Chapter 179 Gentle Madness
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It seems that the Ouchi Imperial Palace is her home.

The stiffness on Ye Junchen's face dissipated, and a gentle smile soon returned: "Miss Nan, if you don't mind, you can take my carriage later. If your father asks, I will explain."

Nan Si didn't raise her head, she just looked at the young man in front of her.

Ye Junling's eyes darkened obviously after hearing what the eldest prince said, and after a moment of silence, he nodded and hummed.

Maybe he didn't know what he meant by nodding his head at this time.

He even completely ignored, who is the girl?Is it true that she can go to the palace if she says so?

But the girl in front of him seemed to have a kind of courage and coercion that made people obey involuntarily, so that people didn't even have the strength to resist under her eyes.

Ye Junling lowered his eyes, staring at the drugged palm, the color of the eyes was dim.

"Isn't Miss Nan too naive?" Yin Cheng came back to his senses at this moment, and smiled coldly, "The one in front of you is the Seventh Prince, and although he is indeed a prince, the little girl will not really think that she is a prince. Is it valuable? This eldest prince is the eldest son, and he has weight in speaking in front of the emperor. Even if a little girl wants to gain power and wealth, she should find a real nobleman. Don't hug the wrong leg and regret it later .”

"Yes, Nan Xiaomei, the status of the eldest prince is the most honorable one." A dandy boy next to him said, "If you really want to enter the palace, you still have to ride in the carriage of the eldest prince, otherwise even if you can enter the palace, I am afraid that the Seventh Prince I can't protect you either."

Nan Si's eyes swept slightly, her voice was weak and tired: "Which one of you sees that I need his protection?"

The two dudes were stunned for a moment.

"Seventh brother." Ye Junchen's eyes dimmed, and he looked at Ye Junling indifferently, "When students are in class, caring for their own books is the same as respecting teachers. You can't even protect your own books. Have the slightest awe of knowledge?"

Ye Junling didn't speak, his snow sculpture-like profile was indifferent and alienated.

"Seventh Brother," Ye Junchen's face turned cold, and his tone became more depressed, "I'm talking to you."

"If Your Highness the First Prince wants to know the truth, maybe I can help." Nan Si stood up, her eyes casually glanced at the few playboys around, "Do you want me to order everyone who just tore up the Seventh Prince's book?" Come out and let the Tai Tuo judge?"

The girl's voice was lazy, with a tired indifference, completely unlike what a girl of her age should look like.

There is a point of frivolity in laziness.

However, it still looks gentle and moving.

Qingcheng's complexion seemed to be glowing with dazzling light, making people reluctant to look away.

A few dandy boys stared at her little face obsessively, and it took a while to realize what she said, and their faces froze by coincidence.

Tear up the book?

She actually saw it?

when?
Ye Junchen squinted his eyes, looking at her with a little more inquiry.

"Today is my first day at the academy. Logically speaking, I should make a good impression on my master." Nan Si raised a half-smile at the corner of her mouth, "So don't bother me anymore, or I want you to look good."

The young man reading a book behind him moved his fingertips slightly, raised his eyes unconsciously, and stared at the girl's delicate and picturesque eyebrows.

Obviously just a girl.

It looks so young, only eleven or twelve years old.

The body is so delicate, it looks like it will run away when the wind blows.

The imposing manner in his brows and eyes reveals a bone-piercing coldness, like an arrogance that doesn't put anyone in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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