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In the second half of the night, after hearing the sound of Nangong Changji vomiting, Zhao Dan immediately got out of bed, then went to the table and poured a glass of wine, and handed it to Nangong Changji, who was vomiting in front of the wooden basin.

After looking at the cup in his hand for a while, Nangong Changji thanked him very politely, and then took the water and drank it.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Dan stretched out his hand and patted Nangong Changji's back.

Nangong Changji hit a spirit when he was on the ground, and was choked by the water in his mouth, then turned around, squinted his eyes slightly, and said, "Miss Zhao, you!"

"Lord Wang, please forgive me!" Zhao Dan was so frightened that he knelt on the ground.

Nangong Changji was embarrassed, looked left and right for a while, put the cup in his hand on the ground, and then helped Zhao Dan to get up.

"I've been here for half a year, and I've bothered you. Nangong Changji said.

Zhao Dan shook his head, raised his eyes and looked into Nangong Changji's eyes and said, "The prince's status is noble, and his willingness to deign to the slave family is really a blessing for the slave family." ”

Nangong Changji hurriedly avoided Zhao Dan's gaze and looked at the cup that he had put on the ground.

"Lord Wang, there is something I don't understand in the slave family, the Lord is obviously not as rumored outside, why should he do this?" Zhao Dan asked.

A light flashed in Nangong Changji's eyes, and seeing that he seemed to be a little displeased, Zhao Dan immediately knelt on the ground again, and said, "The slave family is talkative, and I ask the prince to forgive me!"

After saying that, Zhao Dan immediately slapped his mouth with his hand.

Nangong Changji hurriedly grabbed his hand, and his face turned red in an instant. After swallowing his saliva, he said, "Miss Zhao, I have a hard time doing this. But don't worry, I won't treat you badly in the future. ”

Zhao Dan nodded hurriedly, "The slave family believes what the prince said." ”

With that, she leaned forward suddenly, her head crashed into Nangong Changji's arms, and then she hugged Nangong Changji with both hands.

Nangong Changji's head buzzed, and he suddenly felt dizzy when he was still drunk, and hugged Zhao Dan's head with his other hand.

"Lord Wang!" Zhao Dan raised his head and looked at him with tears in his eyes.

Nangong Changji's heart beat and popped, and then he held Zhao Dan's cheek with both hands.

After staring at each other for a while, he suddenly took a deep breath, then raised his hand, got up at the same time, turned around and walked to the window, opened it, and inhaled heavily.

He struggled to calm his emotions down.

However, Zhao Dan suddenly hugged him from behind, crying and said, "Lord Wang, you and I stay together every day, are you really not the slightest bit tempted by the slave family?"

Nangong Changji closed his eyes tightly, and his fists were clenched tightly.

"The slave family really likes the prince. Zhao Dan continued.

Seeing that Nangong Changji didn't respond, her delicate and white hand went deep into Nangong Changji's clothes and also pierced into her heart.

"Miss Zhao, don't!" Nangong Changji hurriedly stopped her hand and kept shaking her head.

"Lord Wang, don't you have a trace of love for the slave family in your heart?"

Nangong Changji didn't say anything, but sighed silently.

Slowly, Zhao Dan sent Nangong Changji and cried faintly: "The slave family knows that people like the slave family can't get into the eyes of the prince at all. ”

She stepped back as she spoke, then crashed into a stool.

Seeing that she was about to fall, Nangong Changji immediately stepped forward with light skills and held her in his hand before she fell.

After his eyes widened, Zhao Dan slowly stretched out his hand and gently stroked Nangong Changji's cheek.

"Lord Wang, do you really not like the slave family at all?" she asked.

After hesitating repeatedly, Nangong Changji shook his head.

Zhao Dan showed surprise on his face, "Lord Wang, can you tell the slave family, do you like it or not?"

In the end, Nangong Changji didn't tell her the answer, but gently put it on the ground and gently lifted the veil on her body.

After enduring it for half a year, he finally couldn't bear it.

Early in the morning.

Hearing a knock on the door outside, inside the curtain, Nangong Changji gently withdrew his hand from under Zhao Dan's head, and then slowly sat up.

Just as he was about to get out of bed, suddenly, Zhao Dan's hand grabbed his wrist and said, "Lord Wang, are you going to go to the court?"

Nangong Changji nodded, then turned around, stepped forward and kissed Zhao Dan on the face, "I'll come back to you tonight." ”

Zhao Danwan smiled, then put his arm around his neck and returned the salute on his forehead.

Nangong Changji smiled, and just as he was about to turn around, he accidentally noticed that there was a little red on the mattress, so he exclaimed: "Miss Zhao, could it be that you have always been perfect before!"

Zhao Dan's eyes widened, and he said with a gloomy face: "Lord Wang, the slave family has always been a performer rather than a person, is it possible that in your heart, the slave family is the kind of woman with water-based poplars?"

Nangong Changji hurriedly shook his head, quite surprised, and went to Zhao Dan to make amends.

Before leaving, he reminded Zhao Dan in a low voice: "Don't mention this matter to anyone." ”

Zhao Dan agreed.

In addition to the back of the Peach Blossom House, Nangong Changji kept tidying up his clothes, and then hurriedly got into a carriage parked at the back door of the Peach Blossom House.

It was still dark, and the streets were still a little dark.

When the carriage walked for a while, after hearing a snoring sound, Nangong Changji, who was reminiscing, was startled and immediately lifted the curtain of the carriage.

Although it was not bright outside, it was better than the inside of the carriage, and Nangong Changji realized that there was still a person sitting next to him.

"You, you, who are you!" he panicked, shrinking into a corner of the carriage.

At this time, the person sitting next to him took out the fire fold, and a tiny flame was born.

After seeing the face of the person next to him, Nangong Changji said: "I, I, I remember you, your name is Ye Fei, and the imperial sister introduced you to you at the beginning!"

"Little Lord is really good at remembering!" Ye Fei smiled.

"That's not right!" Nangong Changji was surprised, "Aren't you dead!"

"Then the little prince should be a ghost below!" Ye Fei said, and then withdrew the fire fold.

"You really aren't human, are you?"

Ye Fei snorted, amused by Nangong Changji, "After so many years, the little prince still hasn't changed much." ”

Nangong Changji was unhappy, he thought that he had changed a lot in the past few years.

"Brother Ye, why did you come to me?" asked Nangong Changji after a while.

"Entrusted by your imperial sister. Ye Fei explained.

"Imperial sister, when have you met my imperial sister? Didn't she marry to Northern Liao?" asked Nangong Changji.

"Little prince, do you really not know, or do you pretend not to know?"

"Do you know, Brother Ye, this king doesn't understand what you mean by this!"

"Okay then," Ye Fei got up, "Lin Dongxian, stop, let's go." ”

Seeing that Ye Fei was leaving, Nangong Changji immediately stopped him, "Slowly, slowly, I can't hide it, I heard some rumors." ”