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Qi Yan¡¯s mouth was filled with bitterness, but if she was asked to choose a hundred times, she would still do it. Nangong Lie is unreasonable, and Xiaodie is the last piece of pure land in her heart that cannot be violated.
Rather than being beaten passively, it¡¯s better to give it a try!
This time, Qi Yan did not dodge. The scene of fighting with Harbala when he was a child flashed back in his mind. Harbala was seven years older than Qiyan and the others. Qiyan had never taken the initiative to have a conflict with him, but he fought with him because of Bayin and Xiaodie. Several times by hand.
Nangong Lie flew forward with a kick. Qi Yan quickly grabbed the opponent's raised thigh and pushed it back. The moment Nangong Lie lost his balance, he grabbed Qi Yan's shirt
They both fell to the ground. Unfortunately, Nangong Lie took the initiative this time and got up first to sit on Qi Yan's body.
Nangong Lielun raised his fist and punched Qi Yan several times in the face. The areas where he was punched swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Nangong Lie regained his temper and sobered up a little. Seeing the captivating light bursting out of those amber eyes, Nangong Lie hesitated
He pressed hard on Qi Yan's waist with his lower body, and clamped Qi Yan's neck with both hands, but he didn't dare to use too much force.
Qi Yan grabbed Nangong Lie¡¯s wrist, the corners of her purple mouth pursed into a straight line, her eyes filled with stubbornness.
The servants and thugs around were all injured. Seeing that their master had also taken action, they refused to stop, but they did not dare to step forward.
"Things have reached this point, and it is impossible to have a happy ending."
The prince is injured, and they will all be punished.
But even if they had a hundred courages, they would not dare to take back the consort of Princess Zhenzhen who hit someone.
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In the small courtyard behind the bamboo forest, Xiaodie sat on a stone bench. There was a small dustpan with needlework on the stone table in front of her, and two deaf-mute maids stood behind her.
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I don¡¯t know if she stopped coming because she was angry with herself or because her brother was back
What makes Xiaodie even more angry is that her brother actually came to see her once after such a long time back home, and it was after she fell asleep. Qian Bao later told her!
"Xiaodie curled her lips in grievance, her brother obviously loves her very much, what's wrong?"
There was a piece of plain handkerchief placed in the small dustpan, with two crooked words embroidered with green thread on one corner: Yuan Jun.
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Because of these two words, Shunu¡¯s sister ¡°punished¡± herself severely, two nights in a row! But in the end I couldn't bear to rub it in my head, so I taught them these two words step by step.
Xiaodie stopped what she was doing. The corner of the square Supa in her hand had been embroidered with the word "Å®".
Xiaodie held Supa in her hands and put it on her face.
She remembered that when Nangong Shunu taught her how to write the word "Yuan Jun", there was an emotion in her eyes that she couldn't understand. Although she couldn't tell what it was, Xiaodie could never forget that look, which made her Her heart tightened and she was at a loss.
And when he taught her the word "°ÓÅ®", the light in Nangong Shunu's eyes made Xiaodie extremely happy.
"Xiao Die learned calligraphy too late and couldn't even hold a pen.
Nangong Shunu showed amazing patience, holding her hand over and over again and teaching her tirelessly.
There was a soft, silky touch on the back of her hand, and a gentle, watery voice came from her ears. Xiaodie felt an unprecedented peace of mind. She leaned back and let the reassuring breath wrap around her completely.
Xiaodie still remembers: After teaching herself how to write these two names, Nangong Shunu once held her face in distress and asked her: Do you know that the words of Master Shepherd are worth a fortune? I didn¡¯t expect that he didn¡¯t even teach you how to read
"Xiaodie doesn't quite understand the meaning of Nangong Shunv, but she likes the name Shepherd Shepherd very much.
"Xiao Die was a little lost again: Why hasn't Sister Shu come to see me?" She missed her.
Although I also miss my brother very much, these are two completely different feelings.
When my sister comes next time, give this silk handkerchief to her! Thinking of this, Xiaodie quickly pulled away from her low mood and started looking forward to it.
The people of the grassland are naturally seven points more brave and three points more innocent than the people of the Wei people. Fluttershy updateIt is a capital crime for "commoners" to collide with the emperor's heir!
Xiaodie: "Brother?"
Qi Yan sniffed and let go of Xiaodie. He raised his hand and tucked the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears: "Why don't you listen to my brother?"
Xiaodie panicked and grabbed Qi Yan's sleeve: "Brother?"
Qi Yan: "What should you call me before going home?"
??Xiaodie: "Yuanjun."
Qi Yan sighed softly and wiped away her tears: "You stay in the room and you are not allowed to come out again without my permission!" After that, he left in a hurry.
On the way back to the study, Qi Yan thought of two countermeasures. One was to tie up Liu Yuan and send it to Nangong Lie secretly, asking him to calm down and stop pursuing him. After all, the other party is also at fault, and I believe he is willing to reconcile.
But Qi Yan soon gave up this idea. Not to mention that Nangong Lie was not a gentleman who valued his promises. Liu Yuan was also a big variable. If the other party had a grudge and used Nangong Lie's hand to avenge himand there were so many people in the field. The servants and thugs all saw Xiaodie beating Nangong Lie, so this matter must not be hidden.
To keep Xiaodie, it¡¯s not enough to rely on one¡¯s own strength. Nangong Jingnu may not be able to help her this time.
So Qi Yan thought of someone.
She lifted up the hem of her dress, endured the pain all over her body and ran into the study, picked up a pen and wrote a letter, and called Qian Tong.
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