The remarriage of the high-ranking daughter

Chapter 243 Looking for a shepherd (1)
Except for Zhuo Ao's own child, which is the blood of the royal family, although he will have sex with other women occasionally, but the identities of these women are not enough to breed the blood of the royal family.

After realizing this, Shen Yuhuan felt faintly excited and excited. Perhaps, she could also...

Chang'an naturally didn't know these thoughts in Shen Yuhuan's mind, and she was doing further examination and diagnosis for Long Lian at the moment.

The gray-white film on Longlian's eyes seems to have been formed for a long time, and it has become a part of his eyes. If it is forcibly cut open, it will definitely hurt his eyes, and the loss outweighs the gain.

What Chang An has to do right now is to remove the toxins from Long Lian's body first, and then use the potion to slowly dissolve the film when the toxins disappear. within the scope of the guarantee.

The "clank" sounded, but it was not melodious and high-pitched, but with a kind of silence and loneliness. Chang'an's heart tightened suddenly, and he slowly stopped packing the medicine box, and sat on the side quietly watching Long Lian .

His skin is still so fair, with a faint feeling of transparency. Blue veins can be seen faintly under his slender neck. I couldn't help but feel pity and distress.

Long Lian didn't like to talk, every time Chang An came to give him a diagnosis and treatment, he just repeated the tasks in his hands monotonously, even if she wanted to know something, she couldn't ask, and the only thing that accompanied her was the sound of zither and drums.

These seem to be the two instruments that Long Lian loves the most. The sound of the drum is majestic and the sound of the piano is delicate, like a combination of two extremes. It is abrupt but harmonious, maybe it is only in the hands of Long Lian.

According to Chang'an's observation, Long Lian should have been a person with high martial arts, otherwise he would not be able to suppress the toxin with his own internal strength, and he forced all his eyes towards the eyes and sealed him in that area.

How such a person ended up becoming a prairie musician is indeed very curious.

After the song, Long Lian pressed both hands on the strings. His slender and white hands had distinct joints and were as thin as bamboo chopsticks. He pulled the corners of his lips and looked up at Chang'an. Although he couldn't see anything at the moment, he I can imagine the posture of the woman sitting on the opposite side.

I heard that she is a woman from the capital, and that such a country of etiquette will teach her how to behave in the same way. Thinking of this, he couldn't stop laughing.

"you laughed……"

Chang An lightly twitched the corners of her lips, and she finally saw the second expression on Long Lian's face, which was no longer so indifferent and alienated, making him look suddenly angry.

"You don't ask me why I laugh?"

Long Lian touched the corners of her lips, his voice was very pleasant, and it was not inferior to the notes in the music when it slipped into the ears.

"Laugh if you want, no matter if your smile is contemptuous, joking, or disdainful, I only know that you smiled, which is good."

Chang Jing said quietly, facing such a man, what he wants is not sympathy, but someone who can understand his loneliness. Communicate with her.

Man is a group animal, no one can live alone in the world.

After being lonely for a long time, I always want to talk, communicate, and understand.

Long Lian stopped laughing, and looked at Chang'an with a pair of gray eyes, as if he could look into people's hearts. After a long while, he said softly: "You are very brave! The person who dares to speak to Zhuo Ao like this, you are the one I saw First!"

"brave?"

Chang An shook his head and smiled, but there was a bit of helplessness in his words, "This is not called bravery, it's just being forced by life."

"I'm really curious what a woman like you looks like, she should be beautiful."

When the Shen sisters just appeared in Zhuo Ao's tent, Long Lian could imagine from the surprise and panting of those present that although their voices were all kept very low, to an invisible person, What is more sensitive than hearing?

"Are you Qin Muli's lover?"

Long Lian asked, it seems that everyone is very interested in this topic, it seems that as long as there is this woman, she will definitely become a pawn to contain Qin Muli, it is really ridiculous.

And the Zhuo Ao he knew should not be such a person.

"That's it."

Chang An sniffled, Qin Muli's concerned face suddenly appeared in her mind, as if she was anxiously asking about her whereabouts, this kind of image had appeared in her several dreams, as long as she thought about it, she seemed to be able to feel it. Until he got closer to him.

Long Lian fiddled with the strings with one hand, and there was a soft "Zheng", she said indifferently, "Then do you expect Qin Muli to come and save you?"

"Naturally hope that, after all, I don't belong here."

Chang An thought for a while, and then answered honestly, if he said he didn't want it, it would be a lie, would anyone believe it?
"Then I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

Long Lian shook her head. The Kilihun tribe had just migrated here and was preparing to spend the winter here. The guards were heavily guarded and the defense was strong. Winning battles and grabbing people?
"No matter what the final result is, people must always hope that it is not."

Chang An smiled, and didn't feel that Long Lian's words had hurt her at all, and said to herself: "Maybe it's easier to give up than to stick to it, but if I really live in that situation, I won't be me anymore, so as long as I can live for a day , I will wait for him for a day, and he will always find me."

Long Lian couldn't help being surprised by such confidence and optimism. He could even imagine the flying spirit and bright eyes of the woman opposite him at this moment, talking about his sweetheart without any shyness, full of longing and expectation, completely different from any other woman he knew. A woman from the Great Zhou Dynasty, they should be more reserved and reserved, like a cocoon wrapped in a cocoon, if they are not willing to break out of the cocoon, no one else can peel it off from the outside.

Such a temperament, rather like their prairie girls, made him feel a little fond of Chang'an.

Luo Bo paced back and forth in the tent hesitantly. Although the Shen sisters said that they were sent out, they did not bring any relief to his current embarrassing situation.

He is obviously the prince of Ganluo, so what is the point of staying in Kilihun like this now?
Could it be possible to become a proton in another place?

Just jumped out of the tiger's den, and then into the wolf's den, is he crazy?
The more Luo Po thought about it, the more angry he became. Seeing the table full of food sitting on the couch, he couldn't help kicking it over.

The kumiss spilled all over the floor, giving off a foul smell, the grapes and fruits rolled down randomly, and the juice splashed all over the floor, mixed on the colorful wool carpet, like stains that couldn't be washed off, reminding him that he had been hurt before. What humiliation and mistreatment!
(End of this chapter)