Chapter 1887 The Assassin Wife of the King of Nanzhao (68)

When Nian Qing finished saying this, Mu Jiao's eyes rolled up, and she fainted because she couldn't vent her anger.

Everyone looked at each other and their eyes fell on Luo Qingchen. She raised her eyebrows slightly, slowly stood up, stepped over Mu Jiao's body, and walked directly towards the inner hall.

If not now, when will we find a room facing north and south?

She slept quite well that night. Mu Jiao was still in a fuzzy state after she fainted. The other three people saw her "violent" behavior today and didn't seem to dare to provoke her.

This is how the world is. Fear the strong, bully the weak, and bully the weak.

However, what Luo Qingchen didn't expect was that she didn't see Nan Yisheng for several days.

Just as the little girl named Nian Qing said that day, Nan Yisheng didn't plan to see them at all?

Luo Qingchen couldn't help but mutter in his heart: Is it so decisive?

"Oh my, I heard that the King of the South is going to the Flower Spirit House again today. Why don't we go and meet him by chance!"

"Are you talking about the Flower Spirit House next to the Heavenly Spirit Flower Array?"

"Yes! I heard that the King of the South goes to the Flower Spirit House every few days."

"I want to go too, I want to go too!"

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let that mute hear you!"

"Jiaojiao, don't worry, the ears of ordinary mutes don't work well either."

"That's right, hahahahahaha——————"

After everyone finished speaking, they looked at each other and communicated with their eyes.

Luo Qingchen in the room frowned. Although she felt that their voices were a bit too loud, she still listened to their words.

"Heavenly Spirit Flower Array..." She silently muttered these four words, her eyebrows slightly frowned.

The four people who had just mocked returned to Mu Jiao's room, all showing a sinister look.

Mu Jiao was the first to speak: "Do you think she will go to the Flower Spirit House?"

"I think so!" Another person said: "If I hadn't just heard from the eunuch that the place was the restricted area of ​​the Southern King, I would have wanted to meet her by chance!"

"That's right, I heard that no one who trespassed into the Flower Spirit House survived, so aren't we sending her to death?"

"Oh! You don't feel sorry for her, do you? If you do, die with her!" Mu Jiao glared at them fiercely and said: "No one I, Mu Jiao, dislike can live in this world!"

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Sitting in the room, Luo Qingchen put on a moon-white coat without hesitation and went directly to the Flower Spirit House.

After all, he finally found an opportunity to meet Nan Yisheng, so how could he sit and wait for death.

Hesitantly, they were women dedicated to the Southern King, and they were not allowed to walk around the palace at will. For Luo Qingchen, who was familiar with the route in the palace, he chose a secluded path to the Flower Spirit House.

The snow in the sky fell slightly, and the bright crescent moon was hooked in the sky.

Suddenly, there was an inexplicable uneasiness coming from the bottom of my heart, which was hard to explain.

Standing in front of the Tianling Flower Formation, Luo Qingchen felt an indescribable surprise.

The original golden palace had been demolished. Next to the huge Tianling Flower Formation, there was only a house built out of thin air besides four crystal glass pillars.

There were three big characters written on it in oak: Flower Spirit House.

In this huge palace, there stood such a house, which made people feel very abrupt.

There was no one guarding outside the house. There were two lanterns hanging at the door. When the cold wind blew, white snow fell on the lanterns, and there was always a feeling of looking at it for a thousand years.