Chapter 122

Although he is usually very kind, but that does not take human life as one thing mentality, still inadvertently in his action show.

"Come on," Song Ci called out without looking at the man.

"What is your Majesty's order?" Asked the bearer.

"Throw this man out and pick his wrist," Song Ci ordered coldly, in a calm tone.

Zhou ruo'an's eyes quickly across a trace, she was surprised to see Song Ci, for a long time did not speak.

It seems that he felt Zhou ruo'an's eyes. Song Ci pulled the corners of his mouth with some difficulty, but his expression became more ferocious.

That person leng Leng's looking at him, wait until return to mind, then can't help but howl loudly.

All of Zhou ruo'an's emotions disappeared in this person's crying. She rolled her eyes and sat quietly back to her original position.

Because she knew Song Ci would handle it.

In fact, Song Ci couldn't help thinking of his failure when he heard his voice.

He drooped his eyelids and his teeth were dazzling white under the light.

"Didn't you hear me?" Song Ci asked softly, but let the guard who was standing in the same place excite and react immediately.

"I understand," the man said in a low voice. He walked to the crying man and picked him up like a chicken.

Feel their own suspension, the person leng for a while, after the reaction is a louder cry.

"Your Highness, I'm wrong. I'm willing to make weapons for the princess!"

"I can't do without hands. Your highness, please spare my life."

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Hearing this, Song Ci didn't have to give any orders. The guard raised his hand to cover the man's mouth and turned to go out.

Seeing the two figures disappear in front of him, Zhou ruo'an looks at Song Ci and asks, "don't you think you are too cruel?"

"I just picked a pair of his wrists. What's the cruelty," Song Ci said, looking at Zhou ruo'an's eyes with unnatural evasion.

But soon, he adjusted his mind and said in a low voice with some chagrin, "I didn't investigate that person's mind at the beginning, it was my negligence."

Zhou ruo'an looked at the person who sincerely apologized to him in front of him. He couldn't help thinking of the way he had casually abandoned his hands. His expression was complicated for a moment.

"No harm," Zhou ruo'an waved his hand and murmured in a low voice, "let's call it a day."

With that, she would turn around and leave, leaving no time for Song Ci to react.

Looking at Zhou ruo'an's figure quickly disappearing in front of him, Song Ci chased him two steps, but thinking about what he had done today, he slowly stopped.

Song Ci's eyes quickly across a little irritable, can't help but low scold a sentence.

Out of the range of Zhuangyuan building, Zhou ruo'an breathed out a long breath.

She turned to look at the magnificent decoration, and then turned away without hesitation.

She still likes the fly restaurant hidden in the alley. Maybe the decoration is not as luxurious as here, but it suits her best.

Zhou ruo'an took two steps and slowly stopped.

"Are you waiting for me?" Zhou ruo'an asked softly.

She didn't find that her tight body relaxed slowly when she saw the person in front of her, and she didn't recognize the coquetry and joy she brought when she spoke.

Standing in front of the man nodded, slowly approached, the eyes of the smile dotted, as if the summer lakeside most bright light and shadow.

"I'm waiting for you," he said softly with a smile.

Zhou ruo'an looked at him with a smile and said nothing.

Lin stood alone in the shade of the tree, looking at the couple in front of him with a smile. He was handsome and beautiful.

Feeling the other side's aggressive eyes, Zhou ruo'an moved his eyes uncomfortably.

She quietly stepped back and asked with a smile, "what can I do for you?"

Ling Tianwang shakes his head and finally remembers the person who has been forgotten for a long time.

"Don't you want a good weapon?" Ling Tianwang said with a smile, "I'll send someone to you now."

Because of the psychological shadow left by the previous person to Zhou ruo'an, she couldn't help frowning when she heard this.

"Master of weapons?" Zhou ruo'an's line of sight swept little by little on old Lin's body, some suspicious places repeated.

"Nice to meet you," he said softly, looking at her with a smile.

Because of the attitude of the other side, Zhou ruo'an could not do that.

She pursed her lips and said nothing more.

Ling Tianwang gently shook his head, pretended to see nothing and said, "Mr. Lin is the first master of weapons in this dynasty. He should be able to make the weapons you like."Zhou ruo'an was delighted and looked at the unspeakable surprise in old Lin's eyes.

"What kind of weapon do you like?" Lin asked softly.

"I like daggers!" Zhou ruo'an opened his mouth cleanly.

Lin's eyes quickly across a trace of accident, his things now Zhou ruo'an fingers swept by, kind-hearted said, "although the dagger is simple, but not easy to grasp."

He didn't see the cocoon of training in Zhou ruo'an's hand. Because of this, he only thought that the other side wanted a weapon for self-defense.

"I know," Zhou ruo'an said in a low voice. Although she could feel each other's kindness, she didn't mean to listen.

Lin old some helpless looked at him, gently shook his head, no longer say anything.

"Since you are determined, I don't want to say anything more," Mr. Lin said softly. "Tell me about your habit of using weapons and whether you have any special hobbies."

"You don't need luxury," Zhou said softly. "If you can be sharper, it's better."

"Only these requirements?" Old Lin picked his eyebrows and thought that Zhou ruo'an was just a hobby.

Looking at each other's nodding, Mr. Lin nodded a little and said, "I'll go back and draw some weapons. You can see which one you like."

I didn't expect that it was settled in a few words, even in the noisy street.

Zhou ruo'an hesitated for a long time and asked in a low voice, "why do you agree to build weapons for me?"

Because of the people standing beside Lin, Zhou ruo'an believed that he was really capable, but it was because of this that she was extremely surprised.

Old Lin took a look at her, and his expression was more puzzled than her.

"Why don't I agree?" Lin asked, "I think you're pretty. Don't allow you a weapon. It's just a picture."