As soon as she heard Hanji's words, Nanji couldn't help but reach out and touch her heart.

There was a scar on her heart, and although it was healed, as soon as she heard Hanji's words, she thought about the events of that day.

Hanji saw Nanji's movements, and the coldness on his face became even stronger.

The emotion in his eyes had long since recovered, and looking into his eyes, nothing could be captured.

After a long time, I saw his lips move

"Your heart is sick for him."

His back stiffened, and looking at the little princess's frowning and resentful appearance, he didn't know how he said this.

It was as if he had heard the sound of a sharp sword cutting a hole in his heart.

His voice was soft, and he was afraid that he was the only one who heard what he was saying.

Nan Ji supported her chin with one hand, watched Han Si's lips move, and then became cold.

She always felt that the night pearl was angry, although she didn't know why.

But what reason does he have to be angry?

Now the person who drinks medicine every day is her, okay??

As she pondered, her eyelids suddenly moved.

Fingers touched his heart again.

She glanced at the sycamore who was kneeling next to her.

Saver benefactor.

Carefully speaking, she exchanged the antidote to love Gu for him with her hard work, and she can be regarded as a life-saving benefactor.

He raised her, as she should.

She closed her eyes and thought about it.

Well.

How did the one called Junyu get Su Yan into his hands?

Wounded? Pretending to be weak? Sympathy? Anyway, it's all about it.

Tut.

Thinking of these twists and turns, Nan Ji couldn't help but start to miss the time when she had power.

If this had been left in the past, the night pearl would have been carried away long ago.

Oh, that's not right.

If it were the same as before, none of this would have happened.

She glanced at her own hand, then at Kanji.

Tongzi whispered

[Host, you cry one.] 】

Nan Ji Inside: MMP.

Cry?

What the fuck is that??

While she was pondering, the sycamore, who had been kneeling next to her, suddenly began to redden, sobbing and choking

"Your Highness, the sycamore leaves are waiting for you. Wuye is willing to serve you in the next life. ”

As she spoke, she suddenly knelt down towards Hanji and stepped forward, timidly reaching out to try to pull the corner of his clothes.

Now the sycamore leaf is like a small white flower that has been destroyed by the cold wind in winter.

Trembling and majestic, eager to need the protection of others, every minute to stimulate people's desire to protect.

It's just that before he touched the corner of Hanji's clothes, he heard a snap.

Nan Ji's bowl of decoction smashed directly on the back of Wu Ye's hand, and then the medicine bowl fell to the ground and shattered.

"Ahh

Wuye shouted tremblingly, and tears stayed in an instant.

She bit her lip, tears streaming down her face.

Under the backdrop of the sycamore, Nan Ji is a bully.

Perhaps, she doesn't need the foil of sycamore leaves at all, Nan Ji is a mountain bandit.

Her own things have never been touched by others.

Nan Ji was very annoyed by this woman who appeared under her nose three times and twice to snatch people.

The third prince next to him raised his eyebrows, and Wu Ye's identity was different.

spread the word, and thought that the Seventh Emperor Brother deliberately mistreated his benefactor.

He opened his mouth to dissuade

"Her Royal Highness the princess is still Jinsha Country here, he is Xuanyuan Hansi, not your secret guard."

Originally, he didn't plan to meddle in this matter.

But his Seventh Emperor Brother's heart is really boundless.