Outside, Liang'er was almost asleep from waiting.

Seeing her finally come out, he hurried over to greet her.

"Princess, is your injury?"

Nanzhi pulled her clothes tighter to cover the marks on her neck.

"alright."

"Really?" Liang'er exclaimed excitedly, "The Imperial Preceptor really agreed to heal your injuries?"

Nanzhi nodded, her face somber, and followed Liang'er into the carriage.

003 sighed at her naiveté: "Yes, she spent three hours healing her injuries, her whole body ached, her legs could barely stand, and she's almost pregnant."

"Stop talking nonsense, go read your hentai comics."

003 cautiously clutched the small H-manga in her pocket. "Zhizhi, how did you know?"

But I felt hot.

No tears were falling helplessly.

You couldn't help but ask, "What happened?"

My throat felt like it was blocked by something, and this suffocating feeling prevented me from making a sound.

Nie Jue stayed with Cao Lihan for two hours before leaving through the front gate.

After washing up, Nie Jue went to the study.

I took a step forward, almost stopping.

Autumn leaves fall, winter is slowly approaching.

Yes, it's just you.

"Has the Eighth Princess been caught?"

Sheng Yan watched as the sharp blade pointed at your slender neck, and his eyes flickered.

Nanzhi, wearing a straw hat, stood at the front door and saw Nie Jue through the crack in the door.

Liang'er just told you about your visit to Cao Li.

Nie Jue was about to go to bed when he sensed its presence; it wasn't too late yet.

"The princess has been so good to you, how could you bear to hurt her?"

Like a banished immortal descended to the mortal world, devoid of worldly charm.

Nanzhi stood there, the cold wind whistling and seeping into my collar.

The news that Cao Li had not met with the women he was considering marrying had slowly reached the Sheng residence after several days of service.

Just as Sheng's father was about to take Nanzhi back, Nanzhi noticed an unfamiliar carriage parked in front of the Imperial Preceptor's residence.

In my moment of despair, I accidentally bumped into a bottle under the dressing table.

Nie Jue was still tired. "Yes, I will see you."

Out of doubt, I told my father to go back first, and I followed him down.

Sheng Yan didn't go out; Liang'er left after she finished scolding him.

Nie Jue took Su Yu's hand and slowly walked back outside.

“I am not a coward or a heartless man, Princess, please don’t worry about me.”

Nie Jue was really exhausted, and on the seventh day, she didn't get up until almost noon.

Sheng Yan certainly remembered.

[Ding, Nan Zhi's dislike level is 70%.]

Just as panic flashed in your eyes, and you thought you were doomed, Yunzhu's sword was suddenly intercepted by another sword.

Yunzhu hadn't even gripped her sword before she slashed at him.

As soon as you let go, Su Yu quickly pulled you back.

As Liang'er dressed you, she said, "A noble young master, a wicked fellow, has come to the gate to propose marriage to you. Would you like to meet him, Princess?"

The thought that this was impossible filled me with panic.

It's as if that way, the pain under the face and the pain outside the heart can be relieved instantly.

You lost that gamble.

I saw it was him, the boy I had been longing for, holding someone else's hand, smiling at me with stern eyes.

Just as Sheng Yan was about to drag you away, Nie Jue called out to you.

As always, Sheng Yan refused to see any guests.

"knew."

As a woman, Su Yu seems very sensitive, more indifferent, and less tender.

The bottle rolled to my feet, and I looked at the unfamiliar design. It was the Snow Condensation Cream that Nie Jue had given me.

Nie Jue paused for a moment, but instead of letting go of Su Yu, she deepened the kiss.

Nie Jue was stunned for a moment.

The other one is the villainous Imperial Advisor.

I wanted to press you for answers, but do I even have the right to ask you?

I've always been willing to use it.

Nie Jue stood on tiptoe, tilted her head back, and kissed him.

[Ding, Su Yu's dislike level is 85%.]

"Sheng Yan, wait a moment."

You give him eight chances. If he kills you, he wins; if not, he's at your mercy.

You had nowhere to escape, and you hated Nie Jue to the core. Seeing that you were forced into a corner, you gritted your teeth and slipped away from the Princess's residence.

You are naturally Sheng Yan's opponent, and you were knocked unconscious by Cao Li in no time.

"Do you remember the bet you made?"

You gripped the sword in my hand, pointed it at yourself, and said hastily, "There's only one chance left."

Yunzhu was furious when she saw that I dared to stop you, and she drew her sword and stabbed at Sheng Yan.

He looked at his own face in the mirror, and he loathed it, which was why he was so afraid of being seen by Nie Jue...

The next day, Liang'er went to find Sheng Yan.

It is Nan Zhi.

Nanzhi's eyes lit up as she listened to the news her father brought.

Did Su Yu tell you that I can sense you as soon as you get close to the Imperial Preceptor's residence?

Nanzhi touched the hideous scar on her face.

Nan Zhi Ao was either a descendant of Sheng Fu or came to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion.

At that moment, I silently picked it up and held it tightly in my hand.

After all, such things were rare in the past, and everyone wanted to know.

"You knew it."

I look at you, and it seems like you've said everything, yet it also seems like you've said everything.

On the carriage, Nanzhi rarely spoke.

Liang'er thought she was unhappy because she had argued with Sheng Yan, so she kept comforting her.

[Zhizhi, Nanzhi saw him holding Suyu's hand.]

I should be shocked that Su Yu is a man.

But Su Yu's Adam's apple caught his eye.

But why am I so hesitant to take action?

You had just stepped out the front door when you saw me waiting there.

"Yan'er, if the princess still cares about him, why don't you come looking for him and tell him the truth?"

But I was also hesitant; I myself hoped that the treacherous imperial advisor could somehow ruin my face...

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