Chapter 172: Angina

Chapter 172 Angina pectoris

Wei Qiang left the Pingnan Palace and went to Qingxing Street. At this time, a restaurant had not yet opened, and a handsome young man was cleaning the open space in front of the restaurant.

Wei Qiang frowned.

I didn’t notice the last time I came here, is this the guard of Uncle Kaiyang?

Uncle Wang's guards are doing odd jobs in the restaurant, and the owner of the restaurant is Miss Luo...It's really interesting.

Wei Qiang stood still, and the confidant **** Dou Ren coughed hard behind him.

Shi Yan looked over with a broom and asked in surprise, "Your Highness?"

Wei Qiang walked over, glanced at the half-open door of the restaurant, and asked, "I wonder if Miss Luo is here?"

"Miss Luo has just arrived." Shi Yan was a little uncertain about Wei Qiang's intentions.

Why is the prince here again?

Wei Qiang, obviously not interested in explaining, pushed open the door of the restaurant and walked in.

Shi Yan held the broom and pouted quietly.

It's good to be the prince, and I just went in without saying hello.

etc!

The little guard suddenly became vigilant.

The crown prince lives in the East Palace, and he has come here twice in a short period of time. Isn’t that too frequent?

It must be that the ulterior motives are not drinking!

No, he wants to remind the master when he comes tonight.

These days, he secretly observes that the master's treatment has been greatly improved, and they all eat free food.

If this continues, is it still far from turning Miss Luo into a daughter-in-law?

Can't kill Cheng Yaojin halfway, ruining the master's good deed.

In the lobby, the female shopkeeper was flipping through the ledger at the counter, when she heard the movement at the door, she raised her eyes and looked over.

Seeing Wei Qiang's face, the female shopkeeper was taken aback, and then immediately went up to salute: "The woman has seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Oh my god, the prince came to their restaurant again!

"Where's Miss Luo?" Wei Qiang asked directly, not in the mood to deal with a shopkeeper.

"Our boss is in the back kitchen, please wait a moment." The female shopkeeper hurriedly ran to the back to call for someone.

It was the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, and as usual, restaurants would sell grilled pork knuckles. At this time, Sheng Sanlang and the others stood by a large iron pot to smell the aroma without exception.

"Boss, the prince is here." The female shopkeeper shouted.

Luo Sheng walked out of the kitchen and went to the lobby with a calm expression.

The lobby was still empty, except for a person sitting at a table near the window.

That was the seat where King Kaiyang often sat, but at the moment it was another person.

Luo Sheng covered the coldness in his eyes, walked over.

"Is Your Highness here for a drink?"

Wei Qiang turned his head and looked at the young girl who came slowly.

Clean clothes, calm eyebrows and eyes.

Thinking of the girl's explanation of the orange wine, Wei Qiang felt a little weird.

He always felt that Miss Luo was a very contradictory person.

It seems to be crazy and mischievous, but sometimes it is extraordinarily calm.

Wei Qiang's eyes fell on her wrist.

The bracelet of seven-color gemstones set off against the snow-like skin, but it became a foil.

Looking at the bracelet for a moment, Wei Qiang smiled: "I'm here to find Miss Luo."

He stretched out his finger and pointed to the opposite side, unconsciously showing a bit of condescension: "Miss Luo, sit down."

Luo Sheng was silent for a moment, then smiled: "Thank you, Your Highness, for giving me a seat."

In the past, this man carefully made her happy, after all, she was the Princess of Zhennan Palace.

Now he probably doesn't have to be wary of any woman anymore.

Stepping on the blood of her family to climb up, what a reward.

Luo Sheng felt a wave of anger rushing upwards, and he had to use all his strength to suppress this overwhelming hatred.

Pain came from the palm of her hand, which made her maintain her composure and quietly looked at the man in front of her.

"I came to find Miss Luo, and I wanted to ask Miss Luo for a favor." Wei Qiang opened his mouth.

Luo Sheng held the corner of his lips, and said in a casual tone: "Help? A few days ago, Prince Pingnan came to ask me for help. I didn't expect His Highness to ask me for help again today. I don't know when I became so capable. "

Wei Qiang frowned subconsciously.

With such a tone, he didn't hear any respect.

It's been a long time since he heard someone speak to him like this.

He is the crown prince, although he was not born to the emperor, but he has changed the jade record and passed on to the emperor's name. From the etiquette and law, he is the legitimate heir of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Who dares not give him face?

"What does the crown prince want from me?" Luo Sheng poured himself a cup of tea and asked slowly.

Wei Qiang suppressed his unhappiness, and said in a gentle voice: "I want to ask Miss Luo for help, just like Prince Pingnan's son."

"Uh, Your Highness also wants me to help you call a miracle doctor?" Luo Sheng took a sip of tea and put down the cup, shaking his hand.

The gold-studded seven-treasure bracelet slid down from the thinnest part of Hao's wrist.

She twirled the bracelet with a smile on her lips: "At that time, Prince Pingnan asked me for help and gave this bracelet as a thank you gift. I heard that there was a pair of these bracelets, and the other one is in the hands of His Highness. Why don't His Highness take the other bracelet?" give it to me."

If she got another gold-studded seven-treasure bracelet because of this, she certainly wouldn't mind doing this man a small favor.

Anyway, if Dr. Li went there a few more times, King Pingnan would have no choice but to live a life worse than death.

Wei Qiang's mouth twitched when he heard that.

What does it mean that another bracelet is in his hand? That bracelet is with Yu Niang.

"This...I'm afraid it won't work." Wei Qiang declined with a deliberate tone.

"Then I'm afraid I can't help you." Luo Sheng refused straightforwardly.

Wei Qiang was taken aback by this.

She just refused?

Has she thought about his identity?

The **** the opposite side blinked: "Your Highness, will you punish me because I can't help you?"

"how come-"

Luo Sheng seemed to be relieved, and said with a smile: "That's good. Look, Your Highness, I can't help you, so I won't waste your time."

She picked up the teacup.

This means seeing off guests.

Wei Qiang was annoyed.

He directly refused to help and drove him away. He had never seen such an arrogant and ignorant woman.

Luo Sheng drank his tea with downcast eyes, his eyes filled with coldness.

She is not afraid of offending the prince.

The emperor is not old enough, the prince is almost 30 years old.

Even if it is a pair of biological father and son, in this position, in addition to family affection, there is also suspicion between each other.

What's more, there is no relationship between father and son.

The prince Wei Qiang is destined to be more aggrieved than other princes, and to walk on thin ice.

It is only natural for those who think that this is the future prince to flatter him.

But between her and Wei Qiang, life and death are doomed.

She won't just sit back and watch him put on the dragon robe as he wished, so she doesn't have to worry about being the future prince and wronging herself.

If Wei Qiang takes that seat, there is only one result: she dies.

Pull the other party from the position of crown prince, and she doesn't need to be afraid of the future; if she can't do it, she will have no future, so don't be afraid.

How simple.

"Miss Luo, if you have something else you like—"

"No, I want that bracelet."

Wei Qiang held back his anger, and persuaded again: "Actually, there are many things that are much more precious than that bracelet—"

Luo Sheng interrupted him lightly: "But I just like that bracelet. No matter what else is good, I don't like it."

Wei Qiang's heart was blocked for a while, and he realized what it means to have angina pectoris with anger.

Good morning.

(end of this chapter)

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