Chapter 1897 Longevity

In fact, it's better not to come back. Compared with the current capital, it's obviously much safer outside. As long as she knows, he'll be fine.

Every few days, Lao Hengju would ask Bai Diao to send a letter back. It was written by him, it was his handwriting, and there was more of his breath, so Shen Qingci knew that it was Lao Hengxuan's, but in the end he Where is the person, she really doesn't know.

Because Brandon never explained his whereabouts.

Although she didn't know where he was, she knew that he was safe.

And she didn't know it at the time.

In a quiet house, Lao Hengjuan was sitting at the table, and he was also feeding a white eagle with chopsticks, just like he was feeding Zhefeng back then.

He sat there upright, his eyebrows and eyes narrowed, and there was no change from before, and his appearance was probably in his twenties. No, he might be younger. After all, he took Dongling secret medicine back then. At that time, it was also so old.

Therefore, in the past few years, he has remained so young, but he has not grown as long as Mage Jingkong.

It was not like Shen Qingci, who always looked like fifteen or sixteen.

"Sir, he's here."

Changqing did not know when it appeared, and also said to Luo Heng Filter.

"Let him in."

Luo Hengli put down his chopsticks and patted the white eagle's wings.

"You have a good rest for a while." It may be soon, and it needs to be busy.

With a clear whistle, the white eagle fanned his wings, flew to the side of the tree and stood up, where he also rested.

Not long after that, a man in a black cloak walked in. Judging by his figure, he was only thirty years old, and his steps were clean and neat. Compared with those who practiced martial arts, To be slightly heavier.

Therefore, this person should also not be able to use martial arts.

The man walked up to Lao Hengjuan, and then burst out laughing.

"You said, what kind of magical medicine did you take, and it hasn't changed for so many years?"

"But yes."

The man chuckled again, "You are still so good, otherwise, if you get older and stand with your princess, people will think you are their grandfather."

"Neither are you?"

Luo Hengli glanced at him lightly, "You don't eat less of the medicines in my mansion, right? Of course, you don't use less of the jade cream. You are now much smaller than your imperial brother."

"That's natural."

The man stretched out his hand and also took off his hat back, revealing a handsome and young face. His complexion was a little fairer than ordinary people, but his eyes were very clear and energetic.

And seeing his face, he knew that this person's body was definitely not bad.

When I actually face it, it's not bad either.

And if there is a person with a heart, it will definitely be recognizable. Who is this person?

The prince of Baichu, the king of Lu.

And the emperor of Baichu named him Changsheng.

It seems that this name is really not for nothing. Thinking of him back then, he was sick and weak, so that people thought that he would not survive as an adult. Now, he has survived, and his body is getting worse and worse. Well, it may also be because all the illnesses were eliminated when he was young, so now he rarely gets sick, even if it is common typhoid fever, it is not easy to get.

Perhaps the name Changsheng is really the right one, and he may really be able to live long in the future.

"Is something delivered?"

Luo Hengju asked King Lu, he had been waiting here for a long time, not to wait for him, to tease how his face looked, nor to wait for him to make jokes, but to wait for that news.