Luo Lan heard from Leng Yu's almost roaring voice. At this time, he must be particularly helpless. Anyone who does not even know who he is his mother is. It is inevitable that there will be a sad psychology.

She held his hand back with her back, looking at him with a pair of beautiful eyes, and whispered in his ear:

"Xianggong, the overall situation is the most important, Mo Duo said in front of Jun, this is what you warned me, have you forgotten?"

Her words instantly reminded Leng Yu that the person sitting in the dragon chair was his father, but he was also the king of a country.

He can't treat him like his ordinary father, and he will not have the child who loves himself like an ordinary father.

Thinking of this, he bit his teeth hard and stabilized his emotions. His face instantly changed from pale and calm, and he once again hugged the emperor:

"Father Emperor, today's facts are unexpected. Now it is too late. Ask the father of the father, Xu Erchen to bring the emperor here first.

The emperor glanced at the long sword in front of Leng Zi'an, and thought about what he had just said, and looked at the son who had been banned for three years in front of him.

And regret, no one knows.

He closed his eyes slightly, waved his hand to Leng Yu, and frowned weakly:

"Take him away, as for how to deal with it, again tomorrow, I'm tired, let go."

Leng Zi'an's mood is still excited. Xiao Lingzi and others have controlled him. When he was taken away from the royal study, he still shouted angrily.

"Leng Zijin, you are not benevolent for your father, you are not righteous for your brother, and you are not kind for the monarch. You are a full faint monarch."

His words made the emperor's fist tightly and trembled, but after all, he did not open his mouth to treat his crime of rebellion, but closed his eyes and thought deeply.

After Leng Zi'an was taken away, Leng Yu respectfully hugged the emperor:

"Father Emperor, Children's Conscience retreat."

Although the emperor's face was not good -looking, he didn't want to say something that pretended to care. He didn't care about his body. From three years ago, he had determined that he was only passed to his blood. Now

Although his identity recovered, he was still unwilling to communicate more with him. He just wanted to do what he should do safely in order to ask for a certain day.

The rare king, he can retreat with his Lan'er's whole body.

Nympho

Leng Zi'an was locked in a long -unaware house. His emotions suddenly changed from the excitement just now, and even there was no trace of breakthrough along the way.

The moment the door was closed, he would cover his face on his chair with a butt, crying, crying, and a man in a velvet, at this time, he cried like a child.

His cry made Leng Yu standing at the door just to knock on the door. Luo Lan shook his head directly to him, indicating that he should not bother him.

Leng Yu put down his hands to knock on the door and whispered to Xiao Lingzi around him:

"Give him some refreshments in a while."

"Yes, Wang Ye."

After Leng Yu nodded, she held Luo Lan's hand with a dignified face and left here.

The location where Xiaozhi lived was not far from the room where Xiaozhi was. Soon Kung Fu, Leng Yu and Luo Lan came to the door of Xiao Zhi's room.

The door was kicked. This must be made by Leng Zi'an, and the person who stayed at the door was gone. Watching this dilapidated scene, Luo Lan couldn't help shaking his head and smiling, lifted his skirt, and entered the house.

Leng Yu followed her and walked in with her, watching the empty bed, he looked at Luo Lan with surprise and surprise, and asked puzzled:

"Lan'er, where is Xiaozhi? He can't?"

"what you think?"

Luo Lan suddenly stood up and looked at him, raised his eyebrows and asked,

"Xianggong also think I am playing with people?"

"No."

Although Leng Yu was puzzled, he still shook his head. "I believe in a lady, but there is really no shadow of Xiaozhi here. No wonder the emperor will be so excited."

In this way, he was still suspicious of this.

Luo Lan helplessly smiled, and then sat beside the bed, sighed heavily, and pointed at the tea cup on the table softly:

"Xianggong, pour me a cup of water, thirsty mouth."

Listening to her voices, Leng Yu didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly poured a glass of water and brought it to her.

She reached out, picked the water over, gurgled a few mouthfuls, Leng Yu looked at her gentle, and when the water cup left her mouth, one hand took the water cup over, and the other hand put the water on the corner of her mouth.

Wipe off.

A glass of underwater belly, Luo Lan relieved his breath, and then lay his head directly on the bed.

"Xianggong, come over and lie on the meeting, accompany me to speak."

Leng Yu looked at Luo Lan on the bed, although he had countless questions, and saw that she was tired, and couldn't bear to ask again.

He turned around, walked to the door quickly, closed the door of the room, returned to the bed, like her, facing her head, lying on the bed on the back.

Knowing that he lay down, Luo Lan didn't look back, and asked directly:

"Xianggong, today's business, do you think it's my fault?"

"Why do you say that?"

His voice was light and light, and he seemed to be afraid of scaring her.

Luo Lan pursed the corner of his mouth, thinking of the scene just now, sighed long, and murmured softly:

"If I can let the emperor see Xiao Zhi earlier, would he not do the incident of lift swords to the emperor.

Listening to her, Leng Yu moved her hand to her hand, holding her hand tightly, and her dark pupil appeared a bit of an unspeakable look, and asked softly:

"Lan'er, do you hate him?"

Luo Lan knew that what he said was that Leng Zi'an held her and almost cut her throat.

Thinking of the scene just now, her body was tight and shook her head gently, "It would be unacceptable to who this matter was on, but his behavior was too excited. I don’t blame him to hate me.

Shi Shi, naturally you will know the reason why I do this. "

Leng Yu's eyes suddenly showed a turbid look, he said with a bitter smile,

"Actually, I admire Uncle Huang. I used to think that he was a rough and brainless person. Now I feel that he is a person who admires me."

"Why?"

Luo Lan turned his head and looked at him. The moment the beautiful eyes circulated, there was a little puzzlement in his eyes.

Leng Yu sighed and continued:

"Uncle Huang can do a puzzling thing for his son. It can be seen that he feels very distressed by his son. Whether he is doing what he do today, at least I think he is a qualified father.
Chapter completed!