Fast-traveling female supporting role specializes in all kinds of dissatisfaction

Chapter 661 Becoming the King of the Sea in the World of Female Venerables 28
"My young master has such a delicate body, how can he withstand this! Now that he's better, he was beaten until he vomited blood by your people! What a sin this is! I really feel unworthy for my young master!"

He cried and shouted, heart-piercing, if he didn't dare to rush to Situ Yan's side to protect him, for fear that the whip would fall on himself.

Situ Yan was so anxious that he really couldn't take it anymore, and he was about to pass out at this moment.

But let him suffer nine lashes, that is also very relieved.

Nan Zhi took out her own hand, raised her hand to hold the two hands on the side of her head, and waited for a pause before she slowly opened her eyes.

Then he said softly: "Since the person has vomited blood, I can't do it too well. I can only use the remaining whip after the person has recovered."

In a word, Situ Yan passed away with anger.

The rest were stunned.

He looked at her with wide eyes, wanting to give her a thumbs up.

Strong, as expected of His Royal Highness, is strong!

Nan Zhi acted as if he couldn't see those gazes, and waved his hands, "Carry him down, and move his things to another yard by the way."

Situ Yan was dizzy, and the servant dared not speak out, so he could only pretend to be deaf and dumb, and walked with the person who carried Situ Yan away.

What he thought in his heart was——Nan Zhi will suffer in the future!
【Ding!Congratulations to the host, the hero's halo value has dropped by 20%! 】

After Nanzhi heard Fenghui's mention, she continued to happily enjoy the service she was so envious of before.

Don't say, this feeling is really cool!

That is, without Situ Yan's wonderful accompaniment.
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Situ Yan didn't wake up until it was dark.

When I woke up, I felt a burning pain in my back.

At this moment, he was lying on the bed with only a soft quilt covering his body, but just such a little oppressive feeling made him uncomfortable.

"My lord, are you awake?"

The servant next to him made a sound of surprise.

Then he began to curse and say: "My lord, you don't know that what Nan Zhi did today was really too much! In the end, she actually kicked us out of the Wushuang courtyard, and I didn't hear about your injury, my lord." Do not ask!"

"And...and..."

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Situ Yan asked angrily: "And what?"

When he spoke, his voice became hoarse.

The boy didn't notice either, and even forgot to pour water for him, instead he was complaining to him: "Besides, in less than a day, the story about you... has spread all over the world, and the Patriarch has also heard about it."

"What?! Hiss..."

Situ Yan's face changed slightly, and he got up immediately, but the wound was pulled again, grinning in pain.

"Young Master, please don't get excited," the servant gave him a hand, "The Patriarch sent a letter, saying that you should calm down, Young Master, and focus on the great cause."

"Also, Nan Jie also sent someone to secretly send wound medicine for you, young master. It seems that you are very worried about your injury."

"My lord, we have to think about it now, how can we regain Nan Zhi's favor."

"Don't mention her to me!" Situ Yan shouted hoarsely.

Now when he heard Nan Zhi's name, the hatred in Situ Yan's heart surged up.

The boy wanted to say something else, but Situ Yan ordered at this moment: "Go and get me a glass of water!"

Only then did the boy react in a hurry, he patted his head and said, "Oh! I was so anxious that I forgot to pour water for you, young master!"

While quickly running to the table to pick up the cup, holding the teapot and pouring water into the cup, he curled his lips where Situ Yan couldn't see.

(End of this chapter)