The Devious First-Daughter

Suddenly there was an angry reprimand at the door!

The two turned their heads together, and there was a group of people standing at the door, one of them was wearing a black robe, the most conspicuous was a large piece of blood-red Bana flowers, the contrast of black, red and gold pierced everyone's eyes!

A large piece of manjusawa, which is the same color as blood, reflects the ink-colored clothes, with gold rolling around the edges.

Under the purple gold crown, there is an extremely handsome face, but also an extremely evil face, those eyes that seem to be pure black without a trace of light, like a deep pool, cold for thousands of years, driving people violently Breathing it in, it is cold and treacherous.

His exquisite and beautiful face did not have the slightest hint of femininity, but was full of the evil charm of a man's vile and flamboyant!

The light-colored thin lips are slightly pursed, forming a shocking beauty, which can make people taste like a sea of ​​blood for no reason.

Meeting those eyes, Ning Xueyan's hands at the bottom of her sleeves couldn't help but twitched violently!

But he immediately controlled his emotions very well, without a trace of leakage, just the right amount of stunned! Then slowly lowered his head.

Fortunately, I was reborn and my mind was firm enough, otherwise I would not be able to meet his eyes without fear!

Extremely handsome and unparalleled, but also extremely cold and cold, forming an extreme visual and psychological shock,

This kind of person must be able to control people's life and death at will, long-term aloof and cold-hearted.

At this time, the people in the mourning hall were being chilled coldly, and the cold was overwhelming.

"Yan'er, what happened?"

Ning Zu'an stood beside him, frowning and looking displeasedly at Qingyu who was kneeling beside Ning Xueyan, this girl is really not sensible, what old troubles, His Highness Yi Wang is not sure what to think.

"Father, it's okay...it's okay."

Ning Xueyan propped herself up and sat up straight, with a faint smile on her face, but her hand on the side couldn't help trembling slightly.

"What's the matter?"

This time Ning Zuan asked Qingyu, his eyebrows stern, he was originally a military commander, so he stared so fiercely.

"Master Hou, the girl is not feeling well, she will be sweating all the time, this servant wants to invite the doctor to show the girl." Qing Yu was worried about Ning Xueyan and Ning Zu'an on the other hand, she kowtowed and replied immediately after hearing the question.

"Then why don't you go?" Ning Zuan frowned.

"The doctors are... all at Da Furen's place..." Qingyu's voice trembled, and she didn't continue speaking.

Ning Zu'an looked at Ning Xueyan's thin body that almost collapsed when blown, then saw the nonchalant smile forced on her face, and then saw that there was no one in the mourning hall except for the pair of master and servant. , a smoldering anger flashed on her face, and asked her to arrange the funeral well, but Ling's words of telling her fell on deaf ears!

"Come on, go to Yunxia Courtyard and find a doctor!" Ning Zu'an said angrily.

"Father, don't look for it. Mother's situation is not very good. Yan'er will be fine, and it will pass after a while." Ning Xueyan stopped her with a gentle and sensible look.

It was gentle at this time, the corners of Yi Wang's cold and hard lips curled up slightly, and he looked at her with interest, his starry eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a bit of coldness in his sharp eyes, which made Ning Xueyan turn her body uneasy, Avoid his gaze, the gaze of this honored guest is too stinging.

"Your mother is fine, but you, get up and rest first." Ning Zu'an stretched out his hand to help Ning Xueyan, his voice subconsciously filled with warmth.

"No, I...it's fine..." Ning Xueyan helped Ning Zuan's hand to stand up, and then she stood up, and fell back as soon as her body softened.

When Ning Zu'an touched Ning Xueyan's hand, he felt that there was no heating, and turned his head angrily to the boy who hadn't left yet, "Why don't you go to the doctor!"

"Master Hou, if you can trust me, I will bring an accompanying imperial physician here, and ask him to show your daughter."

The voice was as mellow as fine wine, yet with a sense of coldness and determination. Even with her head lowered, Ning Xueyan could feel that person's gaze on her, like a glow on her back.

This man is too dangerous and must not be provoked!

Ning Xueyan came to a conclusion secretly, slightly drooping her long eyelashes, concealing a trace of panic in her heart, but she happened to provoke him, and even plotted against him once.

"Thank you, my lord!"

Ning Zu Anji was thanking over there, and Qingyu also heaved a sigh of relief, helping Ning Xueyan to sit down on the low stool beside the coffin.

The imperial physician walked to Ning Xueyan's side, his nose moved slightly, he looked at the coffin placed on the coffin in doubt, frowned slightly, but then concentrated on taking Ning Xueyan's pulse.

"Doctor, how is our girl?" Seeing the doctor's frowning, Qingyu couldn't help asking.