Nanfeng Ling looked at the door when he heard the sound, and when he saw Xiao Ying, his little face turned red again.

Xiao Ying approached her and said with a puzzled expression, "Why is your face so red?"

"Me, the wound hurts." Nan Fengling covered his right shoulder and said softly.

With her appearance, Xiao Ying took a few steps back in fright.

"Nanfeng Ling, are you evil?"

"You're evil!"

Still in a familiar tone, Xiao Ying breathed a long sigh of relief.

"You're saying I'm not gentle enough."

"What nonsense? You have never been gentle. ”

Nan Fengling's face sank and glared at him, "Is Mu Jiaojiao gentle?" ”

"Brother Prince." As soon as the words fell, a ghostly voice appeared.

Nan Fengling's feet were weak, and Xiao Ying stepped forward quickly and hugged her by the waist.

With this hug, her little face turned red.

"Nanfeng Ling, why is your face so red?"

Originally, he was just blushing, but when he asked, his heartbeat began to accelerate.

"What's your business!" Nanfeng Ling struggled to push Xiao Ying away.

A faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Your heart is beating fast, too." ”

"You let go of me, in broad daylight, what kind of system will it become?"

"The princess has visited the Spring Breeze Courtyard, what kind of system do you talk about?"

"You're a scoundrel, aren't you?"

"Who made you worry about me?"

"Who made you me off!"

She is still stubborn.

"I'm also angry now because Xiao Zhan looked at your body."

"So what do you want? I can go back to the North Abyss. ”

"The princess should make it up to me."

"What compensation?"

"Like this......"

Xiao Ying lowered her head and kissed her chattering little mouth.

Only then will she be quiet.

It wasn't the first time she had an intimate encounter, but this time, she was particularly nervous.

Nervous to the point that his face was flushed and his breath was short.

Xiao Ying's handsome face was close at hand.

She saw her little face in his eyes that she was overwhelmed.

When Nanfeng Ling was about to suffocate, Xiao Ying finally let go of her.

"The taste of the princess is even better than expected."

Nanfeng Ling took a big gulp of fresh air and looked up at him.

She especially likes to stare at him now.

"You're a scoundrel!"

"It's not the first time I've played a scoundrel."

"Brother Prince." Mu Jiaojiao outside the door interrupted their conversation again.

"The little beauty is coming to you, why don't you go and take a look."

Xiao Ying stepped forward to open the door, Mu Jiaojiao crossed over Xiao Qing and stepped forward to hold his hand.

"Miss Mu insisted that I bring her here to apologize."

Xiao Qing's tone was apologetic, but her face was still expressionless.

Seeing Xiao Ying holding hands with other women, Nan Fengling felt that his breathing was not smooth, and he wanted to curse.

"South Wind Spirit."

Mu Jiaojiao let go of her hand, walked towards Nanfeng Ling, stood in front of her and said, "I don't mind being a concubine, I am willing to serve a husband with you."

"What nonsense is Miss Mu talking about?"

"Although I hate you, the prince's brother likes you, so I am willing to accept you."

"Wait, do I accept you now, or do you accept me?"

"Will you accept me?"

"I don't want to, you have to ask Your Highness about concubines."

"If the prince's brother is willing to take a concubine, will you agree?"

"You go and ask Your Highness." Nanfeng Ling threw the pot to Xiao Ying.

Xiao Ying stood by the door, staring at Nan Fengling with wide eyes.

After a while, he replied loudly: "If Jiaojiao doesn't feel wronged, I am naturally willing."

"I'm annoyed!" Nan Fengling suddenly shouted, "I want to recuperate, you all go out!" ”

"Jiaojiao doesn't leave."

"You're not leaving? Do you still want to live in Jinmo? Nan Fengling's tone became very unfriendly, "I haven't passed the door yet, I want to stay here, if I pass the door?" Is there still a place for me? ”

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to stay and take care of you."

Nan Fengling coughed lightly twice, feeling that he had heard it wrong, "There is no shortage of people in Jinmoju. ”

"I'm currying favor with you, and you're so unappreciative?"

"Pleasing me? How about Miss Mu pour me a cup of tea? ”

Nanfeng Ling called out to her.

Mu Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment, walked to the side of the case and poured tea and handed it over.

Nanfeng Ling took a sip and shook his head, "The tea is cold, I want to drink hot tea." ”

Mu Jiaojiao took the teacup she handed over, turned around and put it on the table, took the teapot and left the room.

This was not what Nanfeng Ling expected.

Mu Jiaojiao entered the palace with her father.

She waited for Nanfeng Ling in Jinmo Ju for a whole day, and left the palace in front of the palace gate.

After Mu Jiaojiao left, Nan Fengling locked herself in the room, didn't eat dinner, and didn't see anyone.

The maid brought dinner, stood outside the door and knocked for a while, but no one answered.

Worried that something would happen to Nanfeng Ling, the maid went back and told Xiao Ying.

Xiao Ying rushed to hear the news and came up and kicked the door open.

The loud noise startled the South Wind Spirit.

Xiao Ying frowned, stepped back, and entered the house to close the door.

"Why don't you have dinner?"

"What does it have to do with you?"

"Angry?"

"What am I angry about?" Nanfeng Ling snorted coldly and lay on the couch, not wanting to deal with him.

Xiao Ying walked to the edge of the couch and sat down, "I really want to take Mu Jiaojiao as a concubine." ”

"What does it have to do with me?"

"You're not angry about this?"

"Self-inflicted?"

"You have a hard mouth."

"If you just accept three palaces and six courtyards, I won't be angry."

"Then I'll take three palaces and six courtyards back."

"You go out, I don't want to see you, when the injury is healed, I will go back to Beiyuan."

"This is Jinmoju, not your dormitory."

"Okay!" Nanfeng Ling sat up with a low roar and walked out quickly.

Xiao Ying would let her go, before she opened the door, stepped forward to grab her wrist and hugged her into his arms.

Nan Fengling was still angry, punching and kicking him.

The wound on her shoulder opened again.

Xiao Ying shook her little hand and said gently, "The wound has cracked again, are you still angry?"

"Didn't you let me go?"

"I like to see you angry for me."

"Xiao Ying, are you crazy?"

"Your hard-mouthed look is also very cute."

"Sick?"

"When I said to marry her, I deliberately angered you, I won't marry her."

"If you let Mu Jiaojiao hear this, you must be mad."

"Is the princess still angry?"

Nan Fengling turned his little face and didn't reply.

Xiao Ying led her to the edge of the couch and sat down, reaching out to pull her clothes.

Nan Feng Ling ducked back vigilantly, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Are you afraid that I won't be able to eat you?"

"You and I haven't married yet, so it's not in line with etiquette."

"I'm going to do something bad to you, and you don't have a chance to say no."

"You, you rascal."

With a chill on her shoulders, Xiao Ying pulled down the corner of her clothes, took out a box of ointment from her arms, and gently wiped it on the wound for her.

"This plaster won't leave a scar on your wound."

The soft words made Nan Fengling's heart hot, and the things of the day had long been thrown out of the clouds.

Xiao Ying pulled on Nan Fengling's clothes and stuffed the box in her hand into her hand, "Insist on applying it every day, I believe your injuries will heal soon." ”

Outside, the twilight is four, and the candles on the side of the desk are flickering.

Nan Fengling nodded, his little face slightly red.

Xiao Ying leaned close to her and whispered in her ear, "I've seen your body too." ”

Hearing this, Nan Fengling was ashamed and annoyed when he heard this, frowned and turned his head, and stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, "You are not allowed to say it!" ”

Her delicate appearance made Xiao Ying's heart move.

He stood up in a panic, avoiding Nanfeng Ling's eyes.

The faint fragrance of her body made him feel numb at the same time.

"I'm gone, you can rest."

Xiao Ying walked out of Nanfeng Ling's line of sight quickly, not giving her a chance to react at all.