The second set of Case Files of Tianxia Liangcang Chapter 43: The Right and Wrong of Nan Gong Autumn Moon

  Calling Pink Tickets~~~~~ This year's festival doesn't accept gifts, only accepts Pink Tickets.

  "You want to leave so soon?" The low, menacing voice that was no longer the gentle South Palace Autumn Moon's voice from behind me sent shivers down my spine. His hot breath on my ear made my hair stand on end, and I started to slide down, when his voice came again from above my head: "You didn't always like me?"

  With a hint of ridicule and sarcasm, the warm voice made my heart cold. It turned out that he had always known, but treated me like a fool! What an evil man, what an excessive man!

  I crouched down, moved out of his range to the right, then stood up neatly, turned around, raised an eyebrow. Nangong Qiuxue withdrew her hand and raised the corner of her mouth as if waiting for me to take the initiative to admit it, but unfortunately she was wrong. Emotionally and rationally, whether from a face-saving or dignified perspective, I would rather die than admit it! Besides, that early infatuation had long been blown away by time because I knew there was no result.

  I also crossed my arms over my chest, raised my head and stood up straight, coldly smiling: "That's right, I like you, but most of it is dependence. Because when I wake up, the first thing I see is you, so naturally I feel close to you. This is a law of nature. A newborn puppy will consider the first living thing it sees as its mother. I take you for half my dad."

  Nangong Qiuyue listened and laughed, tilted her face, licked her lips, and looked at me playfully: "What about the other half?"

  "Sister!" I replied crisply, Nan Gong Qiuxue burst out laughing, suddenly, he stopped laughing and lowered his face, his left hand propped against the door on one side, his right hand had somehow pinched my nose, he softened his expression, restored to his usual warmth: "Good girl, don't be naughty."

  "Who made the noise?" I opened his hand, from a young age practicing the divine skill of lying without blushing. "This is the truth, at most it's not sisters but brothers. By the way, does she know about you assassinating Xuan Yuan Yifei?"

  Nangong Qiuyue's body leaned back against the door, slanting against it, but not just one door, rather two doors that met at the seam. Well, now he couldn't get out. He raised an eyebrow, his gaze drifting lightly over my face: "You're changing the subject, but I can tell you, I'm not here to assassinate Xuan Yuan Yifei, and besides, he doesn't know my true identity either. Between us, there's a gentleman's agreement - we don't pry into each other's identities. This matter, no third person alive knows."

  "Cough...cough...cough..." Not a third person knew, and those who did know were all dead. "But now you know he's Xuan Yuan Yi Fei, don't you?"

  "Is that so, I see." Nangong Qiuyue's tone turned languid as he slowly leaned in towards me, "So are you thinking of going to tell him then? Hmm?"

  "No, I won't say it." Oh dear, I'm hungry. I winked at Nangong Qiuxue, he walked away from the door and also winked at me: "Me too." Then he walked into the house, and I let out a sigh of relief and opened the door.

  The warm sunlight poured in, and I felt like I had crawled back from hell to the world of humans. Being with Nan Gong Qiuxue gave me a stronger sense of oppression than Xuan Yuan Yifei.

  "Gentle yet firm." The soft and ethereal voice came from behind me, I paused for a moment, the Dragon Emperor was squatting at the door, he looked at me with a serious expression, I turned my gaze to look back, what did Nangong Qiuyue mean by this?

  "Do you know why I want to seal your acupoints?"

  "Isn't it to prevent the true energy from leaking out of the body?" I turned around, and in front of me, a cyan robe puffed up, with flying sleeves, and a slender hand stretched out from the long sleeve. At that moment, it seemed as if a crystal clear white light had flashed before my eyes.

  He lowered his eyelids and tightened his belt, casting a sideways glance at me with the corner of his eye. I was taken aback, and Nan Gong Qiuyue's eyes gleamed with a hint of seductiveness. I stared incredulously at his ordinary profile, then looked again at those eyes that flashed with cunning, and his entire face seemed to radiate a brilliant light because of those eyes, as if it had suddenly become handsome, with a beauty that was both delicate and evil.

  Illusion, absolutely an illusion.

  Nangong Qiuyue put on his clothes and picked up the sword hanging by the bed, walking towards me with a plain face that was full of warmth, but this time with a smile at the corner of his lips: "Firstly, I don't want Feng Qingya's body to be injured, secondly, I don't want you to practice martial arts, when the time comes, I'm afraid we won't be able to catch up with you." As he spoke, he hooked his finger and scratched my nose, leaving me stunned.

  Then he withdrew his hand and stood upright beside me, slightly nodding: "Madam, it's time for dinner."

  Nangong Qiuyue was as gentle as a spring breeze, but at this moment, he had transformed into that tame little sheep. Today, I accidentally discovered his secret - he didn't kill me because there was no need to. He is the Tathagata, and I am Wukong; I couldn't escape his palm.

  "Does she know your true identity?"

  "Do you think she'll know?" Nangong Qiuyue walked beside me as usual, I trudged along gloomily, at this rate, I'm afraid that even after three years, I still won't be free.

  "Are you afraid of me?"

  I won't answer.

  He smiled lightly: "Don't worry, as long as you behave, I'll treat you the same as before. What I said won't change, I'll still be by your side, protecting and guarding you..."

  "Shut up," I interrupted him, rolling my eyes. "You make me feel like I'm the Dragon Emperor, your pet. You're happy when you give me a bone to comfort me."

  "You're wrong, Long Huang isn't my pet, but my partner, however... you indeed are."

  Turned a deaf ear to him, didn't bother with him, and didn't even look at him. Anyway, his expression was bewildering.

  "You're angry."

  Ignore him continuously.

  "This time I won't be able to accompany you to Qingzhou, bring Hou Xian along."

  "Hey!" I turned around and stared at him, Nan Gong Qiuyue's expression was calm yet sincere, "How did you find out so quickly."

  Nangong Qiuyue's face was rosy, her lips curled up: "I have my own way, Long Huang will bring it too. Later, I'll be busy, and won't be by your side for all twelve hours of the day, but Long Huang can."

  "Hah! I say, you teach me martial arts and help me understand my own abilities, then I can protect myself!"

  Nangong Qiuyue stopped in her tracks, blinked her eyes, and the bright pupils sparkled with cunning light. Her lips, neither thick nor thin, enunciated each word clearly: "No, let's go!" After speaking, she brushed past my shoulder and walked calmly ahead of me, her back view as infuriating as it could be.

  "Hey, what do you mean by 'good'?" I chased after her, and Nangong Qiuyue said slowly as she walked: "Be a good National Protector's wife, keep some secrets that she shouldn't know, eat your meals, play with your toys, and in three years, you'll be free. At that time, if I'm happy, I'll take you to some fun places."

  I was stunned again. Listening to Nangong Qiuxue's tone, it seemed like he came to the Guardian Mansion for fun? Was it my misconception or was it really so?

  In a daze, Nangong Qiuxue had already walked far away. His footsteps were exceptionally light and quick, the hem of his blue robe fluttering with each step, like a butterfly flapping its wings.

  Nangong Qiuyue is indeed a strange and ambiguous man.