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Chapter 46 The Princess of the Hall (15)

Looking at such a young man, Yun Beimo's heart skipped a beat, he actually wanted to bully her again and make her cry in front of him...

The white cheeks were flushed, and the translucent eyes were filled with water mist. It is best to call out softly, brother...

Yun Beimo felt that he had some problems.

He, who has always been emotionally indifferent, actually had some indescribable images in the young man's mind...

He doesn't really have a broken sleeve, does he?

But now there is no time to think about this, Yun Beimo adjusted his breathing, squatted down on one knee, held the boy's calf with one hand, and took off her shoes with the other...

Nan Xing moved, but didn't struggle, she had given up, and it didn't look like he was going to do something indescribable.

She took off her shoes smoothly, and went to untie her tightly tied cloud socks.

Under the dim candlelight, the boy's feet were fair and delicate, his nails glowed a healthy pink color, and his toes moved uncomfortably, inexplicably cute.

A man, how come his feet are so small?He could hold it in one hand.

Yun Beimo was puzzled, but didn't say anything. He looked at her ankle, "As expected."

"what?"

"Brother Jiuhuang, where's your birthmark?" Yun Beimo looked up at her, still holding her little foot.

"Ah this..." Nan Xing was stunned.

It seemed that when she buried the boy, she found that he had a birthmark on his left foot, but she didn't expect Yun Beimo to know it.

Sure enough?

Did he find out long ago?

Then why didn't he dismantle her?What does he want?

There were too many questions, Nan Xing didn't know what to say for a while, so he opened his mouth, "I, I'm not..."

Yun Beimo interrupted her and prevented her from continuing, "This is what my father told me, except for the double dragon jade pendant, which is the bamboo leaf-shaped birthmark."

"But I didn't." Nan Xing's voice was very small.

Yun Beimo rubbed her soft and cute little feet with soft eyes, "No, you have."

With a light snap of his fingers, a man in black pushed open the door and walked in, followed by a man in white.

Two people, one black and one white, were expressionless. At night, they looked like black and white impermanence.

Dongli brought people to him, "Master, then I'll go down first."

Yun Beimo nodded and said to the man in white, "Dongyu, come here."

"Yes, master."

Yun Beimo let go of her feet and let her lean on the head of the bed halfway. "Take a bamboo leaf birthmark on her ankle."

"Okay." Dong Yu didn't say much, and he had to start when he picked up the tool.

"Wait a moment."

Dong Yu glanced at him inexplicably, "What's wrong, master?"

"Cough, take it easy." The boy was young, and he was afraid that he couldn't bear the pain.

Dong Yu nodded and started to do it...

Although Dong Yu's hand was already very light, Nan Xing still felt pain, but she could endure it.

The young man bit his lip, and her delicate lower lip was quickly bitten by her. Sweat dripped from his forehead, and he held back his words.

Compared to the danger of being discovered, this pain is nothing.

Yun Beimo felt a little distressed, soothed the boy, "It'll be alright soon."

Dong Yu worked very carefully and quickly, a small bamboo leaf was stabbed in a short time, wiped off the blood beads, and took out a box of ointment from his arms to wipe it on her.

As soon as it was opened, Yun Beimo, who had been beside him, said, "Go down, I'll come."

Dong Yu packed up his tools and went out silently.

Yun Beimo sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed a little ointment on her ankle with her fingers...

The voice was a little warm, "This ointment is very effective, no one will see it tomorrow."

It was almost a swipe of ointment, and Nan Xing's ankle felt much better, and a trace of coolness penetrated into it to neutralize the hot pain.

"Thank you." Nan Xing thanked him sincerely.

Although I don't know why he helped her hide it, and why he was so kind to her...

Yun Beimo looked at her, the boy's eyes were bright and he showed a bright smile to him.

Yun Beimo lost his eyes for a while, lowered his head in silence and continued to wipe the ointment for her.

My heart is beating...

An inexplicable affection entangled him, so that he could not break free, and could no longer escape.

Admit it, Yun Beimo, you have fallen in love with the young man in front of you.

Maybe when she stared at him angrily, maybe when she smiled at him, maybe when she called him brother, maybe earlier...

He treated her differently from others.

"The real ninth prince is gone. When I met him, he was being chased by men in black. They had poison on their swords. I couldn't save him. He gave me the jade pendant and asked me to give it to the emperor. It's gone, I buried him and joined the army, I didn't know he was the Ninth Prince..."

Yun Beimo lightly curled the corners of her lips, she could explain to him, does that mean...she already trusts him in her heart?

The boy's voice was low, and it was obvious that the failure to save people had frustrated her.

"It's okay, it's not your fault."

"But I... robbed him of his identity."

"It's okay, you have done your best to save him, and you also let him avoid being a lonely ghost."

Yun Beimo's voice was gentle, "I'll help you." Whatever you want...

What about the broken sleeve, anyway, he Yun Beimo never cared about other people's opinions.

"Have a good rest, don't think too much, I will solve the matter tomorrow."

Nan Xing felt that a certain prince was very wrong now. Although he was very kind to her before, he was always teasing her, and there were very few times when he was so gentle.

But I don't know that a certain prince now understands his feelings. He used to tease his younger brother, but now he is to his daughter-in-law. Can it be the same?

My hands are so cold: the anchor was caught off guard when this vest fell off 23333

Has it ever existed: The third prince should have discovered it from the beginning.

Hairy blood is prosperous times: Yes, yes, this third prince looks very powerful.

Nanxing: "..."

Her little vest was taken off, but the barrage was quite excited.

If Yun Beimo found out at the beginning, wouldn't it be... always teasing her and watching her play.

snort!Excessive!

But he was also helping her hide it, and told her about the current situation, what exactly did he want to do...

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The next day.

Nan Xing woke up early in the morning and looked at his ankle, there was a small red bamboo leaf on his fair skin.

It didn't hurt at all. Nan Xing reached out and touched it. It was very natural. He couldn't tell that it was stabbed yesterday, just like a birthmark.

"Knock knock!"

Before she got up, someone knocked on the door, and Nan Xing went to open the door.

Today, a certain prince is wearing a blue robe with a cross-collar, and there are faint golden lines on it. It is luxurious. He wears a dark blue cloak. The fur collar on the cloak has a faint luster, and it looks special. Well, the waist-length hair is tied up, and the white jade hair crown is engraved with delicate auspicious cloud patterns.

Seeing her, her star-like eyes lit up, and the corners of her lips tickled lightly, "Little Jiangnan, is your brother looking good today?"

Like a flower peacock eager to show itself, it is about to turn around.

Sao bag.

Nan Xing complained silently in his heart, although it was really beautiful...

Nodding without a trace, a certain prince's eyes brightened, and the smile on his lips never came down.

"Wash up, Xiao Jiangnan." I still have business to do today.

Yun Beimo walked in, and the little servants behind him followed them with their heads bowed.

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　　And I want to explain the status of replacing the prince, that is, if the heroine does not save the prince, the prince will be exposed to the wilderness and become a lonely ghost. The heroine has tried her best, but she also does not know medicine. The death of the prince is inevitable. , and it wasn't because of the heroine. The heroine had to replace him as a last resort. I can't say whether she did it right or wrong, but what I wrote was sweet pet writing, sweet sweet and refreshing. Enough qwq There are some places I can't do anything about it, after all I'm just the protagonist's mother

　　

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