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Luo Ming staggered, and was almost knocked down by a stone that appeared from nowhere.
Of course, the culprit was not the stone under his feet, Luo Ming stammered, "Subordinate, I don't know."
Lu Jingye glanced at him coolly, and when the two returned to the carriage in the dark corner, Lu Jingye stepped into the carriage without saying a word.
Luo Ming followed behind and went in. Unexpectedly, Lu Jingye's face was calm, and he said in a cold tone, "Who asked you to come up."
Luo Ming was stunned in place for a moment, unable to understand what he did wrong for a moment.
Randomly picked up a book from the side, Lu Jingye raised his eyes coolly, "I don't know if I don't know, why don't you check it out, you wait for me to give you the answer?"
"..." Luo Ming got out of the car in frustration, and the driver who was driving watched him go down in amazement, and then he didn't even notice the sneer that couldn't help but rise from the corner of his mouth.
The deputy of the Lu family army, the general on the battlefield, the number one confidant of King Muye... Tsk tsk, when did he get this kind of treatment.
What a surprise.
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The relationship between master and servant for more than ten years has faded after all.
Luo Ming stood on the spot with a straight face, watching the carriage drive away mercilessly, leaving only dust flying over the horse's hooves.
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The next day, early in the morning.
After Su Ran and the two yelled for a long time without hearing anything, Su You broke down the door in a panic, only to find that Su Changjin was not on the bed, but seemed to have soaked in the bathtub all night.
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"Master, you don't know how to cherish your body. You have a cold body, and this ghost festival has just passed. What if the cold air enters your body and leaves the root of the disease?"
It's rare for Su Ran to agree with Su You's statement, "What's more, the mansion is not all our people, in case someone finds out your identity..."
Su Changjin sucked his red nose, wrapped himself in the quilt like an ostrich, and said nothing.
The two of them took turns talking to each other, their mouths were very busy, but their hands were not idle. Su Ran made ginger water and sent it to the soft couch, and handed it to Su Changjin.
Lifting his eyelids, Su Changjin immediately frowned slightly, and didn't pick it up.
Su Ran maintained this posture all the time, and said helplessly, "Master, I caught a cold at night, and I must drive away the cold."
With an attitude that could not be rejected, Su Changjin stretched out his hand from under the quilt, and took it in a muffled voice, disgusted from the bottom of his heart, "It's so horrible..."
"Master, your hand?"
There was a red mark so eye-catching, Su Ran couldn't see it, and Su You who was still looking for the hand stove was also attracted.
Seeing the red mark on his hand along his line of sight, Su Changjin threw the bowl to Su Ran angrily, "The ghost is on the bed, I want to eat..."
Su You held back her mouth and laughed softly, "That ghost looks quite fierce."
Su Ran turned her head and gave her a blank look, and told her to pass the meal. When there were only two people left in the room, Su Ran suddenly knelt down on one knee and saluted Su Changjin.
"Master, it's because the subordinates didn't investigate, yet someone sneaked into the mansion yesterday."
Su You didn't think much about it, but Su Ran had a delicate mind and was not easy to fool.
Su Changjin sighed softly, "I didn't punish you again, it was my own carelessness... I will remember from now on, whatever Nan Yao sends, I will send it back to me."
"Come and change, I'm starving to death."
"..."
So, it turned out to be the prince.
Only then did Su Ran get up, tear off the quilt from Su Changjin's body, and change her clothes.
"People from Xirong came here this morning, and their master invited you to talk."
The master of the Xirong people is naturally Duoduo. Just a few days after it stopped, it started to play with her again.
"Besides, the concubine has invited someone to remind me again, but when is the master planning to go there?"
To say that Wen Fuxiang is also persistent, he has sent a lot of things to Tingfeng Pavilion in recent days.
"Tonight, the king is going to see her."
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(end of this chapter)