Nan Xiang trembled all over, chills spread from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and his hairs stood on end.
"father."
Ye Qianning stood up and leaned towards Nanxiang.
Xiang Minghou responded and sat down: "What are you standing for?"
Ye Qianning patted Nan Xiang's shoulder gently and sat down with a smile.
Nan Xiang's head was lowered into a bean sprout, and he didn't dare to move, not at all.
"You must be Princess Nanxiang."
Xiang Minghou spoke first.
When Nan Xiang was named, her back stiffened and she almost cried. In the dream, when the Lord of Hell was judging her, he asked her the same question in the first sentence. The next sentence was to accuse her of her crimes and put her in the hot seat!
"I was very drunk yesterday. I drank some porridge to nourish my stomach in the morning."
"Forehead……"
Nan Xiang was stunned and looked up in shock.
It happened to touch the dark and scarred face of Xiang Minghou. At this time, there was no anger on the face and it was very peaceful.
At this time, he was holding a spoon in one hand and a bowl in the other, serving a bowl of porridge. When he got up, the bowl of porridge fell in front of her.
"Drink porridge first, then eat vegetables."
Xiang Minghou's calm voice was approachable. After he put it down, he poured another bowl for Ye Qianning: "Same for you."
"knew."
Xiang Minghou had a smile on his lips, and his eyes were soft and doting.
Nan Xiang looked at it and realized that he looked completely different from the person in the dream. It seemed...
"how?"
As if aware of Nan Xiang's gaze, he raised his eyes towards Marquis Ming.
"No...it's okay, thank you Uncle Xiang."
Nan Xiang immediately shook his head, held the porridge in both hands and started to drink it. Because he was so anxious to drink, he choked a few mouthfuls. No
"Slower."
Ye Qianning reached out and patted her back.
Nan Xiang slowly came over and wiped his mouth, and glanced at Minghou secretly. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the scar was not scary at all.
"It's... really delicious."
"It tastes good. Uncle will give you another bowl."
……——
Nan Xiang trembled all over, chills spread from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and his hairs stood on end.
"father."
Ye Qianning stood up and leaned towards Nanxiang.
Xiang Minghou responded and sat down: "What are you standing for?"
Ye Qianning patted Nan Xiang's shoulder gently and sat down with a smile.
Nan Xiang's head was lowered into a bean sprout, and he didn't dare to move, not at all.
"You must be Princess Nanxiang."
Xiang Minghou spoke first.
When Nan Xiang was named, her back stiffened and she almost cried. In the dream, when the Lord of Hell was judging her, he asked her the same question in the first sentence. The next sentence was to accuse her of her crimes and put her in the hot seat!
"I was very drunk yesterday. I drank some porridge to nourish my stomach in the morning."
"Forehead……"
Nan Xiang was stunned and looked up in shock.
It happened to touch the dark and scarred face of Xiang Minghou. At this time, there was no anger on the face and it was very peaceful.
At this time, he was holding a spoon in one hand and a bowl in the other, serving a bowl of porridge. When he got up, the bowl of porridge fell in front of her.
"Drink porridge first, then eat vegetables."
Xiang Minghou's calm voice was approachable. After he put it down, he poured another bowl for Ye Qianning: "Same for you."
"knew."
Xiang Minghou had a smile on his lips, and his eyes were soft and doting.
Nan Xiang looked at it and realized that he looked completely different from the person in the dream. It seemed...
"how?"
As if aware of Nan Xiang's gaze, he raised his eyes towards Marquis Ming.
"No...it's okay, thank you Uncle Xiang."
Nan Xiang immediately shook his head, held the porridge in both hands and started to drink it. Because he was so anxious to drink, he choked a few mouthfuls. No
"Slower."
Ye Qianning reached out and patted her back.
Nan Xiang slowly came over and wiped his mouth, and glanced at Minghou secretly. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the scar was not scary at all.
"It's... really delicious."
"It tastes good. Uncle will give you another bowl."
Nan Xiang trembled all over, chills spread from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and his hairs stood on end.
"father."
Ye Qianning stood up and leaned towards Nanxiang.
Xiang Minghou responded and sat down: "What are you standing for?"
Ye Qianning patted Nan Xiang's shoulder gently and sat down with a smile.
Nan Xiang's head was lowered into a bean sprout, and he didn't dare to move, not at all.
"You must be Princess Nanxiang."
Xiang Minghou spoke first.
When Nan Xiang was named, her back stiffened and she almost cried. In the dream, when the Lord of Hell was judging her, he asked her the same question in the first sentence. The next sentence was to accuse her of her crimes and put her in the hot seat!
"I was very drunk yesterday. I drank some porridge to nourish my stomach in the morning."
"Forehead……"
Nan Xiang was stunned and looked up in shock.
It happened to touch the dark and scarred face of Xiang Minghou. At this time, there was no anger on the face and it was very peaceful.
At this time, he was holding a spoon in one hand and a bowl in the other, serving a bowl of porridge. When he got up, the bowl of porridge fell in front of her.
"Drink porridge first, then eat vegetables."
Xiang Minghou's calm voice was approachable. After he put it down, he poured another bowl for Ye Qianning: "Same for you."
"knew."
Xiang Minghou had a smile on his lips, and his eyes were soft and doting.
Nan Xiang looked at it and realized that he looked completely different from the person in the dream. It seemed...
"how?"
As if aware of Nan Xiang's gaze, he raised his eyes towards Marquis Ming.
"No...it's okay, thank you Uncle Xiang."
Nan Xiang immediately shook his head, held the porridge in both hands and started to drink it. Because he was so anxious to drink, he choked a few mouthfuls. No
"Slower."
Ye Qianning reached out and patted her back.
Nan Xiang slowly came over and wiped his mouth, and glanced at Minghou secretly. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the scar was not scary at all.
"It's... really delicious."
"It tastes good. Uncle will give you another bowl."
Nan Xiang trembled all over, chills spread from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and his hairs stood on end.
"father."
Ye Qianning stood up and leaned towards Nanxiang.
Xiang Minghou responded and sat down: "What are you standing for?"
Ye Qianning patted Nan Xiang's shoulder gently and sat down with a smile.
Nan Xiang's head was lowered into a bean sprout, and he didn't dare to move, not at all.
"You must be Princess Nanxiang."
Xiang Minghou spoke first.
When Nan Xiang was named, her back stiffened and she almost cried. In the dream, when the Lord of Hell was judging her, he asked her the same question in the first sentence. The next sentence was to accuse her of her crimes and put her in the hot seat!
"I was very drunk yesterday. I drank some porridge to nourish my stomach in the morning."
"Forehead……"
Nan Xiang was stunned and looked up in shock.
It happened to touch the dark and scarred face of Xiang Minghou. At this time, there was no anger on the face and it was very peaceful.
At this time, he was holding a spoon in one hand and a bowl in the other, serving a bowl of porridge. When he got up, the bowl of porridge fell in front of her.
"Drink porridge first, then eat vegetables."
Xiang Minghou's calm voice was approachable. After he put it down, he poured another bowl for Ye Qianning: "Same for you."
"knew."
Xiang Minghou had a smile on his lips, and his eyes were soft and doting.
Nan Xiang looked at it and realized that he looked completely different from the person in the dream. It seemed...
"how?"
As if aware of Nan Xiang's gaze, he raised his eyes towards Marquis Ming.
"No...it's okay, thank you Uncle Xiang."
Nan Xiang immediately shook his head, held the porridge in both hands and started to drink it. Because he was so anxious to drink, he choked a few mouthfuls. No
"Slower."
Ye Qianning reached out and patted her back.
Nan Xiang slowly came over and wiped his mouth, and glanced at Minghou secretly. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the scar was not scary at all.
"It's... really delicious."
"It tastes good. Uncle will give you another bowl."
Nan Xiang trembled all over, chills spread from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and his hairs stood on end.
"father."
Ye Qianning stood up and leaned towards Nanxiang.
Xiang Minghou responded and sat down: "What are you standing for?"
Ye Qianning patted Nan Xiang's shoulder gently and sat down with a smile.
Nan Xiang's head was lowered into a bean sprout, and he didn't dare to move, not at all.
"You must be Princess Nanxiang."
Xiang Minghou spoke first.
When Nan Xiang was named, her back stiffened and she almost cried. In the dream, when the Lord of Hell was judging her, he asked her the same question in the first sentence. The next sentence was to accuse her of her crimes and put her in the hot seat!
"I was very drunk yesterday. I drank some porridge to nourish my stomach in the morning."
"Forehead……"
Nan Xiang was stunned and looked up in shock.
It happened to touch the dark and scarred face of Xiang Minghou. At this time, there was no anger on the face and it was very peaceful.
At this time, he was holding a spoon in one hand and a bowl in the other, serving a bowl of porridge. When he got up, the bowl of porridge fell in front of her.
"Drink porridge first, then eat vegetables."
Xiang Minghou's calm voice was approachable. After he put it down, he poured another bowl for Ye Qianning: "Same for you."
"knew."
Xiang Minghou had a smile on his lips, and his eyes were soft and doting.
Nan Xiang looked at it and realized that he looked completely different from the person in the dream. It seemed...
"how?"
As if aware of Nan Xiang's gaze, he raised his eyes towards Marquis Ming.
"No...it's okay, thank you Uncle Xiang."
Nan Xiang immediately shook his head, held the porridge in both hands and started to drink it. Because he was so anxious to drink, he choked a few mouthfuls. No
"Slower."
Ye Qianning reached out and patted her back.
Nan Xiang slowly came over and wiped his mouth, and glanced at Minghou secretly. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the scar was not scary at all.
"It's... really delicious."
"It tastes good. Uncle will give you another bowl."
Nan Xiang trembled all over, chills spread from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and his hairs stood on end.
"father."
Ye Qianning stood up and leaned towards Nanxiang.
Xiang Minghou responded and sat down: "What are you standing for?"
Ye Qianning patted Nan Xiang's shoulder gently and sat down with a smile.
Nan Xiang's head was lowered into a bean sprout, and he didn't dare to move, not at all.
"You must be Princess Nanxiang."
Xiang Minghou spoke first.
When Nan Xiang was named, her back stiffened and she almost cried. In the dream, when the Lord of Hell was judging her, he asked her the same question in the first sentence. The next sentence was to accuse her of her crimes and put her in the hot seat!
"I was very drunk yesterday. I drank some porridge to nourish my stomach in the morning."
"Forehead……"
Nan Xiang was stunned and looked up in shock.
It happened to touch the dark and scarred face of Xiang Minghou. At this time, there was no anger on the face and it was very peaceful.
At this time, he was holding a spoon in one hand and a bowl in the other, serving a bowl of porridge. When he got up, the bowl of porridge fell in front of her.
"Drink porridge first, then eat vegetables."
Xiang Minghou's calm voice was approachable. After he put it down, he poured another bowl for Ye Qianning: "Same for you."
"knew."
Xiang Minghou had a smile on his lips, and his eyes were soft and doting.
Nan Xiang looked at it and realized that he looked completely different from the person in the dream. It seemed...
"how?"
As if aware of Nan Xiang's gaze, he raised his eyes towards Marquis Ming.
"No...it's okay, thank you Uncle Xiang."
Nan Xiang immediately shook his head
