Nangong Ye didn't expect that his good intentions would be ignored, and his smile froze. Of course he wasn't here to apologize. Is it necessary for him, a majestic king of a country, to do such a thing to a humble commoner?
He has received news that Nangong Bai brought a beggar with him along the way. The beggar's gender was unknown and his name was Lin Chunfeng. When they arrived in Dali, the two suddenly separated. He was guessing whether the beggar could be Lin Chunfeng. He
I don’t want to alert anyone, after all these days there are so many people with the same name.
"The Emperor is talking to you, why don't you respond? You are not polite at all." Leng Haoran saw Lin Chunfeng with a gloomy expression and scolded her with a cold snort.
Lin Chunfeng gritted her teeth secretly. It was obviously because he gave her a cold look that she didn't dare to offend this little plague god by talking nonsense, and now he came to teach her a lesson for being rude.
Humph, when she was polite, he was still the chromosome of an egg and sperm in his mother's belly.[
"Xiao Hao, you are rude again."
Fortunately, Yanran came in at the right time. She had been very busy these days, so she didn't come to visit Lin Chunfeng. Unexpectedly, when she came, she heard that her brother was bullying the weak Chunfeng again, and she couldn't help but feel guilty.
"Xiao Feng, how are you? Does the wound hurt?"
Chunfeng breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, although Nangong Ye was unreasonably handsome, she didn't want to talk to him at all. She didn't know why. It was just an intuition telling her that she didn't like this man.
Fortunately, Yanran appeared. She didn't have to face Duan Haoran's aggressiveness, nor did she have to be perfunctory. After listening to Yanran's words, she followed suit, "The wound hurts. Sister Yanran, it hurts me to death."
Yanran looked concerned and said to her brother displeased, "Didn't I remind you that the medicine you gave Xiaofeng was mixed with some pain-relieving mountain herbs to ease her pain?"
"Sister, hers is just a minor injury. Those wild herbs are very rare and cannot be used indiscriminately." Duan Haoran explained.
"Xiaofeng's injury is not a minor one. She bled a lot that day. The wound was obviously very serious..." Yanran became even more unhappy and her tone became softer. Everyone knew that the angrier she was, the softer she would speak.