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Chapter 21 Ugly purse

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    Kun Yi felt extremely guilty. With the movement of turning over, she crumpled all the talisman papers at hand into her sleeves.

    "What is it to judge a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart, and what is it to repay kindness with hatred and judge with malice? If she hadn't endured it for the sake of his face, she would have almost encountered the most embarrassing moment in her nineteen years of life.

    Nie Yan didn¡¯t want to harm the emperor¡¯s brother, but wanted to save him.  He knew there was a trap there, but he didn't say anything to make her worry. Instead, he dealt with it alone and then held her in his arms.

    What a good man, how could she doubt him!

    It¡¯s so shameless, so shameless!

    In the second half of the night, Kunyi tossed and turned and had difficulty sleeping, but Marquis Yuqing fell asleep, with a gentle breath and a jade-like face.

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    The next day when the two of them got up, he glanced at her and frowned slightly: "Didn't your Highness sleep well?"

    Kunyi yawned and said softly: "I have never slept on such a small bed. My neck hurts."

    This person is really used to being extravagant. A couch that can accommodate three people is very small in her mouth.  Nie Yan shook his head, packed up with her and went to visit Jinshang.

    The emperor, who was in danger of having a stroke, somehow managed to get out of bed after waking up overnight. He laughed loudly and praised them repeatedly: "Kunyi and his wife have made great contributions to the country and should be rewarded!"

    Kun Yi was overjoyed. She looked at him again and asked the imperial doctor to check his pulse. After making sure that everything was healed, she looked at Nie Yan with bright eyes: "Did something happen last night?"

    Nie Yan shook his head and said calmly: "I went to bed early and didn't notice it."

    Look, look at her demeanor. She does good deeds without leaving a name, and makes great achievements without showing off. She is really ashamed of such a good character.

    ?? Touching her face embarrassedly, Kunyi asked him to wait for her outside the palace gate first, then turned to ask the emperor: "Brother, do you still remember what happened yesterday?"

    The emperor was a little confused: "Yesterday, I stayed in bed."

    "But do you still remember what you said to my sister?"

    "I asked you why you came to the palace." The emperor said, "Besides, what else is there?"

    Kunyi smiled, said nothing more, and then returned to the house.

    He didn¡¯t remember asking her for help, but his soul was indeed trapped by the magic circle.

    There was something fishy about this, she couldn¡¯t ask, she could only check.

    The two of them took a car back to their hometown together, with the car's silver bells ringing and the black gauze rippling in the wind.

    Nie Yan endured it again and again, but still couldn't help but darken his face: "Your Highness can look elsewhere, you don't have to stare at the minister."

    Kunyi was rarely obedient and immediately turned to look out the window, but still asked in a low voice: "Is there anything you particularly like?"

    Nie Yan said: "Catch the monster."

    "I'm talking about something." She pouted, "The kind I can give you."

    "I have no good feelings towards the utensils."

    Okay, it is a person who catchs monsters, how can this be good.

    Kunyi scratched his chin guiltily and said, "Then I'll go back and embroider a purse for you."

    He doesn¡¯t like the exquisite workmanship of treasures and jades, but at this glance, she has never touched a needle and thread. Can the things she makes please him?  Nie Yan disagreed.

    The carriage suddenly stopped halfway. He frowned and opened the curtain to ask why, but he happened to bump into Rong Xiujun, wearing a bright blue gown, walking towards the carriage.

    ¡°¡­¡± He quickly lowered the curtain.

    "What?" Kunyi raised an eyebrow, "Did you meet your enemy?"

    Nie Yan did not answer, but said: "I want to return home quickly."

    "Okay." She nodded, turned sideways and shouted out the window, "Lantiao, why are you stopping halfway? Go back quickly."

    Lan Tiao ran to the window in embarrassment and said, "Your Highness, someone is stopping the car."

    Kunyi frowned, but before she could speak again, she heard Rong Xiujun's voice ringing outside: "Wei Chen has met Your Highness."

    This person

    She glanced at Nie Yan and found that his face was not very good-looking, so she suddenly realized, and then said coldly: "I stopped Feng Jialuan in the street. Are you going to rebel?"

    Rong Xiujun was startled by the anger in her words and hurriedly handed over his hands: "Your Highness, please calm down. I'm just here to thank you. My mother's relics have been found. I thank Your Highness for your sympathy."

    "My lord, it's strange that thanking you has become your reason for stopping me." Kunyi sneered, straightening his back and speaking in a majestic tone, "Things were lost in this palace and the Marquis's residence. It is the responsibility of the host to send someone to find them.  You stopped a driver on the street, and you didn¡¯t know that you were involved in something with me. Wouldn¡¯t it hurt my husband-in-law¡¯s heart if word spread about it?¡±

    &nbsI dislike the purse, but mainly I like the angle at which the box is placed.

    Kunyi paused for a moment, then grinned widely: "Congratulations, Lord Marquis, you guessed it right!"

    With that said, he opened the three wooden boxes and stuffed the vases and ugly purse into his arms.

    Nie Yan: ""

    So why bother with this.

    Putting down the vase, he picked up the purse with two fingers, his expression very complicated.

    "Do you like it, Lord Marquis?" She looked at him with bright eyes, "Do you want to wear it during the morning session tomorrow?"

    To be honest, I don¡¯t want to.

    But the expectation in her eyes was too obvious, shining like a fine pearl, and no one who looked at it would be embarrassed to let it dim.

    "Wear it." He gritted his teeth and said.

    Kunyi was happy, walked around him twice, and tied the purse around his waist for him with her own hands.

    That night, the two slept in separate rooms. Because the rooms were close to each other, Kunyi still had a good sleep.  But what was unprecedented was that Nie Yan had a nightmare.

    He dreamed of a very ugly purse chasing him from Shengjingdong to Shengjingbei.

    The silver plate hung high, illuminating Shengjing in silence. Someone stood on the high attic and looked at Yuqinghou Mansion from a distance.

    "My lord, he refused." Someone beside him reported in a deep voice.

    The man flicked his sleeves and said with cold eyes: "I think it's because my clan is so small that I think I'm weak and easy to bully."

    "My lord, please calm down. Things in the palace have just calmed down. The queen sent a message saying that it is not appropriate to move anymore at the moment."

    "She had the nerve to tell me. If she hadn't been so kind and soft-hearted, how could Nie Yan have entered the palace!"

    The murderous aura suddenly overflowed, and the crows perched on the eaves were frightened and flew up.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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