The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 96 Don't Hate Me 8
Yang Chen did not hesitate to die to achieve the goal of sinking the hookah.

It can be seen that Yang Chen has feelings for Shen Shiyan.

The next morning.

Jian Luo packed the package early.

Jian Luo came to Xiaoyao's door, but didn't open it.

She knew that Xiaoyao couldn't bear to see the parting scene.

Otherwise, at this time in the past, Xiaoyao would get up early to play with the flowers and plants in the yard.

"Master, take care."

This is the first time that Xiaoyao is called the master, not the second master.

No sound came from the house.

Jian Luo smiled faintly, knelt down on both legs, and kowtowed heavily, "Master, we are destined to meet again."

With her head down and her forehead pressed against the cold ground, Jian Luo made a sound.

She knew that with Xiaoyao's internal strength, even though the voice was small, he could hear it clearly.

"Qingyu, let's go."

He stood up, put on a felt hat, and a layer of white gauze hung around it, so that outsiders could not clearly see the appearance of the person inside.

This is done to deceive people.

In the eyes of the disciples of Lengshen Palace, she, Jian Luo, died half a year ago.

If he went back so openly, Shen Shiyan would cause unnecessary trouble if he knew about it.

In order to save time, it is understandable to simply cover up the appearance.

Jian Luo walked in front, Qing Yu followed beside him, the two of them left the compound together and went straight to Chu Yunguo.

Just as their figures disappeared in the courtyard, the door of Xiaoyao's room opened.

Looking at the empty yard, he let out a long sigh, "Xiao Luo, see you next time, I hope you don't hate Master."

Chuyun Kingdom, Shuocheng.

In the inn, Jian Luo's dress is not surprising.

There are often heroes in the Jianghu, and passers-by have long been used to seeing chivalrous women dressed like this.

The only thing is, this is another hero who doesn't want outsiders to see his appearance.

Sitting by the window, Jian Luo and Leng Qingyu ate light meals on the table, neither of them talking.

In crowded places, Jian Luo doesn't want to talk about killing me.

"In the guest officer, please."

Xiao Er's loud voice attracted the attention of many diners.

I saw, as Xiaoer's voice fell, a man in a blue shirt with slightly raised black hair came in.

The water-blue clothes on the man's body glowed softly like water under the sunlight.

Sword eyebrows slanted into the temples, and a pair of eyes twinkled like cold stars, making people dare not look directly, fearing that they would sink involuntarily and be unable to extricate themselves.

(End of this chapter)