Chapter 22 The car is destroyed and people fly, and the hero saves the beauty
The morning market was crowded, and Xiao Jiu slowed down his progress in a horse-drawn carriage, passing through the bustling alleys, and not far away was a secluded and spacious avenue. Suddenly, a stone rolled out of nowhere on the road, and hit the wheel of the car directly, the carriage shook violently, the horse broke off the reins and began to gallop, Xiao Jiu was thrown out a few meters away and fell to the ground hard, and his buttocks hurt and screamed. Fucha Xiangning, who was huffing in the carriage, didn't know what was going on outside, but felt that the car was shaking badly, and wanted to stick out his head to find out, but he was about to find a tragedy.
"Miss Xiangning, be careful." Xiao Jiu just had a mind after he landed, he knew that Fucha Xiangning knew some kung fu, and there should be no problem to save himself, so he shouted Fucha Xiangning. Unexpectedly, Fucha Xiangning just opened the curtain and wanted to find out, but the soles of his feet were not steady, and he was thrown straight into the air, and the people around him were dumbfounded, and Xiao Jiu shouted even more.
It was too late, it was fast, a young man in white rose up in the air, and a quick step took Fucha Xiangning, who was falling in the air, into his arms, and slowly landed on the ground. Fucha Xiangning, dressed in red makeup, is very bright, sweeping away the stupidity of the tomboy in the past, her appearance of sinking fish and geese, the appearance of shy flowers in the closed moon, and her graceful bones are fully revealed. Those bright and sultry eyes are constantly flashing on the white and red skin, and the smile is really fascinating. Her eyes opened very wide, and she looked at the white-clothed young man in front of her in a daze, and couldn't help but panic a little in her heart, how could Nangong Yumo appear here at this point in time.
Looking at such a beautiful girl in front of her, Nangong Yumo somehow felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, her soul-hooking eyes were really fascinating, clear and tender like water, as sweet as a clear spring. The flowing hair crossed his cheeks, the faint fragrance was refreshing, Nangong Yumo's heart rippled and fluctuated, this was a feeling he had never had, he held the lovely girl in his arms and couldn't put it down, and the two of them stood quietly in the middle of the avenue.
"Miss Xiangning, are you okay? Did you get hurt somewhere? Seeing this, Xiao Jiu immediately dragged his aching body over and spoke anxiously.
Hearing Xiao Jiu talking, Nangong Yumo let go of Fucha Xiangning, Fucha Xiangning's face couldn't help but become shy, Nangong Yumo was also a little embarrassed, and looked slightly embarrassed.
"Miss Xiangning, are you injured, it's because Uncle Xiao Jiu didn't pay attention just now and almost caused a big disaster." Xiao Jiu saw that Fucha Xiangning didn't reply to his words, so he pulled Fucha Xiangning back and asked.
"Uncle Xiaojiu, I'm okay and injured, thanks to this son for saving me." Fucha Xiangning listened to Xiao Jiu's anxious voice, and immediately explained. She pointed to Nangong Yumo in front of her and told Xiao Jiu what had just happened.
"The little woman Fucha Xiangning, thank you for the life-saving grace of the son, I don't know the son's name." Fucha Xiangning looked at Nangong Yumo in front of her, she pretended not to know, and spoke politely.
"In Xia Nangong Yumo, the students of Tianxiang Academy, there are no trivial things, and the Xiangning girl is fine." Nangong Yumo listened to Fucha Xiangning's sweet voice, and was very happy in his heart, and said humbly and politely, "There is something to do next, and it is inconvenient to stay for a long time, so don't leave it at that." ”
"The grace of saving his life will be rewarded, and if his son is in trouble, he can go to Fucha Mansion in the south of the city to talk about it. Childe is in a hurry, and Xiangning is inconvenient to disturb, so don't leave it at that. Fucha Xiangningli responded thoughtfully, and after speaking, he and Xiao Jiu searched for the way and left.
Fucha Xiangning's heart was very nervous, for fear that Nangong Yumo would recognize him as Fucha Ningyu, but fortunately, everything went smoothly. This is the second time that Nangong Yumo has saved her, and her handsome face and vigorous skills have not faded in Fucha Xiangning's heart for a long time. The first time at the gate of the academy, the second time was on the street, he always appeared by his side so quietly, saving himself from danger again and again, compared to the annoying Ma Jiabo Yan, Nangong Yumo was so happy, Fucha Xiangning couldn't help but feel a spring heart, with an intoxicating smile on his face.
"Master, Miss is back, Miss is back." Shunzi, the housekeeper of Fucha Mansion, had just gone out when he saw Xiao Jiu sending Fucha Xiangning back, and hurriedly ran back to the mansion and shouted.
"Junko, what are you arguing about early in the morning, what are you doing?" Seeing that Junko was arguing, Fucha Mingbo asked loudly.
"Miss Xiangning is back, I just went out and saw Xiao Jiu from Majia Mansion sending her back." Junko breathed a sigh of relief and spoke slowly.
"This girl is finally willing to come back, yesterday I called her back and didn't come back, this kung fu actually ran back by herself. Okay, just come back. Fucha Mingbo smiled from ear to ear and spoke happily.
"Dad, I'm back." Fucha Xiangning had already come to the hall, and saw Fucha Mingbo hurriedly talking.
Xiao Jiu greeted Master Fucha on the side, reported what had just happened, and hurried back to Majia's Mansion when everything was over.
"Has Boyan woken up? How can you give it back? I remember you didn't come back yesterday. A girl should look like a girl, look at how beautiful this dress is, in my opinion, you don't wear men's clothes anymore, how good is this. Fucha Mingbo looked at his daughter and spoke excitedly. In the past sixteen years, he knew that his daughter would run home if she had an awkward relationship with Boyan in Ma Jia's mansion, and it seemed that Ma Jia Boyan's condition had improved, so he pretended to be confused and deliberately teased Fucha Xiangning.
"What does it matter to me whether he wakes up or not. Fucha Mansion is my home, you are my father, where will I go if I don't go home, I won't go to Majia Mansion in the future, and I won't go to Tianxiang Academy. Be my Miss Fucha at home peacefully, and everything is enough to have a father who has been in pain for a long time. Fucha Xiangning screwed and spoke.
"Oh, my girl, you have coaxed your father for more than ten years, so I should just listen to a joke. Tell Daddy what the hell is going on. Fucha Mingbo knew his daughter's temper and said with a smile.
"I'm not joking with you, you sent someone to Majiafu to bring back all my things, and I will definitely not go back in the future." Fucha Xiangning was very angry, and said a little angrily.
"Okay, okay, if you don't want to go to the academy, your father won't force you, Majia Mansion, if you don't want to stay, go home, I'll let you Uncle Shun send someone to get your things back." Since you're going to stay at home, I'll immediately send someone to invite your Aunt Xuan back, you're not too young, it's time to learn how to be a girl. In a few years, you'll be married. Fucha Mingbo calmed Xiangning's mood and motioned to the Shunzi on the side to do so.
"Whoever wants to get married, I will stay in Fuchafu for the rest of my life and live with my father." Fucha Xiangning was a little shy for a while, and lowered his head and muttered.
"It's a bastard again, isn't it, how can there be a girl who doesn't marry, not to mention my precious daughter who is rich and knowledgeable, and I will definitely let you hold a marriage in a beautiful way when the time comes." Fucha Mingbo smiled and spoke, "Okay, breakfast has been prepared in the hall, hurry up and have a meal with Dad." ”
"Got it, Dad." Fucha Xiangning lowered his head, a little happy in his heart, and responded to Fucha Mingbo. Then the two went to breakfast together. Eating and eating, she couldn't help but fantasize about the wedding with Nangong Yumo, and couldn't help but be silly happy.