Quickly wear the goddess, a little sweet

Chapter 801 This General Is Broken Sleeve ([-])

But when you see his face, you will be shocked, and then it will be a pity.

Because a hideous scar crossed the bridge of his nose obliquely, the wound looked old, but at this moment, it was still shocking, enough to imagine the danger at that time.

"Brother Ning Yuan, so you're here, but it's easy for me to find you!" A man dressed in a magnificent satin robe, a golden crown on his head, red lips and white teeth trotted over through the flowers.

Ning Yuan lowered his eyelids when he heard the sound, and when he saw the person coming, he lowered his head again, leisurely flipping through the military book in his hand.

His loose sleeves are rolled up to the elbows, and he looks a little thin and even weak in appearance, but from his bare forearm, one can see that the smooth and lean muscles cover the bones of the hand, left after fighting on the battlefield. The scar on the bottom is the medal he left behind as the general king.

"Brother Ning Yuan, why are you ignoring me!"

Panting, the man ran to Ning Yuan and sat down next to him. He looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, and for some reason he entangled Ning Yuan, who was nearly ten years older than him.

Seeing that Ning Yuan was reading alone and didn't pay attention to him at all, he became sullen for a while, and raised his hand to ravage the magnolia flower that had already stretched out to his arm.

Just as he stretched out his hand, he suddenly felt a sharp glare. He withdrew his hand embarrassingly. Sure enough, he heard a warning the next second, "Don't touch my flowers, Li Zhao." There was no fluctuation in his tone, his voice was low, but Those around him could easily hear the displeasure in his tone.

Li Zhao, the Ninth Prince of Li Kingdom, is now King Zhao.His grandfather's family was of great status, and his mother and concubine were noble concubines in the palace, so he was the only son who was favored by thousands of people, but he hated that he didn't give him enough.

It was also the reason why Li Zhao was young. After leaving the palace to build a mansion, he learned to linger in the flowers, and came to bother Ning Yuan from time to time.

Fortunately, although he has a bad temper, his heart is not bad, and Ning Yuan can still bear it.

"Brother Ning Yuan, the outside world has rumored that you are the god of killing on the battlefield, with a jade-faced Yan Luo, but in my opinion, it may not be true!" Li Zhao said, pulling out Ning Yuan's book of war.

Ning Yuan raised his eyebrows, poured himself a cup of tea and sipped it lightly.Neither refute nor answer.

Fortunately, Li Zhao knew this person's character long ago, otherwise, he would have thought that he was arrogant and did not take the royal family seriously.

"Look at you, you have nothing to do on weekdays. You just enjoy flowers, read books, taste tea, and occasionally call you out, but you never pay attention. Could it be that you still want to cultivate yourself in the mansion?"

Hearing this, Ning Yuan raised his eyebrows, his pupils were extremely light in color and gray, and when they were soaked by the sun, they immediately looked like two glazed balls. He nodded lightly without interest, and asked, "No?"

Li Zhao was furious, "Of course it is! But I'm afraid you'll be suffocated. Look at you, you don't even want a marriage from your father. Although you accept a beauty, you never want to touch yourself." , you..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly widened his eyes, approached cautiously, and asked, "Brother Ning Yuan, don't you... like men?"

"cough--"

Just drinking the tea in his mouth and almost spit it out, Ning Yuan finally had some unnecessary expression, he glanced at Li Zhao, "The emperor was still talking to me yesterday, when talking about you..."

"Wait!" Li Zhao got a headache when he thought of his father, it was just because he couldn't see him being too comfortable, and he wanted to arrange an errand for him, but he couldn't sit still.

　Ask for tickets~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)