The old helmsman took a deep breath and looked at her slightly, "Miss Ling?"

"If my brother doesn't dare, or thinks it's inappropriate, then I can go by myself..."

Dare not? !

The eyes of the old helmsman instantly narrowed--

She said that, she must have known something!

"The girl wants to talk, it's not good for me to get close... better, just wait here for the girl!"

He quietly stopped, winking at the guards around him.

Some guards couldn't help but change their expressions--

What does it mean?

They are not in the same group?

Why are you winking at them?

It's just a wink, what do you mean?

Let them stay here instead of following?

But the queen ordered them to keep up!

If you don't keep up, the queen will know about it later.

For a time, everyone thought differently.

But Ling Luoyu didn't have time to wait for them to think too much. He kept walking towards the old man watering the flowers.

The guards didn't guess the look in the old helmsman's eyes either. After hesitating for a while, they still followed.

The old helmsman couldn't help but shook his head and let out a long sigh, but said nothing.

Although the footsteps behind him moved and the figure shook, the old man watering the flowers seemed to have heard nothing, saw nothing, and was still doing his own thing quickly.

In the hall, Feng Chenglin, who had been following Ling Luoyu, couldn't help but get up, holding the tea cup, and walking towards the door of the hall calmly.

"Who is this old man?"

"Who?"

Tuoyang was talking to matcha, and he couldn't help raising his head when he heard the words, and responded casually.

"Who is this guy?"

Feng Chenglin smelled something dangerous--

Standing behind is the "big man" of this storm.

Putting this aside, seeing the soldiers surrounding him, he still went his own way without changing his face.

If this kind of Taishan collapse does not change the color before, if it is not for a major repair, it is a big brain.

Visually, this person is definitely the former!

"He?" Takuyan paused for a breath, and shook his head. "I don't know there is such an old gardener in the palace... We work here. Sixty can only help in front of the wood stove. It's also a young man or a little wife who cares about flowers and plants, how can there be such an age..."

He had a loud voice and saw Ling Luoyu and the old helmsman.

"He... does he have a problem?"

Otherwise, Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin would not be so attached.

When the matcha heard the movement, they also leaned over. Several people were silent, looking at Ling Luoyu nervously.

"Crack!"

A soldier who was guarding Ling Luoyu and walking backwards accidentally retreated into the flowers.

Without checking under my feet, I stepped on a flowering branch.

The old man watering the flowers suddenly stopped, and looked slowly sideways.

And Ling Luoyu's eyes suddenly sank--

Killing!

At this moment, the old man's murderous intent began to rise.

She glanced at the soldier with sympathy.

The soldier was guilty of being looked at, and swallowed dryly: "Look... what do you look at me?"

Ling Luoyu raised her eyebrows and sighed faintly, but she didn't say anything. She just flicked her eyes and looked at the old man watering the flowers.

The soldier turned to follow her, and saw the old man, his facial features suddenly twitched.

"Where did you come from, an old thing? Can't you see what's going on tonight? You're still watering the flowers here...Hurry up, wait for the Lord to beat you to death to make flower fertilizer!?"