The Cold War continues.

Even colder than the last time.

The previous few days were just Jiang Nuan unilaterally, and since last night, Li Xichen's Xu was also trapped in a dark stagnant water.

Jiang Nuan felt that her thinking seemed to be torn in half.

Half of them were full of guilt towards Li Xichen and condemnation for herself, and they frantically bī) went to compromise.

But her other half reminded her in a way as heavy as osmotic pressure that if she agreed and would never see her elder brother again, she would not only regret it, but also regret it.

Before he could finish his life, Jiang Nuan could no longer stand the repressed and silent mutual violent torture. He sneaked out of the door while Li Xichen was cooking.

...

The sun emerged from the clouds.

The slightly cold air is refreshing after a night of light.

Jiang Nuan put on her hood, covered her face and head, and carefully got off the taxi, enduring the pain on her feet and headed towards the Emperor's gate.

"Jiang Nuan!"

When he heard his name reaching his ears, Jiang Nuan subconsciously looked up.

Something hits towards me.

Jiang Nuan reacted very quickly and took a step back. The thing hit her feet, shattering and shattering, and the pus-yellow liquid flowed out.

There was a disgusting smell in the air.

It's rotten eggs.

Jiang Nuan has a green face.

She was obsessed with cleanliness, and in order to avoid the rotten egg, she endured the pain and moved quickly.

The wound that had just been bandaged was cracked again.

Jiang Nuan trembled in pain, and her eyes looked coldly at the source of the sound.

"What a pity..."

"I almost threw her face..."

"Didn't you say that your foot is injured? You're so quick, how can you look like a wounded person? In order to win the compassion of a man, you're pretending, it's really a pretentious female face!"

In front of the emperor's gate, a group of young men and women dressed in bright clothes stood.

His eyes were arrogant and arrogant, and he stared at Jiang Nuan with disgust and sarcastic eyes, and he saw that he was here to find fault.

Jiang Nuan's eyes passed by the woman with a slightly familiar face, her eyes shining coldly.

The woman stood on the steps, with a contemptuous smile on the corner of her lips, "Sorry, Miss Jiang Er, your hand is slipping. You are so beautiful and kind and talented, don't mind."

After speaking, she became ruthless and smashed half of the bottle of water she was playing with in her hands towards Jiang Nuan's face.

Jiang Nuan failed to avoid this time and was hit hard on her forehead.

She raised her hand to cover the area where she was hurt.

The woman clapped her hands and laughed exaggeratedly, "Just just kidding, I didn't expect you to be hit hard. You have both hands and feet and live, why don't you hide? I heard that Miss Jiang Er is beautiful and kind-hearted, so she probably won't mind the little jokes we made, right?"

There was a burst of laughter around him.

Some of the employees who were entering and leaving the emperor could not bear to see it. They were angry that God was about to step forward, but were pulled by the people next to them.

"Don't meddle in other people's business..."

"How can they bully people like this?!"

"Do you know who they are? You have heard of the hatred between Bai Wanling's cousin and Jiang Nuan. As for the others, although their family background is not as good as the Bai family, they are also young masters and ladies from big families. If you pick them up any one, they are all like eyes. We can't afford to offend..."

"I'll go find Huomian!"

"It's useless for Huo Mian to be there. The Huo family and the Bai family are almost the same. She can still be alone for Jiang Nuan..."
Chapter completed!