Chapter 88
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The palace!

As soon as Nangong Yanchen got out of the carriage, he couldn't wait to get out of the carriage. Han Xiao looked at him anxiously, and felt even more frightened and apprehensive in his heart.

She kept spinning the cells in her brain, thinking of ways to stop his next move.

Nangong Yanchen got out of the carriage and saw that the beauty hadn't got out of the sedan chair, so she raised the curtain of the car anxiously: "Xiaoxiao."

He stretched out his powerful palm, as if he wanted to hold her for the rest of her life.

Han Xiao looked at his palms with orderly lines, not knowing whether to stretch out his hands or what.

Nangong Yanchen was only thinking about how to say that Han Xiao ate clean, but she never noticed the strangeness on her face.

Seeing her not moving, he thought she was shy, and held her small hand in his big hand, with a slight force, she was brought into his strong embrace.

"My lord." Han Xiaonuo shouted.

At this time, Nangong Yanchen can only be described as a monkey, eager and urgent.

Nangong Yanchen picked up Han Xiaoheng and walked quickly towards the palace.

It was the first time that the servant at the side saw the prince so anxious, and he couldn't see the princess's expression clearly. He thought that the princess was injured and something serious happened.

"My lord, do you want me to invite the imperial doctor?" The servant was thinking of flattering her, but unexpectedly...

"Get lost." Nangong Yanchen growled angrily.

That eye sees that someone is hurt, and even if it is hurt, it is hurt that you cannot see.

That means he is about to suffocate into an internal injury.

……

Nangong Yanchen almost ran and hugged Han Xiao into the Hanmo Pavilion. He kicked the door open, ignoring people's eyes, and didn't look at the open door, anyway, no one would dare to come in and peep.

Han Xiao was placed on the bed by Nangong Yanchen, a black shadow rushed towards her, and she almost instinctively moved to the side to hide.

"Xiaoxiao..." Nangong Yanchen's voice was hoarse, extremely sexy.

But at this time, Han Xiao was in the mood to appreciate his beautiful voice, and only thought about who could save her once, and she agreed with her heart.

I promise with my heart.

"My lord, the door, the door is not closed yet." Han Xiao looked around and was even more surprised when she saw the open door.

Nangong Yanchen turned around to close the door, and turned around again, Han Xiao had already got off the bed, looking at him warily.

Nangong Yanchen asked coldly: "Han Xiao, what do you mean?"

Han Xiao swallowed, and said tremblingly, "My lord, I'm not feeling well."

Anyway, before she was sure of having him in her heart, she would never give herself up like this.

"Han Xiao, you promised me." Nangong Yanchen held back, but now he was angry again, making him even more uncomfortable, and wanted to find a point.

Han Xiao shook his head: "My lord, the concubine agreed to you before, but it was just..."

"Is it an expedient measure?" Nangong Yanchen was furious, he asked through gritted teeth.

Han Xiao didn't answer, but her promise before was indeed a stopgap measure.

She didn't respond, Nangong Yanchen took her as acquiescing, and slapped the wooden table beside her: "Han Xiao, you're playing tricks on me."

Seeing that Nangong Yanchen was angry, Han Xiao was also angry, and raised his head and chest: "I'm not kidding you, but I don't want to just leave it to you."

"You don't want to hand it over to me?" Nangong Yanchen approached step by step: "Then who do you want to hand it over to? Situ Qingyu?"

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