She said, "When are you leaving?"

Xie Junyou didn't answer, and patted the position of his leg and knee: "Come here."

Nan Song was vigilant and would not come closer.

She said all the thoughts in her heart: "Xi'er and I are living well, I won't disturb you, and please don't come to disturb me."

"Did you leave the palace without permission?"

Xie Junyou squinted at her, "Jingyuan brought you out, so Xi'er's father is him?"

"No, it has nothing to do with him, don't blame Lord Jing!"

Seeing that she was still protecting Jingyuan after so many years, Xie Junyou sneered: "He helped you find this house? Or is Nanyu involved?"

At the mention of Nanyu, Nan Song was shocked.

She didn't want to talk to him about this, she just wanted him not to bother herself, she just wanted him to go.

Seeing her bow her head, Xie Junyou figured it all out.

Sure enough, only Nanyu dared to do this recklessly. She has never been subject to anyone, and she is not afraid of him.

He still remembers that Nanyu said that he should not wait until he lost to regret it, but this sentence was right.

He did regret it.

I regret why I didn't keep her by my side earlier, let her leave for so many years, and let her now lead a child who doesn't know who to stand here to avoid him.

Xie Junyou's cold eyes fell on her, and he patted his legs and knees again, "Come here."

In the past, as long as he said this, Nan Song would obediently come to him, kneel down on both knees, and hide his face in his knees.

In the days when he "taught" her, she let him choose and brought him too much joy.

But now, it doesn't work anymore.

He simply gave up, but she didn't come, so he went to find her, and when he stood up, Nan Song trembled.

Turning around, he wanted to flee again.

The wrist was grabbed, Xie Junyou pulled her into his arms stiffly from behind, one hand against his waist, he lowered his head and said, "Still hiding?"

"You've been hiding from me for nearly five years, and you're going to continue?"

"The Emperor... The Emperor ......"

She didn't have the ability to resist the coercion all over his body, Nan Song looked up at him, close to him, so many years of rustiness all collapsed at the moment he touched it.

Xie Junyou half-pushed and half-pushed her to the tent.

Leaning over and holding her down, the man controlled her movements, cutting off all her escapes.

He looked at her condescendingly for a long time.

"Whose child is in the house?"

The man asked forcefully, and Nan Song shook his head violently, "It's not yours, it's really not yours—"

"Which wild man did you have sex with?"

「......」

She was speechless, her eyes were weak, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Please don't pester me, please."

"Nan Song, I am here to find you to go back, you have been running for so many years, it's time to go back to the nest."

"I'm not your canary, it's not my home!"

"Really? Then tell me, where is your home? Here?" qs

"Your Majesty, let me go."

She was more miserable than the other, her voice was hoarse, Xie Junyou saw her eyebrows tightened, and he wanted to smooth her eyebrows.

She kept saying that he would let him go, but who would let him go.

He has been trapped for nearly five years, and he is still trapped between demons and gods.

It's easier said than done.

But when it really starts, how many people in this world can really do it?

Xie Junyou was obsessed with Nanyu in the previous years, but later he was empty-handed, I thought that he would no longer be emotional at that time, and he was looking for Nan Song only because of the similarity of her eyebrows and eyes.

He's just playing.

But he played with himself.

The man is always in this state of mind that he can't love, how can he continue to endure and let her go? Finally found her, he this time

It's never going to let go.

Thinking of this, Xie Junyou was impulsive, and irrepressibly lowered his head and kissed her!

Nansong's eyes widened.

Struggling in his arms, her legs kicking, pinched by him, unable to move anymore.

Her hands were also pressed by him, and the kiss that had been buried for four or five years should be how the sky should fall apart!

Gradually, there was no sound around.

Inside the tent, Nam Song's brain was blank when he was kissed.

She tried to open her eyes to look at him, so close that she could almost see the tiny fuzz on the man's face, the high bridge of his nose, and her cheeks.

She gradually softened, sinking in the kiss of such a long-awaited reunion.

......

Xi'er woke up.

The little girl didn't see Nan Song in bed, she was a little strange, and the child put on her shoes and got out of bed, and began to look for her mother in the house.

Been looking for a long time.

At this time, Xi'er saw that the door was open.

The little girl walked out, and it was dark outside, and the yard was empty except for the tent.

Xi'er slowly walked towards the tent -

At this time, Nan Song heard the child's footsteps, she immediately panicked, and hit Xie Junyou with her fists, wanting him to let go of herself.

She said anxiously, "Please, I heard Xi'er's voice......

Xie Junyou didn't stop.

Between breaths, the man's low voice came, "Whose child is Xi'er?"

All he wanted to know was this.

Nan Song was forced to be helpless.

She closed her eyes tightly, her body began to tremble, and she buried her head in his arms, "... It's not yours, she's really not yours......"

"Back then, I was abused by Concubine Liang, and the needle that pierced my body just pierced into the infertility hole, Xie Junyou... How do I get pregnant? It was only later that Jingda cured me."

"Why did you look like she was four years old?"

"She's growing fast, faster than her peers."

She struggled to get the word done.

The man let go of her.

His eyes were dark, and although he didn't believe it, he had no evidence. The moment he let go of her, he saw Nan Song push him away.

Stumbling and running out—

As soon as the curtain was lifted, Xi'er stood in the courtyard, and when she came out of the tent, the child asked in sign language, "How did my mother come out of here?"

"Uncle is asking my mother for some help," she lied, stepped forward and hugged Xi'er, took her into her arms and asked, "Why did you wake up?"

"My mother is not here, I'm afraid."

"Don't be afraid, my mother is here."

Nan Song gently patted Xi'er's head and coaxed.

Xie Junyou watched this scene through the light from the tent, and when he saw Nan Song's love for the child, his expression became even colder.

She kept saying that the child was not his, so who did she have a child with?

Besides, Xi'er is still a mute?

How so?

Xie Junyou had countless thoughts in his heart.

The hand holding the Buddha beads stroked the lips that had just kissed her and wiped them gently.

Men are still in love.

The feeling that made him lose control, he only felt more and more addicted.

The next day, Xie Junyou still did not leave.

It's just that Nan Song no longer avoids him, but opens the door and treats him as a transparent person.

She wouldn't do anything to look him in the eye.

At the same time, she did not allow Xi'er to have contact with him.

In the afternoon of this day, someone suddenly came to Nansong's yard, who was a neighbor nearby, and that person would occasionally come to bring Nansong something to eat.

She was a middle-aged woman.

When the woman came, Xie Junyou would come out of the tent and look extraordinary. The woman was stunned for a moment, and then shouted Nan Song in the house:

"Nan Niangzi, I'm here to bring you something."