As for the little girl who was stabbed by a cane, when Princess Luo asked, Luo Qingyu drowned and returned.

Anyway, the body of that girl was thrown into the burial post outside the city, and was torn by a wild dog, with only a few bones left. Even if Princess Luo wanted to investigate the cause of the girl's death, she could not find out.

Death of a girl this time is like crushing an ant, and Princess Luo naturally does not take it seriously.

Anyway, the letter recording Luo Qingyu's whereabouts arrived on time every day, and she didn't doubt anything else.

Luo Qingyu took a leisurely bite of the pear and sighed softly.

Although there was no TV, no computer, no car in this era ... without all modern facilities, her childhood was quite pleasant.

This kind of rice bug sitting and waiting for death, leisurely contented life is what she particularly yearns for in modern times.

Although she still has no mental strength, her internal strength has increased a lot, and her previous kung fu has also recovered.

As long as she practiced in the first half of the year and opened up the second pulse of Ren Du, she would go a long way, maybe she could quickly catch up with the previous life, and reach the realm of wind and snow as described in martial arts novels.

Once it was that time, what if she was not thinking?

In the same way, in this world of wind and water, by my own ability, do what I do!

Scrap? By then she will beat everyone who says she is a scrap!

Let them stand at their feet and look up at their soles ...

She stretched a waist lazily, and picked up another grape in her mouth. Looking forward to the bright future, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately-she didn't promise to worship the stinky big teacher, or she would be a cow and a horse once she fell into his hands, where could she be as leisurely as she is now ?

I can't help flashing the shadow of the Great Teacher like ice and snow, and his eyes like a fire watching, a slight jump in my heart.

Hopefully-don't let her run into him again until she can bring him down ...

"Shijun, Shizi come to visit." A little girl came to report.

Luo Qingyu raised her eyebrows slightly and did not get up: "Let him in."

For a moment, a handsome young man in a brocade walked into the garden: "Sister!"

The person who came was Luo Qingyu, the brother of the body compatriot, Luo Nianchu.

He is five years younger than Luo Qingyu and is seventy-five years old this year.

If in modern times, he is already an old man, but in this era, he is still a small boy who has not grown enough.

Equivalent to eleven or twelve ...

Although he was slightly taller than Luo Qingyu, his face was obviously green and childish.

When Luo Qingyu returned home, Luo Nianchu went out hunting and did not return. It was not until the fifth day that he returned from hunting that he knew his sister and sister had returned. Without saying a word, he immediately came to Luoyuan to meet with Luo Qingyu.

His long eyebrows are clear and beautiful, and they look a lot like their mother Ye Lingchu.

Ye Lingchu had difficulty giving birth and died when he was born. He grew up with the current Princess Luo. Princess Luo treats him as if she were born, and treats her as her own, very doting.

But it may be a dystocia relationship. He was injured in his mother's body, his body was a little weak, and he was very ill and sick. When he was young, he often became ill with wind. One disease was more than half a month, which caused Luo Haitian a headache.

I thought the son would n’t raise a lot, and because he was guilty of Ye Lingchu, he could n’t bear to force his son to study martial arts.

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