She became the little Jiaojiao of the villain tyrant

Chapter 350
Mrs. Lu left, leaving the nanny and maid to take care of the young master.

Ji Nuan and the little guy played cuju together, standing on one side, when the little guy kicked the ball, she kicked it again.

The nanny watched nervously, for fear that the young master would fall.

This time it was Huahua's turn to kick again, but he was modest but not small, he kicked it hard, the ball flew, and he fell into a squatting position.

Ji Nuan laughed, the ball rolled into the grass, she turned around to pick it up.

Unexpectedly, she only took two steps, and there was an exclamation behind her, and when she turned around, she saw the little guy was hit by an arrow in the chest and fell to the ground.

Ji Nuan's pupils shrank sharply, and the ball in his hand fell out of nowhere.

"What's wrong? How could this happen?" She hurried over.

The nanny panicked and feared: "I don't know, the arrow shot out of the woods all at once, young, young master, will he be all right?"

The nanny said she reached out to pull the arrow from Huahua's chest.

Xiaoqing quickly grabbed her with his hands: "Don't move! If you move around, you will die faster!"

The nanny withdrew her hand in fright.

Xiaoqing reached out to touch the little guy's neck, and suddenly, her body froze.

Ji Nuan could see it clearly, and felt uneasy: "How is it?"

Xiaoqing raised her head and said in a low voice, "Master Lu... is gone."

"What? My dear young master~" The nurse wailed and threw herself on the ground, crying, and the scene fell into chaos.

"What are you doing?"

At this moment, a suspicious female voice came from behind.

The nanny turned her head and saw her wife, crying and pounced on her: "Madam, it's bad, the young master is gone!"

"What did you say?"

Madam Lu looked down and saw her son lying on the ground who had been shot by an arrow, blood staining the clothes on his chest, her eyes darkened and she passed out.

The maid exclaimed, and the scene became even more chaotic.
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Ye Hanshi was about to return to Ye Mansion when the sound of a carriage came from behind him.

He turned his head and recognized that it was the car that Ji Nuan often sat in. Without knowing why, he stopped and watched the people in the car get off quietly.

Xiaoqing was the first to get off, he was not surprised, but when the little girl was helped out of the carriage by the maidservants, his expression changed.

Ji Nuan's face was pale, and she was in a trance. What kept ringing in her ears was Mrs. Lu's hoarse roar after waking up: "You are lying! You are lying! My Huahua will be fine! No!"

"What's the matter?" A cool and pleasant male voice suddenly came from next to my ear.

She raised her head in a daze, and met a pair of familiar eyes.

"Little brother..." Ji Nuan's lips trembled slightly, before he said anything, tears fell down first.

Seeing her crying, Ye Han's heart skipped a beat, and by the time he realized it, he had pushed the maid aside and stood beside her.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

After he asked, he noticed that the girl's sleeves and hands were stained with blood, and her breathing was stagnant: "Are you hurt? Who hurt you!"

The last sentence was asked so harshly that the maidservant beside him couldn't help but tremble.

Ji Nuan didn't notice this at all, looking at the boy's worried eyes, somehow, the panic and fear that had been suppressed along the way seemed to surge up at this moment:

"When Huahua died, he died in front of me."

"What?" Ye Han was also taken aback, but before he could ask any more, the girl in front of her softened and fell towards him.

He subconsciously reached out to catch her, and blurted out worried words: "Nuannuan, what's wrong with you?"

But the girl in her arms closed her eyes tightly and didn't respond at all.

In that instant, Ye Hanshi's whole body was icy cold, as if he couldn't move his limbs.

(End of this chapter)