Chapter 12 The ink used by the prince is naturally good
Lan Weixing grinded seriously, his face was unhappy, he pouted, in fact, he was happy in his heart, and he watched the beautiful man turn it up close, which was pleasing to the eye.
Nan Siheng looked at Lan Weixing's little expression funny, and asked while writing: "I heard that you don't want to marry this king, you want your sister to marry, but she doesn't want to, so the two of you died together." ”
Lan Weixing was violently excited, waved his hand again and again, and denied it flatly: "There is nothing!" ”
Then Lan Weixing slammed the ink and said bitterly: "Lord Wang, how can you listen to rumors? ”
Nan Siheng smiled coldly: "Oh? Could it be another version, you hold a grudge, hurt others and hurt yourself. ”
Lan Weixing's eyelids jumped, and he pretended to be uncomfortable and said, "How can the prince frame people?" You can't bully people just because you're good-looking! After speaking, he wiped away his non-existent tears.
Nan Siheng looked at Lan Weixing pretending to wipe his face in pain, and was indifferent.
Nan Siheng's face was solemn, under what circumstances would a person's temperament change so much, either it was pretended before, or something happened.
If it was said that it was pretended before, then what is the purpose? If not, then what's going on.
Lan Weixing observed Nan Siheng's face and felt a sigh in his heart.
Since she woke up from the time-travel, she didn't deliberately disguise herself, and everything she did, including the temperament she showed, was her true self.
Perhaps for the relatives of the original owner, you can also use a sentence: "When you grow up, you know your ignorance in the past, and you will change yourself in the future." to explain.
So for Chengwang Nan Siheng, it is not so easy to fool.
Since Nan Er is Nan Siheng's person, then Nan Siheng must have investigated himself and monitored his actions at all times.
As a person who is married to Nan Siheng, he has suddenly changed so much, and he is still the doctor in charge of Nan Siheng's condition.
Nan Siheng must have doubts, Lan Weixing patted his head, careless!
Nan Siheng frowned and looked at Lan Weixing, what is this woman doing?
After Lan Weixing figured it out, he continued to grind and said calmly: "I'm afraid that the prince has misunderstood, my sister and I were talking by the pool, and we accidentally tripped and fell into the pool, and we almost died." ”
Nan Siheng pondered the truth and falsehood, suddenly turned his head, and said: "Well, it seems that the three of them have to become tigers, after all, before this, this king didn't know that the concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion was so skilled in medicine. ”
Lan Weixing glanced at Nan Siheng, smiled, and said, "After all, before this, I didn't know that the prince would send someone to protect me. ”
Nan Siheng's subordinates paused, were silent for a few seconds, and then continued to write as if nothing had happened.
Lan Weixing finished grinding, put Mo Jie aside, found a chair and sat down, and said in a flat voice: "When I was a child, I studied medicine from my grandfather for a period of time, and then I thought it was quite interesting, so I pondered some medical books when I was fine." I usually don't have room to play, so it's normal for the prince not to know. ”
Lan Weixing pointed to the ground ink and said, "Just like this grinding, it is usually useless, but it is indispensable." Lord, you see, this grinding ink is not good, and it is not good if it is thick, just right. Just like now, with the ink I grind, the prince can write such good words, and the prince will not care about this ink. ”
Lan Weixing looked at Nan Siheng's written words and said: "I used to be ignorant and spoiled to be so rude, but after experiencing a life-threatening situation, I sobered up, and it can be regarded as a farewell to my former self." ”
Nan Siheng stared at Lan Weixing and thought for a long time before he said in his deep and magnetic voice: "Indeed, but I hope that the words written by this ink pier can always be the same as what I see now, otherwise it will be bad if it is broken." ”
Lan Weixing curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and smiled meaningfully: "Hahaha, the ink pier used by the prince is naturally good." ”