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The conversation between Yu Nuan and Yu Chenglang ended without a problem visible to the naked eye. The brain circuits of the two were not on the same line at all, which was basically equivalent to playing the piano against the cow.
Niu Nuan: "?"
She felt very confused, because Yu Nuan thought that even if the person Yu Chenglang said was the original body, it shouldn't be Miss Yu. Miss Yu was conferred later, but it is impossible to explain why the empress who was conferred two months ago fell on the territory of Kasher, which is so far away from Chang'an, it is almost impossible.
After all, based on what she knew about the male lead, he should be an extremely calm, harsh and arrogant man, how could he do such a thing for a woman who didn't know where she was going?
She even suspected that Yu Chenglang had some other purpose and wanted to deceive her to achieve some kind of benefit, even though she had no ill feeling towards Yu Chenglang in her heart, and even faintly wanted to believe it he.
But Yu Nuan still restrained herself.
No, Ah Nuan! Don't trust strangers casually!
This logic chain is too complicated, and Yu Nuan was a little confused for a while.
So she took two steps back, and said guiltily to Yu Chenglang, "I'm sorry Mr. Yu, I still have to serve the princess."
"Well why don't you go find Dr. Su later and ask him to explain it to you."
After finishing speaking, he smiled apologetically, took three steps back tremblingly with pity in his eyes, and left holding his stomach.
Yu Chenglang: "?!"
If he didn't guess wrong, he might be considered crazy by his own sister?
He was a little helpless.
But Yu Chenglang did not go after his sister anymore.
Although he is his own brother, his sister's inexplicable resistance, her delicate and pitiful body, and her love of indulgent sex made him reluctant to persecute her any longer. Although it sounds strange, his first reaction was that he couldn't force her
The bad nature of protecting the calf is vividly displayed in him, and Yu Chenglang is helpless towards himself.
We Guai Nuan haven't grown up yet, she is still young, even though she is a mother, but! If she did something wrong, of course, she should be forgiven immediately, do you still need to think about it! ?
What's more, my younger sister suddenly appeared with a child in her belly, and even she herself didn't understand what was going on. No matter how you look at it, it's very strange.
What's even more weird is that in the past two years, it was rumored that one of the characteristics of His Majesty's search for her - the cut on the sister's neck, although it looked healed, it didn't look like an old wound at all.
It's more like when it just healed, with a little pink new flesh, and some unhealed incisions on the edge, not like a secondary trauma, but it's not as horrible as the rumors of more than a year ago wrapped in gauze.
Although he didn't know how Ah Nuan created such a deep sword mark, Yu Chenglang could completely imagine what happened.
Even if His Majesty is annoyed at her capriciousness and ignorance, he will never resort to such means to the woman he loves. And his desire to possess and protect Ah Nuan, and even the ants and all kinds of people who connect with her must be strictly checked to ensure that Ah Nuan will not be hurt.
Therefore, despite the embarrassment and embarrassment, Yu Chenglang had to guess that it was drawn by his sister.
It's really being manipulated to the limit. At a young age, even the bowl is trembling. How dare you use a sword to imitate others and kill yourself.
Is she sensible or not?
Headache, presumably His Majesty's head hurts even more.
Returning to the inference of the scar, Yu Chenglang subconsciously believed that many things were beyond common sense, but he just couldn't tell what was wrong.
Therefore, as expected, she still left it to her husband to think about the cause and effect, and brother Yu felt that his brain was not enough.
Two maidservants stepped forward, and one of them respectfully said to Yu Chenglang: "Master, do you need us to keep an eye on her?"
These two maidservants are not Yu Chenglang's confidantes, but belong to the King of Southwest. In order to avoid suspicion, Yu Chenglang did not bring many people with him when he came here.
In fact, he did not avoid the Southwest King at all.
Brother Yu knew from the bottom of his heart that this was not an easy matter. Ah Nuan now somehow became a member of Cashel. If he didn't ask his grandfather for help, how could Ah Nuan be so dazed and ignorant to keep her?
Whether it is violent or tactful, she will be disturbed, and Ah Nuan is too weak and pregnant with a child, so she really can't take the risk.
Therefore, it is best to use a direct and gentle way to solve the problem quickly.
Yu Chenglang just waved his hands and said, "No need, all of you retreat."After Yu Chenglang was gone, no one crushed him. After a few years, Yu Chenglang finally came back, but it made the Southwest King unhappy.
Yan Shizi's heart suddenly became excited.
He wanted to take this opportunity to make the King of Southwest dislike Yu Chenglang even more, and today is an excellent opportunity.
You must know that Princess Michia will leave soon, and there will be no shop after this village.
When he returned to the main hall, Shizi Yan carefully watched his words and expressions for a long time, and when he saw that the king of the Southwest was in a good mood and would not offend him, he stood up holding a wine bottle and said, "Grandfather, Cheng Jun has something to ask!"
The Southwest King squinted his eyes at him, resting his head on his elbows. It took him a while to recognize who it was, and he waved his hand casually and said, "Tell me!"
Yan Shizi chuckled and said: "Grandson sees that cousin Cheng Lang is very interested in a maid under Princess Michia's tent, but he has never asked for it publicly, so I want to take advantage of your convenience to borrow flowers and present Buddha." .¡±
The Southwest King raised his eyebrows, and said in a hum: "Which one?"
Prince Yan sneered in his heart, sure enough, his grandfather still turned to Yu Chenglang.
He pointed at Yu Nuan and said, "It's this one. Even though he's wearing a veil, it's still easy to tell."
The Southwest King looked at Yu Nuan with a serious expression.
Prince Yan breathed a sigh of relief, hehe sneered.
Although my grandfather protects his shortcomings, he still attaches great importance to important matters of character. If someone is unfaithful, unfilial and has bad habits, he will be scoffed at by his grandfather.
The Southwest King asked Yu Nuan to get up.
Yu Nuan held her belly, feeling a little helpless in her heart. In fact, her feelings were very light. No matter what it was, she would not have more negative or positive emotions in her heart.
However, other people don't think so, they always like to toss about right and wrong.
Seeing her pregnant with Liujia, the King of Southwest's complexion darkened for a while, and the hand holding the wine bottle slowly tightened, and the bronze vessel groaned overwhelmed.
With a hoarse and low voice, he looked at his grandson and said, "Cheng Lang, can you tell me?"
In fact, the Southwest King didn't believe it, but since someone mentioned it so seriously, Cheng Lang had to explain it.
Yu Chenglang stood up, and said to the Southwest King, "My lord, please allow me to part with you in front of you."
Hearing Yu Chenglang's respectful title, the Southwest King's expression became even colder, while Princess Mikia at the side looked at the situation, but did not rush forward to separate the relationship. If Yu Nuan really couldn't tell this son clearly, she didn't want to bring the tainted maid with her.
Even though she still likes Yu Nuan quite a lot.
The king of the Southwest wears light armor, and to a large extent he is guarding against assassins. He has been in power for decades, not to mention the imperial court and foreign tribes, even the Southwest forces have many differences, involving huge interests and family safety, and those who want to assassinate him There are even more people, and there are not a few of them who fish in troubled waters and want to mess up.
The king of the Southwest has always been a light sleeper even at night, but Yu Chenglang's identity and position are different, so he can't express complete trust.
This is for the consideration of a politician, not a grandfather.
There is no kinship in front of politics, not to mention, in terms of kinship, Yu Chenglang has more blood-related relatives in Chang'an.
¡ª¡ªBut the Southwest King has only a few blood relatives, but they are no longer standing by his side. Even the only daughter who is dear to her heart has been married for many years.
So even though he thought it was absolutely impossible, the King of Southwest still took a strange attitude and asked people to prepare a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and then waited for Yu Chenglang to write down what he wanted to say, and presented it to him.
Yu Chenglang sighed in his heart, but he knew that this was expected, so he calmly lifted his cuffs, wrote a line, folded it and let the attendant pass it to the King of Southwest.
All the people in the hall stopped drinking, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent, and a needle could be heard falling. Everyone looked at the Southwest King, wondering what was going on, and couldn't help but look at each other.
However, seeing the Southwest King above him open the paper, his tiger eyes swept over and then he frowned. He didn't speak for a long time, but he didn't have much anger.
On the contrary I was a little nervous, and it was fleeting.
He paused, and looked at Yu Nuan with a complex expression, as if he was looking at her appearance, the emotion in Falcon's eyes was soft but strange.
The Southwest King just said to Yan Chengjun coldly: "You step back, you must think carefully about what you say in the future."
Grandfather didn't even look at him.
Yan Chengjun's face turned pale, and he barely maintained his figure and sat down.
No one knows what was written on that piece of paper.
But after the banquet was over, the Southwest King personally came forward and asked Princess Michia for the maid.
They were in the flower hall of the palace, which was rarely used by Southwest Wang to entertain guests.
The teacup in front of her was glowing with heat, but Princess Mikia didn't move. Her brown eyes were full of puzzlement, and she asked in jerky Mandarin, "May I ask, what kind of identity is Nuan Nuan?"
Time slowly froze, the Southwest King pondered, his slender eyes flickered, and he sighed heavily after all.
The old man stroked his beard, coughed, smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "She is the granddaughter of the king."
Princess Michia's expression instantly distorted: "" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com)There is very little room for entertaining guests.
The teacup in front of her was glowing with heat, but Princess Mikia didn't move. Her brown eyes were full of puzzlement, and she asked in jerky Mandarin, "May I ask, what kind of identity is Nuan Nuan?"
Time slowly froze, the Southwest King pondered, his slender eyes flickered, and he sighed heavily after all.
The old man stroked his beard, coughed, smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "She is the granddaughter of the king."
Princess Michia's expression instantly distorted: "" (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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