Chapter 1181

"Qingluan needs some more soup. I think the cook's cuixian soup is good this time." Nalan night took an empty bowl and gently suggested Luo qingluan.

Luo qingluan was not able to support at this time. She felt that her belly protruded for a circle. In order not to feel uncomfortable, she could only push away Nalan night's hand, looked serious and said, "Nalan night, I have something to tell you."

"Hmm? What's up?" Nalan night regretfully put down the bowl in his hand, "does qingluan really want to eat some?"

"No!" Luo qingluan waved his hand in a hurry. Isn't Nalan night really the rhythm of trying to feed her into a fat man?!

Nalan night glanced at her with the eyes of "qingluan is insincere", and then obediently turned the topic away from Luo qingluan's will: "what is qingluan going to say?"

"I went to the general's house today and found that my grandmother's injury was actually caused by Los Angeles." Luo qingluan raised his face, and his eyes were a little complicated.

Nalan night was also a cold, uncertain and repeated: "you mean that Los Angeles hurt old lady Luo?"

"That's right."

"... how?" Nalan night hesitated, "although this man in Los Angeles can't bear the heavy task, he won't start on his mother."

Luo qingluan was full of sadness: "I didn't expect that Los Angeles would lay such a heavy hand on grandma, just because grandma broke his plot."

Nalan night had a hunch that the matter was not small, and asked in a deep voice, "what conspiracy has qingluan found?"

"Nalan night, can you believe it? My father, general Luo of the Western Chu, is reselling his own weapons to the southern Wei Dynasty..." Luo qingluan smiled with self mockery. She didn't know who she was denying. Her low head shook twice slowly.

Nalan night was sensitive to Luo qingluan's depression. He stretched out his long arm and took his daughter-in-law in his arms. He comforted: "qingluan, it's not your fault. Los Angeles... Would do such a thing."

Even Naran night is full of words, and Los Angeles is also a talent. Just ask, in today's world, which country's general will resell weapons?! I'm afraid it's reasonable for everyone to know the major events of the state of war!

But Los Angeles has done such things, and this stall, no accident, still needs Luo qingluan and Nalan night to solve.

"This father never cared for me beyond my expectation, but this time, it really made me expect the end..." the sadness in Luo qingluan's words was about to flow out, and the air in the contaminated hall trembled slightly.

Nalan night's heart tightened, hugged her and said, "it doesn't matter. The general's house doesn't deserve to be called your home. Your home is in the king's house of Chu. If the king is here, you have a home."

Luo qingluan smiled. She moved her throat twice before taking back all her grievances. There's no way. She can't be tough in front of Nalan night.

"There's also the Oriental racecourse." Luo qingluan tidied up her emotions and was ready to explain what had happened to Nalan night.

Before and after Nalan night heard her finish, her face was a little complicated for a moment, and her frown gradually deepened. Finally, she despised the light "tut" and said, "reselling ordnance, southern Wei Dynasty, even the Oriental Racecourse?"

"Yes, the person behind the scenes has a long hand." Luo qingluan sighed.

"If this matter is exposed to the public, qingluan is afraid to be adversely affected." Nalan night's first consideration was Luo qingluan's safety and reputation. He looked at Luo qingluan anxiously and looked attentively, "once the incident happens, first your reputation is damaged, the people's trust in the imperial court will be reduced, and finally linked, and the whole western Chu will be shocked."

Luo qingluan knew his worry and said directly, "you just do it, don't worry about me."

My daughter-in-law is so sensible.

Nalan night smiled and said, "the king will send Yuan Xing and Yong'an to talk about the trend of Los Angeles and find out what step their plan has taken. Only in this way can we start. The king will try his best to eliminate the impact of this matter on qingluan."

"OK." Luo qingluan promised.

"Qingluan, you have a rest first. I'll go out for a while. It's better to do it early." Nalan night looked at Luo qingluan lying down and tucked in her quilt horn. Then he gently smiled and said, "the king will come back in a minute."

During the trip to the general's house, Luo qingluan's old scars were scratched again. Nalan night knew that qingluan would be more secure only when he stayed by his side, so he made a promise.

Luo qingluan replied, "OK."

Luo qingluan was the only one left in the hall. Although she was physically and mentally tired, she couldn't sleep. Staring at the top of the tent with sour eyes, Luo qingluan was distracted and thought about something.

If it happens, it is not easy to bear the responsibility for reselling ordnance.

For Los Angeles, Luo qingluan naturally has no feelings. What she said at the general's house was serious, and she was extremely disappointed with her father, who was worthy of the name.

Luo qingluan cares about the Luo family, not the general's house. Luo's family, in the end, is her mother's family. There are her beloved grandmother, Mrs. Hongyu who is like a friend and a servant, and her two-year-old brother. These people are innocent.

Luo qingluan wants to protect them.

If things are exposed, the first thing Nalan night wants to keep is definitely Luo qingluan and Luo family, who may be abandoned.

Luo qingluan doesn't want to compensate the people she doesn't want to sacrifice because of the fault of one person in Los Angeles. Since Nalan night has sent someone to inquire about the news in Los Angeles, Luo qingluan has to find another way and start from another aspect. In short, she can't let the innocent Luo family bury alone in Los Angeles.

Soon after, Nalan night returned as expected. Looking at Luo qingluan with wide eyes, he couldn't help laughing and said, "why, can't qingluan sleep without the company of the king? Hmm? Is it so sticky?"

If on weekdays, Luo qingluan must have flashed a white eye and snorted with disdain. This time, however, Luo qingluan, who was lying on the couch, looked at him with bright eyes. After a long time, he actually answered, "well."

Nalan stayed at night and forgot how to react.

Luo qingluan smiled: "Nalan night, you must be tired too. Have a rest quickly."

King Chu's residence.

After a night's rest, Luo qingluan regained her energy and opened her eyes. Vaguely, she remembered her decision last night, so she turned around and looked around.

Nalan night had gone out, and the side of his couch was already cool.

Recently, they have been very busy. In addition to sleeping together at night, there is little time to stay together when awake. Even Nalan Changyi rarely meets.

Thinking of her son, Luo qingluan suddenly missed him. After washing, she went to Nalan Changyi's room and planned to have a look at her son before arranging things.

Nalan Changyi got up earlier than her. At the moment, he was in his little study, holding a stroke of Zhenghuan. Luo qingluan is a little ashamed. Nalan is used to it at night. Now as long as she has nothing to do, she will wake up naturally. Not as good as two-year-old Nalan Changyi, Luo qingluan coughed twice and walked into the small study.

Nalan Changyi looked up and saw Luo qingluan. He was so happy that he was about to stop writing to meet her. Luo qingluan put on a hug posture, but he saw the little guy stop in place and stared at the messy rice paper painted on the table.

Luo qingluan laughed: "Changyi, come here, what are you doing?"

"No." Nalan Changyi shook his head pretending to be an old man. His small face was full of seriousness. "Changyi is not a child anymore. He can't always be held by his mother."

"Who said, in the eyes of his mother, Changyi will always be a child." Luo qingluan approached a few steps and reached out to touch Nalan Changyi's head. The child's hair was soft and silky. Luo qingluan couldn't help but touch two more.

Nalan Changyi looked up and said seriously, "Mom, please don't touch Changyi's head more in the future. Changyi has grown up."

"Huh?" The son suddenly stopped sticking. Luo qingluan was a little lost. "Why, my mother likes to touch Changyi's head."

"Changyi also likes to be touched by her mother. Her mother's hands are so gentle... But the father said that sticky children won't be loved by her mother..." Nalan Changyi said intermittently.

But Luo qingluan still heard clearly. After all, Nalan Changyi was still young. No matter who was born a child prodigy, he could not read the tricks in the adult's stomach. His son was deceived by his father king. Nalan was jealous at night, but he was so crazy that he didn't distinguish between gods and demons. Even his own son wouldn't let go.

"Don't listen to your father's nonsense." Luo qingluan looked at Nalan Changyi's eyes. "He lied to you. Changyi is so excellent. My mother always likes Changyi."

"Really?" Nalan Changyi's eyes were bright, as if filled with the whole starry sky, and his face looked eagerly at Luo qingluan.

Luo qingluan said with a smile, "of course... Is this the painting of Changyi?"

Nalan Changyi nodded his head: "well, Changyi is painting father and mother."

Er... Luo qingluan knew that his son was drawing them. If he didn't make it clear, there were a mass of black on the paper, countless lines and circles, and a large black area. He couldn't see what it was.

"Changyi continues to work hard. Her mother wants to go out and come back to play with you in the evening, okay?" Luo qingluan still praised a few words, squatted down and kept a high level with Nalan, laughing Yan Yan.

Nalan Changyi began to aggrieve his face: "my mother and father have been so busy recently..."

A burst of guilt rushed to his heart. Luo qingluan pinched Nalan Changyi's face: "when this time has passed, the three of us can live together freely. Changyi, don't be unhappy, okay?"

Nalan nodded gracefully.

Luo qingluan smiled and left Nalan Changyi's small study. She only felt that her fatigue was swept away. She raised her mouth slightly in the face of the sun.

Yuan Xing took Luo qingluan's order and went out of the king's house of Chu with her. The low-key and luxurious carriage didn't stop until it came to the door of the general's house.

Luo qingluan, supported by the little servant girl at hand, directly entered the gate of the general's house and ran to old lady Luo's yard.

Coincidentally, Hongyu is now in Mrs. Luo's yard and is taking medicine for Mrs. Luo. Seeing Luo qingluan, Hong Yu bowed in surprise.