Xiao Yu's ears slowly turned red.

Pushing the prince of Nangong, Xiao Yu coughed in a low voice, and then struggled to say:

"Well, Yu'er, isn't this good. This is so decent, what is the prince crying again. It's embarrassing to call Yu'er. Yu'er is actually not just greedy for money, Yu'er actually just wants to remove the mask of the gray-clothed man and see for himself, who is that stupid guy who hides his head and eyes......"

When the prince of Nangong heard this, he sighed more and more.

"If you want to see who it is, you just fight with your life, you idiot! Okay, don't talk much, this king will take you back to rest well......"

"But Yu'er still has a very important sentence to say." Leaning on the arms of the prince of Nangong, Xiao Yu still said stubbornly: "The prince's money, Yu'er has never thought of being greedy in private, except for spending her own efforts to earn it in a dignified manner. What's yours is yours, and what Yu'er is Yu'er's, can't you use it to talk nonsense......"

After saying it a little weakly, Xiao Yu finally tilted his head and fell into the arms of Nangong Wangye, breathing heavily.

Gritting his teeth, the prince of Nangong raised his voice and called:

"Hezi! Hezi! Come out to this king! ”

A black figure immediately floated out of the bushes like a shadow, and his mouth was still crackling and constantly breaking the news:

"Back to the prince, that guy has taken the opportunity to escape, and his subordinates are ordering his subordinates to follow him all the way. Also, our camp, Hezi let them settle on the hill over there, the terrain over there is higher, the terrain is better, our team of people, it is safer to live over there......"

"Say no more!" The prince of Nangong shouted loudly: "Notify them immediately, move the camp to this side for this king, hurry!" This king's Yu'er is injured, but she can't afford to toss anymore! This king wants her to lie down quickly and have a good rest! ”

"But ......"

He Zi glanced at the prince of Nangong, and stopped talking.

"It's nothing, just do it!"

Holding Xiao Yu in his arms, the prince of Nangong had a gloomy face and ordered undoubtedly.

Seeing that there was no room for turnaround, He Zi still raised his hand and whistled loudly towards the opposite mountain.

It didn't take much effort, and the camp of the prince of Nangong was finally rebuilt on the spot.

Lifting the heavy tent curtain, Nangong Wang Ye entered the big tent without saying a word, as if holding a piece of precious porcelain, and carefully placed Xiao Yu in the delicate mattress.

Ah Tong is obviously not a worry-free child, with a flat mouth, crying and shouting all the way to follow in.

A little guard on the side who didn't know much about it just wanted to stretch out his hand to stop him, but he had already called He Zi to slap the knife and forced him back.

Seeing that Ah Tong's child was walking with a pair of little short legs and swaggering to follow up the tent, the little guard was still a little puzzled and asked:

"Big brother, is our master a gentleman and a son? When did this happen? So fast? ”

"Hurry up, is this something that we people should ask?!" He Zi stretched his tone and cross-examined with his hand: "Xiao Anzi, I can't see, when did you grow your ability again, eh?!" ”

"Yes, yes, Mr. He has taught him a great lesson!" Xiao Anzi made a bitter face and said again and again with a convincing face.

After taking a white face towel, Prince Nangong was very careful to help Xiao Yu wipe off a little stain on his face.