Rebirth of the Substitute Male Concubine

Li Wenyan's departure did not affect the remaining two people in the room, they were not familiar with Li Zhaodong Nangong Chenli.

Except that when he was whipped by Li Wenyan that day, he watched in the dark for a long time, and then stopped him when he was about to die, Nangong Chenli didn't have any impression of him, so Nangong Chenli didn't get up, just sat...

"Princess Xueqin, is this how you treat guests?" Li Zhaodong's voice was indifferent to displeasure, he was just looking for something to talk about, after all, he was not familiar with Nangong Chenli.

Regarding Nangong Chenli, Li Zhaodong didn't take it seriously at all. In his eyes, Nangong Chenli was just a tool that could be used to blackmail Xue Wuchi temporarily.

As for the tool, as long as it does not damage it, as for the mood of the tool?Does anyone care?

Li Zhaodong, this man is as arrogant and domineering as Xue Wuchi, and he is the kind of king who stands above him.

Li Zhaodong is Tianyao's patron saint and Xue Wuchi is Tianli's pride, both of them are people who hold great power, and both of them are people with constant halos.

But compared to Xue Wuchi, he is more cruel and Li Zhaodong is cruel, but they are also the kind of ruthless who don't take human life seriously.

"Great King of the East Courtyard, is this Tianli's residence of Prince Snow? Chen Li is not qualified to be the master of the residence of the King of the East Courtyard."

Calmly picked up the cold water on the table, Nangong Chenli only poured himself a glass, his movements were very slow, there was an indescribable slowness, but this kind of slowness not only did not make him look embarrassed, but also gave him a sense of laziness. smell.

But only Nangong Chenli understood that he didn't intentionally slow his movements so that people would misunderstand him, but that his hands were getting weaker and weaker, doing everything very slowly, and his hands were not far from being useless.

The hand, which was originally incapable of strength, became even more unbearable after Li Wenyan hung it up.

If Nangong Chenli hadn't used the golden needle to forcibly lift his strength, he would have been unable to lift his hand a long time ago, and he could just leave his embarrassed side to himself, no one would care about Nangong Chenli's weakness.

"No wonder Prince Xue is so indifferent to you. Concubine Xueqin, your temperament is really not pleasing." In addition to such a face.

"Thank you, my lord, for your reminder." With a calm look and slow movements, that lazy look seemed to be charming in a different way.

For a moment Li Zhaodong forgot the hideous wound on the man's face, he was simply impressed by the man's demeanor, this is a man with pride.

"Nangong Chenli, take care of yourself, the king will keep you safe while you are in Tianyao, as for the rest, it's up to you." Li Zhaodong waved his sleeves and prepared to leave.

The Nangong Chenli in front of him rejected people thousands of miles away, and he was not a man who would put his hot face on others' coldness. Since the handsome man in front of him refused coldly, then he didn't need to say anything more, after all... …What does Nangong Chenli have to do with him?

Nangong Chenli didn't even change the direction of his eyes as he just sat there without getting up to see off the guests. "My lord, go slowly..."

After Li Zhaodong left, Nangong Chenli put down the cup in his hand, and with a look of pain on his face, he gently touched his arm.

His hands... It hurts more and more, the tendons are too damaged, he doesn't know how long his hands can last, these hands really hurt...

Closing his eyes, blinking away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Nangong Chenli slowly walked to the bedside, took out the golden needle under the pillow, it might be a moment longer...