Saintess, he is a handsome boy

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When Nan Xiuzhu received that letter, her heart turned cold. Every word in Nan Xizhu's words was cold, and there was no longer the gentleness of childhood.

He first denounced Nan Xiuzhu's concealment and deception, then threatened that he would not make Nan Xiuzhu feel better, and finally warned him to be honest and not to have thoughts that he shouldn't have.

What do you mean you shouldn't have thoughts, the throne?Nan Xiuzhu was never interested in that broken chair.

Then there was the second letter, although the tone was much more relaxed, but the insinuations were all about asking about the Dark Witch Valley and the Holy Maiden.The purpose is clear, and the whole letter has no trace of old feelings.

Nan Xiuzhu sometimes comforted himself, maybe it was because he was young and impulsive back then that Nan Xizhu wrote the letter berating him.

So now, seeing Nancy Zhu himself, Nan Xiuzhu can tell that his blood has really turned cold since he sat on the throne of God King.

Today's Nancy Zhu only has monarchs and ministers in her eyes, and the world has no brotherhood, nor parental affection.

In a daze, the two played another game of chess, and it was no surprise that Nan Xiuzhu lost again.He threw the chess pieces aside and leaned back obliquely, looking hopeless.

"I admit defeat." Nan Xiuzhu said.

Nan Xizhu smiled gently and said, "It's still early, let's take you to the imperial grandmother's place for a sit down."

Nan Xiu Zhu sat up straight and said, "Really?"

With great excitement, Nan Xiuzhu followed Nan Xizhu to the Empress Dowager's courtyard.

As soon as he stepped into the gate, he saw a woman who looked very similar to Nan Xiuzhu arranging flowers in the courtyard.

She has long hair loose and has no jewelry on her body.Among the long black hair, there are a few strands of red hair looming.

The round table was filled with colorful flowers, and the woman was holding the flowers in one hand and pruning the roots of the flowers in the other.

Although she was sitting at the round table, she was not an ordinary stone bench or chair under her body, but a wooden wheelchair with two big wheels and two small wheels.

Standing behind her was a young woman, dressed in a light blue palace dress, she was not a maid in the palace, but more like a noble lady.

The woman in the blue shirt was smiling and giving advice to the woman in the wheelchair, discussing how to prune the cuttings to look better.

After she finished speaking, she raised her head, and then she noticed Nan Xiuzhu and Nancy Zhu who quietly appeared at the gate.

The woman was a little surprised, and hurried forward to salute Nancy Zhu: "Your Majesty."

Then his eyes fell on Nan Xiuzhu behind him, and he stammered, "Respect... respect the king."

Nan Xizhu waved her hand to the woman, turned her head and said to Nan Xiuzhu, "This is Yan Ruyu, the daughter of General Yan. She often goes to the palace to accompany the emperor's grandmother."

Yan Ruyu looked at Nan Xiuzhu in disbelief, then turned to the woman in the wheelchair and said, "Xue Zhu, let's see who's coming!"

Apart from Nan Xuezhu's articulate speech, her hearing and eyesight are weaker than ordinary people's.She squinted her eyes and looked carefully at the door, first distinguishing Nancy Zhu's shining dragon robe.

"Brother?" she said uncertainly.

Yan Ruyu quickly walked a few steps, pushed Nan Xuezhu to the door, and said: "It's the emperor, and what's more, respect the king!"

Hearing the title King Jing, Nan Xuezhu was startled for a moment.Then she leaned forward and tried her best to see the people beside Nancy Zhu clearly.

Then she wet her eyes, her lips moved, and her voice trembled uncontrollably: "Brother..."

When there is a limit in the world, lovesickness is endless.

Every time Nan Xuezhu missed her brother, she would put a flower in it.When the flowers in the room are withered and withered, then put in some more.

When she was a child, she didn't understand those polite compliments. To her, her brother was like a flower, beautiful and gentle.No, brother is more beautiful than flowers.

After a brief chat with the Empress Dowager, Nan Xizhu thoughtfully created a long-lost time alone for the two brothers and sisters.Nan Xiuzhu pushed her younger sister back to her room, where more than half of the flowers had turned into dead branches.

He sat beside his sister, reaching out and gently smoothing her long hair.

How are you doing?Did anyone give you a hard time?Do you miss your brother?Nan Xiuzhu should have asked these questions.

But he suddenly didn't want to ask anything.A girl who is being watched by others, relying on poison to continue her life, even if she is well-clothed and well-fed, how can she live well.

But what can I say, this room is full of eyes and ears, watching every word and deed of the two brothers and sisters.

"I'm back, and I will never leave you again." Nan Xiuzhu said.

Nan Xuezhu cried and nodded, she stretched out her arms to hug Nan Xiuzhu, and sobbed softly in his arms.Sobbing? Children only cry when they are wronged.

It took a long time before Nan Xuezhu stopped crying, her eyes were red and swollen, she stared at Nan Xiuzhu carefully.Then he suddenly smiled.

She said, "Brother, you seem to be getting a little fat. It seems that you are doing well in Donglin."

"Really?" Nan Xiuzhu touched his face, "Have you gained weight?"

Nan Xuezhu nodded and said, "The face is a little rounder, but it doesn't affect my brother's beauty."

Nan Xiuzhu pampered his younger sister's nose, then said to the door, "Ah Ru."

Ah Ru is Nan Xiuzhu's personal maid and the only maid.

Ah Ru gently pushed the door and walked in, bowed to Nan Xiuzhu, and then Nan Xiuzhu said: "Bring some snacks."

Ah Ru quickly returned to the room with snacks and drinks.Nan Xiuzhu picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his sister's mouth, and said, "I don't know if I'm fat or not, but you've lost a lot of weight, eat more."

Nan Xuezhu ate the pastry in one gulp, then picked up a piece and stuffed it into his brother's mouth.Nan Xiuzhu smiled and took a bite, feeling something was wrong as soon as he ate it.

He covered his mouth and retched for a while, and then his face turned pale as if he was seriously ill.

"Brother!" Nan Xuezhu exclaimed.

Not long after, A Rujiao came to Yan Ruyu.Yan Ruyu studied medical theory since she was a child and was proficient in medical skills. The female family members in the palace were willing to ask her to help recuperate their bodies.

Nan Xiuzhu leaned on the couch with a look of lovelessness.This feeling of discomfort had started a few days ago, and the answer seemed to be coming, but he didn't want to believe it at all.

Yan Ruyu half-kneeled beside Nan Xiuzhu, stretched out two fingers to feel his pulse.Then her face changed suddenly, and the expression of being struck by lightning made Nan Xiuzhu's heart go cold instantly.

Yan Ruyu calmed down, and said: "No serious problem, the exhaustion of the boat and the failure to rest in time caused discomfort in the spleen and stomach. How about, how about I go to the palace tomorrow to treat the prince with acupuncture?"

"Ruyu hasn't married yet, is she so caring?" Before the person arrived, the voice came first.As soon as Nan Xizhu heard that Nan Xiuzhu was unwell, she rushed over quickly.

Yan Ruyu said without shame: "The imperial decree of marriage has been issued, so there is only a face-to-face cutscene. Can't the minister care about the body of the future husband?"

Nan Xizhu was amused by her upright look, and he nodded: "Yes, yes, you can live there."

Knowing that Nan Xiuzhu just had an upset stomach, Nan Xizhu left after sitting for a while.

Yan Ruyu casually poured a cup of sour plum soup to Nan Xiuzhu, and said, "Drink some of this first, and squeeze it."