cute and sweet

Chapter 1737 Does it hurt?
He just asked Feng Yin to work harder to help.

Gong Dongdi looked at Gong Nanli's ignorance, his mood was not affected, but he felt more relaxed.

He was really happy to see Gong Nanli in such a mess.

The magnificent Seventeenth Prince!

The extremely clever King of Longevity!
Gong Nanli, the moody and moody Gong Nanli!

The seventeen princes who are loved so much, from the first emperor to the queen mother, to the king of the country, the Longevity King!
Hahahaha...

Actually, there is also today!There is such a pitiful appearance!
Just like that lost dog, without the protection of the queen mother, without the favor of the monarch, Gong Nanli, you are nothing but a cripple!

A cripple who can't even climb up a wheelchair!

Gong Dongdi felt so happy that he laughed so hard that tears were about to flow out.

But, soon, the laughter stopped abruptly.

Gong Dongdi looked at Gong Nanli who was about to climb into the wheelchair, took a step forward, lifted his foot, and kicked the wheelchair aside with more force.

Then, without the support of the wheelchair, Gong Nanli, who was about to climb up, fell to the ground with a "plop"!
Silver hair, white clothes, beautiful face... everything has been covered with dust and dirt, and it has completely lost the inviolable alluring figure and peerless elegance.

"Seventeen... my lord! My lord, are you hurt anywhere? Are you hurt anywhere?" Feng Yin was frightened and worried, and hurriedly protected Gong Nanli, looking up and down, only to see that his arm was suddenly kicked by the wheelchair A very long wound was cut open, and the oozing blood stained the white clothes red, like red plums on the snow, which was particularly conspicuous.

"You're injured!" Feng Yin said, quickly wiped the blood from the wound with his handkerchief, and then tied the upper part of the wound to prevent the blood from bleeding too much.

Then he took out another veil from Gong Nanli's arms, and bandaged the wound on his arm.

Raising his hand, he wiped his face with his sleeve first, then straightened his messy hair, Feng Yin said: "It hurts, right?"

Gong Nanli smiled slightly, shook his head, and wiped away her tears, but said nothing.

"It's really a touching picture!" I remembered with a sarcastic laugh, accompanied by Gong Dongdi's clapping.

Gong Nanli wiped away Feng Yin's tears, held her hand, then looked at Gong Dongdi and said, "I don't know why the king treats his younger brother like this?"

"What's the matter?" Gong Dongdi smiled and said, "The seventeenth prince, who is extremely smart, doesn't he know what I am doing?"

Looking around, Gong Dongdi said: "Here, the deepest part of the royal cemetery, an absolutely secret place. Tell me, what would it be like if Changsheng Wang Simu was eager and died of illness?"

As soon as these words came out, Feng Yin was shocked at first, and looked at Gong Nanli in fear, as if he was really going to get sick.

And Gong Nanli patted the back of her hand to reassure her, raised his eyes, looked at Gong Dongdi who was looking down on all living beings, and said lightly: "The thing that my father and king tabooed most back then was brotherly killing, so I came here Brother Wang established a crown prince when he was five years old, in order to block other people's delusions. But he never imagined that today, the king personally selected by the father would actually stage a scene of brother killing in front of the tomb of him and his mother." He raised his head. Come on, smiling at the murderous Gong Dongdi, Gong Nanli said: "Brother Wang thinks, what will the father think if the spirit of the king is in the sky?"

(End of this chapter)