Chapter Thirty-Nine: Comb's Past
Nanyan was only five years old at the time, and he felt invincible in the world when he first learned martial arts.
Secretly drilled out of the dog hole in the high wall of the Feng Palace, wanting to punish the evil and promote the good, and be majestic.
A group of children were bullying Comb Yun, who was still a beggar at the time.
They peed on Comb Yun and smashed her with mud, and the skinny Comb Yun shrank in the corner, indifferent, as if she was not being bullied at all.
Nanyan couldn't bear this, so he went up and knocked down a seven or eight-year-old child, and angrily denounced their behavior as hateful.
Unexpectedly, she provoked the anger of the people, and a group of people rushed up and beat her.
Nanyan realized that he was outnumbered, so he revealed his identity and wanted to scare those people, but they didn't believe it at all.
Countless fists and kicks fell on her like raindrops, but Comb Yun, who was originally silent, pounced directly and protected Nanyan tightly in his arms.
Those people thought that the comb cloud was too smelly, so they picked up things and smashed them.
A stone the size of an adult's palm slammed into the top of Comb's head, making a muffled sound.
Blood flowed out suddenly.
The older children were so frightened that they scattered and fled.
Nanyan struggled to get up, helped the paper-like comb cloud up, ignoring the stench on her body and the fear brought by the blood, cried and cried for help from the people on the side of the road.
Comb Yun, whose face was covered in blood, grinned at Nanyan.
"Thank you."
Then Comb fainted and died.
Nanyan thought that Comb Yun was dead, and cried heartbreakingly.
At that time, Yi Mo had just joined the forbidden army as a guard, and when he saw Nanyan and Comb Yun on patrol, he rescued them.
After Nanyan revealed his identity, Yimo asked them for a doctor, and at the same time went to his superior to ask.
learned that she was really Nanhui's child, so she hurriedly sent her to the palace.
Nanyan was in a coma for three days because of fright, and after combing Yun woke up, not only did he not remember anything, but he also became a stupid person.
Out of gratitude, Nanhui sent someone to take care of Comb Yun, but those people lost patience with the stupid Comb Cloud after a long time.
Not only did he not have enough to eat, but he almost drowned in the lotus pond.
Nan Yan was angry, and that was the first time she had killed someone.
personally killed all the maids who were waiting, and since then Nanyan has taken Comb Yun to his side and named her Comb Yun.
It wasn't until three years later that Comb Yun gradually improved, and Nan Hui saw that Nan Yan's original playful temperament became studious and calm because of Comb Yun.
He acquiesced to Nanyan's giving Comb Yun a higher status.
Fortunately, as he grew older, Comb Yun gradually understood that his recklessness and brainlessness would harm Nanyan and be punished.
She is not afraid of anything, but she is afraid that Nanyan will be wronged.
So Nanhui arranged the mountain into the palace.
said that he was taking care of Nanyan, but in fact, he was teaching Comb Yun and returning Yimo's favor.
Yishan is smart and unpretentious, and he and Comb Yun quickly became acquainted.
Comb Cloud also slowly became sensible.
Although the stupidity in her body has never gotten better, it seems that protecting Nanyan has become her mission, and she is like a small armor, ready to use her thin body to shield Nanyan from the wind and rain.
So Nanyan felt guilty and even more distressed, she didn't even know how old the comb cloud was.
I just want to do my best to let Comb Cloud spend a happy life.
After Nanyan finished speaking, she took out the handkerchief embroidered by Comb Yun for her from her arms, and touched the embroidery on it with great cherishment.
Luo Chen was shocked, although Comb Yun was two to infinity, anyone could see her maintenance of Nanyan.
But at this time, Nanyan's grief made him feel distressed, and Luo Chen said in a blink of an eye:
"Master, is this handkerchief embroidered with a mouthful of phlegm?"
Nan Yan twitched the corner of her mouth, and she thought so back then.
"Ahem, Comb said it was a swan......"