The military doctor came over very quickly. He was a man in his 30s and 40s. When he reached for the South Palace, his fingers were a little trembling. This is a distinguished little emperor. The military doctors will inevitably be nervous.

Xiao Yu did not bother the military doctor. He saw his face suddenly changing and his face was gradually sweating. Xiao Yu’s heart was followed up. Nan Gong’s injury was not very optimistic.

At this time, the rear curtain of the carriage was suddenly opened, and the person who appeared was Nangong Temple. He looked at Xiao Yu and his eyes moved to Nan Gongmo’s body, and his eyebrows began to rise.

After the military doctors checked, they did not heal the Nangong, but they got off the carriage, and they squatted in front of Nangong. The voice trembled and said: "The little prince has a broken back bone, and the medical science is not refined, and it is impossible to cure the injury of the little prince. Please ask for the forgiveness of His Royal Highness."

The Nangong pupil was slightly shrunk, and the finger behind him gradually tightened. After a while, the white lips vomited two words: "Go down."

"Thank you for your grace."

The medic wiped the cold sweat on the swab and left the legs softly.

Nangong got on the carriage and heard Xiao Yu screaming in the carriage.

"He can't go, he is gone, what about the injury of Merle?" Even if it is not cured, you must find ways to reduce the injury of Merle! How can Nangong湚 let the military doctor leave at this time?

"Don't make a noise, I look at Merle's injury."

Nangong湚 rolled up his sleeves and saw the bruises on the back of Nangong. His jade-like fingers were gently put up.

After a while.

"Hey, help me hold my arms, don't let him move."

"Can you cure the injury of Merle?"

Xiao Yu looked at Nangong awkwardly, and did not seem to think that he would have a higher medical skill than the military doctor.

"Ok."

Nangong’s voice was very light. Seeing Xiao Yu holding the Nangong silent, his fingers quickly fell into the meat of Nangong’s murder, and he screamed. The cry of Nangong’s heartbreaking lungs sounded in the carriage.

Xiao Yu hugged Nan Gong silently, holding his head with one hand, pressing in his arms, letting his small hands keep waving, and even hit her back several times.

When Nangong湚 retracted his hand, the crying of Nangong silent gradually became smaller.

"Just dislocated, now it's okay."

Dislocation?

Xiao Yu’s heart was relieved. The military doctor’s eagerness was sweating, and she was scared to death. The Nangong murder is so big. If the bones on the back are broken and cannot be healed, this future life will be ruined.

"I heard that you have the reputation of medicine in Nanling. How can a military doctor not even cure a dislocation? It is not as good as a spoiled Prince in your palace." Xiao Yu said sarcastically.

"You care about Merle."

Nangong saw that Nangong silently stopped crying in Xiao Yu’s arms. The red face that was wet with tears was stuck on Xiao’s chest. He was dark and dark, and reached out to the South Palace from Xiao Yu’s arms. Hold it in.

"Be cool...slow cool..."

Nangong silent body in the air, a pair of small hands hurriedly grab Xiao Yu's arm, hugged tightly, crying red eyes looked at Xiao Yu pitifully.

"Quickly let go, the bones on the back of Merle have just returned, and you will hurt him."

Nangong Temple directly opened the small hand of Nangong Mo, and threw the Nangong to the Qiulan outside the carriage. He heard the sound of the Nangong silent crying, and another death did not want Qiulan to hold it. The Nangong Temple flashed differently. Color, let the guards hold the South Palace silently.

Xiao Yu wanted to get off the carriage and was taken back by Nangong.

"Do you want to leave again?"

The sound of Nangong Temple is low and very unpleasant.

Xiao Yu’s color flashed slightly, and the hand of Nangong’s hand was opened. He said with pride: “You are stuck in the carriage every day, you don’t want to leave?”

Nangong saw that Xiao Yu was far away from himself, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"I will run away again this time."

"If it weren't for your brother, I wouldn't be here waiting for you to come back. It's really good to have no good news."

She had the opportunity to leave, but the crying of Nangong’s heartbreaking lungs made her unable to leave like this. She couldn’t imagine that if she left, she would not open Qiulan, and Nangong is still not a back bone. Is it so simple?

I thought of Qiulan holding up the Nangong and blocking it in front of her face. Xiao Yan frowned and said: "Nan Gong, I told you, that Qiulan..."

Xiao Yu’s words were not finished, and the voice of Qiulan came from outside.

"His Highness, slaves have something to tell."

Nangong looked at Xiao Yan’s face, and he said to Qiulan outside: “Say.”

"In order to leave, Xiao Yu hurts people. If it is a single-injury slave, it will be considered. Xiao Xiao’s thoughts are vicious. She can’t even let the little princes. If you stay with her, she will kill the little prince and sooner or later. Your Royal Highness."

Xiao Yu's exquisite little face is cold, she wants to teach Qiulan is right, but for Nangong silent, there is absolutely no harm.

"Qiu Lan, you are less there, the wicked first complained, I taught you yes, but I didn't want to kill me. You blocked your face with Mercer, for fear that your face would be hurt."

"I didn't, suddenly, I want to keep the little prince in my arms, but it's still late. What about my face hurting? Even if it is ruined, I won't let the little prince get hurt. Your Highness, if not Xiao Yu, I will not fall, the little prince will not be injured, please ask the Highness."

Qiulan is outside the carriage, and the eyes are red, and the ochre is a sinister poison. She has already left Xiao Yu, and Xiao Yu, who does not know how to be good, has also shot her.

She will not let Xiao Yu go.

Xiao Yu sneered in the heart, and did not want to argue with Qiulan again. She looked at Nangong and said: "Nan Gong Mo is your brother. If you don't believe me, continue to give Nan Gong to her, and when it hurts your brother, you can't blame me. I have already reminded you anyway."

Nangong湚 pondered for a moment and said: "This matter will be ascertained by this palace."

After a pause, he said: "This time, the little emperor is temporarily taken care of by the dark night, Qiulan, go on!"

"His Royal Highness..." Qiulan was in a hurry. She married Nangong for a day before she was slightly familiar with her. If she could not continue to bring Nangong silent here, Her Royal Highness would chase her away. She must not leave. She is going to be with her Highness.

"Go down." Nan Gongmo is already impatient.

Qiulan's face was white and white, and his heart was lost. The hatred of Xiao Yu increased a bit.

"Yes."

Xiao Yu knew that she couldn't run away. She looked at Nangong Temple and watched Nangong's hand reach out. She hurried back and her fingers condensed.

"You can't point me to the acupuncture point anymore. I have enough in the carriage."

Xiao Yu is almost useless.

"If you listen to me, I won't point you to the acupuncture point." Nan Gongyi glanced at her fingertips, thin lips and slightly hooked her hand, grabbed her wrist and continued: "Hey, you are not my opponent now." , the best points."

Xiao Yu was dragged into his arms, and the purple light of his fingertips was on his chest. He was slightly on one side, did not escape, was hit by purple light, and the red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Yu was a little surprised. Just a moment ago, if he let go of her, he could completely avoid it. Why didn’t he avoid it?

"Leave me by my side, I can allow you to hurt me." He looked at her, and the moon-like twilight was like a thick ink, thick and unable to open, so she looked at her deeply.

"..." Xiao Yu is slightly flashing, and some want to avoid his strong eyes. This kind of eyes is too familiar to her. When Feng Ling looked at her, it was also like this...

Nangong’s other hand was placed on her arm. She seemed to hold her half in her arms and continued: “Hey, maybe I haven’t done well enough, so you always want to escape me, but I can do it for you. Learning to do well, I am sincere to you."

Even he was unexpected, he would like this little fox.

Xiao Yu was low and squatting, the long eyelashes trembled, and the little face gradually floated thin red: "Is it true?"

Nangong sees the expression of Xiao Yu’s little daughter’s shyness. The heart is slightly moving, and the twilight is warming up. He smiles lightly: “Well, I will be your man.”

Xiao Yu did not carry it, but the body obviously trembled, giving Nangong a illusion of a response.

"Then you will not be allowed to point me again in the future."

The smile on the face of Nangong’s face was a little stiff and softened: “Good, but you have to promise me, you are not allowed to run away.”

Xiao Yu "hmm", the meaning of this "hmm" means she heard it, not to promise him.

Nan Gongyi thought that this little fox promised him. Although the little fox had a pre-existing criminal record, he chose to believe her.

have to say.

Some aspects of Nangong Temple are indeed better than Feng Ling Ranjun, Xiao Yu does not want to do things, he will not force her, this man, if not the city is too deep, is a perfect lover, regardless of his appearance, cultivation, or identity It is enough to make any woman tempted.

Xiao Yu got a certain freedom. When she saw Nangong, she followed her. The next day, she began to ponder the portrait of Nangong, and she ruined the vivid painting.

"Nan Gong, what about my portrait? Let me see it? You haven't read it carefully since you finished painting." Xiao Yu said with a smile on his face, and he said: "You look like a painting. Very good."

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Xiao Yu saw the transfer of the Nangong Temple. She resisted the urge to open his hand and licked his lips. "Are you not willing to show me my portrait? What do you say to be good for me... cough, man It turned out to be a lie."

Nangong 湚 suddenly stunned, turned to look at her, glare and pet, with a smile: "I will show you when you are full."

Xiao Yu’s heart is happy, she wants to ruin the portrait, she can leave with peace of mind.

"Well, you are so good."

Xiao Xiao smiled sweetly, and the slap in the face was very slippery, and he shot directly in the heart of Nangong.

Qiulan saw this scene, her nails fell into the palm of her hand, feeling sticky and not loose. Her expression was very quiet, and she could not see her embarrassment and jealousy about Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu is a fox demon. She can't help her high court. Instead, she will harm her high school. If she is dead, she will help her high school.