The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 400 399: Here she comes
Nan Zhuohua and Bixi wandered the streets all afternoon, and they didn't come back until it got dark.

Bixi bought a bunch of things and brought them back to the Huainan Prince's Mansion, and also bought fabric for embroidering purses, saying that she would learn how to embroider purses at night, so she could give them to Jun Elegy tomorrow.

Nan Zhuohua went shopping all afternoon, but bought nothing but two bunches of candied haws.

Even though the soul has grown up, he still likes these sweet and sour things.

When Nan Zhuohua walked to the palace, the sky was already dark.

On the way she went to Lanyue Palace, she met Jing Chuwan, who was insane. Ever since Jing Yuanzhao and Queen Qin's party fell, Jing Chuwan was left alone in the harem, and Emperor Hongyuan left her to fend for herself.

Now Jing Chuwan is down and out, without the noble air of a princess before, her hair is disheveled and knotted, her dress is also torn, as if she hasn't been changed for a long time, and the saliva is still dripping down the corners of her mouth.

This embarrassment is not as dignified as before, just like a beggar on the street.

Although Jing Chuwan's mind is only a few years old now, when he saw Nan Zhuohua, he still subconsciously loathed and rejected him.

She picked up many small stones from the ground, threw them towards Nan Zhuohua, and cursed: "Little bitch, I'll kill you."

Nan Zhuohua frowned, easily avoided the flying stones, looked down at the one that fell by his feet, moved his toes, kicked up the stones, and hit the middle of Jing Chuwan's eyebrows.

Nan Zhuohua didn't use much force, Jing Chuwan's brows were just a little red and swollen, if she really used force, the stone would directly kill Jing Chuwan.

Jing Chuwan covered the aching brows, sat on the ground and cried "Wow", rolling around like a child.

Her cries attracted the palace people, all of whom were from Jing Chuwan's palace. They happened to be looking for Jing Chuwan. Although Jing Chuwan was no longer favored, she was still a princess. Definitely hold them accountable.

Several people dragged Jing Chuwan up from the ground, then nodded and bowed to Nan Zhuohua, flattering and apologizing, they all knew that this was the most beloved apprentice of the national teacher, so naturally they didn't dare to offend her.

Nan Zhuohua raised his lazy brows without saying anything, and walked back to the Moon Palace directly.

Several palace people sent Jing Chuwan, who was crying with snot and tears, back to her palace.

A hundred meters away from Lanyue Palace, Nan Zhuohua saw Yun Ranyue waiting for her in the light night.

Nan Zhuohua walked over slowly, opened his arms, Yun Ranyue smiled slightly, and hugged her in his arms.

In the past, when the little girl saw her, she could not wait to run over all the way, but now she walks slowly.

When the soul grows up, it is much more stable than when it was a child.

Nan Zhuohua put the candied haws in his hand to his mouth: "Taste it."

Yun Ranyue lowered her eyes and frowned slightly. He didn't like sweets very much.

He took a small bite of the honey wrapped in it, it was very sweet.

Nan Zhuohua asked: "Is it delicious?"

"Well, it's just a little sweet."

"Sweet is delicious," Nan Zhuohua snorted, and stuffed a hawthorn into his mouth.

Yun Ranyue frowned slightly, feeling her teeth sore.

Nan Zhuohua ate with relish, bit off half of the hawthorn, and stuffed the remaining half into Yun Ranyue's mouth.

Yun Ranyue held it in her mouth, frowning sourly.

Nan Zhuohua asked: "Is it delicious?"

Yun Ranyue shook her head: "Sour."

Nan Zhuohua hugged his neck tightly, moved his small face closer, and licked his small mouth: "Then why don't you give it back to me, and I'll eat it for you."

return?How to return it?
Yun Ranyue chewed lightly a few times, enduring the sourness and silently swallowed it into her stomach.

When Nan Zhuohua stuffed his mouth again, he put Nan Zhuohua on the ground and let her walk by herself.

Under the clear moonlight, the two slowly walked into Lanyue Palace.

In the dim night, a woman wrapped in a black robe stood quietly, looking at the pair of figures, one big and one small, her light golden eyes flashed darkly.

"Feng Yao, you were resurrected by someone."

The autumn wind at night was bleak, blowing a faint chill, just like her voice, as cool as water.

Her eyes fell on the snow-colored figure, and she licked her red lips, "Yun Ranyue, long time no see."

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Jing Chuwan was dragged into the palace by the palace people, and thrown to the ground by them.

Several palace people started to punch and kick her, cursing at the same time: "You madman, stay in the palace well from now on, don't come out to cause trouble for us again."

"If you dare to implicate us, you will feel better."

"If you dare to run around again, you won't even think about eating in the future."

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Now the servants of this palace all look down on Jing Chuwan, and when they are in a bad mood, everyone will beat and scold him.

Just like she used to torture these palace servants if something went wrong.

This is about 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, Feng Shui turns around.

Jing Chuwan huddled in the corner, unable to speak after being beaten, and could only hold his head and cry loudly.

Several palace people panicked when they heard her cry, they all entered the palace, leaving her alone outside the palace, and didn't bother her any more.

Suddenly, a black shadow fell in front of Jing Chuwan with the chill of the evening wind. The woman squatted down slowly, raised Jing Chuwan's chin with her fingertips, and scrutinized her face carefully.

"Tsk, this face is not bad."

Jing Chuwan hugged her body tightly in fear, her eyes filled with fear.

At this time, a palace maid came out of the palace, her tone impatient: "Madman, it's time to eat." When she saw the black-robed woman in front of her, her voice stopped abruptly: "You, who are you?"

Immediately, the maid shouted into the palace: "Come on, someone trespassed on our palace."

The woman remained unmoved, as if she was not afraid of being discovered.

In an instant, all the palace people in the palace came over, wary of the black-robed woman in front of them, and asked sharply: "Who are you, why do you want to come to our palace?"

"Daring to break into the palace without permission is a capital offense."

"You wait, we'll find someone over here."

After a palace man finished speaking, he was about to call for someone, but just two steps away, his body was restrained by a strong breath, and the palace man's body could not move at all.

The woman suddenly raised her hand, her palm was surrounded by golden light and tightened. The bones of the palace man's whole body seemed to be twisted into twists, and his figure was distorted. He died terribly, but he didn't make a sound.

"what--"

The other palace people yelled in horror and backed away from the black-robed woman.

"Shh, be quiet."

The woman turned her head and whispered softly, and everyone could see clearly the face under the hood, which was extremely beautiful, so beautiful that it was not human, and those golden eyes were even more charming like a demon.

All the palaces were frightened and wanted to open their mouths to shout, but they all lost their voices in fright.

The woman looked back, looked at the scars on Jing Chuwan's body, and raised her finger to those palace servants: "These wounds were all caused by them?"

Jing Chuwan seemed to understand and nodded.

The woman's fingertips lightly brushed Jing Chuwan's cheek, "I'll help you kill them all, can you lend me your face, okay?"

Jing Chuwan raised her eyes to look at her ignorantly, nodded her head tremblingly, and said yes.

The woman smiled and was in a good mood: "It's so cute."

Waving his sleeves, a gust of wind blew up, before the palace servants had time to run, their internal organs were shattered by the powerful breath.

At the gate of the hall, there was a corpse lying on the ground.

The woman's fingertips brushed Jing Chuwan's cheeks, and she smiled softly: "You must do what you say."

"what!"

Immediately, there was a miserable scream, and Jing Chuwan lay on the ground twitching, his face was bloody and bloody, and he had lost all skin.

The woman took the freshly peeled off skin and admired it carefully, and the lightly drawn red lips were very happy.

(End of this chapter)