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478. Chapter 478 Aren't you going to protect me?

Does it have to be played from that flute to have an effect? ​​Playing it from another flute will not have the effect, even if it is the same tune.

Is this flute really that magical? However, the flute itself is indeed unique. The flute body is relatively short and the material is also very special. Maybe it has something to do with this unique material.

"Han, I saw Wen Weiling today. She is having a bad life." Wei Nuan spoke out, her voice a bit muffled. She couldn't tell what it felt like. She knew it wasn't sympathy, but she didn't know what it was.

"Those who marry the prince will not be better off. The prince will fall sooner or later, and the second brother will not let the prince live for too long." Feng Qinghan's tone was calm, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.

Wei Nuan also accepted it calmly. The relationship between Feng Qinghan, Feng Churui and the prince was actually similar to that between Wei Nuan, Wen Weiling and Wen Weining. In fact, they were no different from strangers. No, even strangers

They can't even be counted, they can only be regarded as enemies. The kind who can meet each other with swords at any time and will not be sad even if they die. They are really worse than strangers.

"How many people does Feng Churui want to kill? Prince, are you still there?" The prince's death is not a pity, but what about Feng Qinghan?

"Aren't you going to protect me? I'm not afraid." There was a sleepy voice with a smile.

Hearing Feng Qinghan's words, Wei Nuan couldn't help but laugh out loud. She thought he would give some answer, but the result was this answer, "Who said that he is not weak not long ago?"

"There is no difference between not being weak and being protected."

"Yeah?"

"Yes, sleep." Feng Qinghan hugged Weinuan, not planning to say anything more.

If Feng Churui wants to touch him, then it depends on whether Feng Churui has this ability. Not everyone is as useless as the prince. If Feng Churui just wants to be the emperor, then there is no problem, but if he wants to touch him or

If it involves touching people in the Nine Princes' Mansion, then he won't agree.

However, if someone wants to protect him, how can he not give him some face?

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Nangong Mansion.

Nangong Yan sat beside Nangong Ying's bed, looking at Nangong Ying who was still pale, and felt a little pain in his heart. He didn't expect that something like this would happen if he wasn't careful. These brothers and sisters were becoming more and more unruly, and they actually dared to take advantage of the situation.

Grandpa attacked Yinger on his birthday.

It seems that it is impossible not to change the rules, otherwise they will think that they can climb on the head of the emperor.

Originally, he was kind to those Nangong children who were born as concubines, but now they are trying to get in their noses, so you can't blame him for being cruel.

"Lou Xiao."

"Master." A figure walked out of the darkness. It was the secret guard who had been following Nangong Yan all year round. He would appear whenever Nangong Yan ordered him to, but as long as Nangong Yan told them not to follow, they did not dare to follow.

This is a necessary guarantee for Nangong Yan, who has no martial arts skills. Otherwise, as the legitimate son of the Nangong family, he would have died countless times.

"From now on, we will find two smarter secret guards to protect the young lady."

"yes."

Nangong Ying didn't need a secret guard before. She always felt that it was weird to be followed by a secret guard. Besides, she was very careless on weekdays and nothing happened. But this time something happened so serious that she didn't dare to stop asking for a secret guard.

Defended.

When Nangong Ying woke up, she saw Nangong Yan sitting beside her.

"Brother? Why are you here?" Nangong Ying was a little thirsty, "Brother, I want to drink water."

"Let's see how you feel now? Are you having a fever?" Nangong Yan poured a cup of hot water and blew it to cool down before sending it to Nangong Ying.


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