Chapter 1: The Man Who Was Picked Up

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"I disagree!"

He Yue leaned against the pillar in the courtyard, the fan in her hand was hula-la-la, her face was flushed with anger, and she repeated her dissatisfaction again, "Li Xiaoshu, you listen to me, I don't agree with you placing this man here!" ”

He Yue squinted at the man lying on the ground covered in blood in the courtyard, dressed in luxurious brocade clothes, how could this be a simple character. What she is most afraid of is trouble, and it is obvious that this man is a big trouble!

She didn't know which way she offended the great god who traveled to ancient times, and finally lived a peaceful life, but she didn't want to be ruined, and as the saying goes, don't pick up the man on the side of the road, if you are not careful, you will lose your heart and lose your body, and dig your heart and kidneys. The most absolute thing is that almost all the people around the heroine in this kind of novel are dead, wasted, and in short, none of them end well.

Li Xiaoshu, who was wearing coarse cloth clothes on the other side, blushed and lowered his head, obviously helpless and cramped, "Boss He, but he... He's dying, saving someone's life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, and I'll pay twice the price for the house. ”

Li Xiaoshu clenched her fists, and a cyan vein faintly appeared, she could work more and pay more for He Yue, but this man must stay.

There's no better chance than this!

Li Xiaoshu is an orphan girl in Lijia Village, her gambling father sold the house before he died, and after her father died, the house was also taken away. There was an empty house in the village, so she rented a room from He Yue and lived there for two years.

He Yue straightened up, pointed at Li Xiaoshu and sneered, "You also call me Boss He, naturally understand that I am a businessman, and I pay the most attention to wealth, you say that he is dying, tell me to pity him, in case he dies in my courtyard, isn't that a big bad luck, in front of my courtyard is my shop, do I still want to do business!" ”

He Yue opened a rouge shop, in Lijia Village and even the surrounding villages are the only one that sells rouge powder, although the quality is not very good, but the price is less than half of the county, and it also saves the money of running away, so the business has always been good.

He Yue's timbre was clear, but it was difficult to hide the strength in her words, she pointed at Li Xiaoshu with a fan, her slender eyebrows twisted slightly, "Xiaoshu, I think I'm still good to you, and the rent charged to you is the lowest price around, this time you casually bring back an unknown man, what if he is a fugitive from the court?" Don't hurt me. ”

He Yue is rational and emotional, how can Li Xiaoshu defend himself.

In the place where they couldn't see, Ning Rusong's eyebrows on the ground frowned, he was handsome, graceful and incompatible with this ordinary courtyard, he struggled to half open his eyelids, and his eyes were gloomy and cold.

As He Yue guessed, he is naturally not a simple character, he is the crown prince of the Great Cloud Dynasty, his mother is the eldest daughter of the He family, the head of the family, and his uncle is the current king of the south.

In the Dayun Dynasty, the military power was in the hands of the king of Nan, a king with a different surname, and the civil officials were headed by the He family, and the harem was controlled by the queen, so Ning Rusong was almost the next emperor.

Over there, He Yue and Li Xiaoshu were still arguing, Ning Rusong heard it in his ears, he put on a gentle and polite expression, supported his hands on the ground, and sat up reluctantly, his chest hurt and his heart became more and more irritable, "Cough, cough, cough!" ”

Li Xiaoshu was closest to him, and hurriedly helped him against the wall, and said softly, "Son, you're okay." ”

She took out a clean handkerchief and wanted to wipe the blood and sweat off Ning Rusong's face, in this remote village, there is not so much attention to male and female defense.

Although Li Xiaoshu has a book in her name, she has never read a book, she doesn't know how to describe the man in front of her, he is more imposing than the county master, and more handsome than the talented man, she knew at the first glance that saving him would definitely bring her a different opportunity.

Ning Rusong turned his head slightly to avoid the handkerchief, and his voice was a little hoarse because of the injury, "Men and women don't kiss, it's good for Xiaosheng to come by himself." ”

This woman passed with enthusiasm.

The man's complexion was dusty, even if he refused, he was elegant and polite, Li Xiaoshu didn't feel half embarrassed.

He Yue didn't speak at this time, just looked coldly at the side, she turned the handle of the fan in her hand, and then lowered her eyelids slightly.

Ning Rusong's acting skills are very good, she didn't see anything, but her intuition told her that he was just wrapped in a gentle and kind skin on the surface, and he couldn't tell how dark he was.

And He Yue has always trusted her own instincts the most.

This is a person who can't be offended, if he is still pushed away, he may be resentful, He Yue's palms were sweaty, and she increased the strength of pinching the handle of the fan.

The heart of defense is indispensable, He Yue didn't dare to bet on the revenge of the strange man in front of him.

Especially since this is a man who seems to be in a position of high authority.

"Forget it, there's still a spare room, come in, it's a life after all." After thinking about it for a while, He Yue waved his hand and said.

There are no guest rooms, and it would be okay to tidy up the utility room.

He Yue's tone softened, and with her face, she couldn't see her aggressive appearance before.

Ning Rusong refused Li Xiaoshu's support, and stood up holding the wound on her waist, "Thank you, girl." ”

Even if it has fallen to such a point, Ning Rusong's posture as a prince has not diminished at all, just standing there, he has a completely different bearing from others.

He Yue raised his eyebrows slightly, his delicate willow eyes looked at him, and he smiled, "I'm twenty-four years old, I can't be a girl, just call me Boss He." ”

In fact, he can't complain about Ning Rusong, He Yue is a standard goose egg face, delicate and dignified, but her facial features are a little childish, and she can't tell how old she is when she looks at her appearance.

"Thank you, Boss." Ning Rusong changed his name.

"Follow me." He Yue turned around and led the way.

Perhaps it is a common problem of being a high-ranking person, Ning Rusong is inevitably suspicious and suspicious, Li Xiaoshu is no different from a normal peasant girl, but He Yue is full of eccentricity.

Ning Rusong stared at He Yue's back, she was not like an ordinary merchant, her waist was very straight, that natural and comfortable posture was the appearance of being educated, but between walks, it was a little out of line, and no lady would take such a big step.

Looking up, it was a woman's hair bun, with no decoration, only a white silk flower, which was particularly conspicuous in the black hair.

Ning Rusong's eyes overflowed with a touch of clarity, and the woman's hair was in a bun, white silk flowers.

The hairpin white silk flower means the death of her late husband, and she is a woman who has lost her husband.

The hypocritical words of the woman in front of her are still being spoken, probably because of the hot weather in summer, and the fan in her hand is also constantly fanning.

"It's not easy for me to be a businesswoman, Li Xiaoshu, you have to forgive me, you still have to pay more for this room."

"I don't want you to pay more ......"

The peasant girl named Li Xiaoshu lowered her head and shrugged her ears.

The wound cracked open again, blood gushed out, and gradually Ning Rusong felt that the scene in front of him was blurred.

Before he passed out, the woman's lazy and lazy voice was still reaching his ears intermittently.

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