Among the gongs, Nangong Yu’s slap in the face of the maid’s face, her face is full of anger, and her eyes are sprayed with anger and swearing.

The maid stood trembling and did not dare to say a word.

Because they are now no matter what they say, they are inevitably beaten.

"You didn't even listen to my orders? I said to send me back now, I am going to find the dust!"

Nangong Yu supported the body and wanted to stand up, but her ribs were interrupted. Every time she moved, she would have a heartbreaking pain.

The pain made her face pale and her temper was more angry.

"Yu!"

Just then, an anxious voice came in from the door.

At the moment when the sound fell, Nangong Yu’s tears flowed down. She slowly raised her head and stared at the man who walked quickly from outside the door. After all, she was crying out loud.

"Emperor brother, don't want me to clean the dust, hey, he doesn't want me... What should I do? My life has been ruined."

More desperate than the injury, Fu Qingchen sent her back without mercy.

She obviously asked him like that, and for him he was not too embarrassed, why? He still wants to treat her like this?

Where did she do it well enough? She can change, all can be changed...

"Yu, the emperor has told you that Fu Qingchen is not your good match."

Hearing that Nangong Yu fell so far, it was because of Fu Qingchen’s sake that Nangong’s text was awkward. He then shook his head and sighed, saying distressedly.

"But, I like him, I really like him, the emperor," Nan Gongyu's face was white, she slowly closed her eyes, her expression showed pain: "I still remember that day, I am visiting you with you. Home, I lost my way and ran to the backyard, and accidentally fell into the lake. I didn't have water in the year. It was he who saved me in the water."

"I will never forget that on that day, the boy in a white shirt is as beautiful as a painting. On that day, I fell in love with him. I will not marry anyone except this life."

Nangong Wenyi, a bitter smile said: "Yu, Fu Qingchen is not willing to accept you, why is this you? If you really marry him, he is so cold to you, can you be happy?"

Nan Gong Yu bite her lip: "Yes."

As long as he can be his wife, it is enough to look at him daily.

She will be happy.

Nan Gongwen's dawn is more and more helpless, Yu Yu is deeply trapped. He has not advised her in these years, but she has rushed to Fu Qingchen's body, no matter how to persuade her to be indifferent.

So, can she really be happy?

"Emperor brother, you help me well," Nan Gongyu sat up and took the hand of Nangongwen. The tears flowed down and covered her face. "You can help me to marry Fu Qingchen." Now, although I am in the name of his fiancee, he has never admitted it in public. If other women have received his heart, they will rebel against the character of dust. I want to marry him. Please help me..."

Nangongwen was silent: "Yu, you tell me now, how did you get hurt? Is Fu Qingchen's hand to you?"

"No, it's not dust," Nangong Yusheng was afraid that Nangong Wen would misunderstand Fu Qingchen and hurriedly explained, "Yes... is a woman who wants to rush with me. She swears that I have the title of a widow's wife, so I send it. People have made a deal with me."

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