Disabled Prince and Silly Princess: Substitutive Bride and Genius Doctor- the Seventh Miss

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After hearing Xia Yongling's compliment, Nalan Chu only felt happy. "Thank you Xia Gongzi ... Oh no, now you should call you Xia adults."

"But I like the former name," Xia Yongling sighed quietly. "In the past, you called me brother Xia."

Nalanchu was embarrassed. "In the past, you and I didn't have public office. Besides, I said ... I was young and ignorant. It's really inappropriate to call him that now."

For a moment, Xia Yongling almost wanted to reach out and pull her back, but he took it back in an instant, "Let's call it Xia Gongzi, Lord Xia's name is too rusty, I don't want to be rusty with you."

Nalanchu was even more embarrassed. "Okay, let's call it Xia Gongzi," his voice paused. "If Xia Gong has nothing else, I'll go back first."

"Wait." Xia Yongling called quickly.

"Anything else?" Nalanchu asked, but stepped back.

Under the sleeve, Xia Yongling's fists squeezed, "If you have any grievances, tell me."

Nalanchu's vigilance let go a little, and he lowered his eyes, "Thank you Prince Xia, but I don't feel wronged. I like life now."

Seeing Nalanchu like this, Xia Yongling had nothing to say, but nodded. "Tomorrow, the craftsman will enter the palace to build the emperor's needs ... the pig house, which will take about two days, according to what you gave me. Drawings, "struggling for a while, and couldn't help asking," Although this pig house is clean, is it really a pig house? Is it really going to be built in the palace? The emperor really wants to raise pigs himself? "

Nalanchu chuckled, "Whatever the master asks you to do, do whatever you want. The master is different from the emperor you imagine. Not only will he raise pigs himself, but he will also kill them."

"..."

"Well, I won't tell you more, I'll go and see the master first," Nalanchu thought again. "Also, if the time is tight, the pig house can be dragged for two days, but the laboratory must be first. It will be ready in time, and the necessary equipment will be purchased. "

"I know." Xia Yongling replied.

"Then I'll be lost." Nalanchu nodded politely and left quickly before Xia Yongling exited to stay.

When people left, Xia Yongling still stood still, watching the distant figure, his eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.

How could Xia Yongling think that there was a humble corner near the wall, and a thin man was hidden in the corner if he was a shadow.

That man did a very good job quietly, not only monitoring the actions of the two, but also taking the conversation between the two into their ears.

Xia Yongling picked up a tree branch on the ground, fluttered like crazy, and pumped out the weeds around him, which calmed the anger and left indignantly.

Diao Chan came out of the corner and gave Xia Yongling a contemptuous look, sneer again and again.

...

When Diao Chan returned to the courtyard where he lived, he saw that Nalan Chu was cleaning the room together with the court maid.

When the palace ladies saw Diao Chan, please greet them immediately.

"Master, are you back?" Nalanchu greeted with a smile.

Diao Chan sent all the people out and took Nalan Chu in his arms. "You should rest more and give the subordinates such a trivial effort of packing the room. You don't need to do it yourself."

"But I want to take care of the husband personally," Nalanchu replied earnestly, and then pointed with his hand. "Sir, look carefully, the maids are all my clothes and luggage, and I am all my adult clothes and luggage. . "

Diao Chan raised an eyebrow. "Are you an invitation?"

Nalanchu blushed, "No, no, no, it's not invitation, I just want to explain ... I didn't manage to work, I ... also paid great attention to my body ..."

But before he finished speaking, his lips were sealed.

"This afternoon, you are doing very well." Diao Chan said a moment between the kisses.

"Uh?" Nalanchu was puzzled, this afternoon? good performance? When?