Chapter 29 Sloppy

Han Jing told Nanmo City everything about the Royal Garden in detail.

then……

There's no after that.

Han Jing: "..."

Is the emperor still there?It's been a long time since he finished talking, why is there no sound at all?

But he really didn't want to look up, as soon as he saw Nanmocheng's face, he couldn't help becoming a nympho. If he watched too much, the emperor would definitely think that he had broken his sleeves, and maybe he wouldn't even keep his black hat.

Impatiently waiting, Han Jing secretly glanced at it.

Nan Mocheng was still sitting on the dragon chair with a blank expression on his face, holding two hickory nuts in his hands, turning them around non-stop.

Han Jing kept staring at Nan Mocheng's hand, watching him turn the hickory nut.

The white and slender fingers are so elegant even turning a walnut.

grunt.

Han Jing swallowed his saliva and prayed in his heart, daughter, you must grow up quickly, only dragons and phoenixes like the emperor are your lovers.

"Where is she?"

"Ah?" Han Jing was stunned for a second, then realized, pointing to the next door, "The princess is in the side hall."

"Go and see."

"Yes."

In the side hall, the imperial doctor had already bandaged Nan Song.

The originally chubby, white and lovely face was wrapped into a mummy.

Only two eyes were left to stare at the culprit Nan Xiyin resentfully.

Nan Xiyin: "..."

"Hey, little pot, you're cuter like this."

Nan Song: "...then you come."

Nan Xiyin laughed loudly, shaking her hands, "No need, I'm afraid of the heat."

Nan Song: "..."

Huh, he is also afraid of the heat.

Damn Nan Xiyin, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years.

"What are you laughing at, so happy." Nan Mocheng's voice sounded behind him.

Nan Song was startled when he heard this familiar yet unfamiliar voice.

Then he thought that he was in such a miserable situation, would his father sympathize with him a little bit.

As a result, Nan Mocheng stepped into the door of the side hall with one foot, and saw a completely white bun head galloping towards him on short legs.

He muttered without fear of death, "Father, my sister bullied Erchen, you see Erchen's face is so hurt, it really doesn't match Father's handsome face, no one will believe that Wo is your son. "

Nan Xiyin: "..."

She was very wronged, she agreed to be friends, and her father betrayed her as soon as the emperor came.

Nanmo City: "..."

He nodded admiringly, thinking that this kid Jiang Yi has made a lot of money, and that a three-year-old kid can think so clearly, he must be a talent when he grows up.

But he was still very disgusted, when Nan Song was about to jump onto his lap, Nan Mocheng walked away calmly.

Nan Song couldn't stop a car, and slammed into the door frame behind Nan Mocheng.

Huh, father still doesn't like him.

Ugh……

sloppy...

This time, if you don't die, you will have to peel off your skin.

Nan Song was so frightened that he closed his eyes, resigned to his fate, and waited for God's verdict.

The expected pain did not come, Nan Song narrowed his eyes and glanced quietly.

It turned out that Han Jing caught Nan Song.

Nan Song: It's so loving, I feel like it's okay again.

Nan Mocheng ignored what was going on behind him, walked up to Nan Xiyin, and pulled her into his arms in a not-so-gentle manner.

Nan Mocheng frowned almost invisibly.

It wasn't the first time I hugged her, but it was the first time I realized that she was so light.

Hold it like nothing in your hands...

(I beg~~recommendation ticket ahhh)

(Without votes, the author feels like he is dying.)
(Hey, there is a recommendation ticket, and I am rich again.)
(End of this chapter)

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