Chapter 1177

Grandma is the only person in the world who can feel the warmth of her elders. How can Los Angeles handle such a kind and independent old man?! What can grandma's old age hinder Los Angeles? What's so important that Los Angeles can hurt grandma to the point of breaking her spine?!

Just, it's useless to think more. Luo qingluan received a warm smile and replaced it with an expressionless indifference dedicated to the general's house. She pushed open the door.

I'd better ask it myself!

The cool moonlight sprinkles on the exquisite eaves of the door. The cool brilliance is like water and the beauty is as usual.

Los Angeles outside the door was not in the mood to enjoy it. When old lady Luo woke up, he was surprised. All the plans of Los Angeles were hidden from Luo qingluan. Now, if old lady Luo speaks out, his plans will be put into water.

"Bang --!" Luo qingluan opened the door with both hands, and the door opened and closed. The sound of knocking was very loud. In such a gloomy night, it rang through the hearts of everyone.

Not surprisingly, Luo qingluan waited outside the door and didn't leave. Of course he won't leave at ease! Don't you feel uneasy about doing such evil deeds?!

Luo qingluan was waiting with a cold face. Looking at Los Angeles, his face turned white with the naked eye. Los Angeles lips sighed, as if to explain something, but finally it was silent.

In the long silence, neither Luo qingluan nor Los Angeles spoke for a moment.

Dead silence.

Luo qingluan finally gave up at this moment. She and her nominal father have no father daughter friendship at all. Luo qingluan knows that. Luo qingluan had a profound experience of her once indifferent and mean attitude, but she still didn't expect that Los Angeles would be so ruthless.

If the disappointment can be divided into two levels, and the disappointment of relatives can be weighted, then Luo qingluan's disappointment in Los Angeles can be said to have reached infinity.

"Father, is there anything you want to tell me?" Luo qingluan's tone was not fierce, even gentle. She said slowly in a tone she had never used to Los Angeles.

Los Angeles was shocked and pretended to smile to escape Luo qingluan's eyes. He said humbly, "princess, what do you want to say for your father?"

At this time, he began to call himself "father".

Luo qingluan even began to smile, although the smile was cool. She tilted her head, a little curious and witty, and said with a smile, "father, don't you know?"

Los Angeles was so cold with her smile that he couldn't help taking a half step back. He held on to his desire to continue to retreat, cleared his throat and said, "if the princess asks the old lady, my father can say that I have a clear conscience."

His strong chest was ridiculous in Luo qingluan's eyes. Luo qingluan did laugh. She laughed and even burst into tears.

Hongyu in the house looked anxiously in the direction of Luo qingluan, and Los Angeles outside only felt creepy.

He and Luo qingluan have been secretly tit for tat for not a year and a half. All kinds of sweet words and swords have also been said to deal with Luo qingluan's ridicule, ridicule and even contempt. Los Angeles is familiar with the road.

But now Luo qingluan's unreasonable performance only makes Los Angeles absolutely at a loss. Ignorant things are the most terrible. Los Angeles has this experience. Luo qingluan is a person who can be cruel, and Los Angeles knows it.

So he was scared to death.

"Wang, princess, what does that mean?" The city of Los Angeles repressed the shudder of its teeth and looked warily at Luo qingluan, who was laughing up to the sky.

Luo qingluan gradually stopped smiling. She pointed to the water droplets in the corners of her eyes. There was no superfluous emotion in her behavior. Luo qingluan raised her eyelashes and stared at Los Angeles: "my father thinks, what do I mean?"

"Father... How can I know..." Los Angeles tried to avoid Luo qingluan's fierce eyes.

"Well, I dare to ask my father," Luo qingluan approached Los Angeles without footsteps. She looked down at Los Angeles and bowed down. After a moment of silence, her voice sounded like a crack in Los Angeles's ear. She shouted, "grandma was treated like her father for no reason. Do you dare to ask if her father agreed?"

The last sentence was like she chewed it up and spit it out one by one. The meaning of it was clearly felt in Los Angeles, which was hate. Luo qingluan has never put her hatred for Los Angeles so obvious.

"I... how to treat the old lady..." Los Angeles is not confident enough, but he still wants to die. He doesn't dare to see Luo qingluan, but sticks his neck to the ground.

Luo qingluan completely lost her patience. She restrained all her expressions and looked at Los Angeles coldly. She said, "I only ask you once. Why did you hurt grandma's leg so much?"

She was finally too lazy to disguise and didn't want to call Los Angeles "father". Her face was full of indifference, which clearly indicated that this was her last patience. It's up to you to say whether or not.

Los Angeles hesitated and decided to change the topic. He put on his father's airs, stuck his neck and said, "princess, is this questioning your father?"

Luo qingluan's eyes were complex: "otherwise, why do you think I waste time here with you?"

Los Angeles was choked by her, and she choked in an awkward place.

"I'm asking you, why did you push your grandmother?" Luo qingluan said in a dangerous tone, "where did she offend her father? At an old age, my grandmother has been sick and plagued these days. How can the general bear it and lay such a heavy hand?"

Facing Luo qingluan's question, Los Angeles was completely flustered. Luo qingluan's words clearly showed that she already knew the truth. Los Angeles doesn't care about investigating Hongyu's betrayal. At this time, facing Luo qingluan with full edge, he only cares about sweating.

After admitting it, no matter how it is divided, Los Angeles expects no good end, and it's better to decide to change the topic. He hardened his head and shouted, "although the princess has a noble status, this attitude towards her father is not appropriate. No matter how incompetent a father is, she is also your father. The princess can be big or small, regardless of etiquette and inferiority?!"

Luo qingluan's face showed that novel look with a little exploration. She was innocent on her face, but her words were merciless: "general Luo, do you always think that I will worry about your father and daughter?"

Los Angeles looks ugly.

He didn't expect Luo qingluan to end it so directly. Isn't this equal to beating him in the face?!

"If I had scruples, I wouldn't talk to the general like this." Luo qingluan clearly wanted to make things ugly. Her tone could no longer be sarcastic. "Besides, where does the general get self-confidence? I think if you move out of the four words of father daughter love, I will give you three points of love?! ha!"

Los Angeles's face seemed to want to find a crack to get in. The Hongyu in the hall heard clearly, but she only took a handkerchief to wipe the sweat for the old lady Luo. She hung her eyelids and didn't know what she was thinking.

"If it weren't for grandma's sake, the general thought Ben and I would care about this relationship with the general's house?" Luo qingluan walked around without leaving any face to Los Angeles. She suddenly hummed coldly and pointed to the direction of the hall with one hand, "even compared with Hongyu, her father is not as good as!!"

Luo qingluan said that Los Angeles is not as good as Hongyu. It can be said that it is very heartbreaking. In the end, they can't compare with an outsider. It's funny, too.

No matter how ugly the face of Los Angeles was, Luo qingluan began to ask aggressively: "Hongyu is like my friend. He can still say some confidants. Has his father had more than half of his real care since he was born?"

"In the general's house, the years are long, but I only feel that this is a prison. If my father really has a clear conscience, he shouldn't dare to look me in the eyes at the moment!"

"Grandma ho Koo, just because she argued with her father, would be pushed by her own son until her spine was broken!"

"I dare to ask my father, is wealth and power more important in my father's eyes, or is the well-being and happiness of your relatives more important?! how selfish are you to put the lives and well-being of your family behind you, just to pursue your own happiness?!"

This forced question hit the head and face of Los Angeles. Luo qingluan obviously didn't leave him any face. He told him to turn his face innocent, red and black. Finally, his face was green, and his anger finally burned.

"Princess! Is that how you accuse your father?! a righteous man, who is not filial, loyal and trustworthy. The princess has such sharp words, and what is the qualification to blame others?!" Los Angeles ruthlessly raised his head and said, "I'm going to go to your majesty Gao. The princess is noble, but someone can manage the princess?"

Luo qingluan looked coldly at the outbreak of anger in Los Angeles. His face was indifferent, but he didn't give a word: "please. General, you can see which side your majesty thinks is reasonable. Don't talk about the private relationship between the prince and your majesty, but it makes sense. Even a discerning people can see who is right and who is wrong."

Nangong Qing, the emperor of Western Chu, once had a good impression on Luo qingluan. He became friends behind him and trusted each other. Nalan night, the king of Chu, was the God of war of the Western Chu. Not long ago, he helped the Western Chu to surrender the state of Dongwan. It was the existence of a God in the hearts of the people.

These two are the biggest backers of Luo qingluan. It was Luo qingluan himself, Princess Luo qingluan of Chu, the wonderful hand of rejuvenation with both medicine and poison, who also made great efforts when collecting Dongwan, and always appeared together with the king of Chu, which had long established a great image in the hearts of the people of Western Chu.

What can Los Angeles do against Luo qingluan? With their power and prestige alone, Los Angeles is no different from hitting a stone with an egg. After figuring out this stubble, Los Angeles wilted again, and the anger just disappeared as if soaked in ice.

Although Luo qingluan doesn't care much about his father, he has lived together day and night for several years. Luo qingluan claims to be familiar with the look of Los Angeles. Looking at his appearance of frost flowers and fallen leaves, Luo qingluan knew that Los Angeles did not dare to resist.

Just as it happens, Luo qingluan's purpose is not to arouse the regret of Los Angeles. For this person in Los Angeles, his selfish desire is too great. It doesn't make sense. Luo qingluan no longer has the hope of making him regret.

What matters now is the people behind Los Angeles.