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Chapter 47 The Princess of the Hall (16)

After Nan Xing finished washing, Yun Beimo picked up the clothes held by a servant, "Wear this, Xiao Jiangnan."

It is a dress of the same color as Yunbei Mo, but without the gorgeous cloak outside.

Nan Xing took it, but did not put it on immediately, but looked at him and then at the servant.

Yun Bei Mo nodded clearly and said to the servant, "You all go down."

The little servants went out one by one, and closed the door carefully.

Nan Xing looked at a certain prince who was still here shamelessly, speechless...

A certain prince smiled, "What's the matter, little Jiangnan?"

Nan Xing held his clothes expressionlessly, "I want to change."

So... why are you still here? !

"You change it, my brother is not an outsider."

Hearing this, Nan Xing pursed his lips. Forget it, he was kind to her, bear with it.

Moreover, she was wearing underwear, and ordinary people couldn't find her.

So he handed the clothes to Yun Beimo, "Hold it for me."

Reaching out to unfasten the belt, a certain prince stared at her without blinking, his gaze was too warm...

The sense of substitution is too strong, she feels that she is now a big drumstick, especially delicious and fragrant, a certain prince is eyeing it.

Nanxing: "..."

The young man looked at him angrily, "What have you been staring at?" Haven't you seen anyone change their clothes?

Yun Beimo didn't answer, but commented: "Xiao Jiangnan, you are too thin." It was obviously the same gender and the same body structure, but he just wanted to see it inexplicably.

If Nan Xing is a girl now, she can justly say that he is playing a hooligan, but the key is that she is now a man to the outside world.

Glancing at him angrily, he took the clothes and put them on...

The dress was more gorgeous than anything she had ever worn before, which meant it was more difficult to wear.

Nan Xing wore it for a long time, and finally Yun Beimo stepped forward to help her get dressed.

His Royal Highness, the third prince, who has never served anyone since childhood, helped her organize her clothes with gentle eyes, and patted her arm, "Raise your hand."

Nan Xing opened his arms obediently, and Yun Beimo held her half in his arms and tied the belt for her...

The fresh and elegant scent on his body was in his breath, the soft fur collar rubbed against her face, it was fluffy and itchy, and Nan Xing was a little stunned, so that his IQ did not go online in time, and Yun Beimo was allowed to take advantage of her.

This belt seems to have been worn for a long time, the boy has been standing obediently, Yun Bei touched the boy's small waist without a trace, it felt good, and hooked the corner of his lips in satisfaction.

That's right, he did it on purpose, he wanted to slowly let her get used to his closeness.

When the boy did not regain his senses, he let go of her, picked up the silver hair crown on the table and put it on the boy.

The young man's long hair was half-tied, and wearing a hair crown added a touch of warmth.

Yun Beimo smiled and praised, "What a handsome little boy!"

Mainly wearing clothes of the same color as him, all the decorations on the boy's body were carefully prepared by him, just like his name was on it.

This person belongs to Yun Beimo.

Nan Xing touched the hair crown on his head uncomfortably, tilted his head, inexplicably cute.

Yun Beimo now thinks that she is cute in everything she does, and this young man has a fatal attraction to him.

Even if she doesn't have any thoughts about him now, he must get what Yun Beimo likes.

He's not in a hurry, he doesn't care about other people's opinions, but the boy is not necessarily, he has to take it slow, otherwise it will scare her.

"Royal father is getting older now, and he cares more and more about family affection. You just need to be obedient, and I will take care of the rest."

Yun Beimo's voice was soft, "I'm ready for blood confession or something, don't be nervous, just do it with confidence."

Nan Xing nodded, "Thank you, brother."

Although Yun Beimo was not very happy, he still said: "Call me the third emperor brother in front of outsiders in the future, and my brother in private." It's just her brother.

"Ok."

In fact, Nan Xing still has a lot of problems. The biggest problem is why he is so kind to her. This is the crime of deceiving the king.

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When Nan Xing and Yun Bei Mo entered the palace, it happened to be just before the early dynasty, and the ministers had just come out of the hall one by one.

And Yun Beimo struttingly took Nan Xing into the palace in a sedan chair. When passing by some ministers, the ministers hurriedly saluted and let Yun Beimo's sedan chair pass before getting up.

A gray-bearded old minister shook his head and sighed.

A minister next to him asked, "Mr. Li, what's the matter?"

The old minister known as Li Taifu did not answer, and the ministers next to him began to speak in twos and threes, except for a few older ministers.

"Isn't it His Royal Highness the Third Prince who just passed by?"

"It should be, only the third highness can enter the palace without notification, and can also sit in a sedan chair."

"The emperor values ​​the third highness so much, why does the third highness..."

"I heard that the Third Highness was also extremely intelligent when he was young, but now... ah!"

"I heard that it has something to do with the concubine of the Third Highness."

"I heard that the emperor was..."

When Mrs. Li heard this, her eyes narrowed, "It's not easy for you to sit in your current position, why don't you know what to say or not to say?"

The ministers just woke up like a dream, yes, talking about the royal secrets and letting the emperor know, but they will lose their heads.

Mrs. Li snorted coldly and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Royal study.

The emperor is over half a century old this year, and he still looks very imposing. He can faintly see the splendor of the year.

Nan Xing knelt below, his head drooping slightly.

Yun Beimo stood beside her, pursed her thin lips, her eyes were dim, and she was a little unhappy.

How can a young man kneel to others, his people should get the best treatment in this world.

After reading a memorial, the emperor looked at the boy kneeling on the ground and said, "Are you Yi'er?"

Yi'er was the nickname given to him by the mother of the ninth prince. Yun Beimo told her all about it on the way. Nan Xing nodded and said respectfully, "Go back to the emperor, yes."

"Look up and let me see."

Nan Xing obediently raised his head, and the emperor swept his eyes sharply. In fact, the memory of that year was already blurred. He no longer remembered what that woman looked like, but he just didn't want the royal blood to stay outside.

"Get up."

Hearing the emperor's order, Nan Xing stood up.

The emperor explained something to the inner servant beside him, and the inner servant brought a bowl of water after a while...

Sure enough, he was about to drop blood to recognize his relatives. Nan Xing glanced at Yun Beimo uneasily, and Yun Beimo winked at her.

Nan Xing lightly hooked the corners of his lips, it's time to discharge.

But she also relaxed a little, he was ready, she believed him.

"Yi'er, come here."

The emperor called her, Nan Xing walked over, consciously picked up the knife and cut his finger, a drop of bright red blood fell into the clear water, and slowly merged with the drop of blood inside...

The emperor saw this scene, his eyes softened a lot, after all, it is his own blood, "In the future, you will be called Yun Beiyi."

(End of this chapter)