Chapter 241

Luo qingluan was busy matching Su Yi and Nangong Qing. She didn't pay attention to Nalan night for a long time. Moreover, the crisis in North Vietnam was temporarily lifted. She didn't have to worry about what moths Bai Yixuan would get out. She also wholeheartedly tried to help Nangong Qing. In her spare time, she thought about the little prince just born after the king.

Now that she was free again, she felt something wrong with Nalan night.

Although Nalan night was good for Luo qingluan, it had never been so boring, let alone interested in cooking for her in person. Today's Nalan night is still very gentle, even with a trace of reluctance, but it gives Luo qingluan a different feeling.

He stared at him for a while, but Nalan night didn't say anything. Instead, he looked at her with a smile: "qingluan, look at you, don't you just have a meal? What's wrong? I'm not used to you?"

Indeed, there were some things he wanted to tell her, but seeing her so sensitive, he didn't want to say any more.

I'm afraid she's worried, afraid she won't give up, and afraid she'll make trouble in front of the Western Chu Emperor... However, what Nalan night is more afraid of is that Luo qingluan doesn't worry and doesn't give up. He doesn't have any opinions about him, so he doesn't take it to heart and let him volunteer.

The mood was so complicated that Nalan night suddenly didn't want to say it. At this moment, he didn't want to hear the answer he didn't like, especially from Luo qingluan. This mood of worrying about gain and loss has never been, and Nalan night knows that this mood is not suitable, he must control it.

Maybe things will turn around in a while? Then you won't have to worry.

Gradually let himself relax. Nalan night's smile and indifference seemed to make Luo qingluan uncertain. There was nothing different in his eyes. He still looked at her with a trace of love and tenderness. He was like a man who deeply loved his woman and couldn't see half a drift.

"Really?" Luo qingluan didn't feel confused. Did he really feel wrong, "you didn't lie to me?"

"What's the advantage of lying to you?"

Nalan night said as he filled another bowl of soup, cooled it gently and put it in front of Luo qingluan: "try it. The bamboo fungus black chicken soup has been boiled for three hours. It's very good."

Then he filled himself with a bowl and drank it slowly.

He couldn't see anything. Nalan didn't say it at night. Luo qingluan could only guess and turn his mind to the delicious food in front of him. I have to say that Nalan night's craftsmanship is really good and completely out of tune with his identity. If he hadn't shown his skill today, Luo qingluan would never have thought that his cooking was so clever.

After drinking a mouthful of soup, Luo qingluan had completely stopped thinking about what had just happened and was only interested in Nalan night's craft. Gently stirred with a spoon, she blinked, her eyes flickered: "Nalan night, you can cook and cook so delicious. Why didn't you tell me before?"

"What's there to say?" Nalan smiled at night. He still kept chopsticks, but basically put vegetables in Luo qingluan's bowl. "If you like it, I'll make it for you when I'm free, okay?"

"Good is good, but..."

Luo qingluan's lips were hooked, his smiling eyes narrowed into a seam, tilted his head and joked: "you're not afraid to spread it. The king of Chu actually cooks and is known as a joke? Even if cooking is not a woman's business, it should be done by a servant. When will it be your turn?"

There seemed to be a soft light blooming in the pupil, mixed with clear eyes, like a touch of sunshine. Nalan night smiled slightly, but his tone was full of irrefutable momentum and said, "what do you want to do with others?"

"Yeah! So overbearing, Nalan night, I like it." Moved by the affirmative words without hesitation, Luo qingluan smiled and felt that the whole heart was like fermenting, expanding and the whole person was about to fly.

Is it such a feeling to be loved by someone? He is really getting better and better for her, so good that she feels a little incredible. No matter what she does, he won't be angry. In addition to support, he is sure. If she can marry him, I'm afraid all the women in Western Chu envy, envy and hate her, right?

Full of emotion, Luo qingluan had a big appetite after a meal for a long time. Nalan night also accompanied her to eat. Although there were many kinds of dishes on the table, they were exquisite. They ate seven or eight, and then they put down their chopsticks with satisfaction.

"I'm so full." Luo qingluan patted his stomach and stretched his waist lazily.

"Why, do you want to sleep when you're full?" Nalan looked at her softly at night.

"No, just eat and sleep. Isn't it going to be a pig?" Luo qingluan got up, went to the side and opened the window. At this time, the sky was a little dark. The sky was like black velvet, and the bright moon hung high like a shining gem, sprinkling a layer of silver in the garden.

When the night wind blew, Luo qingluan not only didn't feel cold, but was very comfortable. She turned to look at Nalan night and said, "how about going to the garden? It's just time to eat."

There was no answer, but Nalan night also stood up and silently agreed with Luo qingluan's proposal.

"What's easy to walk in the garden? You're not tired of watching it every day." Nalan went to the garden at night. Luo qingluan followed him out, stood behind him and said, "where are you going?"

It's getting dark. Does he still want to go out?

Suddenly, a powerful hand stretched out and held it around Luo qingluan's waist. He only heard Nalan night's voice in his ear: "you'll know when you go." Before the words fell, she suddenly felt that her feet were empty and the whole person had been lifted up by him. Suddenly, the cool wind blowing in the face, the fragrance of flowers was intoxicating, cool and leisurely. Luo qingluan was like a bird. He saw the buildings under him flying past his eyes.

Her heart just jumped and she soon calmed down.

It was Nalan night holding her. She was not afraid at all. Instead, she felt that it was very good to walk against the wind. She opened her eyes and kept looking around. For a while, she looked at the bright moon in the sky, and for a while, she looked at everything around her. She flew like a wind and lightning, and was light like a civet cat without a sound.

Luo qingluan enjoyed it very much, which was quite different from the feeling of flying in his previous life.

"Nalan night, how long have you practiced lightness skills?"

His speed is very fast, and his feet are a little. Even if he holds her for dozens of kilograms, he is as light as nothing. His face was blown by the wind, and his waist was firmly held by him. It seemed that there was a magical power to attract her to him, and there was no danger of falling.

"Guess?" Nalan night didn't answer directly. He seemed to be in a good mood and asked a rhetorical question.

Looking up, Luo qingluan saw Nalan's well-defined side face in the night. His white face was like a clear glow in the moonlight, and he was as handsome as heaven and man. She turned her eyes, thought about it and said with a smile, "I guess? At least five years? Five years ago, you didn't happen to be with North Vietnam... Hey, it seems wrong."

Then I remembered that Nalan night was leading the army to fight against North Vietnam five years ago. How could he have spare time to practice lightness skills? That must be something more old. She hurriedly corrected: "it should be earlier, shouldn't it? Ten years ago? Didn't she say that the younger you are, the better it is to practice martial arts?"

"Nalan night, did you practice martial arts when you were three or five years old? Xin is not hard? Otherwise, why are you so good at martial arts and lightness? Who is your master? Why have I never heard of you?"

Listening to the chatter and all kinds of speculation, Nalan night only felt that the little woman she was holding was very curious and full of speculation about his past. He couldn't help being intimate with her face. He looked straight ahead and said, "twenty one years."

"Twenty one years? What twenty-one..." Luo qingluan heard him say this suddenly. At first, he didn't react. Later, he suddenly said, "ah, you said you have practiced martial arts for twenty-one years. My God, for so long?"

No wonder! No wonder it's so powerful!

If Nalan night had not practiced martial arts since childhood and had excellent talent, how could he have made great achievements in war and had such power at a young age? All he has now is hard work. He fought his life and bled and sweated to have what he has today.

In particular, the war five years ago completely established the name of Nalan night's God of war. It is not only famous in the Western Chu state, but also in North Vietnam, especially Hanson. When you hear Nalan night's name, you either hate or hate it. You can imagine Nalan night's means in those years.

It's just... Once a general's success is achieved, his bones wither. Nalan night doesn't want to fight, let alone bleed, but he has to. Luo qingluan suddenly became curious about the war five years ago. He didn't know how Nalan night came over. Those dead paoze brothers, comrades in arms and subordinates will never come back

"Nalan night, five years ago, you led troops against North Vietnam. Was it very dangerous and many people died?" Luo qingluan asked softly, with a trace of pity in her heart.

Only the whistling wind slowed down, but Nalan night didn't answer immediately, but stopped in a house with her. The night was heavy and everything was quiet. From the direction they stood, they could see the city gate from a distance. The torches on the head of the city were scattered like beans and moved slowly. The soldiers patrolling the city were walking with torches, looking lonely and deep.

Suddenly a word seemed to bring Nalan night back five years ago.

It seemed that countless voices flashed in front of him. There was a shocking fight near his ears. He gently closed his eyes and opened them a moment later. He had recovered his Qingming. Moving his hand around Luo qingluan's waist, he said in a low voice: "you don't want to know. War has always been bloody and cruel. Qingluan, I don't want you to witness this, let alone put you in danger. As long as you are happy, it's enough."

That's why he didn't want to tell her. Although he was afraid he couldn't hide it for long, he could delay it for a few days, even a few days.

"Don't think about that. Look ahead. We're going out of town soon." Nalan's night talk front turned and motioned Luo qingluan to look ahead: "will you know where I'm taking you?"

Out of town? Or this time?

Luo qingluan was a little strange and suddenly remembered something.

I remember not long after she and Nalan met, one night, he took her out of the city from the general's house? That night, she tried all kinds of tricks and means on him, and finally tricked him into eating the delicious but seeping centipede... Is it difficult to revisit the hometown tonight? Nalan had a whim and wanted to eat a big meal again?