"Ling'er, where have you been?"

Sitting in the sedan chair, Leng Yuhan expected that it was already early morning. According to what Yue Yue said, Su Shaoling should have returned to Dexing Hall to see Su Zixin at this time. That naughty little guy, a smart little head

Yes, but if you are too gluttonous and sleepy, you might get kidnapped by bad guys one day with your meat.

The road was slippery with ice after the snow, and the sedan carriage moved slowly in the cold rain. When we arrived at Dexing Hall, it was already lunch time.

"Ruoyu, have you prepared my bowls and chopsticks?"

After walking out of the sedan chair, there was strangely no palace attendant to greet him in front of the Dexing Hall. Leng Yuhan just said it was lunch time and went to the dining hall to prepare food, without paying too much attention.[

But the further he walked into the hall, the more Leng Yuhan felt that the atmosphere in Dexing Hall was unusual.

There's no reason not to show up for a meal! No matter what, there are three big masters and three little masters living in Dexing, a total of six masters. During the meal time, no one is guarding the palace? Does it make sense?

yes

Leng Yuhan was doubting in his heart when he heard an angry man's voice suddenly coming from the side courtyard of the palace, "Murong Qiulian, I will kill you!"

Is it Su Zixin?

Leng Yuhan broke away from the palace attendant's support and quickly ran into the side courtyard. Before he could get close to the main room, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes and he was knocked to the ground. The weight of the black shadow was not light, and most of it was pressed against him.

Leng Yuhan treated Leng Yuhan like a flesh pad.

"Murong Qiulian?"

The smell of blood came from his nose. Leng Yuhan pushed up the black shadow pressing on his body and took a look. Murong Qiulian closed his eyes and passed out, with blood pouring from his mouth.

"Pay it to me, Ling'er! I'll kill you!"

In the hall, Su Zixin ran out angrily, but An Ruoyu and Su Zixi each held an arm and forcibly restrained her. They stared at Murong Qiulian like enemies, wishing to tear the unconscious man to pieces.

"Master Funan, come into the house and ask the doctor to come over and take a look!"

After handing Murong Qiulian to the palace attendant who came with him, Leng Yuhan stood up covered in dust, held the out-of-control Su Zihun in his arms, and asked An Ruoyu, "Ling'er hasn't been sent back yet?"

"Your Majesty, when we retrieve her in March, Ling'er will no longer be among the dead! Hongmen is searching for Ling'er's whereabouts! We will definitely find her before nightfall!"

Su Zi Xun loved her son so much that she waited from morning until noon. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and found Murong Qiu Lian who had just woken up. The two of them had different opinions. Su Zi Xun made a killing blow and shocked Murong Qiu Lian, who had temporarily lost his internal energy.

He flew out of the palace door and bumped into Leng Yuhan.

As a father, there is nothing wrong with worrying about his children. An Ruoyu thought about the time when Baoxi was lost in the Xuanzhao Palace, and he also wanted to skin and dismember Murong Qiulian. No wonder Su Zi

Nettle.

"Zi Xun, give me some time, I will definitely get Ling'er back. Listen to me and go back first!"

Su Zixin stared at Murong Qiulian's bedroom with bloodthirsty eyes. She didn't respond at all to Leng Yuhan's questions. She just struggled and tried desperately to break away from Leng Yuhan's shackles and stay away.

her arms.

Seeing this, Leng Yuhan raised his hand and knocked Su Zihun out with a palm, handing it to Su Zixi and saying, "Take him back first! Leave Ling'er's matter to me!"

"Um!"[

Su Zixi took Su Zixin into her arms, nodded and left.

"Your Majesty, it's Ruoyu who didn't handle things well."

After Su Zixi left, An Ruoyu helped Leng Yuhan walk back to the main hall and changed Leng Yuhan into clean clothes.

"The unexpected thing has nothing to do with you, so there is no need to blame yourself! I'm hungry! Let's pass on the food first!"

The arm was sore and was injured by Murong Qiulian's real impact. Leng Yuhan rubbed his arm and sat at the dining table and said.

"Not yet, Your Majesty?"

An Ruoyu was surprised and asked the palace attendant to prepare meals. When she saw Leng Yuhan rubbing her arms, she took the initiative to sit close and rub Leng Yuhan's arms.

"Haha, you block me out of Dexing Hall every day, how can I think about eating? I really want to be that immortal person who doesn't think about food and tea."
Chapter completed!