Chapter 872

"Where did you go shopping last night? Why didn't you come back for so long?"

Early the next morning, Wen Xia ran to Luo Quan's room to ask.

"What didn't come back for so long?" Luo Quan was half-awake, looking at her blankly with a chicken-nest head.

Obviously a bit sleepy.

Wen Xia held Luo Quan's face and rubbed it: "I knocked on your door at almost 11 o'clock last night, but it didn't open; you don't look like someone who can shop for two hours."

"It's just that I met some fans on the road who recognized me, so I was delayed for a while."

Luo Quan opened her mouth and yawned, but her mouth was squeezed by Wen Xia, making her speak like a hen.

"Is that so? I thought you went shopping alone to Kabukicho to find a gigolo." Wen Xia let go of her hand and made an irrelevant joke.

Luo Quan was angered to laugh by this: "With my appearance, my identity, do I need to specifically look for a gigolo?

If I hook my fingers, wouldn't all the good men in the world line up for me to pick?"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes, who doesn't know that our Luo Bao is a heartthrob?" Wen Xia nodded hurriedly.

"Who wants to pick a man?"

Gao Liang and Mia walked in at this time: "Sister, are you finally planning to find a support for your second half of life?"

Luo Quan sneered and said: "Want to be my support? Talk about it after you can withstand a Tieshan Kao from me."

"Alright, your sister has made up her mind to be a nine-generation iron virgin, so don't disturb her practice." Wen Xia stood up and organized everyone to eat breakfast, but was kicked in the butt by Luo Quan, who was holding a grudge.

This morning, everyone got up neatly and ate breakfast together on the fifth floor of the hotel.

"Why are there suddenly so many foreigners?"

Gao Liang was gnawing on butter bread, looking at many unfamiliar faces around him.

He has lived in the hotel for more than a week, and basically everyone he saw coming to eat in the morning was those few people.

But today, he hadn't seen any of the dozen or so people in the dining room before; could it be that a tour group checked in last night?

"Eh, Francis is also here." Gao Liang scanned the dining room and saw an acquaintance.

"Who is Francis?" Mia asked curiously.

"He is one of Her Majesty the Queen's personal guards; he often taught me swordsmanship when I lived in Buckingham Palace when I was a child; he is a true sword master!"

Gao Liang greeted the silver-haired, spirited old man.

And Francis seemed to have discovered Gao Liang, and walked over with a few young people.

"Your Highness Gao Liang." Francis bowed and saluted, his attitude as respectful as Butler Barry at home.

Gao Liang greeted with a smile: "Long time no see, Francis; why didn't I see you when I went to London at the beginning of the year?"

"I was busy practicing at the time, so I handed over the work to several other imperial guards."

Francis smiled, although there was white beard on his chin, he didn't make people feel rough at all, but gave people a feeling of spring breeze.

If he were young, he must be a big handsome guy.

"This must be Miss Luo Quan; she is really a great beauty who is rare in a hundred years." Francis looked at Luo Quan, his words full of exclamation that could not be covered.

Rare in a hundred years?

Luo Quan felt that this adjective was strange, as if she were some kind of disaster.

However, if you have to say it, her appearance is indeed worthy of the four words "ruining the country and the people".

"I should call you Sir Francis, right?" Luo Quan guessed that such a confidant of the Queen generally had a title, so she called him Sir Francis.

"You are also a noble girl of the Albert family; just call me Francis directly."

The attitude of this imperial guard toward Luo Quan was very respectful, even more so than Gao Liang.

It is also possible that her strength is too shocking.

"By the way, Francis, why did you come to Tokyo? Are you also here to participate in the Olympics?"

Gao Liang didn't know about the secret realm; neither his father nor his sister told him.

Mainly because it's useless to tell him; after all, with his current strength, it is estimated that he is not qualified to enter.

Francis was very strict about the secret realm.

Even if he called Gao Liang "Your Highness" one by one, he still talked about other things for his true purpose, and didn't tell the truth at all.

Gao Liang felt that the old man was not straightforward, so he didn't talk to him much, waved his hand, and let him go back to eat breakfast.

After people left, Luo Quan complained: "I remember you don't have a title either; why is that old man's address to you 'Your Highness', and I am 'Miss'?"

Gao Liang smiled reservedly: "It probably has something to do with me being a direct bloodline of the Hohenzollern family."

Albert is a branch of the royal family; although the relationship is very close, if he really intends to inherit the throne, the order of succession will be ranked after dozens.

But the Hohenzollern family is different; Gao Liang's mother is the second daughter of the head of this family, and the order of succession is much higher than the other side.

Possessing the noble blood of two nobles, plus being liked by the Queen since childhood, it is not too much to call him "Your Highness".

As for Luo Quan.

"Lady" is the normal way of calling.

"Always feel like he seems to be hiding something from me; coming to Tokyo suddenly this time is definitely not for any Olympics."

Gao Liang looked at Francis's back and muttered.

Luo Quan didn't speak; as long as her brother didn't take the initiative to ask, she certainly wouldn't take the initiative to say it.

After all, it is a sensitive moment, and knowing a little less is good for Gao Liang, so as not to get him involved in trouble.

As more and more people came to the dining room for breakfast, more and more people noticed Luo Quan's table.

A considerable number of them were extraordinary people who had met last night.

One by one, they were looked at by Luo Quan, and several others were looking at Wen Xia, Lin Ruoli and the others, and the look was not very polite.

Although as a star, it is normal to be watched by everyone, and Wen Xia and the others are used to it.

But now it is vacation time, and they still don't like being treated like this.

Just looking at it once or twice is enough; what is this constant staring? It makes people feel uncomfortable all over.

If it were others who encountered this situation, they would probably go back to the room directly, and more is better than less.

But Luo Quan has never been the kind of person who is afraid of trouble, and is definitely not the kind of person who is willing to swallow her anger.

For these foreigners who stared at them for more than half a minute, she stood up and walked to one of the people closest to them.

"Did flowers bloom on my face?" Luo Quan asked loudly, not afraid of being heard by others at all.

Under the gaze of Luo Quan's sharp eyes, this Nordic big man, whose arm was thicker than her waist, lowered his head and denied: "No."

"Did flowers bloom on my friend's face?" Luo Quan continued to ask.

"No... no." The big man was now sweating profusely.

"Then why do you keep staring?" Luo Quan glared, her momentum like a beast, making the big man feel inexplicable fear.

"Sorry, I will never offend you and your friends again." The big man hurriedly admitted his mistake.

After solving one, Luo Quan turned her head to look at another short and strong man covered in tattoos at the next table.

"Tattoo, gangster?" Luo Quan slapped the table.

The metal tray was slapped into pieces, but the wooden table underneath was intact.

This move, which was more outrageous than hitting a cow across a mountain, made the tattooed man shake his head quickly: "Just a hobby, I am a civilian."

"I'm in a bad mood now; sing me a song." Luo Quan's face was like ice, her fingers playing with the pieces of the tray, rubbing them into balls like noodles.

"Sing... sing what?" The tattooed man was dumbfounded by Luo Quan's finger strength and couldn't raise any resistance.

"Where is the road."

"I haven't heard of it." The tattooed man said helplessly.

Luo Quan immediately shouted: "If you haven't heard of it, go back and listen! If you meet again next time and don't know how to sing, I will let you end up like this tray!"

Before the words were finished, the tattooed man had already tucked his tail and fled the dining room.

Luo Quan scanned the surroundings again, and everyone lowered their heads, affectionately looking at the food in their trays; where would they dare to look at her?

"Virtue, as if you have never seen a beauty."

Luo Quan cursed softly and returned to her seat.

Some foreigners are like this, fearing power but not cherishing virtue; if you reason with them, they think you are easy to bully.

You have to slap them in the face to know what politeness is.

Only then did they have a little ability and stared at the girls, their eyeballs didn't move.

If they were stronger in the future, would that be okay?

Luo Quan doesn't get used to these.

You can look at it however you want during working hours, because it is for you to see.

Now that it is clearly on vacation, she doesn't want to be commented on like an animal.

"Luo Bao, you are too fierce; you stood up and scared these people with a few words, really awesome!"

Wen Xia offered her cheesy praise to Luo Quan who returned triumphantly.

"But it's good that it's not in the country; if it's filmed and posted on the internet, it's estimated that it will cause rhythm again."

Wen Xia added a sentence after praising, expressing some worry.

Luo Quan said calmly: "I was clearly negotiating with those people in a friendly way; I didn't hit anyone or scold anyone, and my attitude has always been very, very gentle."

"Pfft!"

Gao Liang couldn't hold it and laughed.

"What's wrong with you, my dear brother?" Luo Quan looked over, her eyes kind, and pressed her slender hands, which could crush and rub metal trays, on Gao Liang's shoulders.

Her fingers were not very far from his neck.

"Nothing, stomachache." Gao Liang didn't dare to tease at this time; for the sake of his life, he hurriedly made his stomach ache.

"If your stomach hurts, bear with it; go back and drink more hot water."

Luo Quan cut, let go of her hand, and ignored him.

Gao Liang, who escaped a disaster, let out a long sigh of relief.

Although the bystanders were solved, everyone's interest in eating was also affected by this episode.

Simply filled their stomachs and prepared to go home.

At this time, a big hospital news appeared on the Japanese hot search list:

"Crown Prince Jinggong Jinggong Ya Zuo will hold an engagement dinner with Miss Iwasaki Aiko in three days!"

Wen Xia, who was playing with her mobile phone, saw this news push and immediately shouted in surprise: "Luo Quan, look!"

"So surprised, did you find Godzilla?"

Luo Quan turned her head and looked over, then showed a fleeting surprise.

"Just engaged, what's there to be surprised about?" Luo Quan said as if nothing had happened.

"Look, I thought he was a lover who was deeply in love, but it turned out that people didn't wait, it's really a pity." Wen Xia sighed, pointing to something.

Luo Quan looked at her speechlessly, without even the interest to argue.

From beginning to end, it was Crown Prince Jinggong's unrequited love; in order to avoid it, he even fled from Tokyo to Shanghai.

But there are still people who like to spread these scandals, so what can I do? Can only ignore it.

However, she doesn't ignore it, but others always like to involve her.

Jinggong Jinggong Ya Zuo and Iwasaki Aiko holding an engagement dinner has nothing to do with her originally.

As a result, the media of Tokyo TV added a subtitle directly under the title:

Where will Luo Quan go?

Luo Quan really didn't know where to go after seeing it.

Because she didn't know why she appeared under this title.

The key is that the netizens in the comment area also shouted at her seriously:

"Luo Quan-san, this may be your last chance."

"While the engagement dinner hasn't been held yet, it's still in time to stop it now."

"Could this be a trick of the Crown Prince to play hard to get, wanting to make Luo Quan feel a sense of crisis?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Luo Quan clearly has nothing to do with the Crown Prince; it's all your imagination."

"I think you all think too much."

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Only by turning to the back can you see some normal comments.

I don't know if the ones in front are water troops or Jinggong Jinggong Ya Zuo's fans.

Generally speaking, male fans will not like their goddess to marry someone else.

But in order to keep her, these fans, knowing that there is no possibility, pinned their hopes on Jinggong Jinggong Ya Zuo.

After all, in the eyes of many fans, the handsome and elegant Crown Prince Jinggong's attraction to girls is still very large.

The facts are indeed the case, but it does not necessarily apply to all girls.

She has seen many people NTR others, but she has really not seen many people NTR themselves.

Can only say that her fans sacrificed too much in order to keep her.

Luo Quan was very moved, and at the same time very hateful.

As for this rhythm, many media in Tokyo are participating.

Almost in an instant, all channels for the Japanese people to understand the news were covered.

It seems like someone made a special arrangement to cover up something.

The reason why she has such a guess is because when she was on the hot search in the past, several major media posted articles one after another.

Never once was it as neat as it is now.

This situation will only occur when buying hot searches.

But the Crown Prince's engagement was originally a hot news that could be easily searched, and there was no need to buy hot searches at all.

In short, this rhythm is very abnormal.

Luo Quan's intuition has rarely made mistakes; it's okay to say that she is lucky, but it really rarely makes mistakes.

So Luo Quan didn't feel angry at the first time, or post to clarify anything.

She decided to observe for a while to see what kind of things were waiting for her later.