C13 Do You Feel Sorry for Him

Nangong Chu was currently in a good mood. Taking advantage of the good afternoon, he leisurely fished in the pavilion.

Liu Weiliang first went to look around the study. Only after being guided by a servant did he find his way to the pavilion.

"Nangong Chu!" she whispered.

Mo Wu stopped her and said politely, "Third Princess, the Prince is fishing. If you shout and shout, the fish will be scared away."

"Just a few fish! Send all the wangfei to him as soon as possible! " Liu Weiliang pushed Mo Wu away and rushed at him aggressively.

She was not an unreasonable person, she could not be like the Liu Weiliang before he transmigrated and directly opened up other people's stall, so she was angry. When she was in front of Nangong Chu, she took a deep breath and waited for herself to calm down before saying, "Nangong Chu, I have a few words to say to you."

Nangong Chu completely ignored her, as if he did not see anything and was at ease.

He wanted to provoke Liu Weiliang into going berserk. He wanted to see where her tolerance limit was.

Liu Wei Liang gritted his teeth and his tone became a bit more relaxed: "You know why I'm looking for you, but if you don't dare to confront me, then forget it. A dignified Third Marquis is only mediocre." With that, he turned around and left.

"Halt!" Nangong Chu's voice sounded out from behind her.

Mo Wu quietly watched this scene, thinking to himself that it was just an ordinary provocation. It was getting harder and harder for the prince to control himself now that he was facing the wangfei.

Liu Weiliang turned around and looked at Nangong Chu calmly.

Nangong Chu already had an excuse, "This king will teach my adopted son a lesson, no matter how serious it is, no one is allowed to interfere. Liu Weiliang, what right do you have to find this duke here?"

Liu Jing didn't say anything. He looked at the willow tree outside the pavilion and ran over to pinch a finger thick willow branch. He brushed off the leaves on it and then came back to pull Nangong Chu's hand.

Nangong Chu did not say a word, he just looked at what she wanted to do.

She grabbed onto Nangong Chu's arm and raised the willow branch with her other hand, fiercely slapping at his arm!

If he tried to struggle free, Nangong Chu might hurt Liu Weiliang. However, she slapped him and frowned, "What are you doing!"

"Does it hurt?" Liu Weiliang asked with a smile.

"Nonsense!" Nangong Chu stared at her, at first it didn't hurt too much, but where the willow branch hit, it slowly began to burn.

"I only hit your arm once, and there aren't even any wounds left. You even said that you were in pain, but Gu Feng's entire back is covered with wounds, and you don't even know how much blood was left! He is your foster son. I hope the next time you punish him, you will think it over carefully.

Saying this, Liu Weiliang turned around and left.

However, her waist tightened and she lost her balance, falling into Nangong Chu's arms!

"You've said so much," Nangong Chu's voice was above her head, "You just feel sorry for him, right?"

"You …" Why did this man sound so jealous?

"Liu Weiliang!" With a low growl, he threw her out. "You are so intimate with this king's adopted son. Don't forget your identity!"

Liu Weiliang felt dizzy from being thrown by him. He crashed into a pillar and fell to the ground.

However, Liu Xiaolan didn't expect that after falling to the ground, she coincidentally had her hand on Nangong Chu's fishing hook.

Blood started to flow from her right hand, and the pain made her suck in a deep breath. She sat on the ground and raised her hand to examine her wound.

"You …" Nangong Chu did not do it on purpose, but when he saw that her hand was bleeding, he was startled.

Liu Xiaolan didn't shout out loud, but endured the pain as he pulled out the hook. He placed his left hand on the wound on his right hand and coldly glanced at him. Then, he stood up and left.

After she left, Nangong Chu continued fishing as if nothing had happened. It was just that this time he was a lot more impetuous, he couldn't catch a single one in a long time.

Mo Wu was in a daze when he suddenly heard, "Mo Wu."

"Yes, sir." He quickly recovered his wits.

"Go …" Nangong Chu hesitated for a moment before saying, "It's nothing."

Mo Wu curled his lips.

After a while, Nangong Chu still opened his mouth, "Go to the pharmacy and get the best bottle of medicine, send it there."

Mo Wu blinked and suddenly reacted. He quickly left in a hurry.

However, when this medicine was delivered to Liu Weiliang, it was casually thrown aside by Yanyue. They had a lot of medicine for injuries!

Yan Yue treated Liu Xiaolan's wound, cleaned the blood, sprinkled the medicinal powder over it, and finally bandaged it up. She had been very careful all this while and only then did she breathe out a sigh of relief and smile, "It's done! "Wangfei, no matter how painful it is, you won't scream. If it were in the past, I'd have cried a long time ago."

Liu Weiliang said lightly: "What's the use of crying, do you think it's painful or not?"

She smiled and nodded, then said: "Now that your hand is injured, this matter of cooking should be handled by a servant. This young prince will understand."

Cooking for Nangong Guofeng was fine, but she had promised the empress dowager, so she couldn't go back on her word. Moreover, how could he give up so easily if he wanted to chase them while they were still hot?

In the evening, Liu Wei still went into the kitchen to make soup. He simmered slowly on a light fire and stayed up all night. He woke up the next day and entered the palace on time, carrying his food box.

At the same time, Nangong Chu turned around and asked Mo Wu, "Is her injury better now?"

It took Mo Wu a long time to realize who he was talking about. He said awkwardly: "This humble servant does not know, but wangfei … They entered the palace again. "

Do you want to report your injuries? Nangong Chu coldly squinted, "Prepare a sedan! This King wants to enter the palace! "

After Nangong Chu entered the palace, he made a beeline for the empress dowager's Tzu An Palace. Just as he reached the gates, he heard the empress dowager's hearty laughter mixed in with Liu Weiliang's melodious laughter. It sounded so harmonious.

After passing down the instructions, Nangong Chu casually bowed. There was no need to be too particular about meeting mother and son.

Right now, the empress dowager was drinking the soup from Liu Weiwei's cooker, her face all smiles. "Chu'er sat by my side. It's been a long time since you've come to see me, you really deserve to be punished."

"Yes, yes, yes. Imperial Mother can punish me as she pleases." Nangong Chu smiled. He walked up to the empress dowager and sat on one side, while Liu Weiliang sat on the other.

He didn't think that in a few days, Liu Weiliang would be able to make the empress dowager happy.

The empress dowager said, "Then I'll punish you to treat Slight Chill well! She is your wife, and you must not neglect her. "

Sure enough, he came to complain. Nangong Chu disdained it, but he still had a smile on his face as he said, "Of course, rest assured mother."

"Your couple loves each other, so this one is relieved." The empress dowager smiled as she observed Nangong Chu and Liu Weiliang's expressions.

Liu Weiliang turned a blind eye to Nangong Chu and took the leftover soup Gu from the empress dowager. She then nodded and smiled sweetly, "Empress Dowager, try out this dessert that chenqie made."

"Alright." The empress dowager nodded and was about to extend her hand when her expression suddenly changed. She pinched Liu Weiliang's wrist and asked, "What happened to your hand?"

Liu Wei Liang was in a hurry to change the topic, but he didn't notice the wound on his hand.