This kid is really annoying! Xier actually yelled at herself for him!
However, he didn't show it on his face, and just said gently: "Xi'er, this is not the place to reminisce about the past, let's leave here quickly. This kid... Well, your brother has been imprisoned by Nalan Zhengze for so long, maybe he did something to him. If he finds out, it will be bad."
He Xi immediately came to his senses, looking at Nangong Yu with a look of guilt, "I'm sorry, I just lost my composure. You're right, we have to find a way to prevent Nalan Zhengze from finding out that Xiaochi is missing."
Nangong Yu put the young man aside, hugged He Xi into his arms, and said softly: "Silly girl, how could I blame you! No matter what you want to do, I will always do it for you. You are the only wife I, Nangong Yu, have chosen."
As he said this, he glanced sharply at the confused and somewhat frightened boy beside him, and warned with his eyes: See, little brat, your sister is mine, stay away from her if you know what's good for you.
He Xi's face turned red, and she felt indescribably touched and sweet in her heart.
If it weren't for Nangong Yu, she wouldn't know when she would be able to find her brother, and whether she would be able to rescue him safely.
Damn Nalan Zhengze, he actually used her brother's flesh and blood to establish his reputation as a miracle doctor.
She also raised her younger brother like a wild beast, making him live a life worse than pigs and dogs.
She originally did not have much hatred towards the Nalan family. At most, she just wanted to watch the show and take revenge on them.
But now it’s different!
Nalan Mansion, Nalan Zhengze, He Xi swore that she would make them pay a thousand times the price for what they had done!
Thinking of this, He Xi's eyes flashed with a cold light, and suddenly sneered: "Nangong Yu, can I trouble you for a favor?"
"Um?"
"Go bring someone in here for me."
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Nalan Ziyun woke up again from a foul smell that made him want to vomit.
He opened his eyes dazedly, and soon saw the thin, pale but handsome face of a young boy.
The young man came very close to him, tilting his head and looking at him curiously, with a clear and pure light of doubt flashing in his eyes.
"Who is it?!" Nalan Ziyun reached out to push in panic.
He put his hand on the boy's face and was about to apply force, but the boy seemed to be frightened by something. He opened his mouth and bit his hand.
The sharp teeth pierced his flesh with a sharp sound, and even his bones felt the force of the bite, and blood gushed out all at once.
"Ah!" Nalan Zijun screamed and shook her hands vigorously.
He felt an even more intense pain, and when he withdrew his hand, he saw that a piece of flesh had been bitten off the edge of his left palm.
The intense pain made Nalan Ziyun feel angry and murderous. As a young master, he was used to a life of luxury and had never experienced such pain and humiliation.
The look in his eyes at the young man was suddenly filled with chilling murderous intent, and the spiritual energy in his body surged.
The young man bared his teeth, holding a piece of meat in his mouth, with an expression of nervousness, panic and vigilance. He put his hands on the ground and stared at Nalan Ziyun.
Suddenly, a slender, white hand, as if carved from jade, pressed on the boy's head and pulled him up from the ground.
The hand gently combed the boy's hair and motioned him to spit out the meat in his mouth. (To be continued)