After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

Nanhuang's big moist eyes were so bright that it was heart-stopping. She kissed her red lips and said in a pure and charming voice: "Uncle, don't lie to me. Although I am mentally young, I know a lot."

Rong Feng nodded her head fondly: "Yes, His Highness is smart and understands a lot at a young age."

The man arranged her clothes again. Nanhuang almost still had the feeling of applying chilblain cream on her body with his rough fingers.

"Your Highness, Your Highness." The man lowered his head and called her twice.

"Ah?" Nanhuang raised his head.

The man squatted in front of her, looked at her and said with a smile: "Your Highness, I have to deal with things outside and won't be back until tonight. Can you do it alone?"

"It's okay." Nanhuang nodded sensibly, "You go ahead, I can take care of myself."

Rong Feng smiled and said: "You can move around freely in the castle. In the room next to you, there live two very cute children, the little princess and the little prince. If you are bored, you can play with them."

Nanhuang nodded quickly: "Okay."

"There is a tiger in the castle, white, mighty and majestic. Don't be afraid of it, it won't hurt you."

"Tiger?" Nanhuang's eyes widened.

"It followed me all the way from Yunduolala Country. It is a loyal tiger."

Nanhuang nodded quickly, she was very excited.

Rong Feng touched her head lovingly. It turns out that she has been liking tigers since she was 8 years old.

"Uncle, you don't have to worry about me, just go about your business."

Rong Wuye was still a little worried.

Nan Lin walked into the room, Rong Wuye stood up slowly and took two steps back. Passing by Nanlin.

Nanlin looked at him and said, "You are really good at coaxing my sister."

The man didn't look sideways, stepped on the wooden floor of the castle with his black leather shoes, and strode away.

After Rong Feng left, the coldness on Nan Lin still lingered on, and Nan Huang suddenly threw herself into his arms. "elder brother!"

Nan Lin: "Are you happy?"

She was excited and excited: "I'm very happy."

Nanlin's coldness dissipated, and he poked her head with a gentle smile: "You know it's not true."

"I know." Nanhuang let go of Nanlin and spun around in circles, letting the snow-white princess skirt float out in soft and beautiful arcs.

"But that uncle, he made me his princess. I am a little princess now."

Nanlin said displeased: "When did you stop being my brother's princess?"

Nanhuang stepped forward in two steps, stood on tiptoes, pulled Nanlin over and kissed his cheek.

"Brother, don't be jealous. Nanhuang loves brother."

Nanlin picked her up and poked her head: "You are the only one who knows how to act coquettishly, and you are the only one who is sweet."

Nanhuang still smiled after being poked: "Brother, I want to eat ice cream."

Nanlin smiled slightly.

Mimi and her are really exactly the same. When I was young, I loved eating ice cream.

Nanlin arranged for Yang's mother to rest. Today he and Nanhuang went to the little two's room to play with the little ones.

The two little ones were so happy to see the 8-year-old version of their mother.

"Mom!!" Mimi immediately covered her mouth, "Sister!!"

After shouting, Mimi's small hand took Nanhuang's. "Sister, play with a lot of toys!"

It was the first time that Nanhuang saw two such beautiful and cute little friends. They were so beautiful, cute and cute that Nanhuang had the urge to put them in his arms, hug and suck them.

God, these two kids are so beautiful. What kind of parents can give birth to two such cute and beautiful little babies?

Nanhuang asked carefully: "Can I really play with you?"

Mimi nodded fiercely. Xiao Jin pushed a lot of toys to her.

Nanhuang secretly glanced at Nanlin who was not far away, and then complained to the two little cute babies in a low voice. "The weird uncle next to me has been watching me since I was a child and learning all kinds of weird things. I have never played with toys properly."

Nanlin, who was being cued, raised his eyebrows slightly.

Nanhuang smiled happily at the two little cute babies again and said, "I can play with toys with you now. I'm very happy. Thank you."

The two little ones quickly pushed all the toys in front of them to her.

Mimi: "Love, sister."

"Yeah!" Xiao Jin nodded.

Mom is so pitiful. She didn’t even have toys to play with when she was a child.

Mimi and Xiao Jin ran away immediately, and their two short legs pushed out three storage boxes from a corner.

"Sister, let's play together."

With that said, the little cute baby pushed his toy to the ground.

"Wow, so many toys!!" Nanhuang was very excited. Mimi and Xiaojin generously gave her their treasures.

"Sister, this is fun."

"Sister, it's also fun!"

"Let's all have fun, Mimi Xiaojin, you are so cute, so good!"

She and her two little babies hugged and played together very harmoniously.

The fifth master went out for a trip, and when he came back it was already dark. When he went to her room, he found that his little one was already fast asleep.

Reluctant to disturb her sleep, he looked at her quietly for a while, his cold eyes gradually becoming warmer.

He quietly left her room.

At night, when the man was lying on the bed, a cold air began to sweep through his body from his heart. His body gradually became colder, and even the air he breathed was filled with frost.

When the girl, whose face was already stained with tears, found his room, she was startled when she saw the man who was covered in cold.

There was a slight pain in my heart, and an unbearable and painful voice came vaguely in my mind.

"I don't want you to suffer cold torture anymore!"

When she came back to her senses, the girl found that she had held the man's hand, and from the palms of their hands, the coldness on the man's body melted away inch by inch.

The man on the bed vaguely felt something. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Nanhuang's face full of tears.

Fifth Master woke up with a start and sat up, "Nanhuang, what's wrong?"

Nanhuang cried and rushed towards him to hug him. "Uncle Wei, I'm going to die, I might be going to die."

Nanhuang's words made the man even more frightened. He hugged her tightly and softly comforted her: "What's going on? Tell me?"

Nanhuang cried non-stop. "Uncle, my stomach hurts so much. When I woke up from the pain, I saw a lot of blood on the bed. It was bleeding all the time and it wouldn't stop. I didn't dare to tell my brother. How sad he would be if he knew I was going to die."

The man probably guessed what was going on, and he confirmed: "Where is the bleeding?"

Nanhuang pointed embarrassedly, "That."

"It's okay, it's okay." He gently stroked her back, "It doesn't matter. Don't be afraid."

There were Nanhuang's clothes in his room, so he found clean underwear and pajamas for Nanhuang.

He took her to the bathroom, helped her take a bath, got sanitary napkins, and gently and patiently explained to her how to use sanitary napkins and about female physiology.

Nanhuang's face was red, and his face was red to the roots of his ears.

"Uncle, am I really an adult now?"

"Um."

"So, here, here, and here, does it mean that I am actually an adult?"

Rong Feng nodded. "Um."

"But I'm obviously only 8 years old, why did I become an adult?"

The man gently stroked her head, looked at her with a smile and said: "Because a kind witch cast a magic on the little princess that can make her grow up quickly."

Nanhuang's eyes were bright.

"Then how old am I now?"

"25 years old." Rong Feng gently stroked her hair, "You are already 25 years old, the most beautiful age."