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Chapter 392 Should You Keep Your Promise?

Shangguan Ruoli frowned slightly and ordered Ru Hua: "Have a good talk with Yu Lang'er and learn how to play the flute. Have fun. Exchange what you both know. That's good.

, I have a reward.”

Ruhua's eyes lit up, "What do you want to eat for lunch?"

Shangguan Ruoli smiled slightly and said, "Let's eat boiled fish for lunch."

When Ruhua heard that it was a dish she had never eaten before, she immediately became energetic.

Shangguan Ruoli signaled to An Yi, leaving a secret guard to keep an eye on him, taking notes, and keeping an eye on Ruhua.

Yu Lang'er was suddenly frightened. For some reason, he felt a special repulsion towards Ruhua, a handsome man who looked as gentle as jade. He was so repelled that he would rather have been blown up by those people just now.

Shangguan Ruoli had his men lead several Nanyun prisoners out, with smiles on their faces as if they had survived the disaster.

Murong Fenghe, who was at the door, saw their expressions, smiled slightly, and asked Shangguan Ruoli, who came out later: "What kind of evil tricks did you use to torture them again?"

Shangguan Ruoli looked at their backs and said with a smile, "That's a good thing."

Murong Fenghe obviously didn't believe it. He looked into her eyes and said, "Is it time to fulfill your promise?"

Shangguan Ruoli stretched his body and asked, "What promise?"

Murong Fenghe had a look of resentment on his face, "It's about human life, you actually forgot?!"

Shangguan Ruoli looked at Yu Lang'er's pitiful look, and then looked at his expression, feeling it was very inconsistent, and said lightly: "You mean the antidote?"

"And the things you promised to give me." Murong Fenghe was not a loser in business.

"Why are you in a hurry? I'll give you the stuff and the antidote tomorrow." He said and walked towards Dongming Ziyu's yard with his hands behind his back.

Suddenly, a melodious flute sound came.

Shangguan Ruoli paused reflexively. This tune was very familiar to her. The original owner had listened to it since she was a child.

Needless to say, the flute player is Qu Xiaohan.

I just heard that my breathing was a little unstable and weak.

His ribs are broken, why are you playing the flute? It’s weird if it doesn’t hurt!

Shangguan Ruoli walked towards the courtyard where Qu Xiaohan was placed, where Zhang Tiesheng and Zhaodi were also placed.

Murong Fenghe was very curious about the sound of the flute, and felt vaguely uncomfortable, so he followed her like a follower.

Shangguan Ruoli didn't know what he was thinking, so he asked: "How much do you know about Yu Lang'er? What is his position in Yunxia Palace?"

Murong Fenghe's heart tightened, and he said with a chuckle: "Are you interested in that little monster? That's a seductive little thing."

Shangguan Ruoli Fuqian, why are the communications not on the same channel, "Please listen carefully, did you hear my question clearly?"

Murong Feng's falcon-like eyes flashed with a stern look, and he said calmly: "He is the slave girl raised by the Lord Yunxia. She loves him very much and leaves many things to him. In a sense, she is the harem of the Lord Yunxia.

The most favored male concubine in the world."

Shangguan Ruoli nodded slightly and said quietly: "You said that if I hang him out, Lord Yunxia will come to save him?"

Murong Fenghe raised his lips slightly, "I guess so. You are a bit reluctant to part with something you have raised carefully, right?"

Shangguan Ruoli had a plan in mind and showed an evil smile.

Murong Fenghe felt that Lord Yunxia was going to be in trouble, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

Shangguan Ruoli asked again seemingly unintentionally: "Yu Lang'er said that there is a mysterious man behind Shenjun Yunxia, ​​and everything she does is for him. Do you know who that man is?"

Shenjun Yunxia trains puppet soldiers and refines Gu people, which shows that her ambition is not small. Although there are many ambitious women in history, from many aspects, Shenjun Yunxia is not a very smart person.

Murong Fenghe was stunned for a moment, obviously surprised, and said: "I don't know. Apart from going to the Yunxia Palace to maintain and change mechanisms and formations, I usually only live on the mountain opposite the Yunxia Palace. She is also afraid that I know about the Yunxia Palace."

There are too many secrets and you are very wary of me."

Shangguan Ruoli nodded, and while he was talking, he arrived in front of Qu Xiaohan's door, and the sound of the flute became clearer and more beautiful.

She paused in front of the door, turned around and said to Murong Fenghe: "Just stay, there are patients inside, so don't be prepared to go in."

Murong Fenghe looked unhappy, snorted coldly, and walked away, waving his sleeves.

Only then did Shangguan Ruoli push the door open and see Qu Xiaohan lying on the bed playing the jade flute.

Seeing her come in, he put down his flute, looked into her eyes carefully for a moment, then looked her up and down again, and suddenly, he revealed a gentle smile.

Shangguan Ruoli guessed that he recognized her, walked up to him and took off his flute, "You are so seriously injured, what kind of flute do you play?"

Qu Xiaohan's face was pale, but he couldn't hide his handsomeness. He smiled slightly and said, "It's really boring to lie down and look at the beams."

Shangguan Ruoli couldn't get him a TV to watch or a semiconductor to listen to, so he could only say: "Let the attendant read to you."

The attendant hurriedly said: "The little one doesn't know all the characters."

Let him study, it would be better to let him practice Qigong.

Shangguan Ruoli rolled his eyes at him and said, "You should take this opportunity to learn how to read!"

The attendant lowered his head and clasped his fingers and said nothing.

Shangguan Ruoli took his pulse and said, "You are feeling much better, but your arms and ribs are broken. You cannot move around. You must lie down to recover, otherwise there will be sequelae."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Qu Xiaohan's tone was gentle and doting.

The attendant shivered and looked at Shangguan Ruoli with a scrutinizing gaze.

Could it be that the master is interested in this little eunuch?

Even if there is a life-saving grace, you wouldn't commit yourself to a eunuch, right?

In the past few days, he had heard some rumors that the relationship between the young eunuch Mo Xiang and King Xuan was unusual.

But we can't let her seduce the master. The master wants to marry a wife and have children in a serious manner.

Without thinking about it, he coughed lightly and said: "Well, Master, I see that His Royal Highness Prince Xuan loves this father-in-law very much. You should repay the father-in-law for saving his life in other ways. Promises with your body are still considered."

Alright."

"Ahem!" Shangguan Ruoli choked on his own saliva, where was he?

Qu Xiaohan blushed all of a sudden and reprimanded in a dumbfounded voice: "Don't talk nonsense!"

The attendant hurriedly slapped himself in a pretentious manner, "You are talking nonsense, you are talking nonsense, you should be beaten!"

Shangguan Ruoli rolled his eyes speechlessly at the beam, stood up, and said, "I will cook with my own hands at noon and make chicken soup for you."

Due to his injury, he couldn't eat fish or spicy food, so he had to stew a pheasant. After all, Dongming Ziyu had a wound on his neck and lost too much blood, so he needed to be replenished.

Qu Xiaohan smiled, her eyebrows curved, and her face looked much better.

Shangguan Ruo left the house and saw Zhang Tiesheng standing in the yard, looking at Qu Xiaohan's door, obviously waiting for her.

When he saw her coming out, he came up to meet her and asked, "When will the doctor you mentioned come back? It's not good for us to bother you here all the time."

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