Marry the prince with a bun

, but they made Xuan Ziyu feel uncomfortable, this is their fault.

The girls were shocked by this scene with tears in their eyes, and they looked at Ning Xiu weeping miserably, "My lord, my concubine, and my concubines have never made any mistakes. Please, my lord, my lord, please don't... drive away Us!"

Weeping and crying, sad and desolate.

Xuan Ziyu couldn't help but feel pity for the delicate and delicate women like pear blossoms, but... for the happy life he thought, he had to divorce them cruelly!

Er Baozi placed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of Xuan Ziyu, Ning Xiu looked at him coldly, "There is no room for negotiation on this matter?"

"No."

Xuan Ziyu said decisively: "Write, revise the book."

With a flick of his wrist, he pulled out the silver sword Ning Xiu was wearing. The silver light flashed, and the sword rested on the main artery between Ning Xiu's neck. "If you don't write, I will immediately splatter King Jing's mansion with blood!"

"My lord..."

"Wuuu, my lord..."

Ning Xiu was so angry that he laughed back, the sun jumped up and down a few times, and he picked up his pen and scribbled down a paper.

"Uncle Fu, take them to get some silver taels, and send them out of the house to settle down comfortably."

"The old slave complies."

Uncle Fu's complexion was waxy, dripping with cold sweat, and he said to the women, "Everyone, please come with this old slave."

10. Xiaosan Lin has a lot of fun...

A group of concubines were weeping and beggingly looked at Ning Xiu with their tearful autumn eyes, trying to impress the prince with such a weak and pitiful gesture.

It's a pity that in front of Xuan Ziyu, the real princess with a feminine appearance comparable to that of the Nine Heavens Profound Girl, with sharp phoenix eyes and exquisite silhouette, these beauties will inevitably be downgraded by a notch.

Xuan Ziyu handed a piece of repair paper in his hand to the old housekeeper and said, "Lead them to the cashier to get some money, and remember not to embezzle or bribe! If I find out that Uncle Fu is pocketing himself!" A treacherous smirk sounded, and Uncle Fu was shocked. Trembling all over, he said: "Old servant, remember."

"Go."

The side concubine and concubines reluctantly bid farewell to Ning Xiu with tears in their eyes, and pushed out of the main hall one after another.

Ning Xiu's face turned green with anger, he stared sharply into Xuan Ziyu's eyes, gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "You are satisfied."

"So-so."

Xuan Ziyu raised his eyebrows, and said triumphantly, "What's so good about those women? Am I not as good-looking as them?"

It is true that Xuan Ziyu's face can be regarded as the one that surpassed Chang'e on the moon and made the Nine Heavens Fairy mad.

It's just that his face is comparable to his appearance. Ning Xiu thought that if they hadn't had a childhood friendship, maybe he would have...

Taking a closer look, Xuan Ziyu was sitting in the main hall and playing with his silver sword comfortably!

"Give me back the sword."

"Give it to me to play with."

Xuan Ziyu stretched out his hand and curled his lips to ask for the scabbard, "Is the jewel on the scabbard real? How about I take it off and go to the pawnshop to exchange it for money?"

"you……"

"My lord, my concubine, there are guests here."

"Who?"

Now that Xuan Ziyu finally felt a little better, he was suddenly stimulated by the people who walked into the palace, full of resentment.

"Lin Jinhuan, the third son of Prime Minister Lin's residence."

"Hurry up please."

"The slave obeys."

"Don't please! Get out!"

Xuan Ziyu yelled loudly, and said sharply, "Prince Jing won't receive guests surnamed Lin, Er Baozi will be given to you quickly..."

"Little Hane!"

Before the order was finished, a handsome young man dressed in white walked in at the door, and his movements were as flowing as clouds and flowing water. The man raised his lips and smiled, handsome and extraordinary.

After wandering around behind Xuan Ziyu's back with clear eyes, he looked at Ning Xiu and said, "Lin Jinhuan has met Prince Jing, Princess Jing..."

"Humph!"

Xuan Ziyu turned around, his eyes fell viciously on someone's bright smiling face, "What are you doing here? Visit me, or bribe me to please me? Or is your father accepting bribes again to make all the officials dissatisfied?"

Lin Jinhuan's complexion changed slightly, he cupped his hands and said, "Why did the princess say that?"

He had only recently returned from Jiangnan, and he had never provoked Xuan Ziyu before!Why did this person feel like he had eaten gunpowder when he came back, and he kept complaining about him? !

Ning Xiu said calmly, "How long has it been since you came back from Jiangnan?"

"just."

Lin Jinhuan said loudly: "I heard that the two of you have been married for a hundred years just after I entered the house, so I couldn't wait to come here... to congratulate you."

"Huh!" Xuan Ziyu sneered coldly, pretending to be hypocritical, he and Ning Xiumeng are not separated from each other, and everyone in the capital knows about the adulterous affair between Ning Xiumeng and Jiao Bulimeng!

Seeing Lin Jinhuan's eyes looking at Ning Xiu, Xuan Ziyu couldn't help feeling angry, and snorted, "Since you're here to congratulate us on getting married, where's your gift? What about the congratulatory gift?"

Empty hands, empty talk, no gift to congratulate what? !

Lin Jinhuan was taken aback, smiled, slipped out a green flute from his sleeve, put it in front of Ning Xiu with both hands, and said: "A mere gift is not a respect, I hope the two of you can be together forever, and have a happy life forever." combine."

"Jasper Xiao!"

Ning Xiu's face was full of joy, and he exclaimed, "Where did you find this thing?"

Lin Jinhuan spread his hands indifferently and said, "Unintentionally."

Ning Xiu took the flute, put it in his hand and played it fondly, and said, "Come on, you just came, let's go to the back garden to compete."

"No!"

Xuan Ziyu jumped down from the chair beside him abruptly, blocking Ning Xiu's path, and holding a silver sword in his hand, he said, "I can also compete with you."

Lin Jinhuan was stunned, and couldn't help covering his mouth and sneering: "Xiao Yuzi, aren't you pregnant? Pregnant women can't..."

"shut up!"

A silver light flashed, and the blade of the sword landed on Lin Jinhuan's shoulder, "If you keep talking, I'll kill you right away."

Lin Jinhuan straightened his expression, cupped his hands and said: "Jinhuan has exceeded the rules, and the princess has a lot, so let Xiaomin be spared this time!"

Xuan Ziyu snorted coldly with disdain, "I just want to compete with Ning Xiu, so you go and play!"

Ning Xiu was furious, and ignored Xuan Ziyu's provocation and said to Lin Jinhuan: "You go to the back garden and wait, I will be there soon."

"That's it, Xiaomin resigns."

Lin Jinhuan's brows were full of smiles, and he hurriedly left the main hall full of gunpowder smoke.

Xuan Ziyu was very close to Ning Xiu at this time, and he could clearly see the number of lashes on Ning Xiu's eyelashes when he raised his eyes, and he could also clearly breathe the special breath that belonged to Ning Xiu.

Such a familiar smell made him a little fuzzy.

At this moment Xuan Ziyu remembered that he had always cared about liking Ning Xiu.

It's a pity that he didn't even exist in that person's eyes.

Therefore, Xuan Ziyu has always been a paranoid person, and he will get what he wants by any means.

This is his obsession.

In fact, sometimes, when Xuan Ziyu saw himself so crazy and ineffective, he wanted to slap himself in the mouth.

But what good is that? !

Xuan Ziyu knew it was useless, so he would not do unnecessary things.

"I'll compete with you."

He spoke, his voice trembling slightly imperceptibly.

Ning Xiu looked at him with a complex expression, which made Xuan Ziyu feel uncomfortable.

"What do you mean?"

Xuan Ziyu took two steps back, held his sword in a straight posture and said arrogantly: "Give me another look."

Ning Xiu pursed his lips in silence, and approached him step by step, "Xuan Ziyu...what else do you want from me today?" He asked in a very calm voice.

Ning Xiu felt that today was enough for him to let Xuan Ziyu do whatever he wanted.

The original Bi Yuxiao in his hand was tainted with a little bit of anger because of his anger, Ning Xiu didn't have much patience to accompany Xuan Ziyu to go on absurdly here.

"You...you mean I hate it?"

Xuan Ziyu snorted and cursed almost frantically, "Ning Xiu, please explain clearly to me."

Ning Xiu frowned with a headache. Sometimes he really couldn't see Xuan Ziyu's pitiful and domineering appearance. Such beautiful eyes were filled with anger towards him. Those eyes... stared at him. De Ningxiu also felt a little uncomfortable.

"You...we...can make peace..."

The gust of wind passed by, Ning Xiu's hand was empty, and Bi Yuxiao fell to the ground, torn apart.

Ning Xiu's catalog was about to burst, "Xuan Ziyu, you..."

Xuan Ziyu also froze in place, staring at this scene in a daze.

He originally wanted to grab it from Ning Xiu and play with it for a while, but he didn't expect that it would be broken so easily.

"Step aside."

I don't know how many degrees the already icy breath has dropped. Ning Xiu stared at him with a face full of ice, and said, "Get out of the way."

Xuan Ziyu stiffened his back, gritted his teeth and dejectedly made way for Ning Xiu.

"Second Young Master, you are..." After a long while, Er Baozi, who was guarding the door, saw that his master was stuck in place, thinking that he had lost his mind, and Ning Xiu gave him a calming spell, so he let out a worried voice. Call Xuan Ziyu.

Unexpectedly, the man turned around cleverly, pointed at the shattered Jasper flute and said, "Er Baozi, pack up these things and send them to Xuanfu for eldest brother to repair."

"what?"

Er Baozi looked at the mess on the ground, and said in embarrassment: "This is a flute made of jade, I'm afraid the eldest son can't..."

"If you ask him to fix it, you can ask him to fix it. Why are there so many nonsense!"

Xuan Ziyu gave orders anxiously, and hurriedly ran towards the back garden with a soft sword in hand.

In the garden, two masters of swordsmanship were having a good time fighting back and forth, exchanging martial arts like trapeze people, flying freely in the sky.

When Xuan Ziyu walked into the back garden and saw sword flowers splashing in mid-air, after the two of them were flying side by side in the air, his eyes dimmed a little, he raised his hand in exchange for a maid, and put tea and snacks on the stone table in the back garden , became a spectator leisurely and contentedly, admiring the competition between the two.

Master's tricks are often dazzling.

Xuan Ziyu felt headaches just looking at those complicated martial arts moves. His father was the head of the Demon Palace, and his kung fu skills were certainly not inferior to the heroes of the world.

And Xuan Ziluo also followed Ouchi's master since he was a child, and under his father's guidance, his martial arts are also quite outstanding.

But he... Xuan Ziyu sighed full of melancholy, if his bones were not too weak to learn martial arts, maybe he would be a master of one by one now, right? !

Oh, God is jealous of talents!

God gave him such a handsome and charming Mr. Pian Pianjia, but gave him such a weak body, what a pity!

"Haha, it seems that your sword skills have not improved much during this period of time!"

"It's your speed of progress that is too amazing!"

Lin Jinhuan put away the soft sword, a thin layer of sweat fell on the ground from his forehead and said: "I have gained a lot from this trip to the south of the Yangtze River. Is King Jing interested? Let me tell you one or two interesting things about it." ?”

"All ears."

"please."

"Please--"

After the competition, the two people didn't know whether they ignored it on purpose or no one noticed, but the two left the back garden together, shoulder to shoulder, chatting and laughing on their own.

Xuan Ziyu got up angrily, and after ruining the food and tea on the table beyond recognition, he looked up to the sky and shouted: "Why don't you two die!"

In response to him, apart from the fluttering butterflies frightened by the noise, there were only the chirping of a few birds flying in the air!

11. Don't guess what Xiaosan is thinking...

All the way back to the main hall from the back garden with a gloomy face, the servants in the mansion saw the concubine's complexion, and avoided them one after another. After Xuan Ziyu sat down in the main hall, no one dared to enter the room to pour him a cup of tea.

Can't help but get angry again, the master of the palace doesn't take him seriously, is it possible that these servants are also so bold?

Xuan Ziyu half-closed his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes, got up and walked to the front of the hall, and said to the two servants waiting at the door: "Master is thirsty, make a pot of Biluochun."

"Little one obeys." The young servant stepped forward very respectfully, and as soon as he bowed, he stepped back to make tea for Xuan Ziyu.

Xuan Ziyu nodded in satisfaction, then looked at another servant and asked, "I was sitting in the hall just now, why didn't you wait inside?"

"Reporting to the princess, the younger ones are of low status, and they dare not enter without the order of the princess."

The servant explained respectfully.

When Xuan Ziyu heard that the anger in his heart decreased a little, he beckoned to the young servant affectionately, pointing to the servant girl who was running towards the kitchen with the ingredients, and said, "What are you doing so busy?"

The servant stepped forward politely, leaned over and cupped his hands and said, "My lord ordered the kitchen to cook some novel food for Mr. Lin!"

The admiration for Xuan Ziyu in the hearts of these boys at this moment is overwhelming like a surging river, so in their eyes, the third son of the Lin family can be regarded as a man who destroys the relationship between the prince and the princess. You are a vixen, the concubine just dismissed a group of female concubines, and this palace has welcomed such a mistress who has a childhood friendship with the prince, why don't these servants look at Xuan Ziyu and complain in their hearts, Anxious in the eyes.

Since Xuan Ziyu asked the question, the boy told him the truth in order to see that the concubine and Prince Jing could live happily together.

Because he deeply understands that the temperament of their princess will never allow the prince to entertain the male vixen with such a big fanfare. They are waiting for the moment when the princess finds out about the inside story and kicks the guests out. Showing their admiration and audacity to meet the cold-faced Prince Shura Jing...

"Since this is the case, I would like to go to the kitchen to see what our lord is preparing to entertain our guests, if you lead the way!"

The little servant came back from his thoughts, looked at Xuan Ziyu with a sudden puzzlement in his heart, and said, "Your order."

what happened?Why is the princess not angry, but calmly concerned about the dishes in the kitchen?

The little servant couldn't figure it out, so he bowed his head depressed and led the way ahead.

At this time, Xuan Ziyu's heart was full of joy, well, entertain Lin Jinhuan, the prince knows how to treat guests very well!

That being the case, it's exactly what he wants, so that he won't have to waste energy and energy dealing with Lin Jinhuan.

Let's start directly from the dishes, he promised that he would let Lin Jinhuan be a guest in the palace this time, and he would never be willing to step into the gate of the palace again.

Flicking his wrist, he slipped out a small delicate porcelain bottle from his sleeve. He originally wanted to punish the servants in the palace for being rude and unfriendly to him. Now he used it in the well water. Now it seems...it's cheap Lin Have fun!

The dishes are fragrant, and the chefs in the kitchen are working in full swing.

Several maidservants in green clothes were washing the vegetables and ingredients they had chosen. When they saw Xuan Ziyu coming, they all put down their work and bowed to Xuan Ziyu to salute.

"Buy you guys, I'll come over and see how the dishes are doing!"

Stepping into the kitchen, Xuan Ziyu staggered in shock from the raging flames on the stove. He stabilized his figure and asked in a cold voice, "Have all the dishes ordered by the lord are ready?"

"The little ones have seen the princess."

"That's all!"

Several chefs rolled the delicacies in the pot and smiled politely at the princess, saying: "When the elder brothers have cooked the contents of the pot, the dishes that the prince ordered the younger ones to cook will be complete."

"Ah."

Xuan Ziyu lifted up the hot dishes on the steaming stove with a serious face and signaled to the accompanying servant: "Here comes the food box, pack these up, and I will personally send them to the study for the prince."

"Yes."

The boy moved around nimbly, and went to the other end of the kitchen to look for food boxes.

Xuan Ziyu's brows and eyes were full of sarcasm, looking at the dozen or so plates of exquisite and delicious dishes, he gracefully picked up the chopsticks that were put aside and tasted them first.

After savoring every dish carefully, he waved his hand and said to the servant: "Pretend it, the wine is ready?"

"Ready."

Waiting for the things in the pot to be put on the plates, the boy put all the dishes into the food box one by one, held them in his hand and said to Xuan Ziyu: "The princess is ready."

"Well, let's go to the study."

Xuanzi raised his eyebrows and stepped out of the kitchen.

When they knocked on the closed door of the study, the two people in the room were chatting happily over wine!

"The meal is ready."

Seeing Ning Xiu's ugly expression, Xuan Ziyu automatically ignored him, stepped into the room and asked Lin Jinhuan, "Are you hungry?"

Lin Jinhuan was taken aback, and replied with a smile: "Some."

He looked up at the sky outside, and before he knew it, it was already noon!

"Put the dishes on."

Xuan Ziyu swaggered and directed the servant, and said in a very peaceful tone: "This is the dish that our prince specially ordered the kitchen to cook for you, Mr. Lin!"

"Xiaomin is really flattered!"

Lin Jinhuan had a flattering smile on his face.

Xuan Ziyu waved his hand and gave him a white look and said, "Stop it, don't pretend to be an elegant nobleman here." Xuan Ziyu had heard of Lin Jinhuan's inconspicuous nature to some extent.

After setting everything up, Xuan Ziyu sat down beside Lin Jinhuan, and said politely, "Please, Mr. Lin."

Ning Xiu turned around from the door and sat down, looked at the calm Xuan Ziyu awkwardly, and raised his chopsticks to eat.

Xuan Ziyu coughed lightly and interrupted Ning Xiu's eating, held the jug under his nose and sniffed: "This is not some old wine, Ning Xiu, you should bring this kind of wine Are you entertaining guests?"

Sending the jug to Ning Xiu, he said: "Isn't there some good wine in the cellar in your mansion, take out a jug and let Mr. Lin have a taste!"

Ning Xiu frowned, smelled the aroma of the wine in the jug, gave Lin Jinhuan a look, and walked out of the room with the jug.

"Eat, aren't you hungry? Eat more when you're hungry."

Xuan Ziyu was very friendly and enthusiastic, and kept putting dishes in the bowl in front of Lin Jinhuan, "These are all your favorite dishes. Seeing how fresh and tender the Babao Duck is, Ning Xiu is really caring." Don’t you think it’s fun?”

Lin Jinhuan's hand holding the chopsticks trembled, looking at Xuan Ziyu's bright smile, his heart felt a little hairy, he straightened his expression, buried his head in the bowl and muttered: "The princess is so enthusiastic haha, I eat, I eat eat."

He was not immune to Xuan Ziyu's smile at first, but now... that person is still so close to him, and there is still a very pleasing smile on his beautiful face, why doesn't Lin Jinhuan do it... Xiao Little crazy!

At this moment, the emotion hidden in his heart that was suppressed by him surged out of his heart, and he couldn't stop rolling.

At this moment, he only knew how to be obedient and kept pushing things into his mouth, his mind was full of Xuan Ziyu's frowning, smiling, frowning and distressed expressions.

The pure classmate love that existed between the two did not know when it changed.

When Lin Jinhuan discovered that the relationship between the two of them since they were young and disliked each other had fermented into... a special kind of affection, he stayed away from this person, and never took the initiative to provoke him, and so did the other party.

But this time, when he came back from Jiangnan, after hearing such a horrific situation, he couldn't bear it anymore and rushed to Ningxiu's mansion impatiently.

In fact, he is a drunkard who doesn't care about drinking.

Came here under the guise of visiting my friend Ning Xiu... It's really dirty and shameful to covet someone's newlywed princess!

"Well……"

Lin Jinhuan, who was immersed in his own thoughts, suddenly became dizzy, his eyes turned white, and his mouth was full of unchewed food. He looked at Xuan Ziyu in horror and embarrassment, and sprayed the food in his mouth without any regard for elegance. When she came out, a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, she covered her stomach and pointed at Xuan Ziyu in disbelief: "You...you...you...there is laxative in the dish?!"

"Haha! You are such a clever little child prodigy, the third son of the Lin family!"

Xuan Ziyu got up, put his hands on his akimbo and laughed wildly.

"How is it? Does your stomach feel like being abused now?!"

It is so rare to see the romantic, suave and unrestrained third son of the Lin family making a fool of himself, if possible... Xuan Ziyu rolled his eyes, looked at the rice paper and brushes unfolded on the desk, stopped laughing, picked up the Langhao brush, Pointing to the way Lin Jinhuan was clutching his stomach and whimpering in pain, he ordered, "Just keep that position, keep it, keep that position, I'm going to record this time, um...that's awesome."

From the moment Ning Xiu stepped into the courtyard of the study with the wine jar in his arms, he heard these two different sounds.

One is an extremely depressing and hoarse voice, and the other is an excited and joyful voice with a slight tremor.

And... for those outrageous words, Ning Xiu frowned his handsome eyebrows, and the aura on his face was comparable to the ice on Tianshan Mountain that hadn't melted for a hundred years.

His princess will not be—

Walking quickly to the door, he glanced inside intently, Ning Xiu's expression suddenly changed and he quickly entered the room, "What's wrong with you?"

He put the wine jar on the table, and reached out to touch Lin Jinhuan, who was lying on the table half dead and humming.

"do not move!"

Lin Jinhuan stopped drinking, "I want to maintain this posture."

Behind the desk, Xuan Ziyu was vigorously waving the Langhao brush to copy on the rice paper.

"Don't block your sight, my lord." Xuan Ziyu shook his head triumphantly and said, "Now I'm painting for Mr. Lin, who is tortured by laxatives, Lin Shentong!"

"laxative?"

Ning Xiu repeated with a dark face, "You guys, you are too nonsense!" He stretched out his hand to help Lin Jinhuan up, called two young servants, handed the dying Young Master Lin to the young servants, and said, "Send him Go to the hut, the two of you wait outside."

"Yes, my lord."

After the two servants took Mr. Lin who was curled up in pain from Ning Xiu's hands, they left the study.

Xuan Ziyu snorted coldly, put the brush on the case casually, stopped looking at Ning Xiu, and was about to walk out of the room, but Ning Xiu grabbed his arm.

"What?"

"The medicine you put in the dish?"

The slender figure flickered, completely blocking Xuan Ziyu's way.

Xuan Ziyu looked up at the roof, blinked innocently and said, "The laxatives were accidentally scattered from the bottle, and I didn't mean to."

"what?!"

Ning Xiu's forehead was bulging with veins, he waved over a table of delicacies, and said, "Xuan Ziyu, your behavior is really too presumptuous!"

There was a crackling sound, Xuan Ziyu's frightened body trembled slightly, he broke free from Ning Xiu's restraint and gave him a complicated look, then walked past him, and walked out of the study without looking back.

12. This prince is not too cold...

Ever since he left Lin Jinhuan and collapsed in the Wangfu and was sent back to Linfu by the servants, Ning Xiu never appeared in front of Xuan Ziyu at all.

For a whole day and a half, Xuan Ziyu was consciously bored in the room and did not make any noise in the mansion.

Er Baozi came back from Xuan Mansion and told Xuan Ziyu the regrettable news that the jasper flute could not be repaired, and once the things made of jade were broken, it would be difficult to restore them.

Xuan Ziyu accepted this fact from the bottom of his heart, and he shrugged his shoulders in frustration. There is no way he didn't smash the flute on purpose. He thought that Xuan Ziluo could find a way to help him, but unfortunately things backfired and he didn't care about anything. use.

Xuan Ziyu sat in front of the window, looking at the cold night. Tomorrow was the day for him to return home. Tonight, Ning Xiu still did not show up. At this moment, Xuan Ziyu was looking forward to her husband's arrival like an abandoned woman.

It's a pity that the prince can't feel it at all.

Er Baozi looked at the lonely figure, and the lonely master couldn't help feeling distressed from the bottom of his heart. He went to the bedroom with a wink, took a cloak and put it on Xuan Ziyu, saying: "My lord, it's late at night, you should rest."

"Ah."

Xuan Ziyu waved his hand, and sighed full of melancholy.Still sitting by the window, unwilling to move his butt.

Er Baozi urged again, "My lord is more exposed, let's rest."

"Ah."

Sighing again, he remained motionless.

"Sir, you..."

"Second Treasure! Do you think I'm too aggrieved to marry here?"

"what?"

Xuan Ziyu asked again, "Why didn't I quite let Ning Xiu marry to Xuanfu at that time!"

Bang!

Er Baozi fell to the ground with an unsteady figure, with gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and Venus swirling around in front of him. After he recovered, he got up from the ground in embarrassment, covering his painful waist, and dusted the dust on his body with a small voice. He replied: "My lord probably won't agree to...Your Master's request!"

Let Ning Xiu put on the bride's wedding dress and go to the Xuanfu in a sedan chair carried eight times to get married, this Xuan Ziyu really dare to imagine!

But... the prince who always looks cold and paralyzed dressed as a pretty bride must look much more vivid than now!

"Oh... a mistake!"

Xuan Ziyu sighed with emotion, stood up and was dazed, he hastily reached out and grabbed Er Baozi's arm, and hurriedly said, "Hurry up and help Master Er Bao to lie down on the bed."

"Ah."

Er Baozi looked Xuan Ziyu up and down worriedly, helped him lie on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and exited the bedroom.

On the bed, Xuan Ziyu nimbly sat up from the bed the moment Er Baozi closed the door.

Sitting cross-legged in meditation, he felt his own pulse, and the next moment his handsome face twisted.

He didn't expect that the soul-severing poison was so overbearing, it had already invaded his internal organs in less than half a year!

Xuan Ziyu frowned in pain, the pain in his lower abdomen slowly extended to his chest as if possessing some kind of magical power, Xuan Ziyu yelled: "Er Treasure, hurry up and find Eldest Young Master!"

Xuan Ziyu's body and bones have been different from ordinary people since he was a child, and he is even more sensitive to pain. Whenever he feels pain, he will become dizzy and confused.

Er Baozi rushed in, looked anxiously at the master who was rolling on the bed, and then fled out of the bedroom as if flying, to Ning Xiu's separate bedroom in another courtyard.

The relationship between the newlyweds was so bad that they started living apart on the second day of their wedding!

Er Baozi was so impatient, he broke through the block of the boy guarding Ning Xiu's bedroom regardless, and broke into Ning Xiu's room like a headless chicken.

Prince Jing had just finished taking a bath and was sitting behind the table reading a very thick book in his hands. Seeing Liu Erbao rushing in without a face, his face darkened, and he snorted coldly, "Why are you panicking?"

Seeing Ning Xiu's sinister eyes, Er Baozi was so frightened that his legs became weak, and he knelt down on the ground with a thump, "Princess, the concubine is poisoned, my lord, you..."

As the wind blows by, Er Baozi hates the presence of Ning Xiu's shadow in the house.

After hearing the news, Ning Xiu dodged out of the room almost reflexively, and ran to Xuan Ziyu's bedroom in the blink of an eye by using the lightness skill of flying over the eaves and walls.

At this time, Prince Jing's newlywed concubine was rolling her eyes, lying upright on the bed with a pale face, lingering on her last breath.

Ning Xiu tried his best to breathe steadily, stabilized his mind, pretended to be calm, but actually walked into the bedroom with great worry in his heart, walked to the bed, leaned over to examine Xuan Ziyu's movements, and held Xuan Ziyu sleepily like a doctor. He glanced at his eyeballs and said, "Where does it hurt?"

"Well... Ning Xiu..."

Hearing the sound, Xuan Ziyu stretched out his arms to hug Ning Xiu's thin waist like a missing child who finally found his mother, and hugged Ning Xiu desperately into his arms like a big pet.

"It hurts badly..." He squinted his eyes in an unsteady voice, and said, "Quick, quick... go back to Xuanfu."

"It's still early, it's okay to go back tomorrow morning."

Xuan Ziyu hummed: "I should be cremated when I go back tomorrow morning!"

Ning Xiu's heart skipped a beat, he tore off his underwear and rubbed his lower abdomen to help him relieve the pain and asked, "How about this? Is it better?"

Xuan Ziyu opened his eyes and burst out laughing, his expression was very cute, he hummed and said, "Well, it's good... a little... Ah, it hurts me to death!"

Ning Xiu raised his eyebrows dangerously, and rubbed his stomach a little more forcefully, only to get Xuan Ziyu's exclamation.

Xuan Ziyu struggled wildly in pain, holding Ning Xiu's sleeves tightly with both hands and wreaking havoc, the wailing sound became more and more abnormal.

Ning Xiu saw that his brows stretched, and his face became ruddy a lot, but he kept yelling about the pain, his eyes dimmed a little while looking at him, and he slapped his stomach viciously a few times. .

"Ah! ah! ah! murder!"

Xuan Ziyu clutched his stomach and jumped up from a carp on the bed, pointed at Ning Xiu's nose with angry eyebrows and shouted: "Do you want to kill me?"

Ning Xiu got up gracefully, straightening the wrinkled cuffs grabbed by Xuan Ziyu with downcast eyes and coldly humming: "Why doesn't it hurt anymore?"

Xuan Ziyu's face changed, and he frowned and smiled playfully.

"It really hurt just now!"

Like a little daughter-in-law, she pulled Ning Xiu's sleeve and said in a coquettish voice.

Ning Xiu shuddered and got goosebumps all over his body.

"Speak normally to me."

Xuan Ziyu snorted in disdain, pointed at the bed and said, "Sit down, I have something to tell you."

Ning Xiu frowned, hesitated for a moment, and sat beside Xuan Ziyu.

"I asked my eldest brother to find someone to repair that jasper flute, but it can't be repaired." He looked into Ning Xiu's eyes calmly and said, "I didn't mean to break it, so I regret the wedding gift that Young Master Lin gave you. You will never see it again."

Ning Xiu raised his eyebrows slightly, "Is there anything else besides this?"

That thing was originally a plaything, but the jasper flute made of jade is very rare in the world, so he loves it so much. Besides, Lin Jinhuan wanted to give him such a treasure, so he should cherish his friends Isn't it something that is gifted?

As for Xuan Ziyu's mistake, Ning Xiu didn't want to say anything more.

Because there are countless weird things that happened to Xuan Ziyu, and he didn't make any arrangements for the man who had married him as his wife.

At first, Ning Xiu originally thought that when Xuan Ziyu got married, he would learn the rules in the palace and suffer a little bit, but now it seems... Ning Xiu has completely given up on that idea.

As far as Xuan Ziyu is concerned, except for the occasional mischievous and arrogant personality, he is not a heinous villain.

Furthermore, no matter what kind of stunning person Xuan Ziyu's face is compared with, it will not fall behind others.

Even if Ning Xiu was immune to beauties, looking at that pleasing face every day, he really couldn't bear to abuse her.

Because Ning Xiu is not a sadist who likes to ravage people.

What's more, Ning Xiu has admiration for Xuan Ziyu's family from the bottom of his heart.

Xuan Ziyu's father can also be regarded as his aunt of the opposite sex, and his father is a relative of the opposite sex who even the emperor gives three points of respect.

So from an objective point of view, the relationship between the parents is there, and they have no reason to abuse each other to death.

Ning Xiu couldn't agree with Xuan Ziyu's various behaviors, but it didn't mean he couldn't accept it.

After all, he has been an adult for so long, and he has had sex with his concubines many times. It is strange that no matter how hard he tries, those concubines' stomachs have not been able to conceive a man and a woman for him. .

Ning Xiu couldn't be sure that the child in Xuan Ziyu's stomach was his, but the person involved insisted that it was his. Ning Xiu was also a little puzzled about this, but now Xuan Ziyu was poisoned with a rare and poisonous substance, and there was a baby in his stomach. Life, Ning Xiu is not a wolf-hearted person without any humane conscience, even if he has only a little affection for Xuan Ziyu at this time, because of the current relationship between the two of them, he will not just ignore Xuan Ziyu's suffering and suffering .

Seeing Ning Xiu's gloomy face, Xuan Ziyu was immersed in his own thoughts and refused to extricate himself, so he couldn't help but feel a little lost.

Usually he is more eye-catching and attracts attention in the crowd, but when Ning Xiu is here, his charm seems to be greatly reduced immediately.

Ning Xiu not only regarded him as an ordinary passer-by, but also... Xuan Ziyu rolled his eyes, grabbed Ning Xiu's hand and asked coldly, "What have you been doing these two days?"

"Huh?" Ning