Chapter 113 Presenting the word Ankang

   "Not an assassination."

"That is?"

   Facing Jiang Peihuan's puzzled expression, Xiao Nanye briefly explained what happened in the palace, and then continued, "My injury doctor has already seen it, and it doesn't bother me. It will be fine in a few days."

   "It's just this dress, Huan'er, you might patch it up."

   "The prince still wants to wear this clothes?"

   "Naturally, this is made by you yourself. To me, it is more precious than all the treasures. I came here to ask you if you can repair the damaged place?"

  Hearing the man's words, Jiang Peihuan's eyes were full of surprise, she subconsciously looked into Xiao Nanye's eyes, but saw that his eyes were full of distress.

  Jiang Peihuan's eyes showed a bit of complexity.

  He is an uncle of the emperor, what kind of clothes do you want?

  Thinking like this in my heart, I said like this, "My lord, with your status and status, you can have whatever clothes you want, why bother..."

"no the same."

  The man interrupted Jiang Peihuan softly, and then said with a smile, "Although this dress is not expensive, it is your heart, Huaner, which is incomparable to anything."

  His eyes are already deep. When you focus on one person, you can clearly see your own reflection in his eyes.

   It feels like you are the only one in his eyes.

  Jiang Peihuan didn't dare to look directly into the man's eyes, so she quickly looked away, "I'm going to get the needle and thread."

   A moment later, Jiang Peihuan brought a needle and thread, looked at Xiao Nanye, and said softly, "Take off your clothes."

  Hearing Jiang Peihuan's words, Xiao Nanye reached out and unbuttoned the front of him.

Taking the clothes from the man, Jiang Peihuan looked at the place where the cuff was scratched. The scratched place was very obvious. There are a few green bamboos embroidered on it.

   While Jiang Peihuan was embroidering, Xiao Nanye sat quietly by the side. Seeing her skillful flying needle and thread, Xiao Nanye's eyes were somewhat puzzled.

  He asked Han Feng to investigate Jiang Peihuan, but she had never learned embroidery.

   There is also the thing about the moat before.

   "Huan'er, when did you learn to swim?"

   "Hiss..."

  Xiao Nanye's words made Jiang Peihuan's fingertips tremble, and the needle directly pierced her fingertips.

"Let me see."

Hearing Jiang Peihuan's cry of pain, Xiao Nanye hurried forward, took her hand, saw the blood beads on her fingertips, the man's eyes showed a bit of annoyance, he lowered his head, and he directly engulfed her fingertips .

  The warm breath instantly wrapped Jiang Peihuan's fingertips, and she could even feel a little heat. Looking at the person standing in front of her, Jiang Peihuan's eyes were full of surprise.

   He let go of her hand when he felt the smell of blood disappear. Jiang Peihuan quickly covered her hand with a handkerchief.

   "It's my fault, I shouldn't ask."

  Hearing this, Jiang Peihuan's eyelids trembled.

  She thought that no one noticed that she could swim, but it turned out that Xiao Nanye had already seen it.

  After thinking for a while, she said softly, "I've been learning it since I fell into the water last time."

"Um."

   Reluctant to continue this topic, Xiao Nanye talked about Xiao Junhao's gift again, "This time, he probably won't have the time to trouble the Liu family."

"No."

  Looking at Xiao Nanye, Jiang Peihuan told about Hai Dongqing's origin, and then continued, "I asked my cousin Liu's family to specially prepare this Hai Dongqing for King Qing."

  Hearing Jiang Peihuan's words, Xiao Nanye raised his eyebrows.

  Looking at Jiang Peihuan, the man chuckled softly, "Huan'er, it seems that you really hate him."

   "That's right, I hate King Qing deeply."

  Seeing that the doubts in Xiao Nanye's eyes deepened, Jiang Peihuan changed the subject, picked up the clothes in her hands, looked at the man in front of her and said, "I've already mended the clothes, do you think it fits?"

  Hearing Jiang Peihuan's words, Xiao Nanye didn't continue this topic, but put clothes on the boat.

  Looking at the unique embroidery on his arm, the man smiled and said, "It's even better than before after being mended by you like this."

  Jiang Peihuan smiled and said nothing.

   "Are you practicing calligraphy?"

   While talking, Xiao Nanye walked towards Jiang Peihuan's desk.

  There are already several pairs of written words on it.

  Xiao Nanye picked up a pair casually, with the words Jiahe Wanshixing written on it.

  Jiang Peihuan's handwriting is very majestic. If it weren't for the damp ink on it, Xiao Nanye would not have believed that the words came from her.

  Because this word is not written by a teenage girl, but rather by an old man who has lived for decades.

   "But my words are hard to read?"

   Seeing Xiao Nanye staring at his own words, Jiang Peihuan stepped forward and said jokingly.

  Hearing her words, Xiao Nanye laughed directly, "If Huan'er's handwriting is still difficult to read, then how many so-called calligraphers will be shameless."

   While speaking, Xiao Nanye picked up the rice paper and brush next to him.

  The man glanced at Jiang Peihuan, picked up a pen and wrote a few words on the paper.

  Jiang Peihuan looked down at the desk.

  Wish to win someone's heart, and the words "white head and inseparable" are vividly written on the paper.

  Xiao Nanye's handwriting is just like his at first glance, sharp and powerful, with sharp edges and corners, but there is an indescribable ease.

  Suddenly, Xiao Nanye handed the pen to Jiang Peihuan.

  Facing her puzzled look, the man said softly, "How about giving me a picture."

   "What does the prince want me to write?"

   "Anything is fine, as you please."

  Hearing what he said, Jiang Peihuan subconsciously looked at him.

  The man was dressed in royal blue clothes, his black hair had just been rolled up, and he had sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

   After thinking about it, Jiang Peihuan lowered her head and wrote two words on the paper.

  Ankang!

  The simple two words represent Jiang Peihuan's blessing.

   Seeing the two words she wrote, Xiao Nanye's eyes showed a bit of surprise, but after that, the man's eyes were full of tenderness.

   Reaching out to pick up the words on the table, he blew gently, "I will definitely live up to what Huaner wants."

  The man took the words and walked outside, and said as he walked, "The words on the table will be given to Huaner, and I will go home first."

   Xiao Nanye's figure quickly disappeared at the door.

  Looking at the closed door, Jiang Peihuan subconsciously looked at the words on the table.

   Not knowing what to think of, a smile appeared on her brows and eyes.

  Han Feng had been waiting on the tree for a long time, and if Xiao Nanye didn't come out again, he would really fall asleep. Hearing the sound, he flew down from the tree in a hurry.

   "Master, what is this?"

   Seeing the white paper in Xiao Nanye's hand, Han Feng's eyes were full of surprise, but when he looked down, he saw the word "Ankang" on it.

   This is not my master's handwriting.

   "Master, is this the word given to you by the eldest lady?"

"Um."

   "Miss is really well written."

   "I will also ask the young lady for a picture later, I don't know if she is willing to give it."

  (end of this chapter)