Chapter 7 Be beaten

I stood in front of the person in oil smoke. When I saw the man clearly, I felt that I was so embarrassed.

The best white silk dark pattern robe, gold-trimmed embroidered belt, ribbon hair on the head. The eyes are like hanging beads, and under the high bridge of the nose is a thin lip, pink like a begonia flower.

He looked at me deeply, bending his lips into an elegant curvature. Oh, I really lost to him. What a handsome mess. God bless me, I hope I haven't run out yet.

"Qier..." The perfect magnetic voice is over, and I have completely fallen.

In this way, I stood stupidly for a long time until Yan Yingchen hesitated and said, "Nian'er, this is Li, do you remember?"

He shook his head blankly, but saw a deep pain in his calm eyes.

"Qier, I'm sorry, you're sick, but I'm not with you." Looking at the handsome man's painful expression, I hurriedly comforted him: "It doesn't matter. I'm living well. Don't feel guilty, haha--" with an embarrassed smile.

Li was stunned and said slowly, "You are really different."

A few people were speechless for a while, and I didn't know what to say. Each of them said that I was different. What can I say? I'm Long Xinyi.

"Nian'er, there are many guests now. Go and help Fuquan first. Li and I will wait for you inside. It was Yan Yingchen who broke the deadlock, so I took the opportunity to sneak back to the kitchen.

I held the pot in my hand, but I kept thinking about it. Li, it's Nangong Li, right? How many princes is he? The reason why I think so is that there is only the surname of Nangong Royal Family in Nanyuan.

Li called me "Qing'er" and should be very familiar with Yan Nianqing. He didn't call "Nian'er" with Yan Yingchen, probably because he is not from the Yan family, so he doesn't have to worry about "Qing" being my mother's name. Recalling his painful eyes and words of pity... He likes Yan Nianqing very much. Alas, why am I sad?

After finishing my work, I dragged my tired body inside. Seeing Nangong Li's distressed eyes, I was shocked again.

"Li..." I couldn't help calling out softly.

"Well," Yan Yingchen cleared his throat and said, "You talk first. I'll go out to help them."

I sat down beside Nangong Li, and he looked at me fixedly, as if he wanted to find the person he used to be.

"Li, I don't remember much about the past. Can you tell me?" I really want to know their stories.

Looking at my serious appearance, Li laughed softly and looked at me dotingly and said, "Okay, then I'll tell you about me."

"I'm Nangong Li, the third son of Emperor Xuan. My mother is Lan Shufei. When I was seven years old, she was gone." Speaking of his mother, I thought he would be sad, but I saw an indifference in his eyes, oh, this man.

"My growth is nothing special. I'm afraid the growth of the prince has been no different since ancient times."

"When I was ten years old, I met Yingchen and the little you standing behind him. At that time, you were always quiet, a little man like a jade statue, and you would obediently call me 'Brother Li'. The corners of your mouth gradually hung with a warm smile.

"Later, we often met, and after getting familiar with each other, we gradually talked more and more. I found that you are different from those girls in the palace. You are as pure as the snow falling in winter, which makes people can't help but want to take care of you.

"We grow up slowly. You and I make an appointment to ask my father to marry you. Unexpectedly, just a month before you were about to reach the border, the court received an urgent report that there was a rebellion at the border gate. My father ordered me to lead the army to calm the chaos and didn't return to Liangcheng until two days ago. Marriage? Yan Nianqing is a concubine. I'm afraid it's not that easy...

"As a result, I received the news that you were seriously ill and lost your memory as soon as you came back." Nangong Li smiled bitterly.

I pretended not to hear it and asked him lightly: "Is it chaotic? That must be very thrilling. Tell me about it.

"Qier, haven't you always liked these fighting and killing things?"

"I changed my mind after losing my memory. Come on, I want to hear it."

Nangong Li had no choice but to tell me how he was deadlocked with the rebels at the border, how to capture the rebel leader, and how to persuade the rebels to return. Speaking of tension, although he knew that he was safe, he still wet his palms. It was not until he said that he calmed down the situation without harming a soldier.

It's a pleasure to chat with Li. He is always so soft and elegant. But his thin cheeks are also heartbreaking.

Looking at the sky through the window, it's getting late. Li said, "Qier, it's getting late. I'll take you back."

"Hmm." He stood up and stretched out, nodded and said, "I'm really tired today. My back hurts."

Li frowned slightly and opened his mouth, but said nothing.

When I saw it, I winked at him and said, "Don't worry, I'm an armored superman, and I won't fall so easily." Then he put on an Ultraman's shape, which finally made Li laugh.

and Li went out to know that Yan Yingchen had gone back a long time ago. Really, I don't care about my sister. However, on second thought, there was still Li around, and there was a burst of joy.

On the way back, I talked all the way to Li. When I arrived at Yan Mansion, he told me a few more words and left.

As soon as I entered the gate of Yanfu, the housekeeper Yan Xing came over and said to me respectfully, "Miss, are you back? The ladies are waiting for you in the front hall.

Wait for me? What do you mean? Have I been outside these days, and Yan Xiu finally can't help getting an attack? Forget it, don't worry about him. Let's go first.

When I got to the front hall, I saw a man kneeling upright on the ground. It was Yan Yingchen!

"Brother." I exclaimed and walked quickly towards him.

"Kneel down!" The sound in front of me stopped me, and it was the angry voice of Master Yan sitting in front of me.

Yan Yingchen pulled me slightly, and I knelt down unprepared.

My fire came up with a sip. I can't help thinking that I haven't knelt down since I was a child. I will kneel to you as soon as I wear it back. Why? Thinking that I was going to stand up, I was clasped by Yan Yingchen's wrist.

"You...look what you look like. The second lady of the hall, dressed like this, appeared outside. Hearing this, I lowered my head and looked at what I was wearing. There was nothing abnormal, but I wore men's clothing and it was a little dirty.

"Dad, it's precisely because I'm Miss Yanfu. Do you want me to appear outside in women's clothing?" Humph! A stubborn old man.

"Over the years, you have often gone out to play. For the sake of your dead mother, I have never restrained you too much. But how can you be so presumptuous?

"How dare you ask your father, where is Nianqing presumptuous? I have never done anything beyond. As soon as I raised my head and met Yan Xiu's angry eyes, I was not afraid of you.

"How dare you say it! Your third mother said that you were very close to a low-status person in the street that day. Low identity? I didn't know what he was talking about for a moment.

After thinking about it carefully, I remembered that I did go out with Fuquan one day. That day, I took Fuquan out to buy ingredients and taught him to know more. Thinking of this section, I heard Yan Xiu say that Fuquan's identity is low, and I can't suppress my heart.

I shook off Yan Yingchen and stood up. First, I stared at the third lady fiercely for a few seconds. Her little man's ambitious smile immediately froze on her face. She didn't expect Yan Nianqing to do the same.

I turned my face and looked at Yan Xiu. When he saw me stand up, he was so angry that he was speechless.

"Dad, first of all, I want to tell you that the humble person you are my friend. We are innocent, but someone wants to impose a crime on me, and I have nothing to say. In addition, I would like to tell you that there is no difference between noble and low in the world. He is as human as you, no different. Only by respecting others can you be respected by others. You are highly powerful, but you should always respect others.

"You...you" Yan Xiu pointed to my hand and trembled, but couldn't speak.

"Nianqing, you, as a girl, should always be a little ashamed. What does it look like to pull with a man in broad daylight?" The eldest lady added oil and vinegar to the side, and Yan Xiu's face turned green.

"What's wrong with me? It's normal to be with friends. Why make such a fuss?

"Okay, you...cough" Yan Xiu's face changed, pressed his chest, endured the pain, and shouted, "Come on, I'll serve you."

After saying that, everyone present was stunned. But in an instant, most people turned into an expression waiting to watch a good show.

Only the fourth lady and Yan Huaishu were anxious on one side, but they did not dare to squeak. When I saw Huaishu, my heart suddenly widened. Although I have only seen this child a few times, he loves him very much. He is a sensible and lovely child.

Thinking about it, Yan Xing had brought the board with two families.

Who knew that Huaishu actually broke away from the fourth lady, knelt down in front of Yan Xiu, and cried, "Dad, please, don't beat Sister Nianqing, please."

Listening to the childish voice of Huaishu, my tears came down. Before I could speak, Yan Xiu interrupted his book with a roar: "Go back, no one is allowed to plead, otherwise we will go to the family law together."

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the fourth lady over there was soft. Fortunately, the maids around her were almost holding her.

"Huisho, go back to your mother quickly. Leave me alone, my sister is not afraid of being beaten. Go back quickly!" I shouted at Huaishu, looked at Huaishu, looked at the fourth lady with tears on her face, and finally walked back to the fourth lady sensible.

As soon as a heart was put back in his stomach, he heard Yan Yingchen's clear voice sounded behind him: "Yingchen is willing to be punished on behalf of his sister."

"Okay, I wanted to let you go. Since you are willing to be punished, come and hit me." Yan Xiu seems to be about to lose his mind.

Listening to Yan Yingchen's words, my tears were like broken beads and kept falling down.

The servants took their orders and raised the board to fight. As soon as I saw it and didn't think about it, I rushed over, protected Yan Yingchen, and said to Yan Xiu, "It's my mistake. If you want to hit me, hit me. What's wrong with my brother? You are the prime minister of the dynasty. It's me who just received the family law. How can you go back on your head and beat my brother again?

"You... If you want to be beaten, I will complete you, Yan Xing!"

"Yes, sir." Two more families came in and held Yan Yingchen on the ground. I think they were afraid of beating me Yan Yingchen and beating them away. It's really a villain.

"Dad, Nianqing has just recovered and can't stand this board. Let Yingchen be punished." Yan Yingchen's voice was already a little trembling.

Yan Xiu didn't say anything, just waved his hand, and immediately two families came over and twisted my hand.

I only heard the sound of the board sounding crisply on my body, and I suddenly wanted to sing.

"How can you hear my gentle blessing...

I can't find a way out when you are disappointed

... He can't be comforted in his arms. It turns out that jealousy and love can't get along with each other.

Even if... I regret it, I can't redeem myself

When the wind blows through the valley, I will remember the happiness I owe you..."

It's strange that I sang a song "Odeed Happiness to You" under such circumstances.

Yan Yingchen couldn't bear to look away. There were faint tears in the corners of his eyes, and he actually cried.

The people behind him are still counting: "21, 22..."

It is estimated that the skin is already open, the chest is churning, and the smell of blood in the mouth is gradually aggravated. The things in front of me began to become blurred. Looking at Yan Yingchen next to me, I tried to smile, but I didn't know if it was ugly.

He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but a mouthful of blood spewed out. Well, it turns out that the TV series is true. People really spit blood like this.

"Nianqing!" Yan Yingchen shouted in his ear and looked at him vaguely. He struggled away from the family who was pressing him and rushed behind me.

"Puff, crack" a few muffled, and the last few boards hit my brother firmly. It really hurts. He must be very painful, all because of me.

Jiading let go of his hand, and Yan Yingchen gently took over my body. Watching me implement the family law, Yan Xiu finally shook his sleeves and left.

He fell into Yan Yingchen's arms and smelled the faint fragrance on his body. He was so relieved.

"Brother,... I'm sorry... I couldn't... protect it well, Nianqing..." My voice gradually became inaudible, and I finally lost consciousness.