exile? She emptied the emperor's private treasury and escaped from famine

He seemed to have a calm and majestic power that could soothe people's hearts. Although Wei Chuyu didn't need it yet, his magnetic field seemed to be able to isolate all irritating sounds.

They seem to be a world unto themselves.

Wei Chuyu's heart seemed to be filled with something.

Is it considered love? It is a sign of a man's commitment, trust and security.

"Sister-in-law, are you not hurt? They are really going too far!"

Nan Zhize also came to the side and said with anger in his voice.

No matter how cruel Nan Shijie was this time, it seemed that he was involved in personal vendetta, so he couldn't help but ask: "Sister-in-law, aren't you also trying to avenge me?"

Wei Chuyu said calmly: "It just so happened that I just kicked him. I didn't expect him to hit the stone."

"Oh, God is really wise." Nan Zhize said.

"I just don't want him to touch my donkey, not yours this time."

"It's not this time," said Nan Zhize, a confused young man. "Is there another time?"

Suddenly, his eyes wandered over, and his eldest brother and Wei Chuyu were very close to each other. Their faces were as usual, but their hands below... were actually intertwined! !

Nan Zhize's face seemed to be bounced open.

Immediately and impatiently, he gave Cheng a signal by gesticulating with his eyebrows.

Mrs. Cheng rolled up her sleeves and watched every move of Sanfang with full force, preparing to go to war with them.

Suddenly Nan Zhize called out, and guided by his sly gestures, he saw the hands of his son and Wei Chuyu holding each other.

Who takes the initiative? Oh, it’s my son!

Cheng, who was ready to beat someone to the sky, suddenly grinned and showed a loving smile.

Humph, this elm-headed man is really enlightened, she said, why can’t we see Chu Yu so attractive every day? She even thought her son was blind.

Men, don't you have to take the initiative.

Nan Zhihe didn't know that he was thinking about uncivilized elm in his mother's mind.

Nan Zhihe: Is he Yumu?

"Giggle." Nan Zhixue had seen it a long time ago. She was covering her mouth and enjoying herself next to her mother. She was waiting for everyone to find out before she laughed out loud.

"Little clever girl." Mrs. Cheng poked her head, "When we adults have a fight later, please stand further away."

"...Master Chao, our master is a good man, but he was harmed like this by them. What will happen to him for the rest of his life? What do you want us to do as a family?"

"The sky has eyes, escort officer, you can't let it go, otherwise we won't be able to survive, wuwuwu..."

"Okay! So tell me, what are you going to do?"

Sanfang, Tang Lei and other officials were making a fuss, which gave Tang Lei a headache, so he couldn't help but ask.

Hearing this, everyone in the third room secretly exchanged looks with each other, and finally Nan Zhihan said:

"Everything they own, including the donkey, must be compensated to us. The cost of the treatment alone is not enough. We have to make them write invoices and owe us silver."

Wu, who has a thin face and a sharp look, echoed: "Yes! We can't take advantage of them, otherwise if people with ulterior motives cause such a thing, wouldn't it be chaos? How can you manage it, sir?"

Tang Lei clasped his hands and walked away and said, "We don't care about this. You can negotiate with them yourself."

Originally, the whole team stopped to be extra merciful, and it was really unlucky for him to be sent on a mission today. He always ran into trouble, and it was always related to the deposed prince and his family, hey.

In the third room, Nan Zhiyun, who was supporting Aunt Sun, was automatically removed. The two of them looked like trash that was about to be scattered by the wind. The old lady also followed, and they all came to Wei Chuyu and others angrily.

Su Yanning sat on the grass with her mother, resting like other prisoners. She looked at everything that happened with lifeless eyes, feeling very little moved.

Su Yanning held her belly like her mother. These days, her lower body was very uncomfortable, smelly and growing, and her diaphragm made her uncomfortable. She was scared to touch it.

Her grief was greater than her heartbreak, and she had no mood to pay attention to anything outside. Unless Wei Chuyu encountered the same thing as them, she could relieve her anger and make her half alive.

However, she didn't want to die like this.

"Do you think they planned this on purpose?" Wei Chuyu murmured softly.

"It's very possible that Nan Shijie is trying to lure us into action." Nan Zhihe replied.

They all saw that their purpose was too straightforward and seemed to have been discussed beforehand.

"But no matter what, don't worry." Nan Zhihe let go of the holding hands and patted the back of the woman's hand to reassure her.

The third room and the old lady arrived in an angry manner. Before they could speak, a thin piece of silver was thrown out and fell in front of them.

Nan Zhihe was unusually indifferent: "Take it, either feed him or bury him."

Like sending a dog away mercilessly.

This made the visitor slightly dumbfounded, and his arrogance became even stronger.

Wu said angrily: "Nan Zhihe, are you still not a human being? Our whole family was exiled because of you, but now your good wife has made your uncle's life hang by a thread, and his life or death is uncertain."

"We are not dogs wagging our tails to beg for mercy. Don't think about dismissing us casually!"

Nan Zhihe's eyes were cold and unmoved: "We can also not only exile him, but also kill the nine clans."

Kill the nine tribes?

The old lady and the third bedroom of the Nan family: "!!!"

what are you going to do?

Nan Zhihan sneered and asked, "Nan Zhihe, do you dare?"

Nan Zhihe's eyes were dark and cold, as if he could no longer miss this person in the world. He said without blinking, "Then you can try it too."

Several people couldn't help but feel cold after seeing it.

I believe you, but why do I feel that Nan Zhihe would really do this?

Wei Chuyu, who was blocked by Nan Zhihe, couldn't help but mouthed a small "Oh".

Wei Chuyu: Damn, he is a ruthless person.

"He was the one who wanted to threaten with a knife. No one can blame him. You can stay here if you want. Then just lie down on the ground and don't get up."

Nan Jihe's words were even more ruthless than his face.

Everyone: "..."

Suddenly his momentum was completely exhausted.

When Su Yanning saw it, she suddenly wanted to sneer at herself. Is this a cold-hearted person she likes? His coldness seeped out from his bone-chilled bones.

She didn't know what it would be like to be liked by him, but if she wasn't liked by him, then such a person would be quite terrifying.

Has her cousin changed, or has she never seen it clearly from the beginning to the end?

Sanfang was a little worried. Should he continue to argue, or should he take the scraps of silver first? But what could the scraps of silver do?

Doesn't this kill them even more severely? No, they were at the end of their rope, and the master's illness must be cured, even if Nan Zhihe's attitude made them feel bad.

"Oh my God!" Wu knelt on the yellow earth, "Everyone, take a look, this is our good nephew..."

Nan Zhihe turned around indifferently and walked away with his group of people.

Wu raised her hands to the sky, and the words in her mouth were still fixed on the word "子".

"Mom, scream." Nan Zhihan urged her.

Wu's stomach growled twice, and the corner of her mouth twitched as she said, "I, my stomach hurts."

"Mom, what are you talking about? It's time, don't stop."

"I really have a stomachache, ouch..." Wu clutched her stomach in pain.

"Mom, why are you going at such a critical and serious moment!"