Chapter 157 Nickname (2)

Nangong Yue did not refuse, and painted several pictures in a row, which made Jiang Yixi amazed.

After finishing the painting, the two discussed the color matching and stitching for a while, and then said goodbye. Before parting, Jiang Yixi also promised to embroider a purse like this for her.

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The horse's hooves slapped the ground "da-da-da" and drove away from Duke Enguo's mansion.

Nangong Yue slightly lifted the curtains and looked out. The streets of the capital city were as bustling as ever. The shouts of hawkers, the haggling of women, and the sounds of children's play were intertwined, making it extremely lively.

Nangong Yue watched happily, and suddenly her gaze was fixed somewhere in front of her right, and she saw a naughty boy pulling a girl's pigtail, and then he stole like a fishy cat. ran away.

The girl touched her head, which was aching from pulling, and her face was flushed with anger. She shouted and ran after the boy.

The boy laughed and ran forward. He didn't know what to say, which made the girl extremely angry, but he himself slammed into a young boy in brocade walking towards him.

The boy lost his balance and almost fell over. The boy grabbed him and supported him, but he didn't know what he took out of his arms for the boy. The boy happily ran to the girl again, and the two children reconciled in an instant and walked away hand in hand.

Nangong Yue's gaze stayed on the back of the brocade-clothed boy for a moment, and his brows moved slightly, just as he was about to withdraw his gaze, but he didn't want the boy to suddenly turn his head as if he had felt something.

Unprepared, Nangong Yue looked at him, and it really was him!

In the next instant, her pupils shrank suddenly, but seeing a long whip mark on the delicate jade-like face of the young man, the blood red was dazzling, and it was shocking to see.

Nangong Yue frowned. She hadn't seen him for a few days. Xiao Yi actually had an injury on his face. What happened?

Is it...

Nangong Yue couldn't help but think of the assassination that happened on Zhuangzi, and her heart skipped a beat.

When Xiao Yi saw Nangong Yue, there was a thief smile on his face, and he trotted over.

This guy can't be fired at will. Nangong Yue motioned to Yimei to tell the driver to find a secluded place to stop, and followed Yimei to deliberately send the driver to the opposite dim sum shop to line up to buy several kinds of dim sum. Opposite this Heyuezhai, a dim sum restaurant with a history of over a hundred years, there are thousands of customers coming every day, and there is a long queue.

Not long after the driver left, Yimei led Xiao Yi to the carriage.

Xiao Yi casually sat down with his legs crossed, and looked at Nangong Yue.

Nangong Yue's gaze fell on the wound on his face again, and asked, "What's the matter with the wound on your face? Did you fight someone?" There was a hint of concern in her tone that she didn't even notice.

"My father smoked it!" Xiao Yi shrugged and said with a condescending look, "If it was a fight with someone else, how could I be injured?!"

"King Zhennan?" Nangong Yue couldn't help but shudder. The whip of King Zhennan is really ruthless, the whip can be slashed from the corner of Xiao Yi's right eye, if this is an accident, the right eye will be useless! Unexpectedly, King Zhennan was so cruel to his own son.

Looking back on his previous life, Xiao Yi finally embarked on the road of killing his father and killing his younger brother. It seems that there was a reason for the incident, and I don't know what happened later that drove him to a dead end?

"Humph!" Xiao Yi pouted angrily, this boyish appearance was actually pretty good for him to do, "If he wasn't my father, how could it be so easy to beat me! Although he can fight, he is good at fighting But that's all, I'm far worse than that." Speaking of which, he suddenly looked at Nangong Yue with tears in his eyes, with a pitiful look, "Xiao Yue'er, my face hurts to death now, you help me blow Blow it."

Nangong Yue got goosebumps at the cry of Xiao Yue'er. This bear child has started to get sick again, it's time to take medicine!

Yimei was even more stunned by Xiao Yi's thick skin, but she didn't dare to speak.

Nangong Yue thought bitterly in her heart: This Xiao Yi, I really don't need to sympathize with him. It was only after I had said a few words to him, I hit the snake with a stick and made fun of myself.

But looking up at the shocking whiplash in the corner of Xiao Yi's eyes, Nangong Yue's heart couldn't help but soften.

Although she didn't know why Xiao Yi was beaten, even if she was a father who wanted to teach her son a lesson, she had never seen one beaten in the face of her son in her two lifetimes. Moreover, there are people secretly trying to kill him.

The birth mother died early, and the child who cannot even rely on his biological father is really pitiful!

But this is a family matter in Zhennan's mansion, I am afraid that apart from the saint, there is no room for anyone to talk about it.

Nangong Yue sighed, took out two bottles of medicine from the dark compartment of the carriage and gave them to Xiao Yi, carefully instructing: "First, use the one with the pattern of green bamboo, the effect of pain relief and wound healing is good. The other bottle is for scar removal. , wait for the wound to heal before applying it, and don’t drink or eat spicy food.”

Xiao Yi took it in his hand, and hooked the corners of his mouth with a smile: "I knew that Xiao Yue'er would definitely be reluctant to bear my suffering."

Looking at Xiao Yi's smug demo, Nangong Yue stroked her forehead and sighed in her heart: I still can't imagine that this arrogant child is the same person as the God of Killing in the previous life!

At this time, Yimei whispered outside the carriage: "Three girls, Shizi, the coachman is coming back..." Of course, the implication was to let Xiao Yi leave quickly!

Seeing that Xiao Yi had no plans to get up at all, Nangong Yue also issued an expulsion order, saying, "It's getting late, I should go back to the house, you should be careful in the future." After speaking, she finally couldn't help but add After a sentence, "If your father and king beat you like this again, even if it is inconvenient to fight back because of filial piety, you can always hide."

Xiao Yi was still aggrieved at first, but when he heard the words, he nodded his head like a garlic clown, and said pitifully, "Xiao Yue'er, what you said is true. I listen to you Xiao Yue'er."

Nangong Yue gave him a fierce look: "Don't call me Xiao Yue'er in the future."

Hearing this, Xiao Yi's eyes lit up, and he said "I understand": "So you don't like me calling you Xiao Yue'er, but you prefer me to call you stinky girl!"

The corners of Nangong Yue's mouth twitched, and she began to regret her sympathy just now. At this time, Yimei began to urge again: "The driver has already bought snacks, hurry up..."

Xiao Yi finally understood the current affairs, jumped out of the window briskly and left.

After the driver handed over the purchased snacks to Yimei, the carriage hit the road again.

After waiting for Nangong Yue's carriage to go away, Xiao Yi retracted his gaze, cherished the two small porcelain vases in his hand, and went back to the palace of King Zhennan in the royal capital.