Chapter 993 The nickname my sister gave Jian is Duan Duan
Chapter 993 The nickname given to the sword by my sister is Duan Duan
Gu Nuoer blinked, his watery eyes glowing with curiosity.
This young man's idea actually spoke to her heart.
If you want to make the best use of this sword, you must first extend the sword body for it.
But……
Gu Nuoer's voice was soft and soft: "Why is your young master sitting in the carriage? Isn't it convenient for him to see the light?"
The second brother said that when buying and selling goods, the other party must be sincere.
If you can’t even meet in person, that’s not sincerity!
A hint of embarrassment flashed across the face of the well-dressed man. He paused for a moment and then said: "Young Master's body has not recovered yet, so he cannot bear the wind. Please forgive me, Princess."
The rain was swaying, and the small pieces of hair on Gu Nuoer's forehead swayed slightly.
She smiled with pink lips and said with a bright and sweet smile: "I'm sorry, I can't give this sword to your young master."
"Although his idea is good, it's a pity that he has no way to trade with me in person. How can I give such a good sword to a person who I don't even know what he looks like?"
The little guy raised his voice slightly in the direction of the carriage.
"Being honest with each other is the most basic etiquette."
The well-dressed man was in a dilemma: "This... Your Highness the Princess..."
Gu Nuoer waved her hand: "You don't have to say anything anymore. Brother, the rain is getting heavy, let's go."
Gu Ziliang directly picked up his sister, held up the jade bone umbrella, and the brother and sister left under the eyes of everyone.
In the crowd, the few strong men who had been staring at Gu Nuoer secretly also quietly divided into groups and chased each other.
The well-dressed man returned to the carriage and lowered his voice in shame because he had not finished his errand.
"Master, Your Highness the Princess, she..."
"I heard it." The young man's voice was clear and he calmly stopped the secret guard from speaking.
Yun Linzhou wore a green-bottomed robe embroidered with gold thread, which made his facial features even more handsome.
It seems that at his age of twelve or thirteen, this is the time when he should be sunny and cheerful.
However, there is always some lingering gloom in Yun Linzhou's eyebrows.
He learned about the accident at an early age and was deeply concerned.
Yun Linzhou touched the jade pendant hanging on his waist and rubbed it slowly with his slender fingertips.
He repeated the four words Gu Nuoer said.
"Let's be frank...frank..." Yun Linzhou lowered his head, a shadow covering his face.
For a moment, his thin lips curled up, his smile a little bitter.
Yun Linzhou raised his head, closed his eyes and leaned against the chariot wall.
"Noer, how much I want to be honest with you."
I just don’t know, after learning his true appearance, will she despise his darkness and his despicable thoughts?
Outside, the secret guard whispered: "Sir, Wei Cang's people have followed."
Yun Linzhou opened his eyes, revealing the deep tranquility like the sea.
"Go and send someone to keep an eye on her to ensure that Wei Cang can take Nuo'er away without harming her."
"yes."
The secret guard left quickly.
Yun Linzhou held the jade pendant tightly in his hand again.
Now that God has given him the opportunity, he can be by Gu Nuoer's side instead of Ye Siming.
Then he must take good care of it.
Over there, Gu Nuoer and Gu Ziliang walked through the alley together and decided to find a restaurant to eat something good first.
The little guy was dancing in his brother's arms and talking about what had just happened.
"That young master is really a weirdo. He hid in the carriage and asked his own secret guards to ask for the sword. Hmm, I don't like hiding people."
Gu Ziliang chuckled: "Don't worry, sister, maybe when the opportunity comes, this sword will naturally find a new owner."
Gu Nuoer nodded, hugged the sword tightly and acted coquettishly: "Duan Duan, don't worry, I won't let you out casually!"
Gu Ziliang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Break?
My sister really quickly gave Broken Sword a nickname...