The sickly fox demon is not easy to tease

Nan Qingru saw her concerns and took out a medicine bottle from the box: "Xing'er, take this. The chalcedony in this bottle can be used to feed this little guy!"

Nan Xingchen took it without hesitation and said, "Thank you, auntie!"

She poured a drop of chalcedony and fed it to the civet cat. The civet cat seemed very satisfied with the food. It wagged its tail and crawled into Nan Xingchen's sleeve again.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Nan Xingchen hurriedly stood up, walked to the door, tore off the rune, and the door was pushed open.

Nan Lijun and Nan Xingyu entered the house one after another.

The two were both shocked to see Nan Qingru sitting beside the bed.

Nan Lijun looked at Nan Xingchen and asked, "Xing'er, did you cure your aunt?"

Nan Xingchen held his arm and pretended to be careless: "Grandpa, Xing'er doesn't have this ability. Auntie is not sick. She just had a dream and it's fine."

After she finished speaking, she winked at Nan Qingru mischievously.

Nan Qingru hurriedly said, "Dad, Qingru is fine."

Nan Lijun's frown relaxed and he said, "Then you should take good care of yourself."

Several people left Luoyou Pavilion.

The Nanwang Palace is very large, and there are various flowers and plants planted on both sides of the path, including azaleas, tulips, poppies, peonies, heather...

The pink flowers of the osmanthus flowers climbing up the wall are as bright as the morning sun. Clusters of them press against the mottled old stone walls, adding a touch of color to the quiet mansion.

Nan Lijun walked in front, followed closely by Nan Xingchen and Nan Xingyu.

Nan Xingchen suddenly took a few quick steps, grabbed Nan Lijun's sleeve, and slowly said, "Grandpa, I have something to say."

Nan Lijun turned to look at her and asked with a smile: "Xing'er, what's the matter?"

Nan Xingchen squeezed his sleeves tightly and said softly, "Grandpa, I want to break off the engagement with the Second Prince."

"what?"

Nan Lijun's relaxed brows twisted slightly, and his expression suddenly became gloomy.

Nan Xingchen hurriedly explained: "Grandpa, I have no feelings for the Second Prince."

She wanted to say that the Second Prince was having an affair with Shi Zhi, but she had no evidence and was afraid that Nan Lijun would not believe it.

Nan Lijun said in a deep voice: "Xing'er, you asked grandpa to shamelessly ask for this marriage from the emperor. Now you want to cancel the engagement... I'm afraid..."

He sighed and hesitated to speak.

Nan Xingchen knew very well that the original owner was a complete love-brained person and had deep feelings for the second prince Chu Mohan.

But she only felt disgust towards that man, so how could she marry him?

She took Nan Lijun's arm and explained, "Grandpa, Xing'er doesn't like the second prince and doesn't want to marry him."

Nan Lijun's eyes darkened a little more: "Xing'er, marriage is a serious matter, how can it be treated as a joke? What did you tell Grandpa at the beginning?"

Nan Xingchen said helplessly, "Grandpa, Xing'er just doesn't want to get married. Xing'er wants to stay in Nanwang Mansion with Grandpa for the rest of her life."

Nan Lijun frowned and said, "Xing'er, don't be willful. It's not easy to cancel the engagement. Don't mention this matter again."

After saying this, he shook his sleeves, hunched over and left.

Nan Xingyu took a few quick steps and walked side by side with Nan Xingchen. He asked, "Sister, why do you want to regret the engagement?"

Nan Xingchen leaned close to his ear and said mysteriously, "Xingyu, I'm telling you, the second prince is having an affair with Shi Zhi."

"Really?" Nan Xingyu exclaimed.

Nan Xingchen put his hand to his lips, made a hushing gesture, and whispered, "Don't say anything yet. I will definitely find evidence and cancel the engagement with him."

Nan Xingyu clenched his fists and said angrily, "Sister, if he really dares to betray you, I will beat him up for you."

His handsome eyebrows were slightly frowned, his expression was serious, and he looked like he wanted to fight.

Looking at the young and unruly boy in front of him, Nan Xingchen smiled.

With such a cute and protective brother, she suddenly felt that it was not bad to be born into this family.

Nan Xingyu paused, then continued, "It would be great if my parents were still alive. I heard from Nanny that when my father was alive, our Nan Palace was very lively, but now it is like this."

Nan Xingyu's expression slightly changed, and he continued, "I heard from Grandpa that our father has reached the level of Spiritual Sect Master, and our mother has reached the level of Spiritual Emperor. If they were all in the palace, who would dare to look down on our Nanwang Mansion?"

Nan Xingchen has lived in the inner house all year round and has not felt it deeply, but Nan Xingyu has long experienced the indifference of human feelings. He has no one in the court, his family has fallen into poverty, and he is often looked down upon by others.

Thinking of this, Nan Xingyu looked a little angry.

Nan Xingchen looked up at him. Nan Xingyu looked young, reckless and impulsive, but in fact he was thoughtful and scheming.

She patted Nan Xingyu on the shoulder, narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Brother, our Nan Palace will rely on you in the future!"

Nan Xingyu also smiled: "Sister, don't worry, I will protect you. For you and for our Nan Palace, I will practice hard and study hard. Let the world dare not look down on our Nan Palace anymore."

"Xingyu is so ambitious. Sister must also practice hard in the future!"

Nan Xingchen felt a pang of bitterness in her heart. Although she was a useless person with no spiritual power, her brother, at a young age, was the best among his peers in terms of spiritual power.

The levels of spiritual power are: spiritual master, spiritual master, great spiritual master, spiritual king, spiritual emperor, spiritual master, spiritual emperor...

Nan Xingyu has already reached the level of great spiritual master, and among his peers, only the second prince Chu Mohan and Rong Ke are at the same level as him.

I think that Su Muwei should be the Lingdi. Even if he is not the Lingdi, he must be the Lingzong.

Nan Xingchen was a little overwhelmed. It was impossible for him to reach the level of Spiritual Master or Spiritual Emperor within three years.

She was holding her forehead in deep thought.

Nan Xingyu suddenly took out a purse from his storage bag and handed it over.

Nan Xingchen took the purse and asked in confusion: "Xingyu, what is this?"

Nan Xingyu narrowed his eyes and snorted, "Sister, I see your dress is torn, you must not have enough money to spend, take these and spend them."

Nan Xingchen was touched and said with a smile: "It's great to have a caring brother."

She wanted to refuse and return the purse to Nan Xingyu, but thinking about her current situation, she realized that she was indeed very poor, so she retracted her hand that was stretched out in the air.

Nan Xingchen smiled and said, "Xingyu, when I become stronger, I will capture all those who look down on our Nan Palace and make them kneel before you, and let you beat and scold them. How about that?"

"Hahaha...Sister, it's a deal!" Nan Xingyu laughed out loud at being amused!

Everyone in Kyoto knew that his sister was a waste who couldn't practice cultivation because she didn't have inner elixir.

But seeing her serious look, Nan Xingyu forced himself to stop laughing.

He stared at Nan Xingchen and said, "Sister, you disappeared for two days. Why do I feel like you've become a bad person?"

"It's better to be bad, so that you won't be bullied by others."

The courtyard where Nan Xingchen lived was called Lingyan Pavilion. Nan Xingyu accompanied her to the gate of the courtyard before the two siblings said goodbye.

After tossing and turning for so long, she was really tired. She took a bath, had a good meal, and then lay down on the bed.

Nan Xingchen gently rubbed the bracelet on her wrist with her fingertips. She came here inexplicably and was forced to be tied to a cold-blooded and mysterious man.

The most difficult issue for her at the moment was her engagement with the second prince. She patted her dizzy head.

The image of Su Muwei, the pervert, flashed through her mind.

Now that you've come, make peace with it!

Nan Xingchen was filled with thoughts. It was really not easy to survive in this world. She turned over, closed her eyes and prepared to fall asleep.

Suddenly, something soft rubbed her arm in the quilt.

She propped herself up and lifted a corner of the quilt, and a furry little creature came into her sight.

A pair of amber pupils were staring at her intently, and she could see her own figure clearly in the clear pupils.

"Roulini, you are so naughty. I have asked Gan Tang to prepare a small bed for you."

She pointed to a small square wooden box beside her, which contained a soft cushion. “Go to bed.”

The civet cat raised its front paws and rubbed them on her arm, as if it was acting coquettishly.

Nan Xingchen glanced at it, sighed helplessly, and was about to shake it off.

The next second, the raccoon jumped into her arms! ?