Feng Lian Yue Hua Leng

In the past few days, although the Seventh Prince has not woken up, his complexion has improved a lot, his pulse has stabilized a lot, and everyone in the Palace of Yuechen is not gloomy.

"Yuehun, how is the situation in the palace now?"

"Teacher Lian came to the palace again today. I'm afraid he wants the emperor to undertake the wedding earlier. After all, Miss Lian's reputation has been tarnished by the royal children."

"Young master is really hard-pressed. Originally, the number one beauty in Beihuang is none other than you."

"Yue Ying, don't talk nonsense, lest it be true, it will be disadvantageous to the young master."

Moon Shadow and Moon Soul walked out of the inner hall one after the other as they spoke, just in time to catch up with Nangong Xiao.

"Leader Nangong came here to visit my young master. You are still awake, so please ask Master Nangong to go back first."

Moon Shadow looked at the man in Tsing Yi who hadn't approached yet, and said in a bad tone.

"You are a servant, how dare you be so arrogant."

Huang Yifeng, who followed Nangong Xiao, was not happy to come here, and now she is even more angry.

"It turns out that the fourth prince is also here, but my subordinates are blind and didn't see it. I hope His Highness the prince will forgive me."

The words were so apologetic, but the tone was obviously not an apology.

"You, don't think that the father spoils the seventh brother, so you can do whatever you want, but the seventh brother may not be able to wake up now."

Huang Yifeng is a spoiled child, although he is not bad at heart, but he is too arrogant.

"Fourth prince, you are wrong, how can you curse your seventh brother."

Nangong Xiao opened his mouth at the right time, he didn't want to let them argue like this anymore, he came out today to see how Huang Qingyue was doing, but he happened to meet the fourth prince on the road, so they came together.

"Yueying, don't talk about it, and make a noise for the young master to rest."

Yuehun also spoke, now this place is not far from the young master's resting place, such a loud noise will disturb his resting.

Gazing coldly at the young man in light yellow clothes, Yueying stopped looking at him.

"Leader Nangong, it's not that we don't want you to go in. The imperial doctor did say that you should let the young master rest. Please go back."

Moon Soul spoke softly, and issued a friendly order to evict the guest.

"Then, you guys take good care of Qingyue, I'll come back another day."

Nangong Xiao has been recuperating in the palace since he had a talk with Huang Beigan last time, and now his injuries have almost healed. The Xuanyin family has deep inner strength, otherwise how could the ancestors be able to control people with the zither flute.

After stroking his robe, a trace of flame flashed across Nangong Xiao's eyes, these two people are really used to seeing each other closely.

"Feng'er, let's go back."

Looking at the person who left, Yueying showed disgust in his eyes, this Nangong Xiao really hated it to the extreme.

"Yuehun, the leader of Nangong is very dangerous."

"I know, we must protect the young master."

Because the master does not allow the young master to have anything to do, especially the contact with Nangong Xiao.

"These two are too much, Nangong Xiao, why did you stop me from teaching them?"

Huang Yifeng still spoke with some indignation, and clenched her fists tightly.

Although the person in front of him didn't say anything, he knew that he was worried about the seventh brother. Now that so many days have passed, the seventh brother has not woken up since he came back last time, and even the emperor often came to see him.

This seventh younger brother is really lucky, so many people remember it, thinking of this, Huang Yifeng's heart hurts fiercely.

"Feng'er, do you know that there is a saying that misfortune comes from your mouth? Don't be careless when you speak, lest you be taken advantage of by someone with a heart."

It turned out that he was concerned about himself, "Yes, I won't in the future."

After entering the inner hall, Nangong Xiao pulled him into his arms.

"Feng'er, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you miss me?"

As he spoke, he reached into his shirt with malicious intentions.

"Nangong Xiao, you...let go."

Huang Yifeng pushed Nangong Xiao away with some resentment, just because she came to visit a few times before, but was blocked from the door.

"Could Feng'er be angry?"

"I don't."

"I have been recuperating from my injury before, and it is inconvenient to see guests, so that's why."

As he said that, he went up and dragged the young man in Huang into the house, talking sweetly, regardless of day or night.