Chapter 51: Punch Lines

Nangong Yue is afraid of people.

Hearing the voice, she swished and shrank behind Zizhu, and Zizhu's words were stuck in her throat at once.

Nangong Yue stared at the punch line, and suddenly remembered that she was the punch line.

She remembered that this sister had given her medicine to sleep, and she was definitely not a good person!

Thinking like this, she became more and more vigilant.

The witty words were not in a hurry, and asked softly: "I don't know how these maids made Her Royal Highness the princess unhappy?" ā€

Nangong Yue puffed up, "Don't tell you!" ā€

Punch Line smiled helplessly, and that look looked like he was looking at an ignorant child.

"Actually, the princess doesn't say it, and I know what the princess thinks."

The witty words gathered people's hearts, and she continued: "Let these girls go down, Brother Ling is discussing in the house, if you quarrel with him, it will not be good." ā€

Nangong Yue was dissatisfied, but she still nodded obediently.

A few maids immediately kowtowed to the witty words gratefully, and this was like being pardoned.

Zizhu looked at their backs and frowned.

The girl with this witty word is not the real master of this palace, and she can send it at will......

She felt that something was wrong in her heart.

Witty Yu sighed: "What the princess thinks in her heart is nothing more than not recognizing my relationship with Brother Ling. ā€

"I just want my sister-in-law!" Nangong Yue continued to stare at her firmly with big round eyes.

The corners of the witty mouth are slightly hooked secretly.

She took a step forward and walked in front of Nangong Yue, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Where is the princess dissatisfied with me?" ā€

"Yu'er knows that she can't replace her sister, but when Sister Princess is gone, Yu'er will take care of you like her." She looked sincere and her handwriting was clear.

She knew exactly where a fool's attention was.

Sure enough, after hearing the words "Sister Princess is gone", Nangong Yue's expression was visibly panicked.

That expression was like a person who had lost his dependence.

Witty language induces, "Her Royal Highness the princess is not well yet, and Witty Word will take care of you wholeheartedly in the future, don't dislike it." ā€

These words couldn't help but remind Nangong Yue of those hard days when she was drugged!

"Sister-in-law said that Yue'er is not sick! I don't want to drink medicine! ā€

Nangong Yue was like a frightened bird, retreating again and again, and his hands were subconsciously pushed out.

"Princess!"

"Miss!"

The next moment, Zizhu and Autumn Cicada exclaimed together.

Nangong Yue is full of energy, this push is not small, the witty words are weak, and with such a push, it will knock down the potted plants on the side.

Half of the dead wood was broken, the witty words snorted, the teeth were gritted, and the embarrassed half-propped up on the ground, delicate like a boneless beauty.

Qiu Cicada was anxious to help her up, but suddenly saw a dazzling red flowing down from the fair-skinned elbow of the witty words, and her face immediately changed.

"Miss, you're bleeding!"

This voice is loud enough.

The people in the courtyard heard it clearly.

Nangong Yue's face was already panicked, and when she saw the blood flowers blooming on the ground, she was even more frightened and speechless.

"I—I'm not ......"

She didn't mean to.

At this moment, the door of the house creaked open.

Nangong Ling glanced at the scene of the courtyard, and walked out quickly with a gloomy face.

"King, lord, young lady is bleeding." As soon as Qiu Cicada saw him coming, he immediately gave up his position.

Nangong Ling didn't hesitate, and half-hugged the witty words on the ground.

The wound on Punchline's arm, scraped by the broken potted plant, is not a big deal, but the blood is terrifying.

"What's going on?"

He took out his handkerchief and asked as he held it down briefly.

At this opening, no one in the courtyard spoke, but Nangong Yue, who was in trouble, took a step back.

Nangong Ling's face was cold, not angry and arrogant, seeing that Nangong Yue's eyes were slightly red, she had to stand up again, bow her head, and said aggrievedly, "It's my ......"

Zizhu hurriedly stepped forward, "Lord, the princess is also unintentional......"

"It's not your right to speak." Nangong Ling scolded lightly, and Zizhu's remaining words had to be swallowed back, and his heart hung directly.

Witty Yu covered his arm, hissed softly, and said, "Brother Ling, Yu'er is fine." ā€

She looked at Nangong Ling with a tolerant smile, "Brother Ling, don't blame Yue'er, it's just a scratch." ā€

Nangong Ling sighed.

He said to Nangong Yue slowly: "Yue'er, you hurt someone, apologize to Yu'er." ā€

Zizhu also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, apologizing can solve the problem, it's a big deal.

However, Nangong Yue bit her lip tightly and refused to speak.

Nangong Ling frowned, "Yue'er." ā€

Although Nangong Yue is stupid, she is very well-behaved, she can do whatever she wants, why is she disobedient today?

"I don't apologize." Nangong Yue finally let go of her lips, but her mouth was willful.

But tears also fell down her cheeks, so aggrieved, "Yue'er doesn't like her, brother don't marry her...... Woohoo......"

When Zizhu heard this, it was too late to stop it.

Looking at Nangong Ling's complexion again, it was really gloomy before she could stretch out.

He drank in a deep voice, "Yue'er! No messing around! ā€

"Brother, don't want Yue'er! Bad brother! ā€

When Nangong Yue heard his reprimand, she cried even more sadly, stomped her feet hard, turned around and ran.

"Princess!"

Zizhu looked at Nangong Ling, and then at Nangong Yue who ran out, gritted his teeth, but still couldn't care about Nangong Ling's face, and chased after him.

In the courtyard, Nangong Ling's black face was left in vain, and the witty words that were leaning softly against his hand.

The witty words seemed to be worried, and he grabbed Nangong Ling's arm and said: "Brother Ling, don't be angry with the princess, the princess and the princess's sister are often together, and the relationship is naturally deep......"

Speaking of this, he didn't hide his loneliness in his eyes, "Xu is only going to say this after listening to the words of someone with a heart." ā€

Nangong Ling twisted her eyebrows fiercely, gritted her teeth and said, "It's me who underestimated Feng Jiu's tilt!" ā€

Nangong Yue is now Feng Jiutian's gold medal for avoiding death.

This woman threatened Yue'er so easily, and now she was only absent from the house for a few days, so she could make Yue'er make trouble, and he even thought that Feng Jiutian had hints at him on weekdays.

As soon as he saw the witty words, he knew that he had succeeded in inducing them, and asked again as if he had inadvertently asked: "Brother Ling, where is Sister Princess these days that makes Yue'er so concerned?" ā€

"Yu'er doesn't have to pay attention to her." Nangong Ling misunderstood her intentions.

He said coldly: "Whoever this king wants to marry, no one needs to disagree." ā€

A blush appeared on the cheeks of the punch line, and he hung his head with shyness.

"Let's deal with your injuries first."

Nangong Ling's heart was heavy, and she was about to go to the house with people.

"Lord, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sent someone to send a banquet!" Suddenly, a guard trotted in from outside.

A yellow envelope with a seal was delivered to Nangong Ling's hand.

Nangong Ling bowed slightly.

Punch Line wanted to see what was in the envelope, but seeing that Nangong Ling didn't mean to open it in front of her, she could only give up.