Nangong Xuan also followed, and the courtyard of Jiexing pavilion was full of a strong smell of blood.
Nangong Xuan frowned at the "things" on the ground. He sighed slightly. Without a complete prescription, these people can only do this.
After seeing Nangong Xuan, Nangong Yan subconsciously protected Ji Qingxue behind him. In his voice, he couldn't help hating Nangong Xuan: "what else are you doing? See if we're dead?"
Nangong Xuan stood with his hands on his back. He was dressed in a purple Python gold robe, which was particularly clean in comparison with Nangong Yan.
"Yan'er, it seems that no matter what I do, you won't give up this woman. You will regret it in the future."
Before nangongyan spoke, Ji Qingxue couldn't help it: "I said you can't stand me, so you have to try your best to get rid of me. You don't like me, and I don't think you're comfortable. Nangongyan is not a child. You don't need to teach him what he wants to do."
Nangong Xuan's voice suddenly raised: "what do you know about this woman?"
"Then you understand? You know a fart." Ji Qingxue finally couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth. What kind of people are nangongyan's parents? They are more selfish and more abnormal. They really love her nangongyan.
Ji Qingxue stepped forward and stood next to nangongyan: "You always think I'm his obstacle, but I remember I told you a long time ago. I'm not just hiding behind him. I'm a woman who can stand side by side with him. He doesn't want this country. I can live in seclusion with him and live a life of idle clouds and wild cranes. But he wants this country, and Ji Qingxue is definitely qualified to stand beside him."
Ji Qingxue suddenly burst into a fierce momentum. She is holding fire in her heart at the moment. Why is Nangong Yan's father always haunted? Fortunately, she still wants to deliver medicine to him on time every day. As expected, white lotus can't be regarded as it.
Ji Qingxue's words are not big words. In addition to her martial arts strategy, don't forget that she also has a Wuxian identity. The Wuling family is the object of all countries.
Ji Qingxue had a sneer on her mouth: "I told you so much today, but I didn't expect you to change me. My married husband is Nangong Yan. As long as he needs me, I will be by his side. Whether others are happy or not has nothing to do with me."
Nangong Yan nearby listened to Ji Qingxue's generous speech and smiled directly to the bottom of his eyes. She was so dazzling that he couldn't even move his eyes.
Nangong Xuan confronts Ji Qingxue coldly. He always thinks that women can only do bad things. Rao is no different from Ji Qingxue.
How he hoped nangongyan would be a ruthless and careless person in the future. After all, the king with weakness will be calculated sooner or later.
Nangong Xuan suddenly turned around and seemed to finally give up: "get ready for the throne ceremony. Don't say it so well. Ji Qingxue, you're no different from other women. You'll know that sooner or later."
Ji Qingxue stood silently in place. Her hands clenched her fists. She took a long breath, then turned her head to Nangong Yan and said, "can you hold me a little?"
Nangong Yan subconsciously grabbed her hand: "what's the matter with ah Xue?"
"I'm afraid I can't help catching up and beating your father up," Ji Qingxue said.
Tomorrow she will be the queen of Dayan. She doesn't want to hear rumors like "the new queen beat the supreme emperor violently".
So she wants to calm down. Ji Qingxue doesn't know that she barely calmed down after reciting "Amitabha Buddha" hundreds of times in her heart.
The key is that the old man is really angry when he does things and talks. If he can, Ji Qingxue really wants to lift his spirit cover and see how his brain grows.
Nangong Yan smiled at the corners of his mouth, "ah Xue."
"What's the matter?"
"When you spoke just now, you had the momentum of a queen."
Ji Qingxue finally couldn't help laughing: "really?"
"Of course." Nangong Yan only felt a warm current flowing slowly on his chest. He took Ji Qingxue's hand and gently kissed, "my queen."
They immediately covered their eyes, and then they all turned away their fingers with tacit understanding and secretly watched the scene that made people blush and heartbeat.
Rong Sheng secretly feigned his stomach. Ah, hey, there are people around here. Can't you pay attention?
Alas, I suddenly miss my ninth day.
The servant burned hot water to make nangongyan bathe and change clothes. At the moment, he has a strong smell of blood. Looking for snow doesn't want to get close to him.
Nangong Yan leans against the edge of the bath bucket and enjoys Ji Qingxue's back rubbing service.
Whenever Ji Qingxue's weak boneless hand crossed his skin, Nangong Yan felt that it was not enjoyment, but torture.
"Ah Xue is also stained with a lot of blood." Nangong Yan asked unintentionally.
Ji Qingxue buried his head and wiped it seriously. He didn't pay attention to Nangong Yan's expression: "I'm fine. I'll take a bath later."
Just waiting for your words. Nangong Yan turns around and pulls Ji Qingxue into the bath bucket, which splashes a lot of water.
Ji Qingxue bit her back teeth and spit out someone's name coldly: "Nan! Gong! Yan!"
The culprit was indifferent: "ah Xue, you have to wash anyway, and now your clothes are wet. Why don't we take a mandarin duck bath together."
Ji Qingxue can't wait to throw the bath towel in her hand at his face, mandarin duck, your sister!
Suddenly, Nangong Yan's eyes became deep and stared at her directly. Ji Qingxue looked down along his eyes. The wet clothes were close to her body and outlined an attractive curve. The expression on her face suddenly became red and white.
Finally, Ji Qingxue pasted the bath towel on his face without hesitation, accompanied by the scream of the woman who almost broke the roof: "Nangong Yan, you shameless man."
Nangong Yan turned his head slightly and avoided the "hidden weapon" thrown by someone perfectly. His eyes were full of a smile and said in a deep voice, "yes, ah Xue can use idioms to scold me now."
Ji Qingxue covered his chest with a defensive look on his face. Nangong Yan picked his eyebrow and said teasingly, "you have all your sons. What else do you cover?"
Ji Qingxue glared at him: "I'd like to. Can you manage it?"
Nangong Yan studied her appearance and stared at Ji Qingxue: "I'm your husband. Why can't I manage it?"
With that, Nangong Yan leaned over to Ji Qingxue and scared Ji Qingxue to hide behind.
Nangongyan is quite dissatisfied, so he directly presses people on the edge of the bath bucket. At the moment, the temperature of nangongyan's body is rising rapidly, and Ji Qingxue has instinctively perceived the danger.
"This tub is so big. Where can you hide?"
Nangong Yan smiled a little proud. Ji Qingxue said helplessly, "you let me go."
"Let go of you, OK, just kiss me." Nangong Yan said shamelessly.
Ji Qingxue is speechless. Just now, there was a line of life and death. Why did the painting style suddenly change?
Can I have some more killers? She felt she could have another fight.