"But the prince is afraid of itching!" Although this is a remote place, it can't stand a man's shouting in the middle of the night.

The voice is still lingering, intermittent, up and down, and those who hear it can't help but think crankily.

Yan Ying didn't want to mess with herself at this juncture, she was already bright, if she was not careful, she would push herself into the abyss.

The gains outweigh the losses, although you are handsome.

It's a pity it's not my thing!

Yan Ying's heart was clear.

Whether it is friend or foe, gain or loss, she has a rod and scale in her heart.

"This king endures." Nangong Han said leisurely.

Under the moonlight, although he is handsome, his brain is not good, and he really can't read the dishes.

Do you want to say it clearly, Lord Wang, hurry up!

Can you bear this? You can't bear it, lord, you have to be self-aware.

Although Yan Wuying secretly slandered in her heart, she still obediently pricked Nangong Han with acupuncture.

After all, life matters!

Although it would be good for the bear child to beat him, Yan Ying secretly glanced at her short and weak little chicken feet.

In the end, he poured himself a bowl of chicken soup: Han Xin can still endure the humiliation of his crotch, and it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years.

After a while, Nangong Han was pierced like a hedgehog.

The big hedgehog that doesn't move, come and laugh and take a picture, Ye!

Of course, she only dared to ridicule in her heart.

Yan Ying patted her somewhat sour hand and said, "Acupoint massage will be another day, I'm afraid that the prince can't help but scream to kill the pig." ”

"Huh?" Nangong Han's voice had obvious forbearance.

The sound of killing pigs is so good as the king's screaming?

Write it down in a small notebook and settle accounts after the fall.

"I mean, I'm in a shabby place, you can see it's just a stool, and it's still broken.

If you do acupoint massage, you must have a comfortable sitting posture.

Of course, if you don't mind, you can sit on my girl's bed. Yan Ying looked at the prince's pig's liver-like face and changed her words.

"I'm disgusted!" After a long time, Nangong Han responded.

Sitting on Yan Ying's bed, he was already reluctant to make it difficult, not to mention others.

"Who sat down in that bed?" Nangong Han thought about it and felt that it was like a thorn, making him very uncomfortable.

As the enforcer of the Apocalypse Kingdom, he can't look at others bullying others, he is a prince who upholds justice.

Deserved......

So he asked bluntly.

"It's my father." Yan Ying replied calmly.

"Master Hou?" Nangong Han's tone finally improved a little.

"I fainted during the day, and my father collapsed when he came to see me, but it was a blessing in disguise.

My father agreed to let me move back to my mother's old yard. Yan Ying said with a smile, remembering Yun Yishu's deflated expression at the same time.

The mood is simply hearty.

"You're pretending to be sick?" Nangong Han saw that Yan Ying was like a divine help, her little face was flushed, and her speech was not sloppy.

said that she was sick and needed to be visited by Hou Ye in person, but he didn't believe it.

Yan Ying nodded, pretending to be aggrieved and said, "The prince refused to give me a knock on the Hou Mansion, so I had to find my own way."

The prince shouldn't be worried that I won't be able to get the same copper coin. ”

Yan Ying asked very seriously, it was natural to repay the debt.

Although the money was borrowed by himself.

Nangong Han twitched the corners of his mouth: "Since you have the ability to repay now, return the silver to me first." ”

Yan Ying: Is the prince really so down-and-out, those princes on TV and in small books, which prince is not spending money?

Angry at every turn, throwing a lot of money? There are countless mountains of gold and silver.

I'm afraid this prince is fake, right? Consistent copper coins are reminded every three or five times.

Yan Ying began to doubt life a little.

"Why are you so downcast?" Nangong Han saw that there was no sound, and looked at Yan Ying not far away.

Because what she is doing now is really hurtful, it is simply not what a daughter of a family should do.

Yan Ying didn't eat much for dinner, and acupuncture was also a manual work, so she was grabbing the raw radish slices that came from the big kitchen in the afternoon to eat.

It's really raw radish slices.

Yan Ying took a bite of the raw radish slices, which were a little spicy, and she swallowed them hard.

did not answer Nangong Han's words.

The full man does not know that the hungry man is hungry, and it is useless to say more, and the allusion of "why not minced meat" is vivid.

Nangong Han looked at Yan Ying with straight eyes.

Yan Ying couldn't figure out what he meant for a while, she turned to stare at the few radish slices and asked a little distressedly, "Do you want to eat a little?" I'm in for a treat. ”

"Don't!" Nangong Han was very disgusted, so he almost kicked Fei Yanying.

Invite a prince to eat raw radish slices, this person's brain is broken.

Yan Ying was in the middle of it, and took another piece and put it in her mouth, this time she learned her lesson and took a little bite.

Chewing slowly, it tasted good, a little sweet in the spicy, a taste she had never tried before.

I don't know how to do it.

Nangong Han looked at the person opposite, and seemed to be eating with relish.

It looked like eating ginseng fruit, with a bulging mouth, like a cute little white rabbit.

He thought it might not taste that bad.

"Why don't I have a piece of it, after all, you don't even have water here." Nangong Han said to himself.

"Lord Wang, you want to drink water, if you have water, I'll pour it for you." Yan Ying hurriedly put down the radish slices in her hand and said.

Nangong Han's face was frosty.

After a while, Yan Ying cautiously brought a missing water cup, and looked at Nangong Han staring at the gap in a daze.

Yan Ying hurriedly explained: "Lord Wang, I have just washed it several times with the well water outside.

The cup is clean, this cup was fine last night, and when it was time to clean up today.

If you accidentally make a gap in the floor for the roof repairer, you will be able to use it. ”

Yan Ying reverently raised the cup in her hand.

"You give the king water from the well?" Nangong Han couldn't bear it anymore.

He wanted to eat raw radish slices.

"No, the water from the burned well!!" Yan Ying held up a hand and reassured.

"It's cold." I don't know why, Nangong Han just wants to eat radish slices, so he has to eat them.

"That's just a slice of turnips."

Yan Ying carefully handed a slice of raw radish to Nangong Han's mouth.

For fear that Nangong Han would start fighting if he didn't agree with him.

It's really not easy for this Hou Mansion concubine to do.

Nangong Han took a bite, frowning, a little spicy, it seems that there is a reason why the girl on the other side has yellow muscles and thin muscles.

"Hou Ye will give you a courtyard like this? Eating such a meal? ”

Nangong Han thought that if Yan Ying begged for help in knocking down the Ding'an Hou Mansion today.

He reluctantly agreed.

Of course, I have a sturdy stool for my follow-up in the future, even if I don't beg hard, I will mention it casually, Nangong Han will come to ask tomorrow.

After all, tomorrow will be resting, and being idle is also idle.

It's okay to take the opportunity to do good.

"My father didn't know my situation before, but this afternoon he found out, and he changed the yard for me, and I won't live here tomorrow."

Yan Ying's eyes smiled like a crooked moon, and her face was festive, especially the two big dimples, which made Nangong Han look quite an eyesore.

Nangong Han was a little discouraged, he was kind enough to help, but he didn't help.

Yan Ying took the silver needle, wrapped it and handed it to Nangong Han and said, "The prince will remember to disinfect the boiling water when he goes back!" ”

Nangong Han sorted out his clothes and said, "Put you here, you disinfect." ”

said that he walked away with an unhappy face, and left.

Gone.........

Yan Ying looked at the dark in the courtyard, it was rare to come and go without a trace.

Early the next morning, the housekeeper sent someone to help Yan Ying move, but fortunately, the two courtyards were not too far apart, and she was not tired of tossing back and forth.

It seems that the mother of the original owner also likes elegant places, and does not like noisy places.

I don't know why Yan Ying still has some feelings for the original owner's maiden family.

I always feel that if she is still here, she will definitely be a good mother, and she must be the same as her own mother.

She looked up at the door plaque in the courtyard that read: Mochizuki Residence

Yan Ying stood at the door and stared at it for a long time, some memories of the original owner were surging, she reached out and touched her face, and tears actually slipped down.

"Your mother was a well-deserved talented woman in the Kingdom of the Apocalypse, and she was truly talented and learned, not in vain." Steward Huang stood behind Yan Ying and said.

Xu saw her staring at the plaque involuntarily.

Yan Ying stretched out her hand to wipe the tears on her cheeks, and said slightly: "Thank you Uncle Huang for taking care of you, Ying'er remembers it in her heart, and believes that her mother has a spirit in the sky and will know everything." ”

Huang Zijun realized that he was a little out of control just now, and he hurriedly sorted out his panicked expression.

"Taking care of the second lady is my job, and I don't dare to take credit." As he spoke, he glanced at the intersection with his eyes.

It was Yan Ya who came over with a personal girl, and that posture was a bit like a resentful woman who had just become a widow.