Luo Qing tore open his collar, and a bloody hole came into Luo Qingshuang's view.
"Father, you're lying to me."
"I didn't," Luo Qing retorted loudly.
Luo Qingshuang calmly examined Luo Qing's wound, which was undoubtedly caused by a hairpin. The wound was neat and extremely deep; one could not reach such a level without twenty or thirty years of internal energy cultivation.
Hu Miaotian was Hu Shao's only daughter. Given Hu Shao's boundless doting on her, he couldn't bear to see her suffer the hardships of martial arts training. Hu Miaotian probably didn't know martial arts, but Luo Qingshuang knew Luo Qing's character well; he wouldn't hesitate to hide and deceive her about such a small matter.
Luo Qingshuang curled her lips into a smile. "Interesting."
"Father, tell me what happened back then."
Upon hearing this, Luo Qing described the events of that day to Luo Qingshuang without missing a single word.
After listening, Luo Qingshuang asked for confirmation, "Hu Miaotian casually flicked his wrist, and the golden hairpin pinned you to the wall, Father. Are you sure Hu Miaotian didn't use a hidden weapon?"
"I am certain that the gold hairpin was used by Hu Miaotian himself."
Luo Qingshuang pondered for a moment, her eyes filled with a smile.
"Father, I promised to help you, shouldn't you give your daughter some reward?"
Luo Qingshuang was determined to compete with Ji Xiaoxiao, but she couldn't skimp on the perks.
Luo Qing sighed, turned around and closed the door.
As the night passed, Luo Qingshuang emerged from her room, and the maids immediately came to serve her.
After washing up and getting dressed, Luo Qingshuang belatedly remembered Luo Qing, who was still unconscious on the bed.
"Go and invite a doctor who is tight-lipped to examine General Luo's health."
"yes."
Watching the maid leave quickly and politely, Luo Qingshuang pouted in disbelief.
The sun was shining brightly overhead, and the sky was a clear blue expanse without a single cloud in sight.
The summer heat carried a stifling feeling, and scorching waves rolled in, rushing into the exquisitely decorated main hall. Luo Qingshuang felt extremely uncomfortable; her eyes narrowed slightly, and she lightly stamped her jade-like foot, causing frost-white ice to quickly freeze all the inanimate objects around her.
A refreshing coolness washed over me, a stark contrast to the outside world, which was separated by only a wall.
"Miss, your 'Frosty Overlord' technique is becoming increasingly powerful. Looking at all the sects and schools, among the current martial arts masters, I'm afraid only those few old fogies can exchange a few blows with you."
The speaker was a man in red, with a captivatingly handsome face and a pair of alluring eyes that shone brightly, sometimes angry, sometimes sorrowful, always exuding boundless charm. His sensual, thin lips curved slightly, as if inviting one to savor them. He took a small step forward, revealing that his well-defined calves were completely bare, the smooth, delicate skin like pearls and jade directly catching the eye. The slight movement revealed the man's genitals.
What an absolute beauty!
Luo Qingshuang was unfazed by the man's flattery. She reached out and pulled him into her arms. His limbs were as soft as water, and he easily clung to her waist.
"Miss, you're so naughty," the man said with a light laugh, his fingers twirling in a delicate gesture.
Luo Qingshuang gave an "oh," her roguish smile perfectly flawless.
“Since Hong’er has said so, how could I, Miss, not grant Hong’er’s wish?”
Luo Qingshuang's hands danced wildly like snakes and dragons, and the man called Hong'er was instantly panting heavily.
"Miss, no, no, I can't take it anymore!" Hong'er cried and begged for mercy.
Luo Qingshuang ignored him and stopped gracefully after she had had her fill of playing with him. Hong'er was now weak and powerless. When Luo Qingshuang let go, he collapsed to the ground.
"Lick it clean." Luo Qingshuang stretched out her dirty hand.
Hong'er took a few deep breaths, held Luo Qingshuang's hand, and licked it clean in a daze.
For a moment, the main hall was filled with the sound of smacking sounds that made one blush and their heart race.
"Miss." A cold, hard voice came from outside the door.
"Is that Zi'er? Come in!" Luo Qingshuang said languidly, patting the face of the delirious Hong'er. With a lift of her hand, Hong'er sat upright on the round stool.
Zi'er strode in, taking off a piece of clothing with each step.
"On a hot summer day, it's most pleasant to stay by Miss's side."
Zi'er sat to Luo Qingshuang's left. With his resolute face, slender figure, delicate features, and cold, hard lines, he exuded masculinity and was incredibly attractive to women.
Luo Qingshuang blew a breath of cool air at Zi'er, who was caught off guard and shivered, getting goosebumps all over her body.
"Zi'er thanks Miss for the reward." Zi'er suddenly became serious and said, "Miss, why did you summon Zi'er here?"
Luo Qingshuang looked at Zi'er's expressionless face, shook her head and smiled, "Did you know that Luo Qing came looking for me yesterday?"
"Zi'er knows." As the head of Luo Qingshuang's seven-colored guards, his duty is to protect Luo Qingshuang. He will check on anyone who gets close to Luo Qingshuang beforehand.
Luo Qingshuang looked up at the vast blue sky and said, "Luo Qing asked me to help yesterday, wanting me to rescue that good-for-nothing Zheng Jincheng."
"Your Highness?" Zi'er remembered that Zheng Jincheng had gone to Yanjue Palace. Would Zheng Jincheng be in danger in Yanjue Palace? To others, Yanjue Palace was no different from a den of demons and ghosts, but Zheng Jincheng was different. The master of Yanjue Palace had a deep affection for him. Even if everyone in Yanjue Palace died, Zheng Jincheng would not be harmed.
"Hu Miaotian? The esteemed gentlemen were humiliated instead of getting what they wanted? Lord Zhao is unconscious? General Luo is seriously injured?" Zi'er suddenly remembered the news she had received this morning.
Luo Qingshuang had been paying close attention to Zi'er's expression. Seeing that he was in a daze before suddenly realizing what was happening, she figured he had figured it out.
"Luo Qing said that Hu Miaotian's personality had changed drastically, and he imprisoned Zheng Jincheng in the Yanjue Palace."
"Miss, is this true?"
“Luo Qing wouldn’t lie to me. I’ve tested him, and he didn’t lie.”
Zi'er fell silent for a moment, her starry eyes gleaming with wisdom.
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