6973. Chapter 6973 Two People 3
, The evil king chasing his wife: The good-for-nothing miss! "Your Majesty, General Wang is right. Isn't it absurd for our Majesty to look down on you now?"
"That's right, since I came here, I've been in the room with that Su Luo girl all day long, and I don't know what I'm doing!"
"It was he who said he wanted to kill Su Luo, and now he is the one who protects her, and he is the one who checked us because of Su Luo's pillow scandal! Isn't our Majesty confused?!"
"You guys!" Pu Dashuai seemed to be half-dead from anger, but he was not angry in his heart. Instead, he felt very happy, because this group of people actually expressed his truest thoughts.
He still has great opinions on this majesty.
But in the end, Marshal Pu waved his hands impatiently: "No matter what you think, give me the fuck!"
"But"
"roll!"
A group of generals left in despair
Outside.
"General Luo, please stay."
"General Li took a step to speak."
"General Wang, shall we chat?"
These generals were not puppets on strings, on the contrary, they all had their own ideas, so after leaving General Pu's central tent, these nine generals gathered together unconsciously.
Usually these nine people are not in harmony with each other, and there are many conflicts, but now they have a common object of resistance, and that is the Devil Emperor.
And at this moment, in the central tent.
"Marshal, after the nine generals left, they all gathered in General Wang's camp, and they discussed before leaving until it was time to light the lamps."
Marshal Pu touched his chin, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly. These nine people are interesting, they are so courageous! He usually didn't notice it!
However, thinking of the ongoing counting of troops, General Pu felt extremely depressed!
Your Majesty, Your Majesty, why do you force us like this? How does this benefit you? Coupled with the fact that you don't have expert protection by your side, and your body is broken to a certain extent, do you really want to die like this?
Tonight, doomed sleepless.
And at this moment, the main room of the Marshal's Mansion.
The room of Nangong Liuyun and Su Luo.
Su Luo shouted that she was injured and asked Nangong Liuyun to wash her hair.
Only Su Luo dared to mention this matter, who else would dare to ask Nangong Second Young Master, who is as dignified and graceful as a god, to help him wash his hair? Tired of living crooked?
However, Nangong Liuyun complied.
He let Su Luo lie flat on the soft couch, and he sat behind Su Luo, raised his wide sleeves, and washed his hair full of black hair inch by inch.
Su Luo's hair is really nice, black and shiny, soft and smooth.
After washing her hair, Nangong Liuyun leaned against the head of the bed, while Su Luo lay on her side with her head resting on Nangong Liuyun's lap.
Nangong Liuyun's sword-holding hands were holding a piece of cotton cloth at this moment, gently stroking Su Luo's black hair.
His movements are gentle and gentle, cautious, as if fragile porcelain is in his hands.
It is obvious that the moisture in the hair can be dried with internal force, but it only takes a few seconds, but these two people dawdled for an hour without drying it.
It can be seen from a distance that the room is extremely warm, with a kind of intoxicating tenderness.
The two of them chatted one after another.
Su Luo lay on Nangong Liuyun's lap, with her small face upturned, her beautiful eyes fluttered, "What are we going to do next? Do you have a plan?"
"What do you think?" Nangong Liuyun forced the white muslin cloth wet with his hair dry, and continued to absorb the moisture in the black hair inch by inch.
"You must have a plan, but I don't know what plan you have."