Raiders of Abuse Scum

Nan Ke paused, raised his hand and scratched the top of his hair, the blush on his face became more intense, and he said shyly, "This Ziyu Xiao, girl, do you want to sell it?"

It seemed that what he said was a little abrupt, Nan Ke's lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, and his face showed a look of embarrassment, coupled with his incomparably handsome face, it made people feel good.

Jiujiu's big beautiful eyes blinked, and a trace of curiosity flashed across them. When she looked up at Nan Ke, there was a flash of surprise in her eyes. Then she quickly lowered her head to look like a shy little girl, and raised her hand to her ear. Brushing her hair behind her ears, she said in a soft voice with unconcealable shyness: "This Ziyu Xiao is my favorite, and I won't sell it."

"Aren't you going to sell?" Nan Ke looked up at Ziyu Xiao, eyes full of reluctance, pursed the corners of his mouth, opened it and closed it again, and said after several times: "I know this request is a little too much, but This Ziyu Xiao is my mother's relic, it was accidentally lost when I moved three years ago, I never expected to see it here, and I hope that the girl will bear the pain and give up her love, all of my filial piety."

Nan Ke's words are so eloquent, like a filial son eager to fulfill his filial piety, but these words sound particularly sweet, but they can't stand up to scrutiny at all. If it is really the late mother's heart, he will naturally keep it carefully , how could it be lost carelessly?

Even a three-year-old child could not be fooled by these words, and only Yang Xuan, a silly girl who was dazzled by love, would believe Nan Ke's nonsense.

Jiujiu sighed inwardly, and when she raised her head, she showed a moved expression, raised her hand to wipe the corner of her eyes, and said in a low voice: "If that's the case, then you can give this Ziyu Xiao to the young master."

Jiujiu raised her hand and handed Ziyu Xiao to Nanke.

Nan Ke quickly took it, and when he was holding Ziyu Xiao, he suddenly held Jiujiu's hand slippery. I couldn't help apologizing: "Xiaosheng is rude, Xiaosheng is rude, I hope the girl will not take offense, please don't take offense."

Jiujiu lowered her eyes and made a look of understanding: "Young master, you don't need to be too polite."

Jiujiu sent Ziyu Xiao to Nan Ke, and smiled with her lips, revealing the small and lovely pear dimple on the side of her face, which was even more stunning when paired with that alluring face, even if Nan Ke was just trying to seduce her. It is inevitable to be fascinated by the beauty, and the eyes become erratic in an instant.

Jiujiu finished flirting and walked, quickly got into the car and let Fifteen drive away.

When Nan Ke chased to the door of the inn, he only saw the back of a carriage, his hand holding Ziyu Xiao couldn't help tightening, his complexion sank, he shook his sleeves and left.

The informant said that Ziyu Xiao was the Princess Ping'an's favorite. Nan Ke thought it would take a lot of effort to get it, and he could also develop a relationship with the Princess Pingan during this period of time.

But who knew that when he opened his mouth, Princess Ping'an gave Ziyu Xiao to him.

Nan Ke looked down at Ziyu Xiao who was holding it in his hand, and he didn't know what expression to make.

Fifteen looked at Jiujiu with a smile on his face, and asked puzzledly: "If the princess wants to kill him, just kill him, why did you give him the Ziyu Xiao?"

Fifteen received the training of the hidden guards, and he was used to doing things straightforwardly. In his eyes, if he didn't like it anymore, he could kill him with a single knife. He was absolutely disgusted by Jiujiu's behavior of soaking Ziyu Xiao with poison. Wan can't understand.

Moreover, that man looked like a useless scholar no matter how he looked, he really couldn't see how he was worth Jiujiu's calculations.

Jiujiu lay crookedly on the soft bed in the carriage, squeezed a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and put it in his mouth, and said while eating: "Let Thirteen keep an eye on that man, once someone gets close to him, it's no big deal Report it all to me."

Thirteen is a dark guard trained with Fifteen, good at tracking and hiding, it is most suitable for him to monitor Nan Ke, but...

Fifteen wondered, "Isn't it overkill for Shisan to stare at that man?"

Jiujiu looked sideways at Fifteen with a puzzled face, lowered her eyes and said in a low voice: "You can do whatever you are asked to do, why are you talking so much, I have my own reasons, by the way, when Dad comes back, send someone to the branch Let me know, I have something to find him."

Yang Lin was the number one warrior in the Sui Dynasty. If he was a man in his prime, how could he know Zhongnan Ke's trivial skills.

However, now that Yang Lin is nearly fifty years old, his body is not as good as before. Naturally, he has already made the determination to die at the age of fifty. However, he has all his patriotism, but what is left to Yang Xuan is A sense of remorse.

Jiujiu didn't intend to stop Yang Lin from going to the battlefield, what she wanted to do was to save Yang Lin's life in the end.

Seeing Jiujiu's suddenly heavy expression, it was inconvenient for Shiwu to say anything more.

After returning to the palace, Jiujiu entered the room, and Lu immediately greeted him with a bowl of ginger soup: "The ginger soup has just been cooked, princess, hurry up and drink some to get rid of the cold."

Jiujiu took two sips of ginger soup handed over by Lu He, then put down the bowl, stepped to sit down and looked up at Lu He intently.

Seeing Jiujiu's hawk-like eyes, Lulu felt a little flustered, pursed his lips, moved uncomfortably, and asked puzzledly: "Princess, but what's wrong with Lulu?"

Jiujiu looked at Lulu's flustered eyes, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and shook her head: "No, I just think Lulu is more beautiful. I don't know which man will be so lucky to marry a woman as good as Lulu in the future. .”

Lu Lu blushed, lowered her head and said in a low voice, "The servant will not marry, and the servant will serve the princess for the rest of his life."

Lu Lu's vowed words echoed in his ears, but Jiujiu knew that in the near future, after meeting Nan Ke, Lu Lu would forget her vows and frame Yang Xuan together with Nan Ke.

Although bold words and lofty ambitions are pleasant to hear, they are not as good as a sweetheart's soft words, which is really ironic.

Jiujiu lowered her eyes and didn't look at Lulu: "I don't need anyone to wait on me here, you just go and call Shiwu, back down."

Hearing Jiujiu's retreat, a grievance flashed across Lu's eyes. She is a son of the palace and has served Yang Xuan since she was a child. However, since half a month ago, the princess has not been as close to her as before, but has been uncharacteristically close. Up to fifteen.

Obviously she is the princess's personal servant girl, and she grew up with the princess, but the princess is alienating herself, Lu Lu feels extremely wronged.

However, Jiujiu is the master, she is just a girl, and Jiujiu has a good reputation, even though she felt extremely wronged, Lu Lu still obediently retreated and called Shiwu over.

Fifteen walked into Jiujiu's room, looked at Jiujiu lying on the slum and reading a book, and asked, "Did you say egret?"

"No, but what did she say to you?" Jiujiu closed the book and looked at Fifteen with curiosity in her eyes.