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Chapter 147 148 Brother He, is that sister your wife?

Chapter 147 148 Brother He, is that sister your wife?
A familiar name came over his head. Nangong Yingxin stretched out his hand to slightly block the light that hit his eyes, squinting his eyes to see the person hugging him clearly, a little inconceivable: "He? Brother He?"

Fei Yu was also slightly taken aback when he saw the face of the woman in his master's arms.is her?
"Xin'er, what's going on with you?" He Yixiao looked at the woman in his arms very puzzled, and then glanced at Fei Yu.

Fei Yu sensed his master's gaze, and immediately retracted the sword in his hand without leaving a trace.

"Me?" Nangong Yingxin raised his head to look at the ancient tree above his head, broke away from He Yixiao's arms in embarrassment, and pointed to the ancient tree.

He Yixiao and Fei Yu looked at the ancient tree in confusion, not understanding what Nangong Yingxin meant.

"I accidentally fell asleep on it just now..." Nangong Yingxin's words were very calm, as if telling others that she had just fallen asleep in the room.

However, listening to Nangong Yingxin's words, the two people in front of them looked at the woman who spoke in disbelief: "And then?"

Feeling embarrassed to be stared at by He Yixiao and Fei Yu, Nangong Yingxin lowered her head and straightened her clothes: "Then, a bird woke me up, and I forgot that I was on a tree, so... Then it was what you saw."

Fei Yu looked at the image of the woman in front of him, and listened to what she said, he couldn't laugh or cry.However, Why Xiao was calmer than Fei Yu, anyway, this was not the first time he encountered such a situation.Every time she appears, there will always be amazing situations that make people caught off guard.

"Did you get hurt, Xin'er?" Although the explanation of this matter was still a bit unacceptable, He Yixiao had recovered and stretched out his hand to remove the leaves that fell on Nangong Yingxin.

"Me? It's okay!" Nangong Yingxin looked at the man in front of him as if nothing could happen to her.

"Really?"

"Really! If you don't believe me, look!" In order to prove that she was completely fine, Nangong Yingxin turned around in a normal manner.

However, after turning around, Nangong Yingxin realized that she was standing in front of a man in a very embarrassing situation: just to climb a tree, her long sleeves were rolled up, her wide and winding skirt was pulled up and tied in a knot, her shoes I don't know where to throw it, and I stand on the ground with bare feet...

After turning around, Nangong Yingxin realized her current image, smiled awkwardly, and stuck out her tongue mischievously.

"You!" He Yixiao stared at Nangong Yingxin as if watching a play, but smiled helplessly at her ghostly appearance, squatted down and grabbed Nangong Yingxin's skirt.

"Brother He..." Looking at He Yixiao's appearance, Nangong Yingxin backed away slightly, a little embarrassed.

"Are you planning to keep this look?" Seeing Nangong Yingxin dodging, He Yixiao took a step closer to her, without feeling anything impolite, and squatted directly in front of Nangong Yingxin , carefully helping Nangong Yingxin untie the knot on the skirt.

"I..." Nangong Yingxin shook her head.It is estimated that if Meng Xuanfeng sees her like this, she will be nagged again when she goes back.

The wind came with a faint fragrance of flowers. Nangong Yingxin looked at the man squatting in front of him, only to realize that He Yixiao seemed a little different today.

He is still dressed in purple today.The clothes are lined with silver threads. Although it doesn't look too fancy at first glance, the dark lines on the clothes are outlined with dark ink and bright silk threads. They move and turn, and they flash like life with different lights on the body. move.

"Does it hurt?" Nangong Yingxin was still in a daze, and He Yixiao's unique voice came.

Nangong Ying was stunned: "What?"

He Yixiao had already stood up and pointed to her arm.Only then did Nangong Yingxin realize that there were a few scratches left by the branches on her arm.

"It's just a small injury." The woman in front of her, looking at the scar on her arm, just smiled lightly and pulled down her sleeve to cover it, "Look, it's all right now!"

The setting sun fell on him, with an innocent smile on his face, and he showed off his cleverness with a proud face.

"You." He Yixiao didn't know what to say about her, so he shook his head helplessly.

"Young Master." Fei Yu stood behind the two of them, and brought over the shoes and socks that had been thrown under the tree.

The man in purple took the shoes and socks that Fei Yu sent over, and ordered lightly: "You go to the main hall first, and I'll go there right away."

"Yes, sir." The woman in white saluted slightly, then walked forward without looking back.

Seeing the woman in white go straight away, Nangong Yingxin's eyes were also attracted, but He Yixiao's unique voice came from beside him, like a mountain spring flowing in the mountains: "Come on, stand still."

Before Nangong Yingxin could react, He Yixiao squatted down again and gently raised one of her feet.Holding his delicate white feet, he moved cautiously and cautiously, as if he was holding some fragile treasure in his hands, and personally put on socks for the woman in white tube top and blue luxurious gold silk skirt in elegant court attire. .

"That?" Nangong Yingxin's eyes were still fixed on the woman in white who was fading away, "Brother He? Is that pretty sister your wife?"

"What do you think?" He Yixiao didn't answer, but instead asked Nangong Yingxin.

Withdrawing her gaze from a distance, Nangong Yingxin looked down at the man who carefully put on her shoes and socks: "I guess not."

"Hehe, since you guessed it wasn't, why do you still ask?" Without stopping, he helped Nangong Yingxin put on the shoe and sock on one foot, and He Yixiao carefully helped her put on the shoe and sock on the other foot .

"I'm not sure, so I'm asking." Nangong Yingxin responded to He Yixiao's question with a look of naturalness because he didn't understand.

"She is Fei Yu, my personal maid." Without too much explanation, she just stated one thing.

"Oh, my personal maid! The relationship should be very close!" Nangong Yingxin looked at He Yixiao with a look on his face that you are a thief who still has a future, and the words in his mouth were intentionally drawn out.

Hearing Nangong Yingxin's pointed words, He Yixiao who helped Nangong Yingxin put on her shoes and socks just smiled lightly, stood up straight, and reached out to help Nangong Yingxin tidy up her dress.

"Am I not right?" He Yixiao didn't react too much, but just smiled lightly, which made Nangong Yingxin a little confused, "Sister Fei Yu looks very good!" Even though we just met, Nangong Ying Xin was sure that she could see the unconcealable admiration in Fei Yu's eyes.

The setting sun gradually set, and the afterglow fell on the palace, which was golden. The main hall was ready, and the masters of the palaces and the court officials who were invited appeared one after another.

"Let's go." Nangong Yingxin chattered behind him, He Yixiao didn't pick up her topic, but left a few words and walked forward.

"Let's go?" Nangong Ying was stunned, Qingfeng raised the hair in front of her eyebrows, watched the man in purple who was walking away, and hurriedly followed, "Where are you going?"

He Yixiao listened to the words of the woman behind him, but did not speak, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he walked into the depths of the bright lights.

(End of this chapter)

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