The Dishonest Son and The ‘Ghost’ Doctor Mother

  Lao Lu gave a light cough and exhaled a long breath. When he felt more comfortable in his chest, he looked at the woman in front of him, his voice was low, and he spoke word by word, "Meng Lu."

   Today is his carelessness, and there are some things that have to be said without saying. Looking at her appearance, today will definitely not give up.

  Menglu? Meng...Road?

  Yuqing fell startled, and then his eyebrows slightly raised. This name seems to have been heard somewhere, and it is a bit familiar.

  "Hey, Grandpa Lu was originally called Menglu. That's a strange name." Nan Nan raised his head sharply and cried out curiously.

  Yu Qingluo's face sank, and she turned her head and stared at the little guy gloomily, "You mean, you didn't even know his name, and just fooled with him for so long?"

   "..." Nan Nan hung his head hurriedly, lying on the panther without moving.

   "..." Meng Lu twitched the corners of his mouth. What is a fool? He is obviously gentle and polite, and his complexion is kind, so why can't she get everything in her mouth? They are doing serious things, which cannot be described as such.

   Yu Qingluo glared at Nan Nan fiercely, hummed coldly, and turned her head slowly.

  However, his head was only half twisted, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at Meng Lu with a shocked expression.

   Mongolian, Mongolian, Menglu...

  "Are you the chief of the Mongolian clan?" Yu Qingluo took a deep breath.

  No wonder she feels a little familiar. The last time Ye Xiudu explained the Mongolian people to her, she mentioned this name.

  The Mongolian family has a long history and has formed a group of its own. It has always been mysterious and unusual. The Mongols have their own rules and beliefs and are not subject to the control of the four countries, but they also marry with the four countries at the same time.

  Furthermore, after the daughters of the Mongolian people are married, they cannot go back. The Mongolian people never care about whether they are alive or dead.

  The daughters of the Kemeng ethnic group are all beautiful and beautiful, but they are very favored after they are married. This is especially obvious in Meng Guifei.

  Ye Xiu Du said that the current patriarch of the Mongolian nationality is called Meng Lu. He has high martial arts skills and high prestige. He was only fifteen years old, and he was embraced by everyone and took a high position. He is a rare and strange person of the Mongolian nationality.

  But this man, now... in the territory of Fengcang Country, he was with Nannan, and he was even teaching Nannan Kungfu.

  Yuqing's eyebrows suddenly twisted, and the premonition of a bad heart is very strong.

  Although she already knows the identity of Menglu, her hostility towards him has grown deeper.

   "Why did the patriarch of the Mongolian nationality appear here? Why should we approach Nannan?"

  Menglu raised his eyebrows and smiled and sat on the rock in front of him. Although he was poisoned, if there is some kind of coercion from his body, it is still not to be underestimated.

  Yu Qingluo took a step back slowly, this person was even more powerful than the emperor of Feng Cang Country.

"It seems that Ye Xiudu has already told you about the Mongolian people." Meng Lu slanted his eyes and glanced at Nan Nan, who was happily talking to the Panthers, and said with a light smile, "He's all with you. What did you say? How much do you know about the Mongolian people?"

   "I am not interested in Mongolian affairs, and I don't want to know about it. I just want to know the purpose of your approach to Nannan."

  Menglu is a little surprised. How many people in this world want to discover the inner secrets of the Mongols, even the emperors of the Four Kingdoms want to inquire about the Mongols from their concubines. It is a pity that the daughter of the Mongolian nationality has taken a poisonous oath from the beginning of her marriage and cannot reveal the Mongolian affairs.

  The appearance of this woman is wary of the Mongols.

   sighed secretly, it seemed that the plans in his heart would take some setbacks.

   "Nannan is extremely talented and very smart."

  Yuqing squinted her eyes, "Then what?"

"The Mongolian...hasn't seen a man with a flower-shaped birthmark for many years. Except for Nannan, the youngest is already 20 years old. Moreover, that person is disabled and has mediocre aptitude. Such a situation It has never happened before. The Mongolian people...need a capable, capable and intelligent person to be the heir."

Yu Qingluo took a sigh of relief and stared at Meng Lu, "Is there any mistake, the emperor wants to go south and south, you also want him?" They didn't have to ask her as a mother. Dear? What does it mean to make a decision without authorization?

  They think they have become gods, and whoever wants to be the heir should be the heir?

  Meng Lu pursed his lips, and if so, the emperor was also making the little guy’s idea. That's right. From the perspective of his relationship with Nan Nan these days, this little guy is indeed very aura. In addition to being lazy, able to eat a little, and narcissistic, he is also a rare genius in a century.

  Such a person, the superiors either want to destroy or...take it for themselves.

  And he and the emperor of Feng Cang Country both chose the latter.

"Mother, mother." Nan Nan heard Yu Qingluo's sudden uplifting voice, and hurriedly exclaimed, "Mother, don't get excited, don't worry, Nannan won't go anywhere, Nannan will always be you The close-fitting padded jacket."

   "..." Yu Qingluo turned her head, "Don't talk."

   "Oh." Nan Nan was very aggrieved and went down again.

Yuqing turned his head and looked at the boundlessness of the Meng Road facing Nan Nan Shi, and sneered, "I don't care who you are, Nan Nan will not go with you. You have to cultivate an heir and go back to have one by yourself. I am. Judging by the cleverness and wisdom of the Mongolian patriarch, and the extremely high martial arts talent, the children in the future will surely be better than the blue, so there is no need to worry about aptitude."

  The corners of Menglu’s mouth twitched again. He is a lot of age. What kind of child is he still having?

  The most important thing is that even his children do not necessarily have flower-shaped birthmarks. The patriarch of the Mongol nationality has always been inherited by people with flower-shaped birthmarks. This is a rule.

   "Also, in the future, the patriarch should not meet Nan Nan. Your martial arts internal strength is suitable for adults, Nan Nan is still young."

   "Nan Nan is small, but he can absorb it."

  Yuqing dropped the blue veins on the forehead, and his eyes were cold and terrifying. She walked towards Menglu step by step, with the silver needles in her hand.

   "Absorb a fart." Yu Qingluo shouted abruptly.

Nan Nan, who was lying on the panther, was shocked. As soon as he looked up, he saw the silver needle in Yu Qingluo's hand, which was clearly poisonous.

Nan Nan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly crawled off the back of the panther, ran to Yu Qingluo in a hug, and hugged her thigh, "Mother, calm down, don't swear, you are a lady. Come on, don’t be familiar with others."

  It's over. My mother lost her temper. The last time he saw her like this, it was when he was locked in a house and hungry for two days and passed out a year and a half ago.

  At that time, my mother committed a slaughter and swallowed the culprit alive, which was terrifying.

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