Shangxian and his junior brother are beautiful as flowers

Chapter 209

Thinking of this, Ling Jiu's gaze towards Luoqing became subtle.

Luo Qing looked at his suddenly "resentful" (?) eyes, and couldn't figure out what was going on with him.

If she remembered correctly, this was only the second time they had met.

Ignoring him, Luoqing casually found a seat and sat down, closing his eyes.

Seeing that she didn't want to talk to him at all, Ling Jiu felt half relieved and half unhappy.

What is gratifying is that he is very satisfied with his junior brother's attitude of not being close in front of strangers, and this is how he should treat strangers, so as not to cause trouble. What is displeased is that she didn't feel the difference between this "stranger" and other strangers at all. different?

"How long are you going to watch?"

Luoqing closed her eyes and crossed her legs for a while, and at the very beginning, she found a gaze full of presence falling on her. The emotions in it were too complicated, so she couldn't judge the reason for his gaze for a while.

Thinking that it was just an insignificant person, she then ignored it.

However, he stared at it for too long, and half an hour passed.

"I'm distracted." Ling Jiu recovered and said without changing his face.

What he said was not wrong, but the person who distracted him was the younger brother himself.

Luo Mo watched him look away, didn't say anything, and continued to close his eyes.

This time, Ling Jiu didn't have any excuse to watch it openly, so he watched it secretly.

Compared to the silence here, the main hall on the other side is a bit more 'lively'.

"You said that before my brother fell into a coma, he kept chanting my name?" Wusana looked at Elder Tuoju suspiciously, and the speculation in her heart made her feel depressed again and again.

"Yes, saint." Elder Tuoju nodded, his cloudy eyes were full of affirmation, he raised his hand and took out something from his sleeve and handed it to Wusana, then continued:
"This is what Wang was holding in his hand before he fell into a coma."

Wusana's eyes fell on the thing he was holding in his hand.

What he was holding in his hand was exactly the birthday gift she gave her brother this year.

"The saint may not know that the material of this thing contains a strong psychedelic factor." Tuojue did not give the thing to Wusana, but took it back after showing it to her.

"Elder Tuojue, what do you mean? You suspect that my brother became like this, and I did it?"

Wusana sneered, her coquettish red lips seemed dazzling, and her whole body exuded the dignity and majesty of the royal family.

Luo Qing had never seen Wusana like this.

However, Tuoju was unhurried and shook his head without panic.

"The saint is serious. I'm just telling you the truth that I know, and I don't doubt what you mean."

"If you do this, it will make people suspicious." At the end of the speech, Tuo Jue reminded him kindly.

With a cold face, Wusana raised her foot and kicked him when he said the last sentence.

The next moment, because Tuoju didn't resist, he was kicked to the ground by Wusana.

Wusana didn't expect that he had no intention of avoiding it. She looked at the person sitting upside down on the ground with a calm expression, looking at her like an ignorant child, and she looked around again.

At this time, all the attendants in the hall were called out by him just now, and now, except for his brother lying unconscious on the bed, only the two of them were left alive.

Therefore, it is very clear what the purpose of Tuoju's non-resistance is.

(End of this chapter)