This kid is really annoying! Xi'er actually yelled at herself for him!
However, he didn't show it at all on the face, but said with a gentle expression: "Xi'er, this is not a place to reminisce about the past, let's get out of here quickly. This kid...cough, your brother has been imprisoned by Nalan Zhengze for so long. It may be that he has tampered with it, but if he finds out, it would be bad."
Hexi immediately woke up, looking at Nangong Yu with guilt, "Sorry, I lost my temper just now. You are right, we must find a way to prevent Nalan Zhengze from discovering that Xiaochi is missing."
Nangong Yu put the boy aside, hugged Hexi 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 my Nangong Yu's only wife."
As he said that, he glanced sharply at the ignorant and somewhat frightened young man, and warned with his eyes: Did you see that, brat, your sister is mine, if you are sensible, please stay away from her.
Hexi's face flushed, and she was indescribably touched and sweet.
If it wasn't for Nangong Yu, she didn't know when she would be able to find her brother, and if she would be able to rescue him safely.
Damn Nalan Zhengze actually used her younger brother's flesh and blood to achieve his reputation as a miracle doctor.
Moreover, she raised her younger brother like a wild beast, making him live a life worse than a pig or a dog.
Originally, she didn't have much hatred for the Nalan family, at most she just had a mentality of watching a good show and revenge and teasing.
But now it's different!
Nalan Manor, Nalan Zhengze, she swore by Hexi that they will definitely make them pay a thousand times the price for what they have done!
Thinking of this, the cold light in He Xi's eyes flashed, and he suddenly sneered and said, "Nangong Yu, can I trouble you with something?"
"Um?"
"Go and bring someone in here for me."
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Nalan Ziyun woke up after a burst of rancid smell that made him want to vomit.
He opened his eyes in a daze, and a thin, pale but handsome young man's face was soon reflected in his eyes.
The young man leaned very close to him, tilting his head and looking at him curiously, his eyes were full of doubts that were so clear that there were no impurities.
"Who?!" Nalan Ziyun stretched out his hand to push in panic.
Pressing his hand on the young man's face, he was about to use force, but the young man seemed to be frightened by something, he opened his mouth suddenly, and bit his hand.
The sharp teeth pierced his flesh, and even the bones felt the force of the bite, and blood gushed out all at once.
"Ah!" Nalan Ziyun screamed and shook his hand vigorously.
A burst of more intense pain came, and when he withdrew his hand, he saw that a piece of flesh had been bitten off the edge of the palm of his left hand.
The intense pain caused waves of anger and killing intent to surge in Nalan Ziyun's heart. He, the young master, was used to being pampered, so how could he have experienced such pain and humiliation.
The eyes that looked at the young man suddenly filled with piercing killing intent, and the spiritual power in his body fluctuated violently.
The young man bared his teeth, holding a piece of meat in his mouth, showing a nervous, panic and guarded expression, put his hands on the ground, and stared straight at Nalan Ziyun.
Suddenly, a slender and white hand, like a hand carved from beautiful jade, pressed on the top of the boy's head and dragged him up from the ground.
That hand gently smoothed the boy's hair, and motioned him to spit out the meat in his mouth.