Wedding night!Jiangmen's direct daughter, she was robbed by the emperor's uncle

Chapter 113
"It's not an assassination."

"That is?"

Faced with Jiang Peihuan's puzzled expression, Xiao Nanye briefly explained what happened in the palace, and then continued, "The doctor has already seen my injury, and it's not a problem. It will be fine in a few days."

"It's just this dress, Huan'er, you might mend it."

"The prince still wants to wear this clothes?"

"Naturally, this is made by you yourself. To me, it is more precious than all the treasures. I came here to ask you if you can repair the damaged place?"

Hearing the man's words, Jiang Peihuan's eyes were full of surprise, she subconsciously looked into Xiao Nanye's eyes, but saw that his eyes were full of distress.

Jiang Peihuan's eyes showed a bit of complexity.

He is the emperor's uncle, so what kind of clothes do you want?

Thinking like this in my heart, I said like this, "My lord, with your status and status, you can have all the clothes you want, why bother..."

"Different."

The man interrupted Jiang Peihuan softly, and then said with a smile, "Although this dress is not expensive, it is your heart, Huaner, which is incomparable to anything."

His eyes are already deep, when you focus on one person, you can clearly see your own reflection in his eyes.

It feels like you are the only one in his eyes.

Jiang Peihuan didn't dare to look directly into the man's eyes, so she quickly averted her gaze, "I'm going to get the needle and thread."

After a while, Jiang Peihuan brought a needle and thread, looked at Xiao Nanye, and said softly, "Take off your clothes."

Hearing Jiang Peihuan's words, Xiao Nanye reached out and unbuttoned the front of his body.

Taking the clothes from the man, Jiang Peihuan looked at the place where the cuff was scratched. The scratched place was very obvious. There are a few green bamboos embroidered on it.

When Jiang Peihuan was embroidering, Xiao Nanye sat quietly by the side. Seeing her skillful flying needle and thread, Xiao Nanye's eyes were somewhat puzzled.

He asked Han Feng to investigate Jiang Peihuan, but she had never learned embroidery.

And what happened in the moat before.

"Huan'er, when did you learn to swim?"

"hiss……"

Xiao Nanye's words made Jiang Peihuan's fingertips tremble, and the needle directly pierced her fingertips.

"Let me see."

Hearing Jiang Peihuan's cry of pain, Xiao Nanye hurried forward, took her hand, saw the blood beads on her fingertips, the man's eyes showed a bit of annoyance, he lowered his head, and he directly engulfed her fingertips .

The warm breath instantly wrapped Jiang Peihuan's fingertips, and she could even feel a trace of heat. Looking at the person standing in front of her, Jiang Peihuan's eyes were full of surprise.

He let go of her hand when he felt the smell of blood disappear, and Jiang Peihuan quickly covered his hand with a handkerchief.

"It's my fault, I shouldn't ask."

Hearing this, Jiang Peihuan's eyelids trembled.

She thought that no one noticed that she could swim at the time, but it turned out that Xiao Nanye had already seen it.

After thinking about it, she said softly, "Since I fell into the water last time, I have learned it specially."

"Ah."

Unwilling to continue this topic, Xiao Nanye talked about Xiao Junhao's gift again, "This time, he probably won't have the time to trouble the Liu family."

"Do not."

Looking at Xiao Nanye, Jiang Peihuan told about Hai Dongqing's origin, and then continued, "I asked my cousin Liu's family to prepare this Hai Dongqing specially for King Qing."

Hearing Jiang Peihuan's words, Xiao Nanye raised his eyebrows.

Looking at Jiang Peihuan, the man smiled softly, "Huan'er, it seems that you really hate him."

"That's right, I hate King Qing deeply."

Seeing that the doubts in Xiao Nanye's eyes deepened, Jiang Peihuan changed the subject, picked up the clothes in her hands, looked at the man in front of her and said, "I've already mended the clothes, do you think it fits?"

Hearing Jiang Peihuan's words, Xiao Nanye didn't continue this topic, but put clothes on the boat.

Looking at the unique embroidery on his arm, the man smiled and said, "It looks better than before after being embroidered like this by Huan'er."

Jiang Peihuan smiled and said nothing.

"Are you practicing calligraphy?"

While talking, Xiao Nanye walked towards Jiang Peihuan's desk.

There are already several pairs of written words on it.

Xiao Nanye picked up a pair casually, with the words "Jia He Wan Shi Xing" written on it.

Jiang Peihuan's handwriting is very majestic, if it weren't for the wet ink on it, Xiao Nanye couldn't believe it was written by her.

Because this word is not written by a teenage girl, but rather by an old man who has lived for decades.

"But my words are hard to read?"

Seeing Xiao Nanye staring at his own words, Jiang Peihuan stepped forward and said jokingly.

Hearing her words, Xiao Nanye laughed directly, "If Huan'er's handwriting is still difficult to read, then how many so-called calligraphers will be shameless."

While speaking, Xiao Nanye picked up the rice paper and brush next to him.

The man glanced at Jiang Peihuan, picked up a pen and wrote a few words on the paper.

Jiang Peihuan looked down at the desk.

I wish to win the hearts of the people, and the words "white head and inseparable" are vividly written on the paper.

Xiao Nanye's handwriting, at first glance, is just like his own, sharp and powerful, with sharp edges and corners, yet there is an indescribable ease.

Suddenly, Xiao Nanye handed the pen to Jiang Peihuan.

Facing her puzzled expression, the man said softly, "How about giving me a picture."

"What does your lord want me to write?"

"Anything is fine, as you please."

Hearing his words, Jiang Peihuan subconsciously looked at him.

The man was dressed in royal blue clothes, his black hair had just been rolled up, and he had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes.

After thinking about it, Jiang Peihuan lowered her head and wrote two words on the paper.

Well-being!

The simple two words represent Jiang Peihuan's blessing.

Seeing the two words she wrote, Xiao Nanye's eyes showed a bit of surprise, but after that, the man's eyes were full of tenderness.

Reaching out to pick up the words on the table, he blew gently, "I will definitely live up to what Huan'er wants."

The man took the writing and walked outside, and said as he walked, "The writing on the table will be given to Huan'er, and I will go home first."

Xiao Nanye's figure quickly disappeared at the door.

Looking at the closed door, Jiang Peihuan subconsciously looked at the words on the table.

Not knowing what to think of, a smile appeared on her brows and eyes.

Han Feng had been waiting on the tree for a long time, and if Xiao Nanye didn't come out again, he would really fall asleep. Hearing the sound, he flew down from the tree in a hurry.

"Master, what is this?"

Seeing the white paper in Xiao Nanye's hand, Han Feng's eyes were full of surprise, but when he looked down, he saw the word "Ankang" on it.

This is not my master's handwriting.

"Master, is this the word given to you by the eldest lady?"

"Ah."

"Miss is really well written."

"I will also ask the young lady for a picture later, I wonder if she is willing to give it."

(End of this chapter)