The old helmsman took a breath and looked at her with a slightly strange look: "Miss Ling?"

"If my brother doesn't dare or thinks it's inappropriate, then I'll go there alone..."

Don't dare?!

The old helmsman's eyes narrowed in an instant—

She must have known something she said!

"I can't get close to the girl if I want to talk... Why not wait for the girl here!"

He paused quietly and winked at the guards around him.

Some guards' expressions changed uncontrollably—

What does this mean?

They are not in the same group?

Why are you still winking at them?

But this look is used, what does it mean?

Let them stay here and stop following?

But the queen has an order to keep up!

If you don’t keep up and the queen finds out in the future, how can you explain it?

For a moment, everyone had different thoughts.

But Ling Luoyu didn't have time to wait for them to think too much, and kept walking towards the old man who was watering the flowers.

The guards did not guess the old helmsman's eyes. After hesitating for a while, they followed.

The old helmsman couldn't help but shook his head, sighed, but said nothing.

Although the footsteps behind him were moving and the figures were shaking, the old man who was watering the flowers seemed to have heard nothing or seen nothing, and was still doing his own things quickly.

In the hall, Feng Chenglin, who had been paying attention to Ling Luoyu, couldn't help but get up, held the teacup, and walked to the door of the hall quietly.

"Who is this old man?"

"who?"

Takusa was talking to Matcha, and he couldn't help but look up and respond casually when he heard this.

"Who is this person?"

Feng Chenglin smelled some dangerous breath—

What stood behind me was the "big figure" of this storm.

Putting aside these, he still did his own way as he looked at the soldiers surrounding him.

If this kind of person who collapses in front of Mount Tai and does not change his expression, he will have a great mind.

It seems that this person is definitely the former!

"He?" Takuang paused slightly, shook his head astonished: "I don't know that there is a gardener of such an age in the palace... The people who work here are sixty who can only help in front of the woodshed stove and take care of flowers and plants. They are also young men or young wives, so how can they be so old..."

He paused and saw Ling Luoyu and the old helmsman.

"He...is he something wrong?"

Otherwise, Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin would not have been so concerned.

When Matcha heard the movement, he came over. Several people looked at Ling Luoyu nervously.

"Click!"

A soldier who was alert to Ling Luoyu and walked backward accidentally retreated into the flowers.

I didn't check my feet and broke a flower branch.

The old man who was watering the flowers suddenly stopped and slowly looked back.

Ling Luoyu's eyes suddenly sank-

Killing intention!

At this moment, the old man's body was filled with murderous intent.

Her eyes were slightly swept, and she looked at the soldier with sympathy.

The soldier felt guilty when he was seen and swallowed his saliva: "Look... what do I see?"

Ling Luoyu raised his eyebrows and sighed quietly, but he didn't say anything. He just glanced at the old man who watered the flowers.

The soldier turned her gaze and saw the old man, and his facial features were thrusting.

"Where did you come from, old guy? Can't you see anything tonight? You're still watering flowers here... Get out of here, are you waiting for me to beat you to death and make you fat!?"
Chapter completed!