The Story of a Stroppy Princess

In the middle and lower reaches of the Minjiang River, the river is wide and flat, and the smoke is misty. (((Catino Novel Network www.wuxiaspot.com )))

The hillside trees on both sides of the bank are lush, the breeze is slightly lifted, and the scenery is picturesque.

Next to the green Tic-tac-toe terraces, there is a simple thatched hut next to a simple scarecrow. At this moment it is stopped early with clever birds, and from time to time flew into the rice fields and pecked at the newly formed tender valley Grain, the other side is placed in a simple crockery brick stove, which is cooking on top of it, producing smoke.

This place is about half a day away from the capital city. It is a village on the outskirts of the capital city. The villagers in these areas are simple, diligent, and hospitable.

Suddenly there was an anxious and pleasant cry in the thatched house: "My son, my son, are you awake?" It was a middle-aged village woman who said this.

"Um." A murmur of a difficult voice, Nangong Ai finally opened his eyes after four days, the first feeling was pain, and the whole body seemed to fall apart.

"I finally woke up. I'll go to the master, Liuzi, and help you look at it quickly." The village woman ran out happily and called to the middle-aged man who smoked a hookah.

"That boy woke up? Okay, okay, you go quickly, he's right by the river." The man who called Liuzi quickly put down the hookah and ran to the thatched house.

Nangong Yan opened his eyes, and suddenly found that one eyelid's eyelids were uncomfortable, incompletely opened, and hurt a lot. I don't know what happened? But his mind immediately rushed into everything before him. He fell off the cliff and was immediately washed out by the raging waves after falling into the river. The water was very fast. Even if he was watery, he could only follow the waves. Then he was caught by the river. He was dizzy and swollen, and was finally rushed out of a high wave in the vaguely, and then fell down severely, after which he knew nothing.

Why did Mo Wushuang's silver whip slip? He clearly saw that the knot around his waist was a dead knot. Why?

Huayue Ling's frightened eyes were imprinted in his mind, and she cried with heartbreaking shouts that he heard, did she care about him a little? Afraid he's dead?

Where is this Nangong's hazy eyes slowly became clear.

"My son, my son, come and drink some water." The strange man's voice made him frown, and he was passively filled with water, and found that his throat was much better.

The environment in front of him surprised him. He didn't know the man in front of him, why he looked so strangely at him, as if there were flowers on his face.

"Linger." Nangong Yan wanted to speak, only to find that he didn't seem to have the ability to speak out. It seemed that he was badly hurt.

"Son, here is the 'Siege Village' on the Minjiang River. You were washed down from the upper reaches. An old man rescued you and let you recuperate with us." Liuzi explained.

"Old, old?" Nangong Aya was very vague.

"Well, it's a god-like person. My lady has already invited him, and he's on the riverfront in front. Son, how are you, does it hurt?" Liu Zi cared.

"Hmm." Nangong Hyun tried to move, but he let out his pain.

"My son, you are very hurt. Don't move around. You are hungry. I'll get some porridge." Liu Zi's eyebrows are creased, his eyes are full of unbearable color, which makes Nangong Yan very strange. Is it so miserable?

"Thank you, thank you." Nangong Yan increasingly found that he was wrong, what happened to his eyelids, why it was not so high, and why was he uncomfortable on his left face?

I wanted to move my hands, only to find that my two hands had been fixed by the stick, but I could n’t bend, and I broke my arm and moved my foot. Fortunately, I can move it.

I can't help but think of the scene where I fell down, why did the knot end slip away? There is only one reason, that is, someone solved it, this person is Mo Wushuang.

Nan Gongyu thought of this, and his heart was extremely mad, and he didn't know if his speculation was right, but this was the only explanation. Suddenly thought that Mo Wushuang almost slipped off the standing stone before, Linger thought he was himself. Did he push him down?

Nangong Yu's heart is getting colder and colder. If so, then the person Mo Moshuang is too deep and terrible.

Then I thought of Hua Yueling. Mo Wushuang loved Hua Yueling. It was certain. Was he afraid that he would steal Hua Yueling and kill him? Did he say that fair competition turned into ruthless framing?

While Nangong Yun was meditating, the Master of Suffering Rings drifted in with a smile. The gray robe, long white snow and white hair and white eyebrows surprised Nangong Yun.

"Master, master." He never expected that this old man was his master.

"Hello, don't you feel better?" Master Suerjie nodded smiling at the peasant woman and walked in slowly.

"I, I hurt." Nangong Ai still spoke very fragile.

"Well, taking these pills first can relieve your pain and repair your wounds earlier, but," Master Sujie took out a small bottle and poured three pills for Nangongyu to swallow first. I gave it to him, so he woke up in four days, shook his head, and the child was really troubled.

"But?" Nangong Yan looked at Master Suijie in surprise, he never saw the master tangled.

"Yi Er, although the master can save your life, your face master is powerless." The bitter ring still said, but the master prepared this for you. After the bitter ring master finished, a delicate silver mask appeared in his hand. .

Nangong was full of horror, and the hand with the stick tied wanted to move, but couldn't move.

"Hey, don't be too sad, these are God's will, hey." Suijie looked at his half-faced handsome face with pain in his heart. Now he has applied a good plaster for him, so it's finished. The scar, but no skin, was rugged from the forehead down the corner of the eye, like a sloppy cricket until the edge of his nose.

how come? Nangong Yu now only has such an idea, is n’t it too cruel?

"Sir, skin is something outside of you. The most important thing is that you are still alive."

Nangong Kun was motionless, not even turning his eyes, staring at the silver mask on Master Sujie's hand, and couldn't believe that he needed to wear this thing. What if Linger saw his face? He didn't dare to imagine that if he thought he would die, he could go back and protect his Linger, but if he became like this, would it be OK?

"Hey, you haven't died this time. There is a reason for your teacher to find a new internal force in your body. Where did you get it from?" Bitter ring frowned.

Nangong Yu was still worried about her face loss. With this question, her eyes looked at his master weakly, thinking of the yin and yang holy pond, and suddenly her eyes brightened. Can the hot spring there cure his face?

Suffering from the puzzle, why Nangong Yan seemed surprised, frowning at him.

And Nangong Yu wondered if he should tell the master? No, this is the secret between him and Linger. He can only wait for himself to be hurt. When he goes there, thinking of this hope, he is relieved.

"Master, neither do I. I don't know. I ate and ate a fruit." Nangong Ai said in a vague voice.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it, take a break first, don't worry, this internal force is very powerful, maybe you are blessed because of disaster." Master Sujie looked at him kindly.

"Yeah, but you can't merge them together." Nangong Yan was trying to ask this question.

"Don't worry about it, you will gradually merge with yourself." Master Sujie smiled mysteriously, "Yes, none of you can be found in these four days in Beijing, so everyone thinks you are no longer in the world, but the emperor Bian Wei has already explained, you do not have to worry. "

"Ah!" He died? So how did he go back?

"Yier, I ask you for your teacher, but this time you fell off the cliff, is it related to Mo Wushuang?" Suddenly Suddenly Suddenly became heavy.

Nangong won't even know this, right?

As soon as the bitter ring saw his expression, he knew, sighed in his heart, and sure enough, the one that came would still come.

"Master, Wushuang him," Nangong Yan dare not say.

"Hey, these teachers are inconvenient to say more, wait for your injury, you should go to discover it yourself, don't worry, everything must be careful." Bitter ring eyes looked at Nangong Yan carefully.

"Tuer understands, thank you Master." Nangong Yan was so heavy that he would understand. Now the only thing he was worried about was Ling Er. This 'death' didn't interfere with her and Mo Wushuang. He was afraid that in case Mo Wushuang was really such a terrible person, how could he look at Ling Er and him? together? ...

In the capital punishment department, Huayue Ling was sitting in her private room in a dark blue costume. Looking at the reports of the crimes in these days, her face was cold and beautiful.

"Sister, why are you here? Don't take a few days off?" Hua Yujin looked worriedly at her sister who seemed to have changed again. Hua Yueling's small face was bright and clear, her facial features were more refined, and the whole was holy. .

"Things haven't been completed, and I can't fail my duty. Is there any news from Wang Ye?" Hua Yueling looked up at Hua Yujin.

"Sister, I've searched it all, there is no trace of the three kings." Hua Yujin pained for her.

"Well, no news is good news." Huayue Ling firmly believed that he was alive.

Hua Yujin said, "Brother Mo hasn't been here for several days. Sister, don't you go and see him?"

Huayue Ling shook softly, "Do you know where he is now?"

"He's on the 9th floor. Xiaomi has gone back. I heard that Hong Bo has also returned. Sister, what happened between you and him? Hasn't it been good before?" Hua Yujin tangled.

"Yu Jin, you do n’t understand many things. It is no longer possible between me and Wushuang. I am sorry for him. If you are free at noon, go and see him with your sister." Hua Yueling is still very worried about Mo Wushuang, After all, he brutally hurt a man who loved her.

"Oh, okay." Hua Yujin nodded, although he didn't know why, but he could see that the sister seemed to care more about the three kings, hey.

Huayue Ling nodded and continued to work, thinking of killing so many brothers in the dark castle because of her kindness, she blame herself. Fortunately, the spies also died a lot. Together with the Canglong group, they are all headless, and there is no assassination. Have a chance to catch your breath.

"Miss, the housekeepers of the Three Kings' Palace are asking for a meeting."

For a moment, Huayue Ling got up and went out, seeing Liu Cai coming in with a sad look.

"Princess, prince him?" Liu Cai's eyes were hazy.

"Butler, you don't need to worry. Regardless of the rumors outside, I believe Wang Ye must be alive. He may not be able to recover from the injury, and the palace is still the same, I will go back tonight." Huayue Ling comforted.

Liu Cai's eyes brightened, "The princess is coming back to live?"

"Well, I'm the three princesses, and naturally I will go back to live. We will wait for Wang to come back together." Huayue Ling smiled at him.

"Okay, okay, princess, then, the slave went back to Zhang Luo first." Liu Cai burst into tears, and the three kings finally won the beauty, but where is he now?