Nangong Xuan agreed without hesitation, and said in her heart that she was thoughtful.

Seeing this scene, Nangong Ling instantly knocked over the vinegar jar, if it weren't for Feng Jiutian standing on the carriage from a distance, looking at him with a threatening gaze, he would have to go over and pull Nangong Xuan off the carriage.

Nangong Xuan followed Feng Jiutian back to Feng Jiutian's other garden, and she took out the documents she had written a long time ago.

"His Royal Highness King Qin needs to write his name here, and by the way, draw a charge here."

Hearing that he wanted to press his handprint, Nangong Xuan hesitated, in the Great Yan Dynasty, only those who were going to be imprisoned would draw a charge on the paper.

It's obviously a good thing to make money, but it makes him feel very uncomfortable.

"After the crossing, I kicked the prince down the hall" The vinegar jar turned over and was hitting it in the hand, please wait a while,

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