The Southern Song Dynasty began with the apprenticeship of Huang Shang

Chapter 422 Mental Impairment
Nalan Yanran looked at Nalan Hideyoshi in horror, he felt that Ama was very strange to him today, as if he had never seen him before.

From childhood to adulthood, Nalan Hideyoshi loved Nalan Yanran in every possible way, holding it in his hand for fear of falling again, holding it in his mouth for fear of melting, no matter what request Nalan Yanran made, he would satisfy it.

Especially after the death of Nalan Yanran's mother, Nalan Hideyoshi concentrated all her love on Nalan Yanran, now not only did she hit her, but also her tone was cold, especially the eyes, as if looking at a stranger generally.

"Get ready, I'll send you to the Emperor's Mansion tomorrow!"

Nalan Hideyoshi said something coldly, turned and left.

"No, how could this be? It's not true!"

Nalan Yanran looked at the tightly closed door, her eyes were full of despair, and she shouted hoarsely.

Yang Chengye's eyes were fixed on Nalan Hideyoshi all the time, but the moment Nalan Hideyoshi left Nalan Yanran's room, he suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Yang Chengye searched for the place where Nalan Hideyoshi disappeared for a long time but couldn't find any clues, so he had to give up after a long time.

"Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"

The sound of Nalan Yanran's weeping could be heard in the room, it was miserable and unbearable.

Yang Chengye pondered for a moment, then resolutely opened the door and walked in.

Entering the room, the room is full of fragrance, exactly the same as the fragrance on Nalan Yanran's body, like musk deer, no wonder that Wanyan Jinshuo wants to sniff around Nalan Yanran like a dog's nose.

Nalan Yanran's room is decorated with red phoenixes and is warmly decorated, but it is a little worse than Meng Xian'er's boudoir.

Unaware of anyone coming in, Nalan Yanran just leaned against the corner and wept.

Yang Chengye walked slowly in front of Nalan Yanran, and said softly, "Miss Nalan, long time no see!"

Yang Chengye's voice is soft and soft, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

After hearing Yang Chengye's words, Nalan Yanran's delicate body trembled suddenly, and she raised a delicate face with pear blossoms in the rain.

"Brother Yang, is that you?"

"No, could it be an illusion, but why is the illusion so real?"

"It must be an illusion, it must be an illusion!"

Nalan Yanran raised her head to look at Yang Chengye, her eyes were full of confusion, her eyes were fixed on Yang Chengye without blinking.

"Miss Nalan, are you alright?"

Yang Chengye asked Nalan Yanran again.

Suddenly, Nalan Yanran's delicate body trembled violently. She heard it, she indeed heard Yang Chengye's voice, and immediately showed an incredulous look, her eyes filled with tears, and she raised her hand to touch Yang Chengye, but she realized that she was far away from him. He is so far away.

"Brother Yang, is it really you?"

Nalan Yanran whispered softly, "I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Yang Chengye noticed a gleam in Nalan Yanran's eyes, a gleam of brilliance in the ashes, this is not a good sign, it is obviously a precursor to mental damage.

Before he had time to think about it, Yang Chengye hugged Nalan Yanran by the waist, smelling the scent of musk on Nalan Yanran's body, he suddenly felt a little desire, but luckily he suppressed it forcibly.

Yang Chengye scolded himself secretly, how could he have such an idea.

Taking a deep breath, he placed Nalan Yanran on her bed, raised his hand and tapped her acupuncture points, streams of pure essence were slowly poured into her body, and at the same time, he performed the soul-shifting method to repair Nalan Yanran's acupuncture points. damaged mind.

This is a method that Yang Chengye comprehended from the Nine Yin Scriptures. The soul-shifting method can not only confuse people's minds, but also restore them.

After a long time, Yang Chengye withdrew his true essence, and at the same time untied Nalan Yanran's acupuncture points. Looking at Nalan Yanran who was deeply asleep, Yang Chengye could not help but sigh.

How hard did it take to become like this?

Looking at the way Nalan Hideyoshi treated her just now, Yang Chengye obviously felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Yang Chengye shook his head and was about to leave, but Nalan Yanran suddenly sat up, grabbed Yang Chengye's arm, and shouted at the same time: "Brother Yang, don't go, don't leave me!"

Hearing this, Yang Chengye was taken aback for a moment, and turned around to see Nalan Yanran staring at him with big eyes.

"Nalan..."

Yang Chengye was about to speak when there was a knock on the door suddenly, and at the same time a female voice came: "Miss, what's wrong with you? Are you having nightmares again?"

"Do you want a servant to go in and accompany you?"

Hearing this voice, Nalan Yanran hurriedly let go of Yang Chengye, gathered herself together, and said in the direction of the door: "No, go and rest!"

"Oh!"

The female voice replied: "The servant girl will go down, if you have any orders, please call the servant girl."

Nalan Yanran nodded and said, "Okay, I understand!"

After Nalan Yanran finished speaking, footsteps sounded outside, getting farther and farther away.

Yang Chengye confirmed that the people outside had left, so he nodded to Nalan Yanran.

"Brother Yang, why are you here?"

Seeing Yang Chengye nodding, Nalan Yanran knew that the danger was over, so she asked.

Yang Chengye said: "I came to Shangjing this time to save Xian'er."

Hearing this, Nalan Yanran's delicate body trembled, her face turned pale, she bit her red lips and asked, "Is Xian'er the same as Mrs. Yang?"

"Uh"

Yang Chengye was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Yes!"

Seeing that Yang Chengye actually admitted it, Nalan Yanran's face turned even paler, almost deathly pale.

Originally, Nalan Yanran still held a trace of fluke, but this fluke was instantly smashed to pieces by Yang Chengye.

Nalan Yanran had a wry smile on her lips, but she quickly adjusted her mentality.

Nalan Yanran laughed at herself: "That's right, brother Yang is from the Song Dynasty, and he is from the Jin Dynasty, so how can they be married?"

Regarding Nalan Yanran's psychology, Yang Chengye did not expect it at all. He has always regarded Nalan Yanran as a friend who can be talked with. This is not a problem for a modern person, but his behavior gave Nalan Yanran Lan Yanran gave a wrong signal.

Seeing Nalan Yanran whose expression kept changing, Yang Chengye was about to ask something, but was interrupted by Nalan Yanran.

"Brother Yang, do you think Mrs. Yang fell here?"

Nalan Yanran looked up at Yang Chengye and asked.

Yang Chengye shook his head, and told Nalan Yanran what he saw in the hidden prison cell when he entered Shangjing City and saw Qiu Qianren grabbing someone to come in here.

After listening to Yang Chengye's narration, Nalan Yanran suddenly exclaimed: "How could such a thing happen?"

"This is my own home. Doesn't he know what's in the house?"

After a long time, Nalan Yanran asked Yang Chengye: "Brother Yang, is what you said true?"

Yang Chengye nodded, and asked back, "Don't you believe what I said?"

Nalan Yanran hurriedly shook her head and said, "No, I just find it incredible."

(End of this chapter)