Chapter 34: Heart Disease

Looking for prestige, Xiao Huang saw an old man walking over from the bluestone road next to the rockery, no more than sixty years old, dressed in gray clothes simple and simple, but a little bit of fairy wind bones.

followed by a person who was also wearing a purple robe and a cap, could it be that the uniform dress of the guards of Nangong Mansion?

"How do you feel now, does it still hurt?" With just one glance, she withdrew her gaze and asked, her fingers never stopping.

"Well, no...... Hurt. ”

Belch...... What's the matter with this woman's tone of asking a child?! Nangong Qijue thought unresponsively.

"That's good."

Although the words "don't hurt" were said very lightly, the people who were close still heard it clearly, and Xiao Huang, who lowered his head, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

But she hung her head to take the needle, but she couldn't see someone's awkward side face and reddish ears.

"Huh?! Miss, you ......."

The sudden movement in the corridor attracted her attention, "Xiaoxiang, why did you run over there?" ”

It's strange, hasn't Xiaoxiang been behind her all the time? Doubts flashed in Xiao Huang's heart.

"Miss, did the Governor of Nangong bully you?" The latter hurried to her side, biting her ear very quietly.

"Why do you ask?"

"Because Miss just now, I wanted to prick the Nangong Overseer with a needle. It's all because Xiaoxiang is not good, I should always be by Miss's side......"

Hearing this, Xiao Huang was even more puzzled, "You weren't here just now?" ”

"Hmmm! I somehow fell asleep just now, and when I woke up, I was in a room, and I searched for a long time before I finally saw Miss. Xiao Xiang said as she nodded heavily.

After she entered the Koi Pavilion, she happened to see the scene of Xiao Huang retracting the silver needle, and thought it was......

After sorting out the ins and outs, Xiao Huang only couldn't figure out one thing, that is, why did Nangong Qijue leave him alone?

She didn't think that someone would come to Nangong Mansion specifically to take away a maid and send it back without any injury.

Thinking of this, Xiao Huang couldn't help but glance at Nangong Qijue, her face was still slightly pale, but she noticed that the dark blue on his fingertips gradually faded...... I guess it's better.

Originally, she wanted to ask, "What is the intention of the Nangong Governor to make this extra move?" But I found that I couldn't open my mouth.

Alas, it was really the last life that owed him.

"Please ask the Lord of Nangong to order someone to get a pen and paper."

Xiao Huang approached him and asked softly, "Your heart...... Is the disease congenitally deficient or acquired? ”

Although the symptoms of Nangong Qiju's illness were indeed very similar to heart disease, she faintly felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't say anything specifically, and this uncontrollable feeling couldn't help but make her a little upset.

Nangong Qijue's eyelids lifted slightly, "What does this mean?" ”

"Heartache is born with a child, what is the way for a little girl?" I don't know when the strange ghost came to the two of them, blinking slightly expectantly.

"Mouthy."

"Haha, I'm happy to do it, old man."

People who are not afraid of Nangong Seven Absolute are really rare, since he can allow this person to call himself "Jue'er", he must also be a person who is extremely trusting.

Looking at the smug look on the old man's face, Xiao Huang was almost amused, but when he thought of what he had just said, he was suddenly in no mood again.

"Temporary ......"

"Lord, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone have been prepared."

Just as Xiao Huang was considering her words, a guard walked over, which happened to save her from some hesitation.

It's just that she didn't know that her worries were obviously superfluous, because Nangong Qiju's heart was already cold and hard like a thousand years of ice.

Even if he died in the next second, it wouldn't alarm him with half a bit of fear, let alone just a few ambiguous words?

Xiao Huang followed the guard to the side of the table where the pen and paper were arranged, and asked Xiao Xiang to step forward and write down what she said.

Listening to her dictation, the strange ghost walked over with some curiosity, and when the last stroke was finished, he couldn't wait to reach out and take a few pieces of paper that had not dried and looked at it carefully, the more he looked, the more confused he became, but there was a little excitement in the confusion.