Thousand Face Demonic Concubine Chapter 117: Resurrected from the dead

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I don't know how long it has passed, and time seems to stand still.

An even sound of breathing came from beside him, Feng Yege turned his face sideways and looked at Lou Qingwu's closed eyes. After relaxing, Lou Qingwu appeared extraordinarily quiet. He couldn't help turning sideways, propped his head with one hand, raised his hand and brushed away the wind-blown strands of blue silk on her face, gently hooked her ears, and inadvertently slid her fingertips across her face and skin. The slipperiness that came from the moment made Feng Yege's slightly constricted phoenix eyes lightly narrowed.

The fingertips moved slightly, and finally landed on her blushing lips, and the fingertips stroked gently.

Finally, with a silent sigh, he withdrew his hand.

Looking at it quietly, not long afterwards, she stood up, bent over and hugged Lou Qingwu, a few slouch, and soon her stubborn figure disappeared into the night sky.

Feng Yege quietly put Lou Qingwu back on the bed in the room before turning to leave.

Land Bai and Qianmian saw him come out, and hurriedly gathered around, whispering: "Night King, how is the lord?"

"It's okay."

"The Night King still has a way."

Lan Bai patted her chest and felt relieved. Earlier, the host's expression went out, and she and Qianmian jumped greatly. They thought something was wrong, but they only knew that until they saw the scene. Madam Nine may have something to do with the master, but don't understand why the master saw such a complicated expression on the portrait?

Fortunately, the master came back safe and sound.

Feng Yege looked back at Lou Qingwu's room, "If you have anything to do in the future, please tell me at any time."

Lan Bai: "Yes!"

The movements outside the room gradually became quiet. Lou Qingwu, who was already asleep in the room, slowly opened his eyes, her eyes were so clear and sober, there was no half of sleep.

She didn't know what she thought of, she raised her hand, her fingertips on her lips, dazed.

For a long while, complex emotions flowed quietly under my eyes.

Finally she recovered her calm, rolled over, closed her eyes again, wondering what she was thinking.

The next day, when Lou Qingwu walked out of the room, she just opened the door and met Lan Bai's face.

She took a step back, "Lanbai, what are you doing here?"

Lanbai pitifully put her head against the door frame and pointed her finger at her dark eye circle, "Master, where did you go with the Night King last night, I'm still curious all night." She has been following the master since , I also saw the night king one or two sides, then how did the night king know where the master went when he was in a bad mood? She didn't know.

In this way, she feels very incompetent.

"This." Lou Qingwu put her hands around her chest, and held her chin with one hand for a moment.

Lan Bai opened her eyes wide and stared at her to answer, but Lou Qingwu raised her mouth and only answered two words: "Secret."

Lan Bai suddenly fainted: "Oh, master, don’t bring this, tell me, tell me." After saying that, he would pounce towards Lou Qingwu, and was greeted by Qianmen who didn’t know when to appear. Carrying the collar and dragging away, Qianmian stood in front of Lou Qingwu by himself, "Master, I am more curious about who the woman in the portrait is?"

"Oh? Do you want to know?"

Qianmian nodded desperately: "Yes!"

Lou Qingwu's expression is more casual, "My mother."

"Huh?" Qianmen and Lanbai didn't react. After reacting, they suddenly stood up straight: "What? Master, your..."

As if afraid that they didn’t hear clearly, Lou Qingwu replied: "You didn’t hear me wrong, my biological mother is the old lady in Lou Mansion." Even though there are many similar people in the world, A person's demeanor and temperament immersed in time are unique. The mother's impression of her when she was young was too deep, so she could recognize that she was her mother at a glance.

The two were completely stunned, "But... the lady hasn't been so many years ago..."

How did you become the Ninth Madam of Patriarch Ruan?

This span is a bit big, and their small hearts are limited, so they feel so complicated...

"Yes, I also want to know the reason why my mother came back from the dead to appear in Ruan's house. However, this is not our purpose now."

"What...what is that?"

"Now that we know who Ruan Xiuren's nine ladies are, we can prescribe the right medicine. Since Ruan Xiuren has asked the doctor to treat these nine ladies, then we will go and take a look in person."

Qianmianxian shook his head first: "Master, the main courtyard of Ruan Xiuren is like a copper wall and an iron wall, and moths can't fly in."

"Naturally, we don't go in like this."

Thousand-faced eyes lit up: "Then what shall we do?"

"The Nine Madam has an accident, Ruan Xiuren will definitely find a way to find someone to treat him. Qianmian, you go to find out who Ruan Mansion is going to invite next time, let's take it instead, go in and see what happened?"

Thousand Faces was overjoyed: "Yes! Subordinates will do it!"

It wasn't until Qianmian left that Lou Qingwu quietly looked at the dead tree in front of her. In a daze, she seemed to see the elegant and gentle woman again, smiling at her, Qingwu.

Thousand faces came back soon, this time it’s not difficult to inquire, because I’ve gotten acquainted with the people in the mansion, although it still takes a lot of effort to get the news, it’s much easier than getting the picture scroll. NS. As soon as he got the news, Qianmian went back to Yifeng Pavilion, "Master, Patriarch Ruan sent someone to find a Taoist priest who is said to be able to treat various incurable diseases. I don't know where he got it. Now he is being escorted to Beijing. ."

Lou Qingwu was meditating, and then said: "Qianmian, you help Lanbai dress up like me, you and I will go to guard outside Beijing."

"Yes!"

Half a day later, a carriage slowly drove into Kyoto. In front of the carriage was the steward of Ruan Mansion. The carriage greeted Ruan Mansion all the way, until it stopped outside the main courtyard of Ruan Xiuren. The butler rolled over and got off the horse, opened the curtain himself, bowed his head respectfully to the humanity inside: "Dao Master, it's already here, please!"

Inside there is a middle-aged man with gray hair combed meticulously, wearing a full-length robe, a jade crown on his head, eyes closed, and a whisk on his left wrist, which is somewhat immortal. smell. When the housekeeper saw this, his eyes brightened. He only hoped that this time this Daoist was really capable of waking up the Ninth Madam. In this way, the Patriarch no longer needs to be controlled by others, and he can replace those dowries to solve the problem. The urgent need.

The Taoist opened his eyes, his eyes sharp and wise.

There are some capable people.

Replied, walked out of the carriage, looked around, and said in a deep voice: "Where is the medicine boy of the original way?"

"Huh? Master, here I am!"

Not far from behind, a man with a messy coat and hat hurriedly ran up. He came in front of the Taoist chief and quickly plucked his hair, "Master, I'm all right."

The Daoist frowned: "What did you do?"

"Hey, my stomach is uncomfortable, hehehehe." The medicine boy smirked a little, then turned his eyes to see the butler looking at him, snorted his face, and smiled even more stupidly.