The Dishonest Son and The ‘Ghost’ Doctor Mother

  "The feeling that he is not your son, you don't need to worry about whether he will lose his breath, enter the devil and burst his blood vessels and die." Yu Qingluo didn't hear Nan Nan's words at all, and moved two steps to the Meng Road.

"Okay, I also think you are very smart and good at martial arts, so I will give you a shot and give you some poison. I believe that your deep inner strength can also absorb it. I believe you will have nothing to do, how about it? Come on, I'll try it on you."

  Meng Lu's eyes widened, and the first time she found a woman, it can be so terrifying that it makes people feel chills.

  Looking at the cold light in this woman's eyes, he was very sure that she would definitely do what she said.

Nan Nan stopped very hard, and hurriedly shouted at Meng Lu, "Grandpa Lu, you go quickly. My mother will really kill you. It's true. The needle in her hand is It is very poisonous, and I have no antidote."

  Meng Lu secretly sighed, "Nannan, I have been poisoned." His legs became weak and he couldn't walk.

   "..." It seems that there is such a thing.

"Miss Jade, I admit that I have practiced some internal strengths for Nan Nan that are not his age. I apologize. But I will not give up my plan to bring him back to the Mongolian people. Since I met today, I hope you will be mentally prepared. Go back and talk to Ye Xiu Duo, I think he will agree with my opinion."

  Yuqing looked terrifying, raised his hand without hesitation, and the three silver needles shot at him fiercely.

  Menglu's pupils shrank, and the next moment, his body lightened, he was grabbed by his arm and suddenly pulled up to the ground, and then he leaned back ten steps before stopping.

   "Patriarch, it's too late to come down." The man holding his arm was expressionless, but after letting go of Meng Lu's hand, those cold eyes suddenly looked towards Yu Qingluo, and attacked her without saying a word.

  Yuqing squinted her eyes, before she had time to move, Nan Nan, who had originally held her thigh, greeted her, and handed over with the person in an instant.

  Meng Lu let out a sigh of relief, and then took a moment to glance at where he was just now.

  The three silver needles shot unbiasedly on the egg rice cake placed on the stone, but in a moment, the egg rice cake was completely black and rotten, and the original color was not clear.

  Meng Lu took a deep breath and couldn't help touching his neck. The silver needle is clearly poisonous. If you didn't hide it just now, it would really have been bloodied in your throat.

   "Afeng, stop." Meng Lu steadied his voice, and hurriedly stopped the man who started with Nan Nan.

   Hearing this, Afeng immediately jumped three steps away from Nannan, held Menglu's hand and stepped back two steps, "Patriarch, I will kill that woman."

   "Let's go." Meng Lu watched Yu Qingluo's hand with three more silver needles, secretly confused, and hurriedly ordered Afeng to leave here.

  He has never been so embarrassed in his life.

  He seems to think things too simple. Why is Nan Nan's temperament different from others?

  How many people want to be the superiors, and how many want to be the patriarchs of the Mongolian people? Nan Nan has such a talent, why didn't she see that she was so happy?

  Although Afeng was a little unwilling in his heart, he still held Meng Lu's hand, a little toe, and suddenly jumped up, and soon disappeared in the open space in front of him.

   Yu Qingluo let out a cold snort and put the silver needle away.

   Nannan ran up to her flatly, "Mother, I will support you."

   "No, I'm not old enough to walk." Yu Qingluo suddenly withdrew her hand, without even looking at Nan Nan, she jumped onto the black panther's back.

  Black Panther also noticed that Yu Qingluo was in a bad mood. At this moment, she didn't dare to play her temper and threw her off. He obediently turned around and returned to the place where she had come.

  Nannan followed pitifully behind her, pulling her head, and didn't dare to ask to sit on the panther, she could only walk with two short legs and walked hard to the other courtyard step by step.

  "Mother..." Halfway through, the little guy touched his stomach and called out with a tangled face.

  He walked so hard, so hungry, and wanted to eat.

  Why didn’t you think this road was so long before? For so many days, he swayed over in Grandpa Lu's carriage. He even disliked that the road was too short to allow him to appreciate the scenery.

  Hey, what is meant by self-inflicted, not living, he feels so deeply now.

  Yu Qingluo opened his eyes, glanced at him, and snorted coldly, "Isn't he deep in his internal strength? Isn't he light work? I fly back by myself."

   "..." Nan Nan closed his mouth obediently, went to pick up a wooden stick next to him, and continued to walk forward silently.

  On the way, he really didn’t scream again. He was sweating and he didn’t say he wanted to take a break. The wooden stick hit his palms and it was very uncomfortable. He didn’t dare to say a word.

  Even the Panther, who has always regarded him as the little devil, is full of sympathy at this moment. The journey is not short, he may be tired.

  Walking all the way to the gate of the other courtyard, the young man outside saw him in surprise and greeted him in surprise.

   Seeing Yu Qingluo sitting on the black panther’s back, but the little master had a gray-headed and tired face, all the people in the other courtyard were shocked. They stepped forward to wash Nan Nan's face, beat his legs, changed clothes and changed clothes.

  Yu Qingluo's cold eyes swept over, Nan Nan immediately became agitated, and did not dare to show a pitiful appearance, hurriedly pushed away the maid around him, and said anxiously, "I'm okay, I'm okay."

  The maids were stunned, they didn’t understand what happened between Miss Yu and the little master.

   However, seeing Nan Nan look like this, even if he is a stranger who has never met, he can't bear to toss him like this. The subordinates from the other courtyard looked at Nan Nan with pity, and were secretly dissatisfied with Yu Qingluo in their hearts.

  Nannan lowered his head, and even pushed away the tea that was handed to him without taking a sip.

  Yu Qingluo asked the Panther to return to the Leopard’s room, and he came out directly from the other yard. The coachman of the Palace of Xiu Palace had been sitting in the carriage waiting for her.

   Seeing Yu Qingluo and Nan Nan walking out one after another, they got out of the car shaft hurriedly, moved the footstool and let them get on the car.

  Until Yuqing fell, Nan Nan still stood in place, without any movement.

  The coachman reminded in a low voice, "Little Shizi, what's the matter? Don't you get in the car?"

Nan Nan glanced at him bitterly, sighed heavily, and said in a low voice, "I'm thinking, do you want to walk back."

  The coachman took a sigh of relief, "Go, walk? There is a lot of road to the Palace of Xiuwang, Xiaoshi, don't joke with the minion, if you are tired, the minion can't afford it."

   Nan Nan bulged her cheeks, lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "But my mother didn't let me get in the car, I dare not."

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