Xiao Yu was on the pit, listening to the voice of the woman entangled outside, she covered her mouth and secretly laughed.

It’s stinking!

Xiao Yu held his breath. After the solution, his feet were numb, and the huts were out. The woman outside was still entangled in the man. Xiao Yu took a breath, or the outside air was good, and it was really stinky.

"Hey, little girl, don't sneak, come over and explain, this son is helping you out of the wind, but you didn't enter the wrong house like you."

The man saw Xiao Yu wanting to sneak away, striding over, grabbing Xiao Yu’s arm and pressing down the voice: “If you are ungrateful, this son should not help you stay outside the cottage.”

Xiao Yu was not on the man's shoulder, carrying him up, and opened a sullen smile: "My feet are numb, not wanting to slip."

"You better explain to the woman with the pockmark face. Don't look at the beauty of this son. I want to rely on this son, and let the son of the son be responsible for killing the son. The son will not ask her."

Xiao Yu looked at the man’s angry peach eyes. Did he just say something to her just now, did she think she was beautiful? So I want to rely on her?

"Cough, that... this girl, the pervert that you saw in the huts is me. It is my fault to disturb you. I am sorry."

Xiao Yu is very sincere and apologizes to the woman who wants to eat her.

"This lady just saw a man, how could it be you? There is nothing wrong with you here, you are going, don't bother Ben's good deeds."

Xiao Yu shrugged at the man, and a group of people depended on you.

"You dare to go."

Men are afraid of women wrapped if he had not hit a woman, he really wanted to hit him along the brazen rely on the woman.

Xiao Yu showed a bitter smile to the man: "The son, my foot is so powerful, you let me go!"

"Don't think, this thing starts with you, you don't solve it for this son, this son will never let you go."

Xiao Yu sighed in his heart, sorry to see the man.

"You...you... what is this look?" The man suddenly had a bad feeling.

Xiao Yu’s eyes turned to the woman’s face. There was indeed a pockmark, but it was not too ugly: “This lady, can you pull him over?”

The woman heard the words, flashed brightly in the sly, excitedly rushed toward the man: "The son, you are a little girl..."

The man took a slam, released Xiao Yu’s arm, and turned and fled. He flew up the wall and his fingers trembled and pointed at Xiao Yu: "You are a sinister and despicable villain, and this son remembers you."

Xiao Yu looked at the man innocently. Since he would be light, can he fly away directly? It’s not clear here, is he deliberate?

The woman rushed to the air, and some complained about Xiao Yu.

"This can't blame me, it's that you are moving too slowly. For you, I am still being jealous of him." Xiao Yu said to the woman.

"Forget it, it's hard to see an eye, but it was run." The woman suddenly pinched her nose and looked at Xiao Yu with a disgust: "How is your body so stinky?"

Xiao Yu sniffed the sleeves, it was a bit savory: "I just got out of the pit and I can't smell it?"

The woman was disgusted by Xiao Yu and turned and ran away.

Xiao Yu is about to wander around the stage, and it’s enough to smell the sleeves. If she goes so far, will Feng Ling really dislike her smell?

The great **** has a serious cleansing, a little strange smell can not smell, if he is allowed to smell this, I am afraid to leave the house and throw her into the pool.

"Little brother, is there a shop selling clothes here?"

Xiao Yu saw a young man coming, she asked.

The young man saw Xiao Yu, his eyes flashed in amazement, Xiao Yu came, he frowned and covered his nose: "What is your shack? Is it so stinky?"

"Well, you are right, just coming out of the cottage."

"There is a clothes shop in front of you. Let's change it! A little girl with a pretty water, it's not so good."

"Thank you brother."

Xiao Yu was dismissed, his face was not red, his breath was not breathing, he was stinking, why should he care about other people’s eyes and dislike?

Soon, Xiao Yu came to the clothes shop that the little brother said, tried a water blue dress and saw the amazing eyes of the shop owner, she knew that she was wearing it.

"Boss, how much silver in this clothes." q8zc

"The little girl is really good to wear. This piece of clothes is made of fine silk. The old man does not accept the little girl, so give two or two silver!"

"Boss, you are very nice."

Xiao Yu knows that this price of the world, the two silver is really not expensive, and the material of this clothes is really good, and the two silvers are paid quickly, she turned and left the shop.

"Miss Xiao stayed."

Xiao Yu didn't go far, and the voice of the woman came from behind. The voice Xiao Xiao was very familiar. She turned and saw a familiar face... Qiulan.

Xiao Yu frowned, and Qiulan was the shack of the Nangong Temple. Why did it appear here?

Qiu Lan came to Xiao Yu, and there seemed to be anxiety in the middle of the battle. She was in front of Xiao Yu.

"Miss Xiao, son, he hasn't been sick since you left, you can go to the house with me to see him!"

Xiao Yu’s heart is tight, what? Is Nangong ill?

"When I left, he was not okay? How could it be... How could I not get sick?"

"Miss Xiao did not know, the Regent Wang came to the government to make a big Thunder, wounded the son, the doctor came to diagnose the pulse of the son, saying that the son's internal organs have been damaged, need to rest for some time to recover, but the son can not see Xiao Miss, I missed Miss Xiao again, I couldn’t sleep at night, and my meal didn’t go down. The doctor said, if the son continues to do this, I’m afraid... I’m afraid... I will die soon.”

When Qiu Lan said, he cried and his sleeves wiped his tears.

Xiao Yu was shocked by the words of Qiulan. Looking at Qiulan’s anxious look, it’s not like loading it. Is it true that Nangong’s illness is really serious?

"Miss Xiao, Qiu Lan begged you, go and see the son! The son likes you so much, how can you bear it... How can you bear to look at the son of a sick child?"

"But..." Xiao Yu thought of Feng Lingran, who was still watching the movie, and said that he was in a dilemma. He continued: "Let's do it! You will go back first, and I will find a chance to see Nangong tomorrow."

Only when the phoenix rushes to the north, she can go to see Nangong and glance at it.

Qiulan saw Xiao Yu want to go, she said in a hurry: "Miss Xiao, you are really ungrateful. When your foot was injured, the son took care of you, and even did not allow you to get out of bed, but now it is a serious illness. You don't worry about the son at all, I am really worthless."

Qiulan's words are like a sharp arrow, piercing the heart of Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu shook her head. She was not a person who was ungrateful. Nangong was good to her. She remembered it in her heart. It was just... If she went to the residence of Nangong Temple, Feng Ling knew that she would be angry in the future. The house of Nangong Temple, isn't it going to hurt Nangong?

Moreover, the current phoenix is ​​more terrible than before. Even if she does not care about herself, she should also take into account the safety of Nangong Temple.

"Feng Lingran is listening to the drama. I have already come out for a while. If he can't see me, I will definitely find it. Are you sure that I will go to Nangong's residence with you now? When Feng Ling finds the past, you should Know the consequences."

Qiulan's face changed, and her eyes flashed worried: "Well, tomorrow, Miss Xiao must go to see the son."

Xiao Yu nodded: "I will try my best."

"Tomorrow slaves will send a carriage to pick up Miss Xiao. If Miss Xiao does not come out, the carriage will stop at the south of the Regent's Mansion until the day when Miss Xiao is willing to come out." Qiu Lan bowed to Xiao Yu: "Miss Xiao, The life of the son is all in your hands, please... pity the son."

Xiao Yu looked at Qiulan’s figure, and his eyebrows were not tight.

She did not know, that day, Feng Ling took her back, actually went to Nangong, and seriously injured Nangong.

Xiao Yu returned to the place where she was watching the movie. Feng Ling was no longer there. She asked the little sister who sent the tea to know that Feng Ling went to the huts to find her.

Xiao Yu’s mouth slammed and hurried to the huts...

However, Feng Lingran was not seen, and the two huts were empty.

Xiao Yu is a little annoyed. She just hasn't changed her clothes. How does Feng Ling have no patience? After seeing her back for a while, she went to find it herself. Fortunately, she did not leave with Qiulan. If not, Feng Ling would not find her for a long time, and she would be furious.

When Xiao Yu returned to the stage, he saw Feng Lingran. He sat in a chair and stared at the stage with black eyes, as if he had never been there.

Xiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief and walked over.

After sitting down, Xiao Yu said: "That... I just changed my clothes and delayed a little time."

"Ok."

Feng Lingran still didn't look at her. Black sly looked at the stage. If Xiao Xiao knew that he had just gone to look for her, he thought that the **** of the great **** was not moved over the chair.

The drama is over.

A sly dressed girl ran over, holding a piece of embroidered scorpion in her hand and handing it to Feng Lingran.

"The son, my lady invited you to visit the lake at night, and asked the son to enjoy a face. My lady is... the moon ring princess in the drama."

Xiao Yu’s drama party sent such a blatant tribute to Feng Xiaoran’s date, and his heart was blocked. Didn't you see Feng Lingran with her?

"This king is not interested in the play."

Feng Ling suddenly got up and didn't look at it. He grabbed Xiao Yu's little hand and walked. The fingertips were rubbed on the back of her hand, and Xiao Yu's hand was stunned.

"The son stayed." The woman's charming voice came.

Xiao Yu turned her head and saw a glamorous woman wearing a costume and unloading her face. The princess costume was worn on her body, like a real princess.

Even Xiao Yu feels that the woman is beautiful.

The woman's lotus step moved to the front of Feng Lingran, and the glamorous face was a little shy: "The slave family knows that the identity is humble, not worthy of the son, and there is no point in thinking about the son. Only the son can enjoy a face tonight."

Feng Ling’s eyes moved to the woman’s glamorous face, and she turned around, coveted, and more shy.