Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

"Good." Nangong Beibei nods to Hongling, and then he and Lengfeng follow Hongling to the residence arranged for them.

"You can have a rest first. If you need anything, just come to me."

"All right."

Nangong Beibei nodded and answered.

When Hongling left, Lengfeng sat opposite Nangong Beibei, twisted his brow and asked, "do you want to stay here for three days?"

"No, five days to be exact." Nangong Beibei poured himself a glass of water to drink. Three days later, it was a good day for the two of them.

Even when it comes to the wedding, they can't leave on the wedding day, and they can't leave immediately after the wedding.

Five days is enough.

"In fact, you don't have to go to the wedding." Lengfeng's face is a little bit bad. I thought it was only three days. Why is it getting longer and longer?

These five days of time, enough to change a lot of things, if that blue Mu suddenly repented how to do?

"It doesn't matter. It's a celebration." Nangong Beibei smiles and pours a glass of water for Lengfeng, saying that she has never been to an ancient wedding.

What's more, it's still Southern Xinjiang, and it's different from the customs of the Central Plains. Nangong Beibei is looking forward to it.

"Good." Lengfeng is still happy for Nangong Beibei.

If it's really going to happen, he will be at her side and protect Nangong Beibei well!

When Liu Qingxuan arrived in southern Xinjiang, he was lecturing him all the time. Later, his tone slowly slowed down, as if he was comforting him. Liu Qingxuan said, "no, you're just a lonely person in the Central Plains. What's more, after such a thing, you can't stay in the Central Plains."

"I came here this time just to find master. I want to live in Yunshan and help master guard the bamboo house and fox."

Medical skill is to save people, but I don't want to be involved in southern Xinjiang.

"The fox is gone."

"Where did the fox go?" Those animals are also very spiritual. After a long time together, they naturally have feelings. Last time I went to Yunshan and Xiaohu, they were still good. How could they be gone?

Now that he said this to Wu Xin today, Liu Qingxuan didn't want to hide it from Wu Xin, "the Lord of the country was injured and poisoned, and there was no way. Xiao Hu made a drug guide."

Smell speech, have no intention tightly held palm.

When he released Fox's blood that day, he couldn't bear it, let alone... He didn't mean to think it was cruel, but what could he say?

Xiao Hu was raised by Liu Qingxuan, and LAN Mu was the leader of Southern Xinjiang. Naturally, his master should attach importance to the overall situation of the country!

"Being a teacher means that you can stay in southern Xinjiang. If you don't want to work for Southern Xinjiang, it doesn't matter. Being a teacher won't force you."

Liuqingxuan looked at unintentionally, slowly out of such a word.

He has been studying medicine for many years, and now he can't go back to the Central Plains. Since he has shelter here, he is willing to protect him.

It just depends on whether you don't want to.

Since this farewell in southern Xinjiang, it's really different. Nangong Beibei and Lengfeng have to live their own lives. Maybe they will never see each other again.

There is no difference between his stay in Yunshan and that in southern Xinjiang.

After thinking about it, I nodded unintentionally.

On Hongling's birthday and wedding day, the whole nation of Southern Xinjiang was in celebration. Although the red make-up on the floor was not like the grand ceremony of the emperor of Southern Xinjiang.

But also thick, firecrackers, music and drums, singing and dancing, belong to the south of the tune slowly ring up, very happy.

The witch doctor's house is more lively. Those servants are almost busy, and their faces are full of smiles.

Hongling is fond of red clothes. Today, when she got married, she was dressed in red clothes. With the help of Liu Qingxuan and according to the customs of Southern Xinjiang, she first worshipped heaven and earth, and then those ancestors. Every step was rather cumbersome.

It's like the Nafei ceremony at that time.

Nangong Beibei and Lengfeng follow their team and walk up the street. Lengfeng holds Nangong Beibei's hand tightly.

I'm afraid she'll lose it.

Nangong Beibei has never seen such a powerful person. He is very happy. There are so many people. Nangong Beibei is already scattered in the sight of the cold wind.

Leng Feng is worried, so is Nangong Beibei.

Looking back, Nangong Beibei retreated from the crowd, but there was no one in the crowd who was thinking about him. Beside the lane, it was very quiet.

Nangong Beibei wants to wait for those people to pass by and go out by himself. In this way, Lengfeng can see her at a glance.

But... Until Nangong Beibei saw two or three men in black.

Nangong Beibei lowered his eyebrows and said in a cold voice, "who are you?"

The black pupil, abnormal cold.

The man in black didn't speak. He picked up the sword and waved it to Nangong Beibei. Nangong Beibei didn't have a weapon in her hand. Even if she was fierce in defense, and the internal injury she had suffered before was serious, Nangong Beibei was outnumbered and his shoulder was cut. "Wu..." Nangong Beibei made a dull hum and covered his shoulder tightly.

The gurgling blood flows out slowly, but the sticky texture makes Nangong Beibei very unhappy, even annoyed.

But before a few moves, Nangong Beibei's neck was already covered by a long sword. The man quickly sealed Nangong Beibei's acupoints, unable to speak or move.

Then Nangong Beibei's eyes darkened and she was put into a sack. She felt that she had been lifted up and moving fast.

So that her head is a little dizzy, but Nangong Beibei doesn't know who it is. Who dares to do it in Nanjiang? Is it Lanmu?

Think of blue mu, the eyes of Nangong Beibei is flashed a trace of fierce.

If it's really Lamu, as long as she doesn't die, she will tear down Nanjiang!

The crowd has passed, and Lengfeng is standing in the same place, but his eyes are eagerly searching for Nangong Beibei's whereabouts, frowning and even shouting:

"Beibei, Beibei..."

Can be empty around, no one answered his words, the cold wind blowing, the white clothes on the body like practice.

It's scattered. Is that the past?

But

Is it hard to be ahead?

Thinking of this, Lengfeng's body is flying fast, catching up with the crowd in front, searching one by one, but he can't find Nangong Beibei's whereabouts.

Cold wind is also urgent, at this juncture, it is not easy to find Liu Qingxuan to say, can only find the unintentional, tone is very urgent: "Beibei disappeared."