Nansong was at a standoff with him.

After a long silence, she leaned against the door and said in the house, "My husband and I have nothing to do with you, your status is precious, let's leave quickly, don't spend it here with me anymore."

When she had said this, she blew out the candles in the house.

The darkness of the moment fell a little deeper in Xie Junyou's eyes, and the man looked at the lonely room and stood in front of the window for a long time.

He still did not leave, and returned to the tent that had been set up outside.

Inside the house, Nan Song was lying on the bed with Xi'er in his arms, his eyes were in a trance, as if he was reminiscing about the past.

Xi'er tugged at the corner of her clothes and gestured in sign language: "Mother, do you have anything to do with this uncle?"

Nan Song patted Xi'er, "No, it's just that we've met a few times."

"I know this uncle."

Xi'er suddenly said, and Nan Song was suddenly surprised, and asked, "How did you know him?"

"Just the other day, I bumped into him when I was out on the street, and then I was chased by Chubby and they ran into him again."

After Xi'er finished explaining, she added, "This uncle also helped me beat away the little fat them."

Hearing this, Nan Song had mixed feelings in his heart. I can't help but wonder if this is the power of blood, even if the two don't know each other, they can meet in the vast sea of people.

She looked at Xi'er's well-behaved little face, unable to imagine how she would react if she knew that the man outside was her real father.

Nan Song coaxed Xi'er to let her go to sleep quickly, and the mother and daughter enjoyed a short period of tenderness in bed, while it was late and cold outside, and only a tent obviously didn't do anything.

Xie Junyou never slept, sitting quietly on the cushion, just now his attendants came in and said that he should go back to the post house, they were guarding here, but Xie Junyou refused.

The man seemed to have made up his mind.

And he didn't let the attendants send warm blankets, at the moment he only had some very simple bedding in the tent, and the place where Nan Song lived was shady, and it was even colder at night.

In the second half of the night, Xie Junyou woke up suddenly.

He looked at the sky, and it was not yet dawn, but he could not sleep. He had slept poorly since she left, and often woke up even in the Great Abyss Palace.

He put on his clothes and walked out of the tent.

Seeing that the room was still silent, he sat on the courtyard where water was drawn, and looked up at the moon.

The beads in his hand are always gently stirring.

No one saw Xie Junyou's appearance as a living Buddha, but when the rooster crowed in the spring, he had already formed crystal dew on his body after sitting in the middle of the night.

The man stood up and walked around the courtyard.

He was thinking that Nan Song couldn't have been in the house all the time, she was still with the child, and she always had to open the door to get food.

The man thought of it first, and summoned his attendants to prepare now.

In the early morning, wisps of smoke drifted from distant places.

Nam Song woke up early and looked out through the window, wondering if he was gone.

Who knew that she could see that the figure was still there.

She wrinkled her eyebrows, thought about it for a long time in the house, and took out all the dry food prepared at home and put it on the table.

She doesn't care about herself, but she can't go hungry. The little girl was the only one for her, and she didn't want her to be herself.

She picks a few that she can do to prepare.

After a while, I woke up.

The little girl stood behind her in a loose robe and rubbing her sleepy eyes. Nan Song glanced at the child and smiled, "Go get dressed."

"Is that uncle gone?"

The little girl cared about him very much.

Nan Song shook his head and said in an instant, "It's okay, if he doesn't leave, let's go on with our lives, you go and dress first, and then my mother will give you baked cakes to eat later."

"Hmm."

Xi'er nodded.

Before the little girl could take a step, she smelled a very sweet smell, and the little girl blinked her eyes and looked back at the door.

Nan Song also smelled it, it was the aroma of the food, it was so strong that people couldn't help but drool.

She lowered her eyes.

Then

and the door knocked.

Xie Junyou's voice came, still irresistibly low: "I asked people to prepare some meals, don't you and the children come out to eat?"

Nan Song pursed her lips.

She continued to work, when she could not hear.

"Nan Song, you and I should not be implicated in the child, even if your husband is dead, it is his flesh and blood.....

"Mother, what husband?" Xi'er asked in sign language, and when she heard Xie Junyou's words, the child fell into doubt.

She didn't want to explain.

Faced with Xie Junyou's entanglement outside, she endured it and replied, "No need, I have food with Xi'er."

"Xi'er? It turns out that her name is Xi'er."

Xie Junyou said outside, still not giving up: "Three meals a day, are you sure you can last for a few days? Why don't you open the door and let me in."

"No!"

Nan Song almost subconsciously shouted, "No way! Xie Junyou, let's go!"

Once again, she drove him away.

The man sank and didn't continue.

Ordering the attendant to bring the meal, he turned around and continued to sit in the courtyard of Nan Song's house, waiting for her to open the door.

However, it is true that as he said, there are not enough things in her house for three meals a day.

Because most of the ingredients are piled up in the kitchen outside, now Xie Junyou is guarding the outside, how do you want her to get it.

She sighed in the house, and Xi'er lay on her lap and said, "Mother, why can't we go out? Is that uncle scary?"

"Well, he's scary, he's going to take you away."

"But I don't think he's that kind of person."

The little girl had a good impression of Xie Junyou for helping her before, and she didn't think he was as bad as she thought, Nan Song didn't know how to explain it to her, so she stroked her face and said, "Wait a little longer, wait for my mother to sort out her mood."

Xi'er nodded.

The mother and daughter's two meals during the day were finally finished, and at night, she had to find a few cucumbers and hand them to the child.

At this time, Nan Song made a decision in his heart.

She really shouldn't be so always evasive, since she can't get rid of Xie Junyou, it's better to open the door and make it clear to him.

She made this move while the child was asleep.

She slowly opened the door through a crack and looked out, she didn't see Xie Junyou's figure, thinking to herself that he was already gone?

At this moment, she saw a man sitting on the edge of the courtyard patio.

The man was dressed in thin clothes, looking up at the stars in the sky, and he looked extremely lonely, without the majesty of an emperor at all.

She felt something hit her heart violently.

As soon as I saw him, I couldn't help but think wildly. She had to suppress her current mood before she could talk to him properly.

She walked out.

Hearing the movement, the man turned around and saw that she came out without any expression, but with a smile in his eyes.

Xie Junyou never laughed too much in the past, and she has always been the image of an iceberg cold.

She felt like a little sheep, walking step by step into his shackles.

Nan Song stood not too close to him and stopped, she was so nervous that her lips opened several times, and finally she spoke—