The sickly fox demon is not easy to tease

Time flies.

Two months passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past two months, Nan Xingchen took Rouli to many places, but Su Muwei was the only one who never appeared again.

The heartless fox might have been bewitched by some female vixen.

You have already forgotten about her! ?

Nan Xingchen secretly cursed herself many times, telling herself not to think about him anymore, but that fox face always appeared in her mind for no reason.

After wandering outside for so long, she felt a little homesick.

……

Kyoto, a large country.

Nan Xingchen, dressed in men's clothes, rode a white horse and slowly entered Kyoto.

In the past few months since I was away, the streets of Kyoto seem to have not changed much and are still very bustling.

No one on the street recognized that the handsome man riding the white horse was the good-for-nothing Nan Xingchen.

They all pointed fingers at her.

"Oh, which country is this prince from? He is so handsome."

"Who said it wasn't? Could it be that he came to our Great Domain Kingdom for a marriage alliance?"

"The eldest princess Chu He has been missing for several months, and her life or death is unknown. Now only the second princess Chu Mi is left."

……

Nan Xingchen just smiled and said nothing. These people’s train of thought was really interesting.

She actually had an urge to go to the palace for some fun.

Finally arrived at the gate of Nanwang Mansion.

The guard at the door took her down and shouted, "Who is coming?"

Nan Xingchen smiled at him and said, "Open your eyes and take a good look at who I am."

The guard rubbed his eyes and shouted in surprise: "Miss Xingchen?"

"Yes, I'm back."

Nan Xingchen rode a white horse into Prince Nan’s Palace.

"Miss Xingchen is back..."

"Old Prince, Old Prince, Miss Xingchen is back."

Nan Xingchen's heart tightened when she heard an excited scream from behind. So many days had passed, could that old man still be angry with her?

Seeing the "handsome foreign prince" enter the Southern Palace, the people of Dayu Kingdom were even more shocked.

This 'prince'... is actually that good-for-nothing Nan Xingchen! ?

Although Nan Lijun announced to the public that Nan Xingchen had gone to another place to practice, people who knew the inside story all said that she had run away with an unknown man.

Did the man not want her anymore? Tsk tsk, this is too tragic, right?

The common people instantly turned into spectators.

"Why did we see only Nan Xingchen coming back? Would that man be afraid to show up and hide his head like a turtle?"

"If you ask me, it must be that the man didn't want her anymore, so she was chased back, right?"

"What a pity, he only has a beautiful appearance."

"Ahem...Have you heard? I heard that the second prince Chu Mohan has already cultivated to the Spirit King level. After the eldest daughter Shi Zhi of the Shi Mansion disappeared, he and the second daughter Shi Qian got engaged, and I heard that they will be married soon."

"If you ask me, only Miss Shifu is worthy of the Second Prince."

"Compared to this, that loser Nan Xingchen is really useless except for her beauty."

"Who says it isn't?"

……

The guards at the gate of Prince Nan's Mansion were so angry when they heard these gossips.

The chief guard Yunze and several guards forcibly dispersed the group of people at the door.

……

The lobby of the Southern Palace.

As Nan Xingchen stepped in, a powerful voice came from inside.

"Stinky girl, you finally decided to come back?"

Nan Xingchen suddenly looked up, his body tensed with fright, and he quickly retracted his front leg.

Nan Lijun was holding an iron rod as thick as his arm and glaring at her angrily.

Nan Xingchen's hand trembled, and the civet cat in his arms suddenly drilled into the void of the Phoenix Tail Fox Bracelet.

"Raccoon..."

Nan Xingchen cursed inwardly, what a coward he was, leaving her alone to face such a fierce old man.

"Old Lord, don't be impulsive."

A crisp sound exploded behind her, and Nan Xingchen felt delighted, finally someone stood up for her.

Available in the next second.

"Old prince, try this. It's easier to use than an iron rod."

Gan Tang took out a long thorn whip from behind him and handed it over with a smile on his face.

"Gan Tang, you..."

Nan Xingchen felt like crying but had no tears. Revenge, this girl was definitely taking revenge on her for not taking her with her when she went out.

boom--

Nan Lijun threw the iron rod in his hand to the ground, leaving several cracks on the ground.

He took the thorn whip from Gan Tang's hand with satisfaction, took a look at it, and said in a deep voice: "Well, this is easy to use. After a few whips, I will definitely beat that girl to her knees and beg for mercy."

Nan Xingchen glared at Gan Tang, and Gan Tang retreated guiltily behind Nan Lijun.

"Grandpa, Xing'er misses you so much..."

Nan Xingchen had the sweetest smile on her face, as sweet as it could be.

Running away from home without permission is wrong after all, and you should be a little sweet-talker. Maybe if the old man is happy, you can avoid punishment.

Nan Lijun swung his long whip in the air and said in a deep voice: "Do you still remember that you have a grandpa like me? You little bastard, you have grown wings. If you dare to run away from home, I will break your legs."

Nan Xingchen's eyes narrowed into slits as he smiled: "Grandpa, I'm going out to gain experience, not to play."

"If you keep talking nonsense, tell me who is the man who abducted you."

The whip tore through the wind and swung towards Nan Xingchen with lightning speed.

Nan Xingchen's pupils suddenly shrank, and his body flashed, avoiding the attack of the long whip.

She screamed in horror: "Grandpa, are you really willing to do this?"

Nan Lijun snorted coldly: "Tell the truth quickly, who is he?"

After he finished speaking, he swung the whip and prepared to hit Nan Xingchen again.

Nan Xingchen shrugged helplessly. How did this old man know about Su Muwei?

She thought about it and wondered if it was Rong Ke, that big mouth, who said that?

Oh, what a gossip!

She evaded the question, "Grandpa, what man? There is no man."

"What kind of man? You won't admit it, right? I'll beat you up. You little bastard, you've even learned to lie."

Nan Lijun swung the long whip in his hand towards Nan Xingchen again.

Nan Xingchen dodged and showed weakness: "Grandpa, if you really beat Xing'er to death, won't you feel sad?"

"Slippery tongue! Even if you are eloquent today, you will definitely get a beating."

Before he finished speaking, the whip made a sound of tearing wind and swung straight towards Nan Xingchen's legs.

Nan Xingchen leaped up onto the table, and said with tears in his eyes, "Grandpa, are you really going to hit me?"

Nan Lijun snorted coldly and said arrogantly: "If I don't fight for real, then do you think it's a fake fight? Will you learn from this fake fight?"

Nan Xingchen begged for mercy: "Grandpa, please forgive your granddaughter this time. I promise I won't dare to do it again next time."

"Do you dare to do it again?"

Nan Lijun was so angry that he swung the whip at Nan Xingchen again.

boom--

Almost shattered the table.

"You still dare to hide? Get down here right now. You can't break my Fusang wood table."

Nan Lijun felt a little painful. If these furniture were broken, it would cost a lot of money to buy new ones.

Nan Xingchen jumped down from the table and said aggrievedly, "Grandpa, Xing'er knows he was wrong. If you hit me again, I will run away from home next time."

"Next time, dare you tell me next time?"

The anger in Nan Lijun's heart flared up again.