As if she was afraid that Ling Xia would run away again, Xia Ning'er at this time hugged Ling Xia's arm tightly, no matter what Ling Xia said, she just refused to let go of her hand, seeing the cowardly and aggrieved expression in her eyes, Ling Xia let her hold her arm.

"Brother, what's the matter with your injuries?" After a while, Xia Ning'er noticed the bandages wrapped around Ling Xia's body, and looked at Ling Xia, who had a blue nose and swollen face and drooping eyelids, Xia Ning'er showed a trace of anger on her face: "Who hurt you?" I went to him to settle the score. ”

"Don't don't------ don't have this expression, brother is afraid." When Xia Ning'er was angry and angry, her expression was the same as during the day, Ling Xia trembled when she saw it, and when she saw Xia Ning'er insisting on avenging herself, Ling Xia had to lie that she had fallen.

After fooling the matter of the injury, Ling Xia suddenly thought of something? He asked Xia Ning'er to take a piece of paper and a pen, and then asked Xia Ning'er in the evening to write a letter to Xia Ning'er tomorrow, the title of the letter was "Apology Letter"

Seeing that Xia Ning'er didn't know how to write, Ling Xia dictated the content and asked Xia Ning'er to write it herself, and after writing a large sheet, Ling Xia asked Xia Ning'er to sign his name, worried that it would not be safe, and he asked Xia Ning'er to draw a handprint from the place where he fell.

"Brother, isn't my name Bai Yu? But why do people here call me Xia Ning'er? When helping Ling Xia fold the letterhead, Xia Ning'er put her hand on Ling Xia's ear and whispered: "There are still people who call me a princess, and kneel down when they see me." ”

"Don't you remember something? Like what happened to you before? Ling Xia asked tentatively.

Xia Ning'er replied obediently: "I remember, you are the elder brother, I am the younger sister, our home is in a dilapidated temple, and then the elder brother gave me a jelly bean, and then I fell asleep, and I woke up and was here." ”

"Further on? What happened before you met me? Ling Xia asked.

"Further on? What's further along? Xia Ning'er looked at Ling Xia with a puzzled expression.

"No, nothing, I'm talking about playing." Ling Xia vaguely understood in his heart that after taking the Cleansing Pill, Xia Ning'er's symptoms of going mad were only half recovered, she was a sober and normal royal princess during the day, and she was a simple and well-behaved Ling Baiyu at night.

Perhaps because of the Myelin Cleansing Pill, Xia Ning'er's memories of Ling Baiyu after her illness stayed in the time period when Feifengling met Ling Xia, and the previous chaotic memories were all gone, but her normal memories were not affected.

If Ling Xia's analysis is correct, as long as she gives Xia Ning'er another myelin-washing pill, then her illness will be completely cured, and not only will her spirit return to normal, but her skill cultivation will also be able to improve a lot, and if she doesn't do it, she can also be promoted to the Gangyuan realm.

Although Ling Xia still had two myelin-cleansing pills on his body, even if the sky fell, even if the ground fell, even if he wanted his own life, Ling Xia would not give Xia Ning'er a myelin-washing pill, and he must not let Xia Ning'er completely return to normal.

At present, Xia Ning'er is only half recovered, and he was beaten half to death, if he recovers completely, then he must not be beaten to death? For the sake of his own life, he sincerely hopes that Xia Ning'er will continue to be sick, besides, people, who doesn't have a headache and brain fever?

Seeing that Xia Ning'er was worried that she would disappear again, so she kept pestering herself and refused to sleep, Ling Xia felt a little embarrassed and pity in her heart, and secretly said in her heart: It would be great if Xia Ning'er's illness did not recover, raised his hand and touched Xia Ning'er's hair, he said softly:

"Ning'er, in this way, my brother will tell you a story, and you will go back to sleep after you finish speaking, okay? My brother will tell you a story every night in the future, and when you finish listening to the story, you will go back to sleep obediently, and today my brother will tell you a story about Cinderella. ”

Then, Ling Xia told Xia Ning'er a Cinderella story with emotion, and Xia Ning'er listened to it fascinated, and after listening to the story, Xia Ning'er reluctantly left Ling Xia's house and returned to her bedroom to rest.

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In the early morning of the next day, Ling Xia was sleeping soundly, and suddenly, the door was kicked open with a "bang", and Xia Ning'er walked into the room with a frosty face, and said to Ling Xia in a cold tone: "Today is the first day of our marriage, and later, accompany me to ask my father for peace." ”

Looking at Xia Ning'er's domineering appearance, it is estimated that he has returned to consciousness and normal, Ling Xia does not dare to provoke Xia Ning'er in this state, he pointed to his body and said weakly: "I can't move this appearance, so you should go by yourself." ”

"Isn't it just an arm and leg plus a few ribs? As for being so squeamish? Disdainful, Xia Ning'er instructed the eunuch outside the door: "Little monkey, little pillar, later, you carry this waste with me to my father's emperor." ”

Hearing Xia Ning'er call herself a waste, Ling Xia's anger came up immediately, tilted his head, and refused coldly: "The emperor said yesterday, allow me to dispense with all ceremonial activities, you go and say hello to the emperor yourself, I won't go." ”

"Yes, kind, you, again, say, once, again!" Seeing Ling Xia's refusal to herself, Xia Ning'er's cheeks were cold, she picked up a tea bowl casually, and squeezed it hard, the tea bowl instantly turned into pieces, and with a gentle sprinkling, a layer of powder drifted out of her hand.

"Ahem------ you ------ don't mess around------ I don't ------ I'm not afraid of you." said that he was not afraid, but after seeing Xia Ning'er's cold expression, Ling Xia's heart was still sudden, his injury was not healed yet, don't be beaten out of a new injury.

Seeing Xia Ning'er walking towards him with an unkind expression, Ling Xia hurriedly took out a letter from under his body: "This is the letter of apology you wrote to me last night, the letter said that you will never beat me again in the future, if you hurt me again, after the night, you will be voluntarily beaten back by me, how you beat me during the day, let me beat you how you at night." ”

"Nonsense, how could this princess ever write such a ridiculous thing." After scolding, Xia Ning'er snatched the letter of apology, shook the letterhead, she glanced at it casually, and then she rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

Looking at the entire letter word for word, Xia Ning'er was completely sure that the handwriting was not fake, and there was no problem with the signature, and there was also a handprint drawn by herself at the place where the payment was even more outrageous, and she raised her hand to look at her fingers, there were still traces of vermilion on it,

Looking at the apology letter in her hand, Xia Ning'er was stunned and stunned, hesitated for a moment, she asked Ling Xia with a dull face: "How is this ----- possible------ how could I write you such a letter------ hell------"

"How do I know what's going on? You came in to find me last night, first called me brother, and then wrote this letter of apology, I can't accept it, you insist on giving it to me. After speaking, Ling Xia looked at the stunned Xia Ning'er and continued: "If you don't believe it, you can ask Sister Yao and Sister Li." ”

Hearing this, Xia Ning'er turned around and broke out of the door, looking at Xia Ning'er's figure, Ling Xia suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "My mother, I'm scared to death, I hope to scare that girl." ”