Chapter 124 Memories

Nangong Han shook off his hand and wiped it back and forth on his burgundy clothes. "You don't even deserve to be a girl in the house for this king."

In addition to wanting to strangle Yan Ying now, he doesn't want to talk about any soap business at all.

Does he look like a prince who is short of money?

"I tried my best to make the hat for the prince, don't you like it, the prince?" Yan Ying thought about it, and offended him with this matter today.

Nangong Han has been angry since he came in.

Yan Ying is not blind, naturally she sees it in her eyes.

In fact, the style and breathability of the hat are quite good, except for the color.

"What do you say? Didn't you just recommend yourself to discuss the problem of living with me? Not to mention the green hat that is as bold as the prairie, Nangong Han can still bear to speak.

But Yan Ying didn't mention the green hat.

"Actually, it doesn't matter what others say, the most important thing is that you are happy, if you think the hat is good-looking, you can wear it, it doesn't matter if you lose it."

"Limit you to half a pillar of incense and roll back to your bed if you exceed the time.

This king doesn't mind coming to the corner room every day to copy, although his health is unsatisfactory,

But the victory lies in the cuteness of the reaction, so let's be funny. Saying that, Nangong Han seemed to disappear out of thin air in front of Yan Ying.

Cute you are big, you are cynical, gentleman, and a loser Yan Ying originally wanted to counter violence with violence.

The result ended in failure.

Yan Ying watched Nangong Han disappear in an instant, her eyes widened with an incredible look, this perverted light skill had actually reached this point of being superb.

Thinking of what Nangong Han said when he was leaving, Yan Ying, who had come back to her senses, suddenly shouted, "Ziyue, Ziyue, come here." ”

In the corridor, Ziyue felt that there was an inexplicable gust of wind blowing on her face, muttering how a black wind had passed.

Before I could think about it, I heard my young lady's ghost crying wolf.

"What's wrong with Miss?" Ziyue ran into the corner room in a panic.

"What did you just see?" Yan Ying asked.

"Miss, the slave didn't see anything, no, the slave saw the young lady standing up from the water naked." Ziyue said seriously.

Yan Ying couldn't laugh or cry, and continued to ask, "Do you think Miss Ben's figure is attractive?" ”

Ziyue didn't know why her own young lady asked this, and the young lady was always very persistent in 36d, although Ziyue never understood why the young lady called it 36d.

Of course, she honestly replied, "Miss, don't worry, Miss hasn't reached yet, because of malnutrition, she has grown thinner."

This has to be slowly recuperated, and when it comes to the parents of the body, Miss has no choice, it's a little smaller, but you don't have to care too much about it, Miss. ”

Ziyue, what are you talking nonsense about, Yan Ying wants to cry without tears.

"Then you say that the man will have other thoughts when he sees it?" Yan Ying chased after her.

"Miss, don't say that men don't have ideas, I don't have any ideas when I see your small figure, but Miss, eat more in the future, and it will grow up slowly."

Although the young lady's foundation is a little thinner, she is still a mother after all, and she will have everything in the future. ”

Ziyue wiped Yan Ying's body and put on her clothes, while comforting her own young lady.

If Yan Ying didn't understand Ziyue's upright temperament, she swore that she could slap Ziyue to death right now, without mercy or hesitation.

Resolute!!

But after thinking about it, since Ziyue said so, thinking back to Nangong Han just now, he also had a disgusted expression.

Even if you go to bed, it's just a candle night talk, and there will definitely be no surprises, and you can't help yourself whether you go or not.

With a heart, Yan Ying ran back to her bed as fast as she could, and that Nangong Han really unceremoniously occupied most of her bed early.

Ziyue was still uneasy, and asked loudly outside the door, "Miss, really don't need slaves to serve?" ”

"No, you should rest earlier." How dare Yan Ying let Ziyue wait.

Nangong Han looked at Yan Ying, who had a black line on her face, standing on the edge of the bed and hesitating.

disgusted, "Come up, this king doesn't treat you as a woman, and besides, this king never sleeps with women." ”

"I'm a woman, it's like a fake." Yan Ying pointed to her flat chest and said helplessly.

You can't take off your pants to verify your identity.

"You're a woman?" Nangong Han's sentence is definitely not a question sentence, but a rhetorical question.

Yan Ying wanted to say something, Nangong Han pulled Yan Ying's hand, Yan Ying rolled onto the bed, and now it is a man-made knife, and Yan Ying, who is very knowledgeable, is lying motionless like this.

"Aren't you tired of lying like this?" Nangong Han looked at Yan Ying lying hard, like a dead fish, and asked very strangely.

"Not tired!" Yan Ying replied against her will.

Although she had also fantasized about a handsome guy stepping on colorful auspicious clouds to rescue her,

But it's certainly not like that, although she likes men.

But she doesn't like such a cold man, a man who thinks of himself as high and self-respecting.

The most important thing is that he doesn't treat her as a woman.

In a word, it's not her thing.

Thinking about it, she is not Nangong Han's dish.

Nangong Han didn't care what strange thoughts Yan Ying had, pulled the quilt and fell asleep.

Today is the death day of his mother, and too many things happened that day.

There are some things that he has to do, and the concubine died on that day, and she was also born on that day,

But is the mother still the mother? Is he still him?

Mother? A little bit of light overflowed from the corner of Nangong Han's eyes.

Every year today, he is always upset, and the voice and smile of his mother always come to his mind from time to time.

Now the mother concubine 、、、 in fact, Nangong Han wanted to hug the quilt and cry.

But if the dignified God of War of the Apocalypse Kingdom cries like a child, will it be criticized, and will it not conform to the image?

It is said that it is the most ruthless emperor's family, and it is the most ruthless emperor's family.

Everyone who is dying and struggling in the emperor's family will cry and shout, if there is an afterlife, they are willing to settle in the mountains and rivers and be born in the cloth family.

But who can get their wish, and even if they do, will there be no other remorse and unwillingness?

Life is so hard.

Nangong Han knew that feelings had been a luxury since he was born, so he only loved his gentle mother.

But the mother is now 、、、

Woman? He turned sideways and looked at the dry Yan Ying, huh......

When the emperor ascended the throne today, Nangong Han was only 7 years old, and when he was 13 years old, he took the initiative to ask Ying to leave the bloody capital.

I can't imagine waiting until he's fifteen.

An edict from the former emperor gave him the right to be unrestrained.

But it has always been the wood show that the forest wind blows.

He worked harder than anyone else, and he was lonelier than anyone else.

If others envy him, why doesn't he envy others.

"Do you have something on your mind?" Yan Ying saw the tears in the corners of Nangong Han's eyes sideways and couldn't help but ask.

In fact, reason told her to play dead.

But she still didn't control it.

"Don't be smart, you'll die faster." Nangong Han's voice was less domineering just now, but a little sad.

Although it was light, Yan Ying still caught it.

"I think it's good to cry when you have something on your mind, and crying can actually relieve a lot of pain." Yan Ying said heartlessly.

"You let this king cry in front of you?" Nangong Han pinched Yan Ying's neck without mercy and asked with red eyes.

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