Chapter 3287 Love in Beiliang City: King Leng’s only Favorite Concubine (14)
After saying this, Luo Qingchen remembered something and before the old man responded, she already knew the reason.
Leng Qingfeng has the ability to predict the short-term future, so he knew that someone would come to assassinate her.
"Looking at the girl's expression, it seems that she already knew it without telling me." The old man chuckled and said, "King Leng was worried that the destiny master would encounter something unexpected on the road, so he sent me to protect her."
"But..." Luo Qingchen pursed her lips. Although she still had questions in her heart, she didn't ask them. Instead, she asked another question.
"So what should I call you, senior?"
The other party was stunned for a moment, and then said with a frivolous look: "Unnamed."
…
It’s really...it’s strange that the names the old man has are so strange...
Luo Qingchen didn't say much, but shrugged and said, "Then senior Wuming will go with me next?"
"It stands to reason that this is correct." Wuming said: "But it is also possible that the journey will be smooth and there will be no need to use the old place."
"Then let me borrow the good words from my senior."
After Tongtong left at this moment, Xiaowan also disappeared.
Thinking about it, Xiao Wan is not a fool. Those moments when she was exposed now were tantamount to being exposed.
Besides, she had prepared those poisonous pastries herself, so it was impossible to shirk responsibility.
Luo Qingchen first checked on Rong Mo's cronies who escorted her. Although they had been poisoned by Mongolian sweat medicine, their lives were not in danger.
I always felt that even taking them along would be a hassle, so fortunately I left the Longmen Inn that night and headed to Beiliang with the unknown senior.
Although they didn't communicate too much along the way, they still communicated occasionally.
For example, on this moonlit night, they grilled game while looking at the quiet lake.
"I heard that the king of Yue Kingdom treats you very well, so it seems that it is indeed what the rumors say." Wuming coughed twice and said, "He actually sent his personal bodyguard to protect you on your way to Beiliang."
"Senior Wuming only sees the surface, but not the inside." Luo Qingchen said with a hint of coldness on the corner of his mouth: "Some people put their goodness on the surface, but in fact they have a lot of things in their hearts, and those things have long since let this kind of So-called good becomes a way of taking advantage.”
Wuming was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't fully understand what Luo Qingchen meant. After a long while, he said, "Love in this world is the most elusive thing."
"Senior's tone doesn't mean you don't believe in love?" Luo Qingchen's eyes shimmered, and she suddenly became interested.
To think that after living such a long life and now becoming the national master of Beiliang alone, he must have experienced many stories that are not acceptable to outsiders.
"I never believed in romance." After a long time, a tiny glimmer of light flashed in his eyes as he looked at the bright moon in the sky and said, "So I want to prove that those things don't exist."
What about wind flowers, what about snow and moon, these are just the poet's delusions to put it bluntly.
To be more clear, it should be the hidden desires in the heart.
"So you have proved your life for him?" Luo Qingchen flipped the branches in his hands and handed him the roasted pheasant: "So the final conclusion is the same as you imagined?"
Wuming was stunned for a moment, then took the pheasant from Luo Qingchen's hand. He seemed to hesitate for a second before saying, "Maybe... it's the same."
He didn't know why he hesitated at this moment. Maybe it was because the scent of the pheasant in his hand was too strong, or maybe a certain face under the moonlight was too beautiful.