Wiping the tears from laughter from the corners of his eyes, he raised his head and met Nangong Lie's eyes.
"Uh, are you awake?"
Xia Lan put the comic away and put it in her pocket, walked over and stood beside the bed, closed her eyes, and looked at him condescendingly. Seeing that he still didn't respond, just staring at her persistently, she stroked her eyebrows.
"Hey, there are only two of us now. If it's a show, there's no need to do the whole thing."
Nangong Lie raised his head, his slightly longer hair half covering his eyes, and looked directly at her.
After staring for a long time, Xia Lan gave in.
"OK, you continue."
Xian'er came over, looked at him, raised her hand, and held a steel needle about two inches long between her fingers. Xia Lan caught it from the corner of her eye and was startled, "What are you doing?"
Xian'er didn't say anything, but stabbed the needle into Nangong Lie's back. Xia Lan frowned, "Xian'er, isn't this too cruel?"
Unexpectedly, Nangong Lie seemed to have no feeling at all and was still sitting there, as steady as a mountain.
Pulling out the steel needle, there was still a trace of blood on it. Xian'er threw it away indifferently and clapped her hands, "It seems that you are really stupid. That's where the pain nerves are most sensitive."
Xia Lan looked at Nangong Lie with complicated eyes. She didn't like to hear people say he was stupid. He just hurt his head and had no reaction for the time being.
"Miss Xia,"
Mingzhe walked in, looked at Nangong Lie, and lowered his head silently, "The car is ready. I will take His Highness back to the palace in a moment."
"Yeah," Xia Lan responded and started to put on Nangong Lie's coat. Xian'er wanted to help, but Nangong Lie pushed her away without politeness.
Xia Lan shook her head and laughed, "He must be holding a grudge."
Xian'er snorted coldly and turned around, "I'll wait outside."
Xia Lan and Nangong Lie were the only two people left in the room. She was very close to him. She bent down and tied the buttons of her coat one by one. She stared at her profile, close enough to see her face clearly.
The small pores and the few strands of hair on her cheeks were always teasing her cheeks playfully. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and tucked the few strands of hair to her ears.
The movements of Xia Lan's hands stagnated, then she raised her head and looked into his gentle eyes, "Hey, don't have any physical contact with me anymore! Do you hear that? Humph, don't think I can't beat you because you are sick!"
She was so angry that her right hand still hurts!
He blinked his innocent eyes, frightened by her fierceness.
"Okay, let's go."
Xia Lan packed up her things and walked in front. After taking a few steps, she stopped again. She turned her neck stiffly, looked at the hand holding the corner of her clothes, took a deep breath, and said, "Let go!"
Nangong Lie seemed to not understand, but still held on tightly.
Knowing that no matter how much she said, she was playing the piano to a bull, Xia Lan simply grabbed his hand and bit it down hard. Nangong Lie hurriedly retracted in pain, mist suddenly gushed out of his eyes, and he looked extremely aggrieved.
"You dare to pull me and try again!" Xia Lan turned her head and paused when she thought of something.
It's strange that Xian'er didn't see any reaction from him when a steel needle was inserted into him just now. She just bit him and he reacted so badly?
Turning his head suspiciously, Nangong Lie was carefully following her three steps away.
Could it be that his pain nerves were transferred?
At this time, the door opened again.
Looking at the people who came in, Xia Lan narrowed her eyes warily, "Nangong Mo?"
Nangong Mo walked in slowly and calmly, with a frivolous smile on his slightly raised lips. Even though he was as handsome as a Greek god, the sinister gaze emanating from his eyes made Xia Lan feel uncomfortable all over.
"I didn't expect that he would be discharged from the hospital so soon." Nangong Mo glanced at Nangong Lie, with a cold and ruthless look, which was definitely not the look a brother should have.
Xia Lan's eyes were sharp, "Aren't you happy for him?"
"Haha, yes, of course I'm happy." He walked over and circled around Nangong Lie. His eyes fell on his gauze-wrapped head. His eyes turned cold and he suddenly stretched out his finger to poke there hard.
"Hey! What are you doing?!"
Xia Lan was already on guard against him. When she saw him using his dirty tricks, she quickly rushed over and stood in front of Nangong Lie. Her eyes were filled with anger and she glared at him fiercely, "Nangong Mo, what on earth do you want to do? Do you know?
I wonder if he hasn’t fully recovered yet?”
Nangong Mo shrugged indifferently, "I heard he didn't respond, I just wanted to give it a try." Then, approaching Xia Lan, the smile on his face was very seductive, "He has become a fool, you still want to stay."
With him?"
Xia Lan sneered, "That's my business. Do I need to report it to you?"
"Haha, woman, let me tell you. This person can't be a king! Even if he doesn't become a fool today, sooner or later, he will be my stepping stone! Open your eyes and stand
The man in front of you is the future king! If you still have time to regret now, as long as you can please me, I will not mind who the woman you were was!"
"Ha!" Xia Lan heard the funniest joke and sneered unceremoniously. She turned around, patted Nangong Lie's cheek, and drew a perfect arc with her long and slender index finger, pointing directly at the man in front of her, "Lie
, remember this kid! He is not your brother, he is a villain who takes advantage of the situation and adds insult to injury! If he doesn't care about family ties, you don't have to be stupid and treat him like a dishonor! If he steps on you, you will crush him! Don't
Let him breathe!"
Nangong Mo's eyes became more and more gloomy, but what shocked him was that Nangong Lie was actually listening to Xia Lan. Every time she said something, his face darkened, and finally, he stared with an almost cruel and cold gaze.
Hold yourself.
After Xia Lan finished speaking, she snapped her fingers and said, "Let's go."
Nangong Lie immediately transformed into a puppy again and followed her obediently.
Back at the palace, Yi Sui had ordered people to prepare rooms for Xia Lan and Xian'er in Nangong Lie's palace, Qianmei Palace. Taking out the comic, Xia Lan looked at it from left to right, and then picked it up carefully.
After wandering around the house, I finally stuck it on the opposite side of the bed, where it is within sight no matter before going to bed or after waking up.
After it was glued, she smiled with satisfaction, walked to the closet again, took out her pajamas, and just as she took off her coat and underwear, the door was suddenly pushed open.
"who?"
She subconsciously grabbed her clothes and tightly protected her chest.
Nangong Lie stood at the door and saw her embarrassment at this moment. He only froze for a fraction of a second and then strode over.
"Nangong Lie! Stop! No, close your eyes!" Xia Lan was anxious, grabbed her clothes and went to the bathroom. But the bathroom was behind him, so she could only shrink into the cabinet now.
Nangong Lie didn't seem to understand, his innocent eyes were so calm that there was no trace of the lust that a man should have when facing this situation.