Murong Yun is gone.

Sitting on a swing in the courtyard, blowing a cool breeze until late at night.

This is the first time she has separated from Murong Yun.

Gujia, what happened?

For some reason, Murong Yun always appeared from time to time in Luo Qianshao's mind when he was asleep.

This feeling was terrible, Luo Qianchan took some soothing medicine before he fell asleep. # _ # 27218470

Murong Yun just left her.

Luo Qianchan, you must not fall!

Listening to the meaning of Fengqing, there have been three kinds of medicinal materials, because they are too difficult to find, and they can only try their luck.

It is extremely difficult to find three.

When she's almost there, ask a leave from Master, and find medicine for Murong Yun? # 2.7218470

Otherwise, once a month, she would be uncomfortable looking at everyone.

And Murong Yun's situation is not optimistic, she is not unaware of the recent secret surge.

The next day.

Learn new moves today, master Ling Tian personally guide.

But today she was very absent-minded.

After a day passed, Luo Qianqian was going to go to the market to buy something to eat and play, and at the same time, he could transfer a lot of energy, not to be full of Murong Yun.

The figure of Murong Yun, his smile, his tenderness, his every move was lingering in his mind ...

She's too hopeless! !!

Without a carriage, Feng Qing followed, and Luo Qiancao walked ahead.

She is dressed in men's clothing, one to facilitate learning, and the other to avoid unnecessary trouble.

It's like her dress walking on the road, she won't be recognized as Miss Four of the Prime Minister's House.

And men are better off walking in the streets than women.

It's a pity that Murong Xue is strictly controlled. Every day after the course ends, he must return to the palace immediately, otherwise the emperor will send someone to "take" her specially.

"So poor, an old man was beaten like this."

"Who said no? Don't worry about it anymore. This group of people is not an ordinary person at first glance. It is not good if they cause themselves to be killed."

"Why is it such a hard hand?"

"It seems that because the old man hit the nobleman's carriage and was beaten ..."

"Who is this person?"

Luo Qiancao walked on foot, and suddenly saw a large group of people surrounded in front of him, and there were sounds of scolding in the crowd.

Listening to the discussions around her, she frowned slightly. "Look over."

Feng Qing didn't speak, followed quietly.

Recently, because of the long journey, Fengqing's complexion is darker by one or two degrees than before, which is more manly.

In contrast, Luo Qianchan is a kind of "little white-faced" male, male and female.

Finally squeezed into it-

In the center of the crowd is a refined carriage, made of sandalwood, which most people absolutely don't have.

In front of the carriage, there were two men who looked like servants. They were punching and kicking an old man on the ground, so hard, the old man was silent, his hands were protecting his head, and he arched.

"Things without eyes! Our master's carriage dare to be disturbed? If we don't give you some color to see, everyone wants to ride on our master!" One of the attendants looked stubborn and looked appetizing.

"Okay, that's pretty bearable? Say! Who sent the stinky old man to you and wanted to do something to our master? Come on! Let me say you won't see the sun of tomorrow!"

Watching the old man be so beaten and watching so many people around, but no one is willing to help, is this human nature?

No matter how hard the old man beat him, he groaned. Although his clothes were incomplete and he was covered with scars, he gritted his teeth without saying a word.

This person's perseverance is beyond ordinary people!

"Don't say?" The attendant's arrogance became even more arrogant, and he raised his thigh with a frown and angrily, preparing to kick the old man's head!

If this foot goes down, the old man is immortal and disabled!

"Then don't blame me for being cruel!"

"stop."

Just when the kick was about to come over, a ghostly figure easily flew the attendant out.

The attendant bumped into the carriage and landed on the ground again. He grinned.

"Who?" The other attendant helped him up, vigilant.

So fast! They didn't even see how they shot?

Looking up, a long figure reflected in the eyes of everyone.

No one had found out how he appeared. He was handsome and coquettish, not as rough as other men.

His appearance caused quite a stir.

His voice was a little low, with a touch of softness in the woman. "You bully an old man, does your conscience really hurt?"

Everyone shook their heads. No, they must have heard it wrong. The man in front of him is clearly a brother.

How could it be a woman?

It's just that all the characteristics of him are somewhat like a woman; but he has a man's spirit between his brows?

Thanks to Luo Qianda ’s superb makeup technology, hey, she does n’t calculate the magic, she just draws an eyebrow. The kind of handsome little brother in minutes.

Closer to home.

The two attendants rolled up their sleeves and pulled out long swords from their waists. "Nosy, do you want to die?"

That's ... a bit familiar.

"Do you know who our Lord is?" They spoke with pride.

Luo Qianchan looked at their faces carefully, very ordinary, not even a little handsome, but ...

Is it so familiar?

She helped the old man to get up and didn't even bother: "Are you okay?"

The old man carried his back and shook his head, still refusing to speak.

Luo Qianchan couldn't help thinking, could it be dumb?

There is no meaning of ridicule, but the old man has not spoken, it will inevitably be misunderstood.

She pulled the old man behind herself: "I care who your dog slaves are, get out of here!"

She glanced at the attendant, and she did.

Take another look: Hey, like where have you seen?

One more look, ah, she remembered! Isn't this Prince Edward Mu Chaoyang's running dog?

She doesn't really like Mu Chaoyang. Anyway, she is also Mu Chaoyang's future sibling? As a result, Mu Chaoyang ‘** disturbed’ her and wanted her to be his concubine?

Nonsence! shameless! The face is as thick as the Great Wall!

"'Who am I?' Luo Qianchan was not afraid at all, but remembering what Murong Yun said, she still tried to stay away from Mu Chaoyang as much as possible.

Mu Chaoyang also looks good, but there is always a yin-like breath on his body, which makes it very uncomfortable to stay with him, at least she is.

Mu Chaoyang's purpose of looking at her eyes was too strong, and she did not like it.

The man in the carriage might be attracted by the noise outside. He opened the carriage curtain, a pair of Danfeng eyes were half-squinted, and looked at Luo coldly.

The young man in front of him, fifteen or sixteen years old, handsome, enchanting, such a young man can not help the man's heart.

Looking at the teenager's eyes, I always feel that I have seen it somewhere.

Those eyes were water-stained, surprisingly beautiful, and naturally speaking.

Where have you seen it? Mu Chaoyang jumped out of the carriage with his hands on the curtain.

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