Ten years of life and death

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Luoyang City has been a prosperous place since ancient times.

The owner of Luoyang City, Dongfang Luo, is a rather mysterious person. Except for the senior servants in the Luo Palace, no one has ever seen his true face. Some say he is an old man in his sixties, while others say He is a boy in his early twenties, and some people say that Dongfang Luo does not exist at all, but is just a cover used by the imperial court to suppress the surrounding towns of Luoyang.

In Luowang Mansion, in the peony garden, one person was sitting playing the qin. The sound of the qin was melodious, purifying the hearts of the people, and attracted a lot of butterflies. The door behind opened and a few people came out, and the sound of the qin stopped.

Prince, Miss Feng's situation is still the same as before, she is as angry as a silk, she can be dead or alive, the leader explained the results of their diagnosis and treatment to the piano player.

The qin player sighed softly, waved to everyone, and everyone left knowingly. The second uncle will send people across the country to search, as long as Miss Feng can be cured, the king will agree to any conditions.

The servant remembers, but my lord, no one's life in this world is more important than yours. If anything happens to you, the servant will have no face to see his wife in the future.

The piano player got up, patted the speaker on the shoulder, and smiled, second uncle, don't worry, I will take good care of myself, you can do as I want right away.

Yes, my lord, take care.

Well, the qin player watched the man leave before entering the house. A fat old man in the house was guarding in front of the bed. Lying on the bed was his beloved daughter. He used to always think that there would be a day when father and daughter would be reunited, but now father and daughter We are reunited, but it is such a situation, how can we not make people worry.

Uncle Feng, you have been staying here for a long time, go and rest for a while, I will watch over, and the piano player comforts Feng Shaoqing.

Lord, Su'er is like this now, what does the Taifu say, Feng Shaoqing tremblingly wiped away her old tears.

Uncle Feng, don't worry too much, I have already ordered the housekeeper to seek medical treatment across the country, as long as Miss Feng is still alive, we still have hope, Fuqin humane.

O my poor child!It's all because of the father who harmed you.

The piano player looked at the lonely old man next to him, and at the woman who looked like a living dead on the bed, and became angry with himself. If he had taken her away desperately, or hadn't tried her heart, then she wouldn't have attracted him. The disaster of killing one's body, huh!It turned out that he was the one who created all of this!