where is the father

Chapter 45 You Killed My Son

Luo Lan found a seat and sat down, rolled her eyes at Jun Boqing, and said coldly: "Lie, you clearly went to the pharmacist meeting today, but don't say you didn't see Xiaoyang."

Xiao Yang blinked and asked, "Did uncle go to the pharmacist conference too? Didn't uncle see Xiao Yang?"

Three black lines hung down from the side of Jun Boqing's head, and he said with a dry smile, "Yes, there are too many people in today's pharmacist meeting, uncle didn't see Xiaoyang."

At that time, he was focused on Luo Lan, and indeed he did not see Xiao Yang.

Xiaoyang nodded repeatedly, and said with a smile: "There are really a lot of people, uncle, mother got No.2 today, if it wasn't for Uncle Ling, mother would definitely get No.1."

Uncle Ling?Jun Boqing thought of that proud handsome face, Ling Zixian from the elixir family.

"Does Xiaoyang know Uncle Ling very well?"

Luo Xiaoyang nodded repeatedly.

"Xiaoyang and mother lived in the elixir valley. Uncle Ling treats Xiaoyang very well. He often takes Xiaoyang to collect medicine. It doesn't cost money."

Jun Boqing frowned slightly, although he was very kind to his son, but he was already frustrated and unhappy in various ways.

"Stop getting close to him in the future."

Jun Boqing said in an orderly tone.

Xiao Yang was puzzled.

"Why? Uncle Ling treats Xiaoyang and mother very well, why can't you get close to him?"

Jun Boqing opened his mouth, but he couldn't think of any good reason, Luo Lan who was beside him couldn't help but sneered.

"Someone got three-color and thought of opening a dyeing workshop. I really don't know what it means."

The cold expression she put on deliberately could not quench the fire in Jun Boqing's eyes.

He said with a cheeky smile.

"That's how I am. As long as I have three colors, I can open a dyeing workshop. Even if I don't have three colors, my dyeing workshop can still be opened."

Xiao Yang couldn't understand the riddles played by the two adults, so he climbed onto the carved broad chair behind the desk.

There is an unfinished painting on the desk. In the painting, a plain-clothed woman stands facing the wind, and a jade-like child stands beside her. They are looking at the same direction. In that direction, a white-clothed man is slowly approaching. In Xiaoyang's eyes, the static picture seems to be dynamic. He pointed to the painting with a smile and said, "Uncle Jun, is that man in the white shirt you? You are here to find me and mother, right? "

Jun Boqing smiled lightly.

"Of course, I just don't know if your mother will take Xiaoyang to escape."

Xiao Yang quickly shook his head.

"No, no, Xiaoyang and mother both like uncle, how could they avoid him?"

Luo Lan rolled her eyes, did not comment on her son's naive answer, got up and walked to the desk, and looked at the unfinished painting. The style of the painting was simple and the artistic conception was clear, expressing his inner intentions at this time.

Luo Lan was in a state of confusion, and shook her head again and again. This was not the time to talk about the relationship between her children. She could only think about one thing at this time, to squeeze into the top three in the finals of the Alchemist Conference and get the chance to enter the Medicine Palace. Refining Yi Xue Pill as soon as possible is the only thing she has to do now.

"Now that we've seen each other, we should go."

Luo Lan said to Luo Xiaoyang.

At this moment, there was a sound of soft footsteps, and Luo Qing carefully walked into the study with the tea in her hand, her eyebrows drooping slightly, her lips smiling, when she raised her eyes, there were waves of light flowing, autumn waters flowing frequently, an indescribable girlish charm.

It's a pity that the sweetheart didn't even look at her, but just focused on the other side of the room.

Putting down the teacup, following the eyes of his sweetheart, he saw two extremely familiar faces, they were Luo Lan and Luo Xiaoyang.

Luo Xiaoyang's short body was standing on the carved wooden chair behind the desk, with his arms crossed, as if he was the little master of this room.

little Master?Luo Qing was slightly startled, she looked at Xiaoyang's eyebrows and Shizi's eyebrows, they were exactly the same, that appearance, that demeanor, they were clearly like father and son!
Luo Lan frowned, looking at Luo Qing's face, she knew what she had guessed, and immediately said coldly: "Take care of your mouth, otherwise, I will make your life worse than death."

Luo Qing shrunk her neck, lowered her eyes immediately, and made a frightened look. Her delicate body and terrified little face were so pitiful, but it's a pity that you don't like this at all. He only glanced at Luo Qing and recognized her as Luo Lan's concubine sister. With a look of disgust on his face, he waved at her and said in a cold voice: "Get out, don't appear in front of me again. If you dare to talk too much, be careful, I will pull it out." your tongue."

Luo Qing's beautiful eyes were clouded with mist, and the man she loved with all her heart regarded her as worthless, embarrassing her in public, the only remaining self-esteem in her heart collapsed in an instant, she hid her face and left, vowing secretly in her heart that she would definitely get him, and would definitely get him again. Luo Lan stepped on the bottom of her feet.

Although Concubine Xuan stayed at home, someone reported everything about Ye Ting's residence.

Immediately, Luo Qing was introduced to Princess Xuan's Huarong Residence, and she hadn't come out for a long time, when she came out later, her face was smug and pretty.

After all, when Prince Xuan couldn't make it through, just after nightfall, there was a lot of crying from the main courtyard. Zhu Yan's face was cold. He was not as close to Prince Xuan as the housekeeper of the palace. As long as he could remember, his father was often ill. When he is in good health, he doesn't pay much attention to him, and only gets close to Dongfang and their son, treating him as an outsider, that's fine, he doesn't need to experience life and death as the saying goes in the world.

There was a great funeral in the palace, but Prince Xuan's youngest son, Zhu Ping, was having fun in the brothel, and he didn't return until the day of the funeral. Princess Xuan sent people to invite him many times, but returned empty-handed.

Just after the funeral was over, Zhu Ping was carried back to the palace. Seeing his pale, disheveled and unconscious son, Princess Xuan was frightened out of her wits. The only hope of living.

The one who carried him back was the guard of the brothel. It is said that Zhu Ping collapsed suddenly while he was enjoying himself, which frightened the girls in the brothel.

Concubine Xuan is anxious and angry, angry at this useless son, who obviously has a lot of beautiful concubines in the room, but still wants to fool around in that kind of place.

According to the doctor's diagnosis, Zhu Ping was fainted due to excessive indulgence, and he suffered from the disease of willows for a long time, and the poison invaded the five internal organs. Will become a cripple who is not a real man.

Princess Xuan only felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark. Her only son had turned into this appearance. She hadn't even noticed that her son was suffering from mollusc disease. There will also be times when it will be hollowed out.

Everyone dispersed, leaving her alone in front of her son's bed, weeping and regretting her mistakes.

Zhu Yan walked in slowly, looking at Zhu Ping who was half dead on the hospital bed, and Princess Xuan who was in pain, he felt bursts of joy in his heart.

"What? Your son is sick, are you heartbroken?"

Princess Xuan suddenly raised her head, stared at him fiercely, and said in a high-pitched voice.

"It's you? It's you? It's you who killed my Ping'er."

Zhu Yan shrugged slightly, and said in a low voice: "There are twelve beautiful concubines in your son's house. He sows seeds every day, why doesn't he have any heirs?"

Concubine Xuan's eyes were full of astonishment, even these twelve women were also his handwriting?

"Does your heart hurt? Your son is a human being, and someone else's son is not a human being? You know what you have done to me. Now, I am just retaliation. I only blame Zhu Ping for his bad luck." , with such a vicious mother like you, all the karma will be paid to him."

(End of this chapter)