Seeing this, Nangong Wanning felt a burst of amusement in her heart, she was really blind at the beginning, and she thought that this person was difficult to deal with.

Who is this little tsundere and a little lively girl in front of you?

However, what Nangong Wanning didn't know was that if she wasn't from the same place as Zhao Zhixin, Zhao Zhixin would really be a person who made people tremble with just one look.........

"Miss Zhao, you are really tsundere."

Listening to these slightly helpless words, Zhao Zhi was silent, and she was probably the only one who knew what was on her mind.

She just didn't want to embarrass the man.

"Tell me, why did you kill me in the first place?"

"Organizational tasks."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhi was stunned, "Who wants to kill me?" ”

"Yue Ji became president."

"Then why do you want to do it? Do you know why I hate you? ”

Hearing her words, Nangong Wanning frowned, she really didn't know this.

"Why?"

"Because you kill innocents indiscriminately. I've never done anything immoral, and you're ......."

At the end of the words, Zhao Zhixin suddenly stopped.

After being silent for a long time, she looked at Nangong Wanning, and when she saw the helplessness on Nangong Wanning's face, she knew that Nangong Wanning also felt it.

But seeing her suddenly, she said, "Senior brother, come in." ”

The words fell, as if to confirm her words, An Xiluo pushed the door in, and in order to relieve the embarrassment, he coughed lightly and said, "Xin'er, senior brother, I didn't mean it, I was just curious, curious." ”

Looking at her senior brother, Zhao Zhixin was already surprised, "Senior brother, you decide, help or not?" ”

"Help, but both sides."

Hearing this, Nangong Qinghui at the door was stunned, "I don't know what Brother An means by this?" ”

Nangong Qinghui suddenly spoke, and only then did several people in the room see his existence......

Seeing this, An Xiluo expressed helplessness, who made Nangong Qinghui's martial arts too good? So much so that people don't feel the breath of this person at all.

Suddenly, Zhao Zhixin looked at An Xiluo, "Senior brother, how can both countries help?" ”

Seeing his junior sister's move, An Xi helped her forehead, and this daughter began to eat inside and outside before she got married.

Although he was reluctant in his heart, he still didn't want to lose the face of his junior sister, "Since they bet on you, it's up to you to decide their reconciliation matters." ”

Hearing this, several people in the room were stunned, but when they saw Nangong Wanning's red lips lightly, "Gongzi An, I'm afraid this is inappropriate!" ”

Seeing Nangong Wanning open his mouth, An Xiluo's face suddenly cold, he hadn't forgotten how his junior sister died in her previous life.

"If that's the case, then it's hard to obey."

After finishing speaking, An Xiluo picked up Zhao Zhixin and left in a hurry.

Looking at the backs of the two, Nangong Wanning glanced at Nangong Qinghui meaningfully, and quietly tasted tea.

Seeing this, Nangong Qinghui also shook his head lightly, "Wanning, what do you think?" ”

"Go back to the palace, they will definitely come to us again."

Listening to Nangong Wanning's meaningful words, Nangong Qinghui was puzzled, "Why?" ”

Seeing that the incomprehension on his face was obvious, Nangong Wanning was amused, and the emotional intelligence of his own royal brother was really flattering.

"Because of you."

"Me?"

When the words fell, Nangong Qinghui reacted, and hurriedly shook his head and said, "Wanning, did you misunderstand?" ”

"Brother Huang, I don't believe you will not be able to see Zhao Zhixin's thoughts?"

The tone full of ridicule actually made Nangong Qinghui's heart amused, and the past between him and Zhao Zhixin slowly came, "Three years ago, at the book friend conference, the first prize was a white hosta, Qingyue liked it very much when she saw it, I went to participate for her, if you want to win the first place in the book friend conference, you need to beat the previous book saint, Zhao Zhixin's original pseudonym An Xiyan is the book saint." ”