Bloodline contract: Mr. Nan, lightly hug

"Who said no? Poor boss Ji."

Su Jin'er, who was still eloquent at first, was completely speechless at this moment.

She walked up to Nan Hanxi awkwardly.

"My lord, I...don't listen to me..."

However, what he got in exchange was a cold look in his eyes.

"Hehe, Concubine Side is becoming more and more powerful, and even learned to perform these insidious tricks. Do you remember that this king said that if anyone dares to do anything wrong in the palace, this king will never be polite."

Hearing this, Su Jin'er was so frightened that she ran to Ji Muyun and knelt down.

As if she really knew her mistake, she kowtowed.

"Boss Ji, it was all my fault before. I believed the lies of those maids, so I treated you like an enemy. Here, I sincerely say sorry to you."

Although she treated herself like that before, but now that she knows her mistakes and can correct them, it can be forgiven.

So Ji Muyun nodded hurriedly, ready to say something.

But Nan Hanxi on the side had already spat out a few words coldly.

"By the king's order, the concubine Su's backside is too jealous, she actually wants to persecute innocent people, and now she is moved to the backyard. Without my king's order, no one is allowed to release her."

These words completely made Su Jin'er fall to the ground.

Soon, she was taken down.

And at this time, Nan Hanxi smiled and waved at the child who spoke just now.

"Mu'er, come to my father..."

As soon as the word father and king was spoken, Ji Muyun seemed to be struck by lightning.

What?This child calls him father, isn't he...

Unexpectedly, Nan Hanxi is here, and he is the father of the child!

Ji Muyun's disappointment happened to fall into Nan Hanxi's eyes.

He curled his lips slightly and smiled triumphantly.

"Mu'er, don't tell me, you and your Uncle Ji have a good relationship, and the word Mu is in the name. I remember that when you were adopted, you were just a little one. Today, you have grown up so much, and you are so wise in doing things." , He really is the good son of the father."

When Ji Muyun, who was still in sadness, heard about the adoption, his brows that were knit together instantly relaxed.

This child's name is Nan Yunmu, and it was an abandoned baby picked up by Nan Hanxi when he was on the battlefield.

Because he felt that he was destined to be with this child, Nan Hanxi named him, and asked everyone in the mansion to call him the little prince.

Very obediently walked to Ji Muyun's side, Nan Yunmu looked at him worriedly.

"Uncle, are the scars on your body okay? Does it hurt?"

The child couldn't help but remind himself of Xiao Juntao.

After stroking his little head, Ji Muyun hurriedly shook his head.

"Uncle is fine, thanks to Mu'er this time, otherwise, Uncle might not be able to explain why he is right! Really..."

But before he finished speaking, Nan Hanxi next to him carried him up very domineeringly, and walked into the inner room.

Ji Muyun was flustered, wondering what he was going to do again.

But after entering the inner room, Nan Hanxi put him on the bed very carefully, and then took out the golden sore medicine in his sleeve.

He gently took off his blood-stained clothes.

Nanhan Xicai carefully wiped the wound medicine on him with a cotton ball.

Although his back was in hot pain, Ji Muyun was very happy in his heart.

At this moment, it seems that he has gone back with Nan Hanxi.

"My lord, you already know that I didn't steal it, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't let Mu'er speak for me."

With surprise, Ji Muyun whispered.