"Not yet, the old enemy we've been staring at! The prince was right at first. ”

Qizi, who had been standing quietly for a long time, suddenly interjected.

Nangong Ping raised his chin quietly:

"Okay, since this king has nothing to do, you are still scattered, so why do you want to go. Seventh son, this king is a little tired these two days, go find a carriage to come, this king wants to go back to listen to Taoju for a few days. ”

"It's easy." The seventh son replied respectfully.

In an instant, the large group of people under the tree had already quietly dispersed.

Until he sat back on the comfortable carriage, Xiao Yu seemed to be still in a trance, like in a dream:

Hmmm, in this short period of time, is all this changing too fast?

Discipline slaves, some don't believe it's true.

It's just that what about the originally designed withdrawal and departure?

Why, but they still followed him and went back together? This kind of thing, even thinking about it, feels a little cowardly.

Leaning on the opposite compartment wall, looking at the small expressions on Xiao Yu's face, Nangong Ping smiled quietly:

"Yu'er, in the final analysis, those objects in Tingtaoju, as well as the king's chronic illness, are all caused by your madness. Although you have also made some remedies halfway, but, think about it again, the bottom of this king's heart is still a little unconvinced. But tell me how the king will punish you when you go back? ”

Suddenly raised his head and caught a glimpse of Nangong Ping's handsome face that seemed to be smiling, but for some reason, Xiao Yu had a little weakness for no reason.

Rarely, she could only say in a low voice admitting defeat:

"Well, Lord Wang, some things have been done, and Yu'er has nothing to say. It's just that Yu'er still thinks that if the prince wants to punish Yu'er, it's best to punish Yu'er and continue to practice desperately. Yu'er is now, but she is really worried about adding more strength and more effort, and when the time comes, when it comes to that martial arts competition, she will have a better chance of winning. ”

Looking at her little appearance that was finally willing to bow her head and admit her mistake, Nangong Ping couldn't help but laugh again.

"By the way, Yu'er, your proposal actually makes a lot of sense. Otherwise, the punishment for you will be postponed slightly, and after this martial arts competition, one day the king and you are free, and then discuss together, how to punish you well, you see it? ”

"The prince is willing to say so, and Yu'er also recognizes it."

With a pair of misty eyes wide open, Xiao Yu looked up pitifully and said, his tone was timid, he was completely frightened like a little lamb, where was there still yesterday's half of the domineering!

Nangong Ping lowered his eyebrows and smiled again, and said no more.

Just stretched out his hand, took out a box of delicate pastries from the mallet of the familiar carriage, handed it to Xiao Yu, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Those fragrant snacks soothed Xiao Yu's many frightened little apprehensions in an instant:

Well, speaking of which, no matter what he has done, this prince of Nangong seems to have always been towards him.

Going back like this, although it is a bit against the original intention, but in the end, it is not to win the next game.

In any case, people's starting point is always kind and not wrong.

Summoned Ah Tong, greedily eating those delicious snacks, Xiao Yu explained himself like this