Chapter 1748 It's Not Yours
"Princess is serious. You are the king, and your subordinates are ministers. Why do you like it or not? The subordinates used to do their duty to teach the princess, that's all." Song Hantian cupped his hands indifferently.

Nuo Nuo burst into tears, "Then let me ask you, the assassin kidnapped me, and you chased me back for two days and two nights. You almost died, and it was also because of the monarch and minister? You made a whip for me, too. Junchen? You secretly hid snacks for me because of Junchen?"

"Yes!" Song Hantian said with indifference in his eyes, "My subordinates have always treated the princess with nothing but monarchs, ministers, masters and apprentices. If there is even a little bit of it, the sky will be struck by lightning, and I will die a good death. I will be alone forever in this life!"

"Don't you really like it a little bit?" Nuo Nuo's eyes were red, trying to hold back tears. "It's because I'm a princess, or because

Your family is a criminal minister, when the great-grandpa committed the crime of exterminating the Song family? "

Song Hantian didn't say anything, Nuoxuo got angry, "Song Hantian, you bastard, a coward, a coward, and an annoying guy. That was done by my great-grandfather. If you have a grievance and hate you should go to him to confront him. If you have the ability, you Go to the imperial mausoleum to make trouble! Besides, even though your Song family is a scapegoat, you also participated in it!"

"It's not because of this, the princess. The princess should know that I, Pei Ning, grew up as a childhood sweetheart. I like Pei Ning. This time I resign from His Majesty because I intend to marry Pei Ning."

"Song Hantian, I'll give you one last chance. You can say you don't like me, you can be angry, but don't regret it! I'm the first princess. Is there anyone I like? It's not up to you!"

Song Hantian was silent for a moment, looked at her, and handed her the whip he picked up just now, "Princess, please go back, I like Peining from beginning to end."

Nuo Nuo reached out and threw the whip in his hand, and tears finally fell, "Song Hantian, you and I stop here, since we are going to break it, we should break it cleanly, I don't want to break things that I don't know. take."

The whip fell to the ground, Nuo Nuo was dressed in a red dress, turned around and left gracefully.

Song Hantian stood there for a long time before he bent down and picked up the whip on the ground.

There are many whips for riding horses, but few of them are as delicate as this. The maroon whips are woven with some gold thread. The workmanship is exquisite, and it is very light to hold in the hand. It does not hurt the horse when it is hit on the horse's back. .

Recalling when the little girl in red was riding the horse, she always just patted the horse's back with her hands, and said to him very distressed, "You hit it so loudly, the horse doesn't feel hurt or wronged, it's already running hard, Still get beaten!"

So he specially made her a riding whip, and she happily held it in the sun, saying that it was the happiest gift she had ever received.Happier than the Ye Mingzhu her father gave her.

When he was 12 years old, he took her out to ride a horse, and finally met an assassin. Four or five assassins were all top experts. It was only when she was dying that she was taken back from the assassin.

Over the years, he has forgotten whether he was afraid of losing his official position or hurting Song Tianqi who adopted him, or was he really worried that she would be in danger?

Picking up the whip, I felt that the sun was a little big, and I felt dizzy for a moment.

Pei Ning rushed over, "Is the general okay, the princess is embarrassing for the general."

Song Hantian shook his head, "It's okay, anyway, I'm also her former tutor, so the princess won't be in trouble." Silently putting away the whip in his hand, he turned around and said, "Go back."

(End of this chapter)

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