Chapter 89: Rejection by Death
"Brother Yi, I don't want to go back to Qingcheng!"
Nan Xunnuan heard that Shuyi was going to send her back to Qingcheng, Huo Ran got up, and was about to cry, when her eyes touched Shuyi's cold eyes, she shrank back and sat back, raised her head, her eyes were wet, and her cloud shirt was delicate and tender yellow, which made her snow-white little face tender and seemed to be able to pinch out water.
The painting heart was originally annoyed by Nan Xunnuan's bullying of Qing Jiuying, but now Nan Xunnuan's delicate "Brother Yi" is like a fire poured with oil, and the blood of the whole body of the burning painting heart is boiling. Huaxin raised his hand and stroked his heart, his eyes were slight, and his temper came up, and he only felt that it was unbearable to look at Nanxun Nuan more.
After calming down and calming down, Huaxin casually pulled away his low-hanging sideburns, and said softly, "I heard...... The people of Qingcheng are good at poisoning, the last time my son was poisoned, this poison happened to come from the Qingcheng Nan clan, I am afraid that it is inseparable from the county lord of Qingcheng, for the sake of your safety, this son feels that the county lord should be sent back to the city immediately, otherwise, the wine and meat of this banquet, you dare not eat and drink at will, the lord of the Moon Pavilion, you say but?"
Huaxin looked at Yue Xingyun with a smile, Yue Xingyun couldn't make up his mind for a while, and was thinking about how to have a best of both worlds, but he didn't immediately return to Huaxin's words.
Huaxin glanced at Shuyi resentfully, Shuyi's face suddenly changed, and he threw the golden cup on the ground with a "snap", and the golden cup rolled to the feet of Yue Xingyun with a "grunt". Shuyi's eyes fell sharply on Yue Xingyun.
Yue Xingyun looked at Shu Yi's face that was indistinguishable from that of the emperor, and could hardly tell whether it was King Yi or the emperor sitting there, and immediately knelt down in fear, not daring to squeak, and respectfully waited for King Yi's instructions with the best demeanor.
Shuyi tapped on the table with one finger, looked at the people of Wushuang Pavilion with his eyes brushing over Yue Xingyun, and said in a shocked voice, "In the future, the princess's meaning is the king's meaning, and whoever neglects the princess will snub the king!"
There was silence on the Pujia platform, Yue Xingyun got up in response, and commanded the disciples behind him a few times, and then a team of disciples from the Wushuang Pavilion went up to the Pujia platform, wanting to invite the county lord of Qingcheng away from the banquet and send him back to Qingcheng overnight.
"Don't touch me!"
Nanxun Nuan brushed away the hand stretched out by the disciple of the Wushuang Pavilion, because of her special identity, no one dared to forcibly pull her.
Nan Xunnuan stood in the middle of the Pujia platform, staring at Shuyi with a pair of wet eyes, looking at Shuyi with a smile on his side, and said in a low voice, "Do you really like this little peach blossom?" Look at her eyes, now I know what it means to be bright-eyed. ”
Shuyi smelled the sour smell, lowered his head and pinched the chin of the painting heart, raised it slightly, and replied with a smile, "This king only sees the princess with a peerless appearance, where can I still see the eyes of others." ”
Seeing the two of them sitting next to them as if no one was scolding softly, Nanxun's warm and wet eyes finally brewed water vapor, and tears were majestic, like a rainstorm in June, watering a piece of the world in her heart.
Ignoring Shuyi's flamboyant tongue, he turned his head and saw that Nanxun Nuan was still standing in the center of the Pujia platform like a wooden stake, and couldn't help but stare at the disciples of the Wushuang Pavilion and said:
"The lord of Nanxiao is delicate and expensive, and she can't walk, don't you know how to carry her?"
"If any of you dare to touch me, I will die here instantly. Seeing the disciples of the Wushuang Pavilion who were swarming up from everywhere, Nanxun Nuan immediately plucked a flower hairpin from his head, put it against his neck, and threatened, "If I am here today, how should you explain to my brother." ”
Seeing this, the disciples of the Wushuang Pavilion immediately stopped, not daring to act rashly. Lan Ruoan has no children under his knees, and has raised Nanxun Nuan for more than seven years, although he is not his own, he has feelings in the end, and he is so distressed that he shook his arm hard, and said in a low voice, "You quickly think of a way to save Nuan Nuan." ”
"King Yi is saving her, and she doesn't need me. ”
Di Xuan didn't look at Nanxun Nuan, only bowed his head and drank tea, pondering the relationship between Shuyi and Nanxun Nuan, why did Shuyi, a person who was so strange to anyone, think about Nan Xunnuan step by step?
What is the relationship between Shuyi and Qingcheng?
"King Yi obviously wants to leave in a hurry, if you ask Yihong for a favor, King Yi will definitely listen to Yihong's words. You can be regarded as saving Yihong's life, and she will not miss any affection. ”
Seeing that Lan Ruoan couldn't understand the deep meaning of his words, he kept chattering in his ear, so he had to explain again, "To drive her away is to save her." ”
Lan Ruoan almost screamed in shock, trying to calm down, and asked in a low voice of disbelief, "You mean...... Yi Hong wants to kill Nuan Nuan and extinguish her mouth, so King Yi wants to send her away in order to save Nuan Nuan?"
“......”
Seeing that Lan Ruo'an couldn't make sense, Di Xuan even swallowed a sigh back into his stomach, and paused for a moment before he said coldly, "If you can spend more time thinking about it in your heart instead of gossiping about it, you and I won't be more and more speechless." ”
Lan Ruoan was worried about Nanxun's warmth, but she didn't pay too much attention to the words of Di Xuan, she couldn't hear the deep meaning of his words, and she couldn't hear the sigh in his words.
Everyone focused their eyes on the hairpin on Nanxun's warm fingertips.
Even Shuyi was slightly shocked.
He didn't expect that Nan Xunnuan would be so obsessed with him, but because he was obsessed with this, he should stop it as soon as possible.
"How, threaten with death?" Huaxin slowly got up, walked lazily, raised his eyebrows slightly, hooked his lips shallowly, and whispered in a low voice, "Then you should die to show Ben Gongzi?" Anyway, Ben Gongzi just wants to send you back to Qingcheng, and it is not very important whether you are dead or alive, you will be carried back alive if you are alive, and you will be carried back alive if you are dead. ”
"You" Nan Xunnuan watched the heart of the painting slowly approaching step by step, and couldn't help but panic slightly, and retreated in small steps, holding the hairpin hand uncontrollably trembling.
"What's the matter? The county lord can't do it? Then it's better for this son to help you!"
The painting heart smiled evilly, and took a strange and unpredictable step, which was still more than ten feet away, but instantly came to Nanxun Nuan's body, and quickly raised his hand to grasp Nanxun Nuan's hairpin.
"Yi Hong"
"Yi Hong"
With the strange figure and neat movements of the painting heart, everyone held their breath, and Lan Ruoan and Shuyi exclaimed at the same time.
Lan Ruo'an exclaimed was normal, she didn't expect that Fang Cai was guessing that Huaxin was going to kill Nanxun Nuan, and after a while, she saw that Huaxin really put it into action, how could she not be surprised.
And Shuyi was the first time to exclaim in public, Huaxin pinched Nanxun Nuan, who was already frightened, with one hand, and clenched the flower hairpin between her fingers with the other, and turned around and threw Shuyi an eye knife, full of warnings.
Shu Yi saw that there was no hairpin in the painting, and he was slightly relieved, but he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and he called out "Yihong...... I'm afraid this woman is going to let him sleep on the floor for a few more months......