The side of the house gate.

Changzhu and Lianxiang, who were wearing cloth clothes, saw Nanyu come out, and the two knelt down gratefully to thank them.

Nanyu hurriedly helped the two of them up.

Lian Xiang cried: "Niangniang, I will not forget your kindness, Changzhu said, we are about to go out of the capital, come to see you for the last time." ”

Nanyu said with a smile: "Since the mourning family has promised the two of you, it will definitely be done, take the identity documents, and from then on the two of you will no longer be slaves and maids, but live for yourself." ”

"Good ......"

The two responded, Lianxiang took out a cloth bag from her arms, and said: "This is the slave maid hand-embroidered twenty-two pieces of Luan Niao to send Jitu, can be used as a complement, embroidered handkerchief, small clothes, if the mother does not dislike it, accept it." ”

"Okay, your embroidery, the mourning family likes it."

She smiled at the two of them, and Lianxiang and Changzhu kowtowed to her again.

Nanyu asked Yuanfu to offer the wedding gift that he had promised them.

Changzhu accepted it, and was even more grateful to her, and Lian Lianxiang got up and brought an ox cart.

Lianxiang sat on the haystack and waved goodbye to Nanyu.

Yuan Fu stretched out his sleeves beside him, "Niangniang, go back." ”

She looked ahead and put her hand on Yuanfu's hand.

Just about to turn around—

Not far from Taifu's Mansion, a flat-topped carriage was parked.

It seemed that she had stopped there since she had not moved, and she always felt that a pair of eyes were watching her just now, and she could not find the source.

Changzhu and Lianxiang walked away, widening her vision. Only then did she realize that the light in her eyes came from this car.

In the small half-flirted window, there was a man's hand, cold white, with a sickly luster that was different from ordinary people.

The fingers are slender and delicate, the back of the hand is as clean as snow, and the extremely skinny wrist is actually wearing a red copper coin rope to ward off evil spirits.

She looked at it for a while, couldn't hold back, and stepped forward to ask.

The servant next to the carriage looked at it, and immediately stopped in front of her and said, "What are you doing, my son-in-law's carriage, who let you get closer?" ”

The attendant's words did not fall, and Yuan Fu was not to be outdone: "This is still the territory of Taifu Mansion, what kind of son do you care, so arrogant!" ”

Nanyu knocked lightly on the small window.

At this time, she could only see a man's hand, but she couldn't see the person inside.

I couldn't help shouting, "Do the people inside know me, why do they keep staring at me?" ”

At this moment, a low chuckle came from inside the car.

After laughing, the voice of the strange man came out: "The girl is kind, so I watched it for a while and disturbed." ”

Nanyu twisted his eyebrows.

So according to this person's meaning, he just saw her behavior and thought she was very kind, so he had to look at her?

She said again: "Since the son has seen me, shouldn't I show my face and let me take a look." ”

"Oh? Why? ”

"Gifts are still exchanged, you and I are clear."

Inside the carriage, another chuckle was heard.

This time, the man's voice raised slightly, "You're still as funny as ever. ”

“……”

What do you mean.

"Lao Zhang, let's go." The person in the car said suddenly.

Without giving her a chance to continue talking, the servant of the chariot obeyed, jumped into the carriage, and walked away from the Taifu Mansion with a whip.

Leaving Yuanfu and Nanyu, the master and servant looked at each other, only to feel strange.

Night.

There was news from the palace that the emperor was accidentally injured by a beast when he was training in the beast center and lost blood and fell into a coma.

The imperial physician in the palace consulted, and Jing Yuan was also called, and the unanimous opinion was that the little emperor was weak and needed someone to give him blood.

Nanyu was guarding the spirit in the Taifu Mansion, and when he heard about Xuan'er, he took off his spiritual clothes and immediately returned to the palace.

Qianyuan Palace.

Emperor Xiao Xuan was lying on the dragon couch, his little face as miserable as white paper was furrowed, and he whispered that it hurt.

Xiao Yiquan sat beside him.

The child's head rested on his lap as the doctors were treating the wounds, and the beast had been wounded on the child's chest and thighs, which had bled a lot compared to the last time.

Fortunately, when Nanyu came, the blood stain had already been disposed of.

She hurriedly stepped forward, and when she saw the child's appearance, she was angry and raised her eyes to look at him: "Did I tell you not to let him go to the beast house!" ”

"He's so young, what can he train?! Xiao Yiquan, if something happens to him, I will never finish with you! ”

The man listened to her roar.

There is no refutation.

However, at this time, a little eunuch who had been serving Xuan'er said: "Niangniang, you have wronged the prince, it was the emperor who pestered him for a long time, saying that he wanted to grow up and become stronger, so the prince let him go!" ”

"That's enough."

Xiao Yiquan shouted, telling the little eunuch to shut up.

Nan Yu's eyes were moved, he looked at him for a long time, and lowered his head.

She looked intently at Xuan'er.

At this time, Jing Yuan told the two of them about the treatment plan, and when she heard that blood was given to him, she did not hesitate: "Use mine." ”

Jing Yuan looked at her in embarrassment.

asked: "Niangniang, you still have to guard the soul of Lord Nan, if you give blood to the emperor again, I am afraid that you will not be able to bear it." ”

"It's okay, I can hold it."

Keigaki hesitated.

Xiao Yiquan has been watching coldly, seeing that she does have a bad complexion, she has been busy in the Taifu Mansion so far, and now if she really gives Xuan'er blood, maybe it is really as Jingyuan said, she will not be able to hold on.

But now in the entire palace, if she doesn't come, who else?

Xuan'er's injury today is due to his fault.

After he left the Taifu Mansion during the day, Xuan'er waited for him in front of the beast house, and when he saw him coming, the child took him by the hand and said, "Uncle Huang! Teach me quickly, I have to practice kung fu well, and I have to share my worries and sorrows for my mother! ”

The child's immature face was full of thoughts for the sake of his mother, Xiao Yiquan asked him why he did this, Xuan'er lowered his head and pondered: "I heard that my grandfather died, my mother must be very sad, I thought, there is no boy around her, only my ......"

"Although I am young, I want to make my mother happy, Uncle Huang, do you say that if I practice a strong body, will my mother be happy?"

Xiao Yiquan was deeply moved, stroked Xuan'er's head and said, "Yes." ”

"Then I want it!"

The child is obviously afraid, but when he enters the beast, he is full of strength.

Until, he was wounded.

Before Xuan'er lost blood and fell into a coma, she still took Xiao Yiquan's hand and asked, "Uncle Huang, I wasn't very afraid, did I knock it down?"

"Xuan'er."

Thinking of this, he interrupted Jingyuan and Nanyu's words, and said, "Use this king's." ”

Jing Yuan was stunned.

Nanyu looked at him.

Xiao Yiquan was inconvenient with one hand, so he asked the palace people to pull up his sleeve and pull it to his forearm, and he looked at Jingyuan calmly: "What to do, you know better than me." ”

"But my lord, your hands are also injured, if the blood passes, both hands will be affected." Changfeng is on the side.

Xiao Yiquan had a cold face: "Shut up." ”

He has made up his mind, and no one can change it.

Jing Yuan pondered for a moment and said to him, "Then you come with me." ”

He answered.

Nanyu looked at his departing back, biting his lip lightly, for some reason, his heart was in turmoil at the moment.

Behind a screen.

His figure was hazy, and Nanyu saw Jing Yuan squatting in front of him and took out his tools.

Suddenly, Jing Yuan came out of it first, holding a sheepskin bag in his hand, which was bulging.

The figure was still behind the screen.

She was worried, and couldn't help but look—

Bypassing the screen, she saw the man sitting with his eyes closed, as if he were dead.