Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 720
Lu Nanxu is the prince's teacher, and now that the prince has lost power, he is probably going to die of anger.

Gu Feibai was very happy, it was considered to be the revenge of being spanked by Lu Nanxu in the academy when she was a child!
She opened her hands mercifully: "Do you want me to hug you, General?"

"Nine months in the frontier." The deep and pleasant voice broke Gu Feibai's fantasy, and said plainly, "Why are you still so childish?"

childish?

Said her?

Gu Feibai blushed angrily and glared at him.

Give you a supercilious look and experience it yourself.

The young man in red was flamboyant, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his face was full of anger.

Lu Nanxu remained calm, his eyes darkened suddenly, and he raised his finger to press on the side of Gu Feibai's neck. The skin under his fingertips was white and greasy, but there was a scab of blood: "Here, what's going on?"

Gu Feibai originally thought that Lu Nanxu was going to fight back, but he didn't follow the routine.

As the other party's fingers pressed against her neck, the temperature was as cold as snow, she flinched subconsciously, even her hairs stood on end, she uncomfortably knocked off Lu Nanxu's hand, straightened her collar: "What do you know, you nerd? ?”

Pointing at herself proudly, she said, "This is meritorious service on the battlefield, understand?"

Lu Nanxu's knocked-off left hand was hanging by his side, the back of Leng Bai's hand was slightly red, and his eyes were still fixed on Gu Feibai's neck.

The crow-green eyelashes drooped, and the pupils were as deep as black jade.

"What are you looking at?!" Gu Feibai was caught off guard by him, feeling that this person was provoking him.

"It's less than an inch away from the blood vessel." Lu Nanxu raised his fingertips, wiped her wound, and rubbed it, "The wound is here, it's very dangerous."

Gu Fei was stunned.

"The battlefield has no eyes, what are you doing?"

This sentence fell into Gu Feibai's ears, probably meaning that Lu Nanxu really looked down on her!

He even felt that she was not worthy of the battlefield!

Lu Nanxu had already walked away, his back was thin and tall, and he was always serious.

Gu Feibai wished he could bite his neck, directly bite his head!break! !

"Lu Nanxu, I won the battle, do you understand? If you don't praise me, you still dare to mock me! You wait for me—" Gu Feibai became more and more perplexed as he thought about it, and he snorted maliciously and said harshly, "I...I Will be back!"

Gu Feibai felt very imposing.

"what ever."

That person doesn't eat oil and salt.

it is good!very good!

Gu Feibai swore that she would definitely defeat Lu Nanxu!Let Lu Nanxu be willing to call her big brother! !
Hey, she has to find a way to mess with this person, so that he can see how powerful Master Gu is.

But now, Master Gu has serious things to do.

Prime Minister Zhang was detained by the imperial guards and brought to the Jinluan Hall, where he met Gu Feibai's sight.

Gu Feibai grinned at him, then stepped in.

The emperor is sitting on the dragon chair.

The door is closed!
Lu Nanxu stopped, looked back at the backs of Gu Feibai and Zhang Chengxiang, twitched his fingertips slightly, and his eyes gradually darkened.

Nanning Palace.

At this time, the capital was in chaos, and no one cared about where Su Qingan was going. She happened to come over to do acupuncture for the King of Nanning, and incidentally mentioned a few things about Gu Feibai.

Stitch by stitch, day by day.

King Nanning's legs were numb at the beginning, and then he could feel pain. The shock, ecstasy, and gratitude involved various complex emotions ups and downs.

Even the smile on the eyebrows is brighter than before.

"Thank you princess." He said solemnly.

"It's okay." Su Qing'an said, "I found my master."

King Nanning raised his head.

"When the old man arrives in the capital, he will be the agent of acupuncture and moxibustion in the future. He is more skilled than me in medicine, and he will definitely make the prince recover as soon as possible."

"The princess needs a general in the future, so just ask." King Nanning clasped his fists. These legs are his life. Without Su Qing'an, he would not be able to survive. He understands the truth of being grateful.

The guards beside him also clenched their fists, tears filled their eyes, if the general can go to the battlefield again, he will have millions of soldiers under his command!
In King Nanning's cognition - Su Qing'an's master must be a peerless master with eccentric personality, with a deep love between master and apprentice, he taught Su Qing'an a whole body of medical skills.

However, the reality is always a little bit different from the imagination.

It's like now that Su Qing'an left the Nanning Palace and asked Ruosu calmly, "Is someone kidnapped?"

"He's on his way to the capital." Ruosu blushed, "It's just that he doesn't cooperate well..."

"It's okay, he just has a bad temper."

Princess, are you sure it's just one point?
Su Qing'an was able to worship him as a teacher in her previous life, but it was a chance encounter when she was dying. As for now, alas, she can't pretend to be dead again, so she has to tie up her previous master to "discuss and discuss".

Su Qing'an came back from Nanning Prince's Mansion, and Su Mohuan was still waiting at Princess Zhaoyi's Mansion.

She was dressed very warmly, and when she saw Su Qingan, her eyes lit up: "Sister, shall we go to Ganmei Temple today?"

"How do you remember where to go?"

"I heard that the marriage in Ganmei Temple is very good! The matter of the prince's brother is quite scary. I want to seek a good marriage for my sister and the prince's brother!"

Ganmei Temple was built on the mountain in the western suburbs. Every cold winter, the red plums are proud of the snow, hence the name.

"Don't ask for it yourself?" Su Qingan raised her eyebrows.

Su Mohuan blushed, faltered and couldn't speak.

"Little Jasmine has someone she likes..."

"No!!"

Su Mohuan retorted and hugged Su Qingan: "Let's go, sister."

Su Qing'an has been in a good mood these past few days, and when she has time, she just stays with her.

The prime minister's mansion fell, and the next...it was her sister's turn.

The two were driving to the western suburbs in the same carriage, and the abbot of the temple came to receive the two of them in person.

Su Qing'an accompanied her to seek marriage.

The host looked at Su Qing'an's eyebrows from a distance, and calculated with his fingers, but he couldn't figure out her future. This was the first time he met someone who couldn't see the marriage.

"Princess Zhaoyi." Before leaving, the host recited the Amitabha and said to Su Qing'an, "The past is like clouds and smoke, cherish the people in front of you."

Su Qingan glanced at him expressionlessly: "The past is like yesterday."

"Sister, what are you talking about?"

"It's okay, let's go." Su Qingan said nonchalantly, "What kind of marriage did you ask for?"

Su Mohuan's face was still red, and she said sadly, "Sometimes it's useless to be in love..."

The mountain was covered by heavy snow, and a sage plum poked out its branch, scorching like a cinnabar mole.

The two people's carriage was driving down the mountain, passing a mountain road, and an accident happened.

As the sound of the tiger roared from far to near, the coachman's face changed slightly, and he sped up his movements. At some point, a huge tiger walked out of the jungle, staring straight at the direction of the carriage.

Going out temporarily this time.

They didn't take anyone with them.

A tiger's howl resounded through the forest, disturbing the carriage and at the same time disturbing the army that was heading towards the capital.

"General Nie, there are tigers in this mountain." The soldier said.

Nie Chengye said vigilantly, "Pay attention to your surroundings."

"Look ahead!" The soldier suddenly turned pale with shock, pointing to the front and shouted, "That seems... to be a royal carriage!"

Nie Chengye suddenly looked up.

This time the roar of the tiger was clearer than before.

(End of this chapter)