Nangong Han finally waited for his mood to calm down.

Only then did she calmly look back at the bed, Yan Ying, who had no heart and lungs, had already gone on a date with Zhou Gong, and she was still chirping from time to time.

There was a shallow smile at the corner of his mouth.

Nangong Han turned his head and sighed: "If the mother and daughter are really lonely, they are both self-appreciating, and they are both unintentional people. ”

With that, he jumped out of the courtyard.

As free as the wind.

There was just a faint sigh from behind the bushes not far away.

Waiting for Nangong Han to enter his study, he pressed the dark compartment hidden behind the cabinet in the study, and walked down the stone steps step by step, the temperature below was obviously lower than outside.

But he was unconscious, and his steps were heavy.

"You're here?" Before Nangong Han walked in, there was a woman's voice inside.

"Yes, I'm coming to see you, today is the day of our appointment, and the court is a little busy, so it's delayed." Nangong replied coldly.

"Come and see me? Scold... What's so nice to see, left and right are just dead and alive. The man's voice was extremely nice.

It's just that under the faint bead curtain, only a graceful figure can be seen, and the man is carrying him on his back, and he can't see his face clearly.

But listening to the voice and looking at the figure, he thinks he is a wonderful person.

"At least you're alive and you're out of that killing-filled place, you have titles, fiefdoms, wealth and honor.

When the old man walked over the wall, the old woman went out to see the people who had already lost their fragrance and turned into a handful of dirt.

No matter what, the living are better than the dead. Nangong Han said without emotion.

He had seen too much life and death in the frontier, but he had seen it more lightly.

"She also has a daughter, who looks mediocre, but has some talent, I can't imagine that the housewife of the Hou Mansion can't even deal with a girl, this is not a tiger."

The woman, supported by the girl, walked out slowly, covering her face with a veil, and her face could not be seen.

But there was a sacrosanct coldness all around him, staring at the Nangong family with the same cold eyes.

Seeing that Nangong Han didn't have any expression, he continued: "My son has made great contributions, and for the Apocalypse Kingdom, he is a god-like existence.

Over the years, I have never heard my son talk about the daughter of a family, and I thought that my son would not eat oil and salt. Mobile Terminal One second to remember → m. to provide you with wonderful \ novel reading. Genius remembers m.

I can't imagine that you let yourself let the first-class shadow around you secretly protect her, will my son do this, will this palace be too disappointed? ”

Nangong Han hurriedly knelt on the ground, and said with sincere fear: "Mother Mingjian, the child is just curious for a while.

At that time, the daughter she gave birth to was so mediocre, she was just curious, and she didn't mean anything else. ”

The mother will not let her daughter go.

Thinking of this, Nangong Han's heart felt like a pair of big hands were firmly pinched.

That kind of pain, hitting the whole body, no one was spared.

The woman took a notebook from the hand of the grandmother who was standing quietly beside her, and Nangong Han looked up and saw that it was a notebook that she had unintentionally copied a while ago.

He, who had always been pure-hearted, suddenly felt nervous, and the woman just looked at him lightly.

Slowly shook off the notebook, and said angrily: "Can write such a majestic poem, do you think she is mediocre?" ”

The first time she saw this word, she saw her unruly figure back then, and her brilliant talent made everyone else humble as dirt.

Including her, who has always been conceited.

"Maybe from the books next to me, I've been in contact with that girl a few times, and she's an ugly girl with no heart and lungs, and she's only thirteen years old." Nangong said coldly and quietly.

If he could, he didn't like to be opposite to Yan Ying Needle.

"Do you think that if you take her to see the Queen Mother, those people will be able to forgive him and let him go, when was my son so naïve?"

The woman said as she reached out and stroked her veil, and said with a sad face, "Let her participate in this year's conference and see how much strength she has."

Originally, the mother concubine also wanted to let go of that little thing, and let Yun Yishu die unknowingly, so as to leave a whole corpse.

Since Fu Da has a great life and can live until now, then pay off the mother's debt, even if she can die in the hands of this palace in the future, she can be regarded as a well-deserved death.

All the pain that Hongu endured is doubled back to your daughter. The woman's unbridled smile made the room even cooler.

"Mother concubine......" Nangong Han shouted in a low voice.

"My son never lets me down, does he?" The sound is full of irresistibility.

"That's what the mother taught." Nangong Han gritted his teeth and said.

"Go......" The woman waved her hand and turned back tiredly.

Nangong Han didn't know how to return to his study, and looked at the song "There will be a time when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds and sails will be in the sea" on the desk with a wry smile.

Some are destined not to touch.

By the time Yan Ying woke up naturally, one side of the bed was already empty.

She didn't pay much attention to it, but subconsciously she also vaguely told herself that Nangong Han always came here unexpectedly, and it was definitely not easy.

He will definitely not simply look at himself, in the words of the third prince, the Ding'an Hou Mansion can give birth to a good child, and there are daughters who are as beautiful as flowers, talented and have the support of the housewife.

She's just the most inconspicuous and pitiful one.

If Nangong Han wasn't blind, he wouldn't be entangled with himself, even if he was a blind prince, wouldn't it make the nobles flock to him?

So what is the reason, it stands to reason that he looks like this, and he should not have the attribute of attracting bees and butterflies.

The only thing that may be involved is the dowry of the original owner's biological mother, Zhuge Qing.

But does King Han really lack that dowry?

At that time, when Yan Ying and Yun Yishu wanted a store, he was very precious about the dowry of the original owner's mother.

But King Han doesn't look like a man who lacks those dowries.

Of course, Yan Ying would not be so naïve as to think that Nangong Han would do this three times and twice for the sake of dowry.

The last thing that the Heavenly Family lacks is power and money.

If Nangong Han likes wealth, there are a lot of people in the Apocalypse Kingdom to send him to the door, and he is a dignified god of war prince who doesn't need to stare at Zhuge Qing's dowry so shallowly.

Just as Yan Ying was thinking wildly, Mama Zhang came in and took a big bag and handed it to him carefully.

Yan Ying opened it and saw that it was actually a guitar concocted by Steward He.

She adjusted the sound quality a few times, tsk, yes, no wonder they all said that the wisdom of the ancients is endless.

Immediately, Yan Ying popped up the Hotel California, and even brought the flowers that were cleaning in the backyard with a broom.

With a look of admiration, he said, "Miss, the pipa you play is so good, I didn't expect our young lady to be a person who can play the piano." ”

Yan Ying saw that the guitar in her hand was indeed a little similar to the pipa, no wonder Hua Kai, who had a big nerve, would admit his mistake.

Yan Ying was familiar with the rhythm of the next sound, so she gave the guitar back to Mama Zhang for safekeeping, and Mama Zhang naturally knew what the second lady meant.

Busy telling the flowers to bloom, Yan Ying can't talk about playing the piano outside.

Although Hua Kai is very arrogant, she is now obedient to Yan Ying, and she is busy and promises that she will not fall on her chest.

Yan Ying thought about it in the courtyard and came up with a plan.

She whispered to Ziyue for a while, and Ziyue knew how to prepare what Yan Ying wanted.

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