in poor health when I was young and often took medicine. I was 15 years old, but now in a blink of an eye, I am 16 years old."

Qingtong was also stunned for a second, then smiled and said: "It's the little master who is blessed and blessed."

"No matter what, I will definitely fight for the chance to live." Chongkui looked at the sparkling lake with a flat voice, "If someone wants to deprive me of the right to live, I will fight him to the end."

It seems to be just an ordinary sentence, but when it is said at this time, it is like a knife, piercing into Qingtong's heart at once.

She looked at Chongkui with some doubts. Could it be that the little master knew something?

(End of this chapter)