Di Daughter: The Favoured Medical Princess

Nangong Yan's head was lowered, and her expression and eyes could not be seen. It took a long time for her to say, "Everything is up to you."

Lin nodded and said, "Okay, I'll let you know when the time is right."

Liu Qingqing also comforted with a soft voice, "My sister, you don't have to be afraid, we will choose a suitable place to meet each other at that time, just like going out to play."

Nangong Yan said "um" softly.

Lin sighed with relief and said to Nangong: "Let's just set it this way. Sister, if you have any thoughts in your heart, don't be shy, although tell me or your aunt."

"Yaner understands," Nangong said lowly.

"Then we leave first." Lin and Liu Qingqing got up.

Nangong froze and hurriedly got up.

After sending away Lin and Liu Qingqing, Nangong returned to the room unconsciously, thinking about her words sitting idly on Luo Han's bed, as if she had lost her soul.

On the one hand, Shu Xiang and Mo Xiang became more and more happy. Shu Xiang smiled and blessed the blessing and said, "Congratulations to the girl!"

"Really?" Nangong answered absently.

Although she didn't know much about Pei Shizi of Jian'anbo, according to Eryi, even among Wang Yi's sons and daughters, Pei Shizi was extremely outstanding. She also believed that Eryi would not lie to her.

To be able to marry such a wishful Langjun is probably the dream of Wang Duqian thousands of girls to marry, but Nangong Yu did not have a trace of joy, instead he was dumb and anxious in his heart.

It seems that something important has been dug out fiercely!

She felt as if she was missing a big bite in her heart, her heart was almost breathless, and her eyes were sour!

"If this marriage can be achieved, it would be really good." Mo Xiang didn't notice Nangong's wrong, but just pleased his girl with heart, "That girl will be Mrs. Shizi and future uncle." "

"Yeah, yeah." Shu Xiang nodded joyfully and agreed.

What kind of lady, uncle! She's not shy at all. Nangong kept silent, a pair of prime hands twisted even more.

She just wants to be with someone she likes!

the person I like! ?

As if a lightning suddenly slashed, Nangong trembled in his heart, like a wooden chicken, a majestic man emerged in front of his eyes, holding a peony silk flower, slowly walking towards himself ...

His Royal Highness!

Nangong bit his lower lip, holding the fabric of her chest fiercely, and said to herself, Don't be delusional, impossible!

Since ancient times, it has been the mother's life, the matchmaker's words, how can marriage allow her to be the master! She and him are absolutely impossible!

Fate it! Nan Gongxi tried to convince herself that the family was already very good, and she found such a proper family affairs. Erji and Daji also personally asked their opinions, and even promised not to force themselves ... This is already a lot of girls' homes I ca n’t find it!

Obviously everything looks good and listens, but why her heart still feels covered by a thick sadness ...

Finally, she couldn't suppress the emotions in her heart, and she cried lazily on the couch, and her cry was dull and depressed.

"Girl, what's the matter with you?" Mo Xiang went to Nangong Yan and looked at her nervously. "Where is it uncomfortable?"

"Girl, girl ..." Shu Xiang was also anxious. "Would you like to ask a doctor?" Then he panicked and wanted to go out.

"Shuxiang, come back soon," Nangong said hoarsely. "I'm fine, but I'm not ... steadfast, just cry."

Not at ease? The two girls looked at each other. Is the girl afraid of getting married?

Shu Xiang looked at Nangong Yan carefully, hesitated, "Girl, don't worry, everything is with the old lady, the master and the lady ..."

"Well, you don't need to say anything." Nangong Yan looked dim, pretending nothing was happening, "I'm just a little flustered." She clenched her fist secretly.

That's it, just bury it all in your heart!

"You don't have to say much to someone just now." Nangong whispered gently, picked up half of the embroidery bandages, and embroidered again ...

Her mind had already flown out of the clouds, and she had pricked her fingers three times in just one cup of tea, which made the girls feel heartbroken.

Shu Xiang and Mo Xiang looked anxiously at Nangong Yan, looking at each other, always feeling that there was something wrong with the girl.