Chapter 1440: Fanwai Nangongxuan's confusion and love 310
As he said that, he raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "You guys say, how many chances will be to let Xuan'er turn his mind to Xue Wu?"
Yue Qingyun looked at Ling Wu, who was standing aside, smiled at the corner of her mouth, blinked and sighed: "I don't know either."
In the queen's eyes, Yue Qingyun's face collapsed: "I just rely on my feelings. I feel that in addition to guilt and apologies, Nangong Xuan already has a thought towards Xue Wu that he doesn't even know about him.
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While the queen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, Yue Qingyun said again: "God bless me, I hope I read it right."
"You read that right!"
Ling Wu, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke and decided to make a decisive conclusion: "Even if you read it wrong, Nangong Xuan definitely has a sense of pity for Xue Wu, and pity often turns into love in many cases."
As he said that, he curled his lips at Yue Qingyun and smiled: "Who are you responsible for?"
"I?"
Yue Qingyun raised her hand and pointed at the tip of her nose: "You are Nangong's knot, he is yours, and of course I am responsible for that sad person."
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Nangong Xuan looked at the empty room and was stunned for a moment
Looking back at the nanny who was holding the baby in his hand and following behind him panting, he took a deep breath and asked in a hoarse voice: "When did you find out that the Crown Princess disappeared?"
"I found something wrong the night before."
Sweat beads appeared on the nanny's forehead, and the baby in her hand could not stop crying, which made her feel even more panicked.
He coaxed the baby a few times and hurriedly said what he knew: "The day before yesterday, the Crown Princess came out and returned, and she had not slept. She sat next to the little prince until dawn, saying something that even the servants couldn't hear clearly
,result......"
I glanced at Nangong Xuan with a dark face and said in a low voice: "As a result, I went out to help the little prince take a bath yesterday morning. When I came back, I didn't see the princess. I thought the princess had gone to the prince.
Who knew that she had not returned all night last night? Early this morning, the little prince kept crying. I could only dare to go to the prince's side. Who knew that the princess didn't... "