Nan Yuexuan paused suddenly, looking at Nan Wufeng, his eyes were introverted and unwavering, and he obviously cared about him staying here in his words, but there was no leakage in his expression, and only he could be so perfect and inconsistent.

Nan Yuexuan said disapprerovingly: "What's wrong with this, this king has been here several times during the day before, even at night, has the fourth brother forgotten?" ”

, if there is a smile on the corner of his mouth, there is a slight sharpness.

On her wedding night, he hated her and asked him to bring her a plain white handkerchief.

The first time he entered the palace, he didn't bother to pick her up, but at that time, he was the one who came to pick her up.

Now that he cares, he won't allow himself to come again.

Now I know that I care, when she was ridiculed and despised before, when she was forced by the merchants, where did he go as a husband!

Mu Xi in the distance didn't look back, she had already walked into the wine cellar, it seemed that Nan Yuexuan, the person who had a headache, had already solved it for her, as for what they said, she was not interested, and she didn't want to know, she had been entangled with these merchants for a day, and she had a terrible headache.

Nan Wufeng chuckled and said: "Sixth brother, don't forget your identity, she has married this king, no matter how much this king hates him, she is the princess of smoke, and she will always be"

, When he said the end, he aggravated his tone, he was already faintly angry in his heart, just now his sixth brother was in front of everyone, blatantly flirting with her concubine, making him very unhappy, and he endured it for a long time.

"Okay, very good, what the Smoke King said is very right, the sixth brother will not come again from today"

, Nan Yuexuan looked up to the sky and smiled, but she was very helpless, "I hope you will always be good to her, don't let her down, she is different from other women, otherwise you will regret it"

, he didn't call him the fourth brother, but the title, and the tone was never blunt.

After saying that, he waved off the fallen leaves on his shoulders with his sleeves, his sleeves floated, and he left Yingluo Courtyard in a chic manner.

Looking at Nan Yuexuan's departure, I didn't expect King Huai, who had always been free and easy, and at that moment, the back under the sunset was stretched very long and refracted into the loneliest line.

Nan Wufeng retracted his gaze, "You can also step down"

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Bei Luochuan was stunned, does Brother Wufeng still want to stay in this courtyard?

"Brother Wufeng, Luo Chuan is waiting for you"

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Nan Wufeng glanced at Bei Luochuan and said indifferently: "No need, it's cold, you can go back."

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"Wo, then you should rest early"

, He knows that Brother Wufeng doesn't like to talk too much, doesn't like to ask more, she only has to be obedient in everything, in her impression, this man has only connived at that woman who is as good as the wind, this is the difference, she can't help but smile bitterly, and she really only has the right to wait by his side?

Beiluochuan no longer asked, silently turned around and left, Nan Wufeng went straight to the wine cellar, has not yet arrived at the door, the wine is fragrant, slowly floating, a smell of chrysanthemum brewing, just like the wild chrysanthemum in the mountain, the fragrance of chrysanthemum smoked clothes, when I just drank it I already felt the mellow fragrance of this wine, and now I have not yet entered it, and my mouth and heart have already touched its beauty.

There was no one in the cellar, Nan Wufeng walked to the depths of the cellar, and the deeper he went, the more intense the aroma of the wine became, and the strong aroma was rich, plus he drank half a liter of spirits, and he was a little hazy drunk.

There were several large stoves on the stoves, and on the stoves were wine troughs, and the large wine troughs were covered with small wine vats, which he had never seen before, and the wine-making method was not to let the grain ferment in a sealed jar, but the wine-making method in front of him was puzzling.

Nan Wufeng walked towards the stove curiously, and didn't notice a small figure lying on the wooden table in the corner.