Aotian's stunning concubine: Charming World Demon Eye

"Thank you, brother! I will!" Ling Xiaohan nodded, suppressing the excitement in his chest.

He just felt that he owed him another precious thing.

The first time was the throne, and the second time was a woman.

What he owes his elder brother will never be repaid...

Ling Chufeng patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Between brothers, why should we say thank you!"

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Nan Liyou went to the outside of the hall, ordered the maids to bring the pens and papers in, and then stood quietly among the flowers beside her, looking at the lush flowers, willows and greens in the garden, and fell into deep thought...

That scarlet figure added a unique touch to the garden.

When Ling Xiaohan came out from inside, he saw such a scene.

He stepped forward, put his hand on her shoulder casually, and asked softly, "What are you thinking about? So preoccupied?"

Nan Liyou glanced at the big hand on the right shoulder, without any anger, raised his eyes to the distant sky, and said lightly, "Did you finish the painting?"

"The drawing is finished!" Ling Xiaohan handed her the blueprint in his left hand, and continued: "When are you going to leave?"

"The sooner the better!" Nan Liyou narrowed his eyes and suddenly said, today is already the sixth day, and there are 24 days left, so there is no delay.

Ling Xiaohan was slightly startled, his lowered eyes were deep and indistinguishable, and he said for a long time: "Brother's body has just recovered, how about leaving in two days?"

Nan Liyou nodded, raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "Try to arrange it properly!"

After speaking, he raised his foot and walked forward...

Two days later, a luxurious carriage stopped at the gate of the palace.

"Xiaoqi, go early and come back early! I am waiting for you to come back so that the marriage can be done!" The queen said reluctantly, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Nan Liyou pursed her lips, not knowing how to answer, she just smiled lightly and patted her hand comfortingly.

"Brother Han, my body has also recovered now. The eldest brother will deliver the dowry for you safely!" Ling Chufeng patted his shoulder and said with a smile.

Ling Xiaohan nodded, and said, "Brother, thank you!"

"Okay, it's getting late, what's the matter when they come back!" said the emperor who had been silent and looked at them with a smile on his face.

Nan Liyou got into the carriage first, and Ling Xiaohan followed closely.

Bai Yin was already sitting in the carriage, and Yan Caiwu was holding a whip, looking like a fool.

Opening the curtain, Nan Liyou waved goodbye to the people behind him, the carriage started, and the figures behind him gradually faded away...

As soon as he left the gate of the city, the carriage stopped suddenly, the horse neighed loudly, and he heard Yan Caiwu cursing outside: "I'm sick! Don't rush here if you want to die!"

Nan Li frowned, and asked outside: "Little Wuzi, what's the matter?"

"Your Highness!" Outside the carriage, a female voice sounded softly.

Nan Liyou couldn't help but frowned even more, glanced at Ling Xiaohan lightly, and said with contempt: "I'm looking for you!"

Cursing secretly in his heart, this woman is really lingering, unexpectedly, she met at the gate of the city by such a coincidence.

Ling Xiaohan's face was also very ugly. He got up, opened the curtain of the car, and looked at the woman in front of the carriage with cold eyebrows.

"What are you doing here?" He stared at her coldly with his suddenly dark eyes, and even the atmosphere around him seemed to be frozen with a layer of ice.

"Your Highness, Luo Er is ordered to follow His Highness and serve His Highness!" Su Qianluo smiled coquettishly, ignoring the sinister look on his face.

"Get out!" Ling Xiaohan looked at her faintly, exuding a ghostly cold aura from his whole body.

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