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    On Nanrong Jinghua's handsome face with well-defined outlines, there was a wry smile, as if he was muttering to himself or in pain,

    "A Sheng, do you actually hate me that much?"

    ?No one answered him, the red light on the heart dimmed, and the bright red manjusawa on Heliansi's forehead gradually dimmed until it disappeared.

    He Liansi only felt that his eyelids became heavy, and he tried to open them but couldn't.

    Intense drowsiness hit the body, and I only remembered that when I closed my eyes for the last time, I vaguely saw a strand of silver hair in front of me.

    Nanrong Jinghua sighed, and formed a seal in his hand, a silver light disappeared into He Liansi's forehead, and his silver eyes fell on the sleeping face of the little man in his arms,

    There was pain under the silver eyelashes, they were slightly closed, and a kiss as light as a goose feather fell on He Liansi's forehead, and the only sound in the room was a longing "A Sheng."

    The silver-white silk satin that fell to the ground returned to Nan Rong Jinghua's eyes, and the three thousand silver hairs turned into ink hairs.

    Immediately afterwards, the layer of silver light covering the entire side hall faded, and Nanrong Jinghua walked out of the side hall holding Heliansi who had passed out in his arms,

    The door of the side hall was opened, and it was what A Xun and Yue'er were talking about. Hearing the sound of the door opening, both of them looked at each other.

    Seeing the sleeping Heliansi in Nanrong Jinghua's arms, both of them changed their expressions. Ah Xun was shocked, how could the young master hold the little princess,

    Yue'er was embarrassed, why did the little princess doze off in the hall again? Mr. Jinghua is too gentle, he even hugged the little princess out.

    When Yue'er was in a daze, Nanrong Jinghua had already come to Yue'er, Youlan Konggu's voice was gentle,

    "The little princess is very sleepy, let's stop here today, and I will explain the rest tomorrow. Take the little princess back to the bedroom to rest."

    "Huh? Ah, good!"

    Yue'er was a little dizzy, the little princess dozed off in class, Mr. Jinghua not only didn't mean to blame, but also said that he would come to teach the little princess again tomorrow.

    This, this, isn't she dreaming?

    After Yue'er brought He Liansi back to the dormitory, Nanrong Jinghua withdrew his gaze, A Sheng, see you tomorrow.

    "My lord, you" Ah Xun said, full of doubts and shock.

    The young master never likes to get too close to people on weekdays, why he hugged the little princess for the first time today, and promised to come to teach tomorrow.

    It's a pity that Ah Xun was interrupted by Nan Rong Jinghua before he could speak, "Come with me to meet His Majesty."

    Although the tone is usually gentle, Ah Xun stays by Nanrong Jinghua's side all the year round,

    However, he could hear his young master's vaguely unhappy emotions, so he didn't dare to talk too much, and replied respectfully, "Yes, young master."

    **

    ?Wolong Palace, the emperor's palace is majestic and luxurious, under the tall sycamore tree in the courtyard,

    He Liansi was wearing a dark red undergarment, which was loosely worn on his body, and in his hand was a dark iron sword that was showing a cold light,

    Every move and every move is as murderous as a mountain river, and it is not affected at all. When the sword wind hits, the phoenix tree leaves are cut into two.

    "Your Majesty, Mr. Jinghua is asking to see you." Chang Ying walked into the courtyard, and opened his mouth to Helian Nie respectfully with his hands clasped.

    Helian Nie's long and narrow eyebrows were raised slightly, and his peach blossom eyes were slightly narrowed with interest, "Let him in."

    "Yes." Changying led the way down.

    However, after a while, a figure in a silver-white satin robe walked into the courtyard,

    Under the sycamore tree, Helian Nie's sword turned slightly, and a sword energy full of frightening hostility moved towards the silver-white figure.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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