Chapter 63: Emerald as Jade, Brilliant as a Peach Blossom! 1

"Ahem" Qianqian woke up with a violent cough, and his chest seemed to be pressed by a stone.

Rewind the memories and think about it with his toes, and know that it must be Nangong Jing's badness, Qianqian is really speechless: how old is he, and he still plays such a childish prank!

One second he felt that he seemed to know everything and hid it deeply, but the next second he was instantly beaten back to his original form: mature in thought and naΓ―ve in behavior!

While his thoughts were surging, he heard a knock on the door, and Ning Xue's voice sounded at the door: "Qianqian, are you awake?" ”

I don't know why, as long as Qianqian hears Ning Xue speak now, a sad feeling will swell in her heart, as for Nangong Jing's words, Qianqian feels that she still needs to think about it repeatedly, and it may not be credible.

There was a knock on the door again, and Ning Xue's voice was a little anxious: "Qianqian? Are you okay? ”

Qianqian retracted her thoughts and responded, "It's okay, you come in",

The door was pushed open, and Ning Xue walked in with a medicine tray, which reminded Qianqian of the scene when she first entered the Three Princes' Mansion, Ning Xue is still so gentle and considerate, but tomorrow, what will be her fate?

Can Nangong Yi really keep her? Qianqian thought of Bao Xiaosheng's description of the prince: The city is very deep.

Compared with Nangong Yi, Qianqian is more confident in Nangong Jing, isn't there a saying that "people are shameless, the world is invincible"?

The prince was able to swallow his anger at Nangong Jing, presumably he had suffered a lot of losses in the hands of Nangong Jing.

Qianqian remembered Nangong Jing's sentence "The women of Qing and Lou are also women, and against her will, they are birds and beasts!" ”

Thinking about the research "affection" of you and me on today's painting boat, Nangong Jing is really an extremely ironic contradiction.

"You've been distracted three times" Ning Xue's voice pulled Qianqian back to reality,

Qianqian looked at Ning Xue and saw that there was still a red in her clear eyes that had not yet faded, and there was still a faint dark blue under her eyes, which must have been caused by poor sleep these days.

Even so, Ning Xue still made a strong appearance of nothing, looked at Qianqian and smiled, put the wooden plate containing the medicine aside, picked up the medicine, stretched out her hand and tested the temperature by the medicine bowl, "Well, it shouldn't be hot."

After Ning Xue finished speaking, she handed the medicine bowl to Qianqian, smiled lightly, and said: "This is a medicine to ward off the cold and moisten the lungs, the doctor said, these days, you must not get the wind and cold again, otherwise, you will get lung disease",

Ning Xue was so careful, Qianqian's heart was even more sour, this time, Qianqian didn't say anything, drank all the medicine in the bowl, took the candied fruit and ate a piece,

Ning Xue packed up the medicine bowl and beckoned, the maid at the door came over and took the things away, and when the door closed, Ning Xue turned her head to look at Qianqian and asked, "How did you fall into the water?" ”

Qianqian replied succinctly: "Stumble! ”

Ning Xue laughed, "Isn't it the Seventh Prince?" ”

Qianqian was slightly stunned, but nodded honestly,

Ning Xue was not surprised by this answer, but relieved: "The Seventh Prince is just playful, you don't need to worry about him",

Fun? Qianqian shrugged at Ning Xue, but it didn't matter--

Ning Xue smiled lightly and said, "You have a good rest, I can't accompany you today, I have to go to practice",

"What do you do when you practice the piano?" Qianqian was quick to speak, and he regretted it when he asked,

Seeing that Ning Xue's barely squeezed smile was clearly bitter, Qianqian grabbed her, "If you don't want to go, don't go, you don't need to be afraid of the prince now",

After all, the Empress Dowager is still alive, and Nangong Jing is still alive, isn't there a saying called "a thousand years of scourge"?

Nangong Jing estimated that he would not be able to die for a while and a half, Nangong Jing was here, and Qianqian actually had a strange sense of steadfastness.