Chapter 695 Confirmed Eyes, Uncle Is a Bad Guy

The concubine of the feudal prince was suspicious, but what she took out with her own hands, and the fault she personally made for the future feudal prince's mansion, had already been made and could not be changed.

Afterwards, if his prince knew about this matter, how would he reprimand him and punish him? She didn't know, all she knew was that her son needed help now.

The matter was a foregone conclusion, the Princess Fan glanced at the main seat, turned around and went out without paying any more attention.

Le Tian, ​​who had been waiting for the best time to appear on the roof, had a clear picture of the situation in the hall before. Now, seeing the back of Fan Wangfei going out, he shook his head and sighed faintly: "This is also a poor person."

Seeing his sigh from the bottom of his heart, Mu Ziling couldn't help laughing and said, "When did you become so sympathetic? Don't hurry up."

"To be on the safe side, put the things here first, and wait until the matter is resolved..." Le Tian said happily, while smiling at Long Xiaoyu: "Boss, you have to give me a big credit, and reward me well."

"Well, it should be rewarded well." Long Xiaoyu nodded his head seriously, with a half-smile on the corner of his mouth: "Even a barbaric woman has been missed by you. Seeing that you are so short of women, this king will reward you with a Wenxiang brothel someday. What do you think?"

"You!" Le Tian's face turned red and became irritable: "I said you... I will give you my tears and sweat to work, and it's fine if I don't give you a penny on weekdays, but you still treat me like this... You are a perverted and ruthless capitalist, a vicious vampire..."

Seeing the gentleman's Le Tian screaming like a little bitch at this moment, Mu Ziling burst out laughing, and interrupted him while he was not getting deeper and deeper in the danger zone: "Okay, okay, I want that thing, I will give you this reward, okay?"

Le Tian snorted softly: "This is not far from—"

The last word "many" couldn't be uttered, but when he came into contact with the cold eyes of the capitalist, Le Tian coughed heavily, and hurriedly changed his words: "Forget it, who told me that I am a kind-hearted person who never asks for anything in return for doing good deeds."

This fellow changed his face quite quickly!

Mu Ziling secretly smiled inwardly, but rolled her eyes with disdain on her face.

At this moment, Le Tian thought to herself: Not only is it not getting any favors from Xiao Ling'er to ask for this merit, but it is also jumping into the fire pit alive, so it is better not to, survival is the most important thing!

Thinking so self-consciously, Letian felt so bitter and grieved, in the end he had no choice but to throw the brocade box that he intended to ask for credit to Mu Ziling in a grievance.

"Thank you." Mu Ziling took the brocade box, put it directly into the star system, and pouted towards the door, urging: "Let's go quickly, and you will make trouble again when you don't go there... For the sake of your hard work, I will go with you, and I will be your medicine boy and help you."

Drug boy? Let's do it?

Le Tian's eyes lit up immediately, this is a great feeling!

This is simply icing on the cake, like a tiger with wings, it couldn't be better.

The most important thing is, along the way, you can get some good medicine and good things...

While thinking happily, Le Tian raised his eyes, took a sneak peek at Long Xiaoyu, and directly met his pair of dark and deep eyes, like looking into a bottomless abyss, which made people feel terrified.

Facing such cold eyes facing an abyss, Le Tian shuddered hard in his heart.

Let this perverted and evil king's spoiled woman be his medicine boy's assistant?

How can it be? How can I respond? I can't even think about it, it's scary to think about it!

"Let's go, why are you still sticking around?" Seeing that Letian was in a daze for some reason, Mu Ziling urged, and then explained: "My medicine box is next door, I will go with you when I get it."

Facing Mu Ziling's enthusiastic help, Letian was shocked, waved his hands hurriedly, and refused all over his body: "Don't, don't, don't come with me, I can't bear it, I can do it by myself, come by myself..."

Before he finished speaking, he had already let go of his legs and ran away in a hurry.

"I want it." Mu Ziling followed with a smile, leaving behind His Highness Qi Wang with a face as black as the bottom of a pot...

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It was night now.

In the deep winter night, as cold as water, the deep and dark night sky was full of bleakness and tranquility, and the solemn and solemn Yu Palace in the past was shrouded in lively and festive red.

On the swing hammock of a proud and tall plum blossom tree, Long Xiaoze holds a setaria in his mouth, supports his head with one hand, and lays bored on the hammock, dangling around, thinking about life.

Under the plum blossom tree, a fire was crackling and burning. Qingling sat cross-legged in front of the fire, kneading melon seeds and roasting the fire, feeling very relaxed.

The warm tones from the fire, swaying and flickering with the breeze, make the surrounding environment extra warm and cozy.

Two friends who never stop together, it is rare for this moment to be quiet, no one is arguing with each other, and they are enjoying themselves leisurely.

At this moment, there was a sound of rustling footsteps not far away.

Long Xiaoze squinted his peach blossom eyes slightly, and took advantage of the warm light in front of him to look at——

I saw Ghost pacing calmly, and beside him was a fierce man who seemed to be a circle bigger and stronger than him.

Where did the tough guy come from?

Long Xiaoze involuntarily bent the corners of his lips, and his pair of half-closed peach blossom eyes immediately flashed a playful expression.

He jumped up from the hammock, snapped his stiff knuckles, and greeted enthusiastically: "Hey~~ Daredevil, where did you find such a big guy this late at night? Come, come, come and play with the young master."

Hearing the sound, the ghost frowned imperceptibly, and then without thinking about it, she was about to take the old man who could kill a cow with one punch to a detour.

Unexpectedly, following Long Xiaoze's enthusiastic voice, the other person had already jumped off the hammock, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the two of them.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Long Xiaoze stroked his chin with great interest, while sizing up the fierce man in front of him who was half his size, the light in his eyes almost overflowed: "My dear, is the flesh on this body real? How long will it take to practice..."

Tsk-tsk admiration was not enough, he also stretched out a slender finger, ready to poke the firm muscle, to try the feel of the solid flesh.

Long Xiaoze's gaze was focused on the arm thicker than his thigh, completely oblivious to the volcanic appearance of the muscle owner at the moment.

Seeing that he is not afraid of death like this, three black lines hang on Gui Mei's unsmiling face, and he is extremely helpless.

This self-inflicted little devil and peerless unlucky king really couldn't hide.

Just when Long Xiaoze's unchopped finger was only half an inch away from the protruding muscle on the arm of the old man beside him, the ghost stopped him in a rather unpleasant reaction: "Little Sixth Master, why didn't you take your medicine and ran out?"

Before Long Xiaoze could react and struggle, the ghost restrained his arms, and directly pushed towards Qingling who was still sitting in front of the fire, knocking sunflower seeds: "Miss Qingling, hurry up and take Little Sixth Master to take medicine, don't let him out, if you want to cause any trouble, the master will not be able to explain it."

What did the daredevil say about him?

Didn't take medicine? What about when he is sick?

Don't let it out to cause trouble? If he is a puppy, he will bite people when he is released?

Being scolded for good, or being scolded by a daredevil, the rebellious and arrogant Young Master Long, this little violent temper suddenly came up.

I saw Long Xiaoze who was caught off guard and was pushed forward and almost fell, turned around viciously, and raised his sleeves: "Daredevil, you are so cowardly, how dare you—"

Unexpectedly, before he finished his violent words, he saw the ghost clasping his fists at the fierce man beside him, expressing his apology: "Lord Fan, this little sixth master is not smart enough, and there is something missing. If you contradict the prince somewhere, please don't blame him."

Lord Fan! ! !

Accompanied by these sharp and provocative three words flashing through Long Xiaoze's mind, and a series of thoughts about the right and wrong things he had created, he clenched his teeth and closed his mouth.

But soon, he opened his mouth again, following the words of the ghost, and sang with the flow: "Hahaha... I'm sick, I want to take medicine, hahaha... If I don't take medicine, I'm going to bite people..."

While Long Xiaoze directed and acted out the scene of his illness, he didn't even dare to look at the feudal lord who promised to dig three feet to find him to avenge his son, while jumping around happily, he was going to pretend to be crazy and leave in foolishness.

Seeing that Long Xiaoze played the fool very hard, he was about to escape soon.

Who knows, Qingling, who didn't know why, saw him suddenly go crazy like this, pouted the melon seeds off his mouth, and added, "Long Xiaoze, what stimulated you? I see that you are not only sick, but also terminally ill, convulsions? Do you want me to ask my sister-in-law to treat you?"

Long Xiaoze... It is self-evident what this goddamn name represents at this moment.

Long Xiaoze, who was strenuously jumping, froze his body suddenly, his feet that were originally nimble and jumping seemed to be filled with lead, and he was so heavy that he couldn't take a step.

Long Xiaoze, who wanted to change his name for the first time in his life, gave Qingling a vicious look: "You—"

"What's the matter?" Qingling didn't think the trouble was serious, and hummed confidently: "You're pretending to be crazy, why don't people say it?"

Brightly adding oil and vinegar, Long Xiaoze was so bored that he almost passed the memory.

This damn girl, you can die if you don't speak, it really kills people without paying for their lives!

Just when Long Xiaoze was secretly mourning, a deafening roar came from behind: "Long, Xiao, Ze!"

This earth-shattering roar, God knows how much enmity has been accrued, not to mention the person involved, Long Xiaoze, even Qing Ling was taken aback suddenly.

what happened?

Qing Ling blinked at Long Xiaoze with an innocent face, her eyes were full of doubts.

Long Xiaoze didn't see her wink, even if he saw it, he would be so angry that he couldn't see it.

Long Xiaoze, who was so unlucky to be recognized, turned around, and then looked straight at Lord Fan——

With inverted eyebrows, fierce animal eyes, and a face with Chinese characters, the expression on the whole face seems to be owed eight million, with teeth bared and eyes cracked, looking fierce.

Long Xiaoze immediately checked his eyes, and he was sure that this uncle is a bad person.

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