Nangong Baiye turned around and saw the spotless Beiming Liancheng standing behind them, with his black-gloved hands half hanging by his sides, and a pair of narrow black-and-white eyes with an evil look in them.
"Oh my God, His Majesty the Seventh Highness!" The ladies looked at each other in disbelief, covered their mouths with their hands, and hurriedly leaned down to salute.
Compared with their panic, Nangong Baiye was not embarrassed by being caught, and still smiled: "Yes."
Beiming Liancheng looked at her, golden light overflowing from his pupils. He was obviously smiling, but it made the temperature around him drop.
Then, he slowly leaned down, supported the tree trunk behind her with one hand, brought his thin lips close to Nangong Baiye's ear, and gave a low laugh.
Nangong Baiye subconsciously touched her neck, and her breath touched the hairy area on the back of her neck, and she felt like she was being burned.
The man didn't speak any more, and walked straight past her. His back was tall and handsome, with an arrogance that could not be concealed no matter how hard he tried.
Nangong Baiye stood there for a while, touched the bridge of his nose, and then raised his legs to follow.
She felt that she should try to coax him no matter what: "Brother, I can explain what happened just now."
Beiming Liancheng raised his eyelids coolly, with a calm expression.
Nangong Baiye cleared his throat: "I said that entirely for your sake. Think about it, although we are brothers and sisters, but in the eyes of others, it is not the same. What if the ladies from various families misunderstood me?
If I have a relationship with you, then your choice of concubine will be delayed."
Beiming Liancheng laughed, with an evil and cold tone: "You really think about me, senior brother is very touched."
"Ah, hehe, hehe, that's right." Nangong Baiye glanced at him secretly, and then looked at him again. It didn't look like he was moved.
Beiming Liancheng stretched out his hand and stroked her long hair again and again: "Be obedient and wait to be buried alive by gold, junior sister..."
Nangong Baiye was dumbfounded when he heard this, and his next movements were not very neat.
Beiming Liancheng dropped this threatening thing and left.
Hearing someone's explanation will only make people more depressed.
Yes, he did like to see this little scoundrel act like a lowly and shameless person, and he was just waiting for her explanation.
After all, he was a big man, and he thought that if she gave him an excuse to get over it, he would use gentleness, sweetness and appropriate violence to clean up the little ruffian. Afterwards, he would put his arms around the person and do it word by word.
One sentence: "If you want me to forgive you, give me your soul."
Done properly.
But Nangong Baiye said that they had a "deep brother-sister relationship"?
Very good... Next, he will definitely let her experience what it means to be brother-sister, love each other, and have deep love!
From today on, he has been so cold to her! He wants to see how long she can endure without him protecting her!
Nangong Baiye really didn't bother, he fell asleep when he returned to the room, his nose was burning and his face was red.
Nangong Xiaomiao moved the small bench here and there, imitating the imperial doctor, and took her pulse. After taking the pulse, he touched his non-existent beard and said, "Congratulations, madam, this is a happy pulse, Miao!"
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"Go, go, let's go." Nangong Baiye wanted to send the little man away.
Nangong Xiaomiao dragged her cheeks with her hands and was quiet for a while. Then she stood up and went to bring the medicine to Nangong Baiye. She held a big porcelain bowl in her small hands and walked forward awkwardly.
When Nangong Baiye smelled the medicine, he immediately turned his head away: "Don't drink it, it's bitter."
"Mother!" Nangong Xiaomiao chewed her teeth: "I asked you why you are becoming more and more disobedient as you grow older. If you drink the medicine obediently, you will recover quickly."
Nangong Baiye loved how his son looked like a little adult, so he continued to tease him on the bed: "Then peel an orange for me first."
"Hey!" The little man held his forehead and let out a long sigh: "There's really nothing I can do about you." After saying that, he took an orange and peeled it there obediently, while peeling it towards Nangong Baiye.
With his mouth stuffed, he smiled with a row of small white teeth.
Nangong Baiye played with him for a while. After drinking the medicine, he felt sleepy again and continued to sleep.
Seeing that she was asleep, Nangong Xiaomiao took out her small glasses and abacus, sat down on the wooden chair in a decent manner, and began to calculate her recent expenses and income.
I could faintly hear someone singing something in the yard. Only by listening carefully can I hear clearly: "Shadow ghost, Yin and Yang road, don't look back, Qingming hanging, go to the grave..."
The little man didn't pay attention, and continued to count money with his little head buried in his head. From time to time, he took a bite of the ingot that the Third Highness had given him last time.
But the noise in the yard got louder and louder.
Nangong Xiaomiao had no choice but to stand up, put on his fur coat like a young master, and walked towards the door.
There were several children in red clothes and green trousers surrounding them, holding hands as if they were playing some game.
After seeing Nangong Xiaomiao, she waved to him slowly without saying anything, and just kept singing the song of Shadow Ghost.
Nangong Xiaomiao looked at their black nails, curled her lips, and replied disdainfully: "I don't want to play with you." The young master is very clean and doesn't play with people who don't wash their hands.
"Come on..." The ethereal children's voice seemed to be ringing in his ears.
Nangong Xiaomiao spread her hands, and just as she was about to go over, she saw Hei Si walking towards the wind.
He has a small face that is young, cool, and has strong lines.
He was wearing Kung Fu uniform for daily training, and the belt around his waist was tight. His appearance and posture clearly made him look like a little man.
The young master of the Hei family also carried a two-finger-thick wooden stick on the tree. It was obviously a stick he picked at random. Even though it was a wooden stick, it could be used to whip people with unmistakable force.
boom!
With just a twist of his wrist, the wooden stick hit the little man in the green coat hard on the leg, causing the white snow on the ground to float up.
The music immediately stopped!
Nangong Xiaomiao rubbed her eyes, and there were still shadows of boys and girls everywhere.
The young master of the Hei family still has a cool little face: "It's such a cold weather, what are you doing out here?"
"They asked me to play." Nangong Xiaomiao felt aggrieved. She had been squatting in the house all day.
The young master of the Hei family lowered his head and looked at the little head in front of him. The anger he had just dissipated, his eyelashes flickered slightly, and the stick in his hand dropped: "Next time, don't run around without my order."
"Oh..." Nangong Xiaomiao rolled her big eyes.
The young master of the Hei family has a thin and angular face, thick black sword eyebrows, small eyes, thin eyelids and double inner eyelids. He is very handsome: "If you see them again, don't talk to them, you will be pulled down. I have seen them pull people away.
, he will die as soon as he is pulled down.”
Nangong Xiaomiao pointed at him: "They didn't pull you."
"How dare they! Beat them up!" The young master of the Hei family looked so unruly and unruly, so damn handsome!
Nangong Xiaomei's big round eyes immediately turned into starry eyes...
The young master of the Hei family looked down at the little man's stained face, walked into the house with him in his arms, and began to pour hot water and wring out the towel. The young master, who had to be served even when putting on his shoes, began to wipe Nangong Xiaomiao's face.
Wipe your hands.
Nangong Xiaomiao raised a finger and interrogated the young master of the Hei family very cutely: "Have you filled up the money jar I gave you last time?"
"Didn't you say you only save money during the New Year?" Hei Si frowned, wondering why this kid was so unreliable.
Nangong Xiaomiao was anxious: "You can save in advance, just in case I don't celebrate the New Year in the capital!"
"If you're not in the capital, where are you going?" Hei Si paused.
Nangong Xiaomiao rubbed her face against the towel on his hand: "Mother and I have to go back to Qingcheng Mountain after doing business."
Hearing this, Hei Si's thick eyebrows frowned even more tightly: "Don't you want to go back?"
"How could you not go back?" Nangong Xiaomeiao's eyes widened again: "My home is there, and the capital is not fun at all. There are no cemeteries and no rice dumplings to jump around. It's boring to stay here for a long time." (Note)
:Zongzi: It is the corpse in the ancient tomb, and the tomb robbers call it Zongzi.)
Hei Si had an expressionless face, threw away the towel, gave Nangong Xiaomiao a stern look, kicked the door and left.
The child has no other thoughts, he just thinks that he has raised a little white-eyed wolf.
Feed him delicious food and drink, but he still thinks the capital is boring!
Isn’t this irritating!
Nangong Xiaomiao tilted her little head and her cheeks bulged: "I didn't care about it in the middle of washing, Hei Xiaosi, you are awesome!"
That night, the little man told his mother exactly what happened. At the end of the story, he patted the table and said, "Mother, do you think Hei Xiaosi is disobedient?"
Nangong Baiye stared at her eyes, but what she asked was something else: "Were those childhood virgins beaten away by Hei Siyi's stick?"
"Yes!" Nangong Xiaomiao nodded her head hard and gestured vigorously with her hands: "He just took the stick and whipped it, and the little sister who held Xiaomiao disappeared."
Nangong Baiye touched his chin: "Classmate Xiaomiao, you really have adopted an incredible pet." Even boys and girls were shocked at such a young age.
"Then, can there be any difference in the person I like?" Nangong Xiaomiao raised her chin and made a fuss.
Nangong Baiye rubbed his son's hair, feeling faintly worried in his heart, why did those boys and girls come to see Xiaomiao?
What exactly do they want to do?
Nangong Xiaomiao thought it was nothing. In the past, he often played with little sisters and brothers that no one else could see. When they saw him, they would listen to him.
It's just that the little man didn't tell his mother about this. A man must have a little secret of his own to be handsome!
But the frequent appearance of boys and girls made Nangong Baiye a little confused.
According to what the previous master said, their appearance only means that someone is about to die, but they will not take the initiative to harm anyone.
Hei Xiaosi said that he had seen them pulling people in before?
This is strange.
Nangong Baiye's index finger was clasped on the wooden table, tapping here and there, unable to come up with a clue.
Boys and girls are not other ghosts, they are resentments formed in the human world. Even the nine-character mantra cannot contain them.
If they really want to harm people... it will be difficult.