Leng Yaojing shattered the pillar that was pressing on the southern kite with one palm and hugged the southern kite.

Mom, how high is Leng Yaojing Xuan, smashing a pillar with a slap.

"Well, this king is late." Leng Yaojing hugged Nan Kite tightly, feeling very distressed.

"Goblin, cough cough cough, let's get out quickly, cough cough, this is about to choke me to death."

Leng Yaojing picked up the southern kite and walked to the door, in the firelight, the man's eyes burned brightly, there were fine drops of sweat on his head, and the hand holding the southern kite didn't dare to be too heavy, for fear that she would hurt, and he didn't dare to be too light, for fear that she would fall.

The little head of the southern kite pressed against the man's strong chest, and I don't know if it was a psychological effect, the pain in the leg was much less.

Nalan Longpei saw King Jing, dressed in black, holding the southern kite in his nightgown and walking from the firelight, and the big stone in his heart was put down.

Leng Yaojing glanced at Nalan Longpei coldly and said, "Nalan Longpei, this is how the princess of this king lives in your mansion?!" ”

Nalan Longpei "pounced" and knelt down: "The old minister knows his mistake, please punish the prince." ”

Leng Yaojing just wanted to speak, but Nan Kite grabbed him and said, "Goblin, it's not my father, don't blame people." ”

After listening to Nan Kite's words, Leng Yaojing walked out of the gate of the Iris Courtyard with Nan Kite in his arms and left the house.

"Fairy, where are you taking me?" Nan Kite whispered, her leg really hurt, it hurt.

"King Jingfu, that fire is unusual, your courtyard is in ruins."

"Hmm."

Leng Yaojing hugged the southern kite, the eaves walked on the wall, and the breeze blew through Leng Yaojing's hair, causing the man's hair to be slightly messy, and it also exuded a faint smell of baking, the man hugged the woman, looking very careful.

"Am I heavy?" Nan Kite asked.

"It's not heavy."

"Then why do you seem so struggling?"

The man paused and said, "I'm afraid that if you hug too hard, you will hurt." ”

Nan Kite's face immediately turned red, Wu Cao, why did you ask such a cheap question just now!

Soon, the two arrived at King Jing's Mansion, and Leng Yaojing strode into a meteor, roaring as they walked.

"Nanyi, go and call Murong Chen."

"No."

"Nansan, go and clean up the guest room, the princess will stay in the past few days."

"No."

"Forget Nansana, don't go, the princess will live in this royal house for the past two days."

"••••• promise."

"Nanqi, go find out who set the fire!"

"No."

Nan Kite looked at Leng Yaojing's hurried appearance, and he didn't care about the pain, and his heart was like a deer.

Leng Yaojing carried Nan Kite into a room, which only had a bed, a wardrobe and a table, all of which were wood-colored, and there was no one in the straight man's room.

Leng Yaojing put Nan Kite on the bed, tore off the pajama pants on Nan Kite's calf a little bit, and didn't know where to take out a few bottles and cans and white flowers.

"Kite, if you are in pain, tell this king, this king can, you can •••••" He didn't seem to be able to do anything.

"It's okay, I'm not in much pain anymore, don't worry." Nan Kite said this intermittently, looking at King Jing like this, it was really cute.

"Why hasn't Murong Chen come yet!"

"It's coming, it's coming, it's in the middle of the night, it's so urgent." Murong Chen was dusty and rolled his eyes at the mad demon who protected his wife.

Murong Chen looked forward at Nan Kite's wound, the burn was not very serious, but fortunately, it was autumn, and his clothes were a little thicker.

Murong Chen dealt with Nan Kite and checked it, nothing serious, when he first came, he saw Leng Yaojing's guard in a hurry, and thought that her senior sister was going to die again.

"It's fine, it's just burns, a little bit of a fracture." Murong Chen finished the bandage.

"Nanyi, send Miss Murong back." Leng Yaojing did it in front of the bed, looking at Nan Kite and feeling distressed.

As soon as Nan grabbed Murong Chen's collar, he pulled it away, and at this time, Murong Chen roared in his heart: Big brother, although you are one level higher than me, I will go! Can you stop pulling me away like a chicken!!

After the two left, Nan Kite and Leng Yaojing stayed in the room, no one spoke, but they were not embarrassed at all.

"Leprechauns." Nan Kite opened her mouth first, "Let's get married." ”

Let's get married, these words are circling in Leng Yaojing's mind like a loop.

"Kite, in fact, if you don't get married, this king can also help you solve Nalan Baizhi and Nalan Pipy." Leng Yaojing knew in his heart that Nan Kite didn't really like him, but just wanted to use him.

"I want to figure it out myself. Marry me, goblin. "Nan Kite's decision has been thought all the way, Nalan Baizhi's brainless person doesn't need to be suppressed with his identity, Nalan Pian Poppy will kill her next time at a young age, although what she thinks is also very simple, but at the age of fourteen, she can be so scheming, and no matter how old Nan Kite is, she is not sure that she can kill her.

"Well, this king will go and prepare, pick a date, and get married as soon as possible."

The two never spoke again.

Nan Kite gradually fell asleep, and Leng Yaojing saw Nan Qi's figure outside the house and quietly went out.

"Lord Wang, that fire is the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire, two years ago, the Vermilion Bird Kingdom gave it to Leng Ming."

"Leng Ming can even send out the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire, but I really like that Nalan Pian Poppy." Leng Yaojing turned around, looked at the sleeping Nan Kite behind him, and said, "Have you found evidence that Nalan is secretly meeting with others?" ”

"Back to the prince, that person is hiding very deeply, and his subordinates have not found it, please punish the prince."

"Nanqi, you go and inform the whole mansion that this king will get married next month."

The prince is getting married? Don't you want to start so fast.

"No." Nan Qi should be down and disappear into the darkness.

Leng Yaojing stood quietly in the courtyard, blowing the cold autumn breeze.

"Iris, this king knows that you married me because you want revenge.

The king knows that you are not the king's yet.

However, this king really doesn't want to wait.

This king has been waiting for you for eight years, and as long as you are by his side, this king can wait.

I'm waiting for you, fall in love with me. ”

The breeze is blowing, the cicadas are miserable, the man looks up at the moon, who will understand the sourness in his heart?

The girl in the room opened her eyes and opened her lips slightly: "Fool, what are you waiting for?" ”

The next day, the streets and alleys of the White Tiger Country were all spread about the defeat of Simentine by the Southern Kite at the annual meeting yesterday.

"Hehehe, I thought that the genius woman Simentine who was famous in Shikoku was so powerful."

"You didn't see how chic Nalan Er was yesterday, and he fought for the White Tiger Country."

"It was rumored before that Nalan Nan Kite was extremely ugly, had no waste wood, was frail and sickly, and it seemed that it was all fake."

"It's extremely ugly, I saw it yesterday, it's as beautiful as Tianxian'er, no waste wood, I'm sorry, that Xuanjie is higher than her sister Nalan Pian Poppy."

"From now on, I declare that Nalan Nankite is my goddess."

"Me too, me too."

At this time, a leisurely voice came: "King Jing's Mansion is coming, King Jing will marry Nalan Nankite next month, you should die." ”

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This King of Scenes, it's very fast.