The sickly fox demon is not easy to tease

Nan Xingchen paused and stepped over the threshold with his other foot.

A handsome young man ran towards me.

The young man has his hair tied up in a jade crown, has a delicate appearance, and a tall figure. He looks quite similar to Nan Xingchen. I wonder how many ladies in Beijing he will charm when he grows up.

A guard followed behind the young man, panting and saying, "Sir, please run slower."

Gan Tang took Nan Xingchen's arm and smiled, "Miss, Master Yu has been worried about you these past two days."

Nan Xingchen then realized that the young man running towards him was Nan Xingchen's younger brother, Nan Xingyu.

"Damn girl, where have you been these past two days?"

Then a slightly old voice was heard, and I heard the voice before I saw the person.

Just by listening to his voice, you can tell that this person has a deep spiritual power. His voice is deep and rich, and his energy is particularly strong.

Nan Xingchen hesitated and didn't move, just wanting to see who the person was.

A figure flew to her side and hugged her suddenly.

“Ahem…Grandpa, are you trying to strangle me to death?”

Nan Xingchen guessed that this person must be her grandfather Nan Lijun, as he dared to hug her so boldly.

Not long after Nan Xingchen and his brother were born, their mother mysteriously disappeared. Their father ran away from home in search of their mother and has not been heard from since for thousands of years.

The huge Nanwang Mansion was supported by her grandfather with great difficulty.

There was no one in the court, the palace was deserted, and it was gradually declining.

Fortunately, Grandpa Nanlijun has profound spiritual power, and the current King Chu Xun has to give him some face.

This also enabled Nan Lijun to secure the marriage of the second prince Chu Mohan, who was highly valued by King Chu Xun, and Nan Xingchen.

The previous master really committed a sin!

Not only is it sinful, but it is also blind.

The second prince is not loyal in love and has an unclear relationship with that vicious woman Shi Zhi.

You absolutely cannot marry her.

Nan Xingchen had a lot of feelings at the moment and had to find an excuse to cancel the marriage.

Nan Lijun patted Nan Xingchen's shoulder and said in a trembling voice: "You little girl, you still know that I am your grandfather? Where have you been for two days and two nights? If something happens to you, how can I, an old man, explain to your parents?"

He let Nan Xingchen go, looked her up and down, and said, "Look at you, you've made yourself look like this, how can you look like a young lady?"

Nan Xingchen smiled and said carelessly: "Grandpa, I'm fine."

She secretly blinked her big eyes at Nan Xingyu who was standing beside her.

Nan Xingyu quickly came to her rescue and said, "Grandpa, let's go in first."

"Okay, let's go in and talk. Something big just happened in our house."

Nan Lijun pulled Nan Xingchen and hurried towards Prince Nan’s Mansion.

Nan Lijun walked very fast, and Nan Xingchen had to jog to keep up with him.

Nan Xingchen looked at the old man in front of him. Nan Lijun had gray hair on the temples, a full beard, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were so dense that they could almost pinch a mosquito to death.

She took a breath and asked, "Grandpa, what happened?"

Nan Lijun paused, his voice seemed to have aged several years. He sighed deeply and said slowly: "Your aunt has a sudden illness and may not be able to survive."

"What? How could this happen?"

Nan Xingchen's pupils shrank and his body froze in place.

As she remembered, Nan Xingchen's aunt treated her very well, like a mother to her.

Nan Lijun's tall and straight figure hunched down a little, and his eyes were filled with sorrow.

"Xing'er, on the day you disappeared, your aunt went to pay tribute to your uncle. After she came back, she became confused and her five senses were dim. Today, she is bedridden and keeps calling your uncle's name. I think she is on the verge of death and will not live long!"

Nan Xingchen was about to ask a question when Nan Xingyu interrupted and said, "Grandpa, I think my aunt is possessed by evil spirits?"

Nan Lijun glanced at him and asked, "What evil has befell you?"

Nan Xingyu was speechless for a moment and pursed his lips in silence.

Nan Xingchen put his hands behind his back and muttered softly, "There is no evil in me, I can tell at a glance."

Several people came to Luoyou Pavilion where Aunt Nan Qingru lived.

As soon as I stepped into the yard, I smelled a strong scent of herbs. The moment I opened the door, I was almost choked to death by the smell.

On the bed lay a pale middle-aged woman, her face was as thin as a stick, and her breath was almost undetectable.

Nan Xingchen's face changed drastically.

Nan Qingru has profound spiritual power, and after not seeing her for only two days, she seemed to have been drained of her energy by a monster.

Lying in bed, dying.

Nan Xingchen vaguely felt that Nan Qingru was surrounded by black fog. If she were in the previous life, she would be able to tell at a glance what the black fog was.

This moment, that moment.

She had no spiritual power at the moment and was unable to figure out what the black fog was made of.

Nan Xingchen looked at Nan Lijun and said, "Grandpa, Xingyu, you guys go wait at the door. I want to see if I can heal Aunt."

Nan Lijun's face was a little serious. He said, "Xing'er, you don't know any medical skills, how can you cure your aunt?"

Nan Xingchen said with a firm look: "Grandpa, let Xing'er try."

Nan Lijun met her gaze and felt her eyes were more determined than ever before. He was in a trance for a moment and felt that his granddaughter had suddenly grown up in the past two days since she disappeared.

He and Nan Xingyu walked out of the house.

The door closed from the outside.

Nan Xingchen was afraid of being harassed, so she picked up the brush on the table, drew a rune smoothly, and pasted it on the door frame.

The rune she drew was equivalent to adding a barrier at the door, so people outside the house could not hear what was happening inside.

Nan Xingchen smiled, then walked to Nan Qingru's bedside with confidence. She bit her finger and squeezed a drop of blood from her fingertip. She concentrated and held her breath, and drew a rune in the air.

After the rune was drawn, Nan Xingchen raised her hand and the rune hung above Nan Qingru's bed.

The rune glowed brightly, enveloping the black fog.

After a moment, a man in black appeared under the rune. He had gentle eyes and was looking intently at the woman on the bed.

Nan Xingchen was stunned with shock. The man turned out to be her uncle Shao Jie who had died many years ago.

It turns out that when my aunt was offering sacrifices to Shao Jie that day, she actually brought back his spirit?

She couldn't help but sigh, the love that was stronger than gold was finally separated by Yin and Yang.

Hearing her sigh, the man in black robe suddenly raised his head, his eyes turned red, and the cold light in them was like a sharp sword, shooting straight at her.

His handsome facial features were twisted together in anger, his face distorted and hideous.

Nan Xingchen felt inexplicably panicked. She was still very young when her uncle passed away, and she thought he might not be able to recognize her.

Without giving Nan Xingchen a chance to explain, the man in black suddenly pounced towards her.

Nan Xingchen screamed: "Go away, go away quickly."

The spirit passed through her body, and the thick yin energy and resentment condensed into a large black mist. Nan Xingchen staggered and took several steps back, her body pressed against the table behind her.

"Aunt, uncle, stop it, I am..."

Nan Xingchen clenched his fists and explained hurriedly.

The man had passed away many years ago, and was filled with evil spirit and resentment. He didn't listen to her at all. He stared at her sinisterly, ready to attack her again.

Nan Xingchen raised his hand to block in front of him and said hurriedly: "Aunt, uncle, I am Nan Xingchen, I can help you."

Shao Jie's face froze for a moment, as if he remembered something, and his ferocious expression softened a little.

Nan Xingchen sighed and said slowly: "Uncle, you are still thinking about my aunt, right?"

Shao Jie nodded.

Nan Xingchen looked towards the bed: "Do you know that if you continue to follow your aunt, she will follow you in two days. Is this what you want?"

Shao Jie's eyes widened slightly as he stared at the woman on the bed and angrily said, "You are talking nonsense. How could I harm her?"

Nan Xingchen turned to look at him: "Do you want your aunt to see you? Say goodbye to you?"

A hint of surprise appeared in the man's eyes, and his eyes softened: "I want to say goodbye to her, can you do it?"

Nan Xingchen nodded, then immediately shook his head and said, "You leave first, and come back after I have practiced for a few decades. I will definitely help you meet your aunt and say goodbye to her in person."

"How dare you tease me?"

Shao Jie's face was filled with hostility, and a ball of black mist gathered around him, and he suddenly attacked Nan Xingchen.