Chapter 901: She's going to be mad before she was killed by this woman

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After wiping his face for Diao Chan, Nalanchu struggled and finally took off his socks.
Diao Chan finally collapsed, "... wait."
He didn't open his mouth when he spoke, leaving only a small gap, except for the vocal cords and oral muscles, Diao Chan did not use any muscles.
Although the voice is a bit smaller and more vague, it is better than dumb in the end.
When Nalanchu heard it, he hurried at once, "Master Diao Chan, what do you tell me?"
When Diao Chan saw Nalan Chu's "pretentious innocent" expression, he almost did not vomit blood.
He tried to be as calm as possible, then slowly said, "What do you ... want ...?"
"Return to Diao Chan, for you ... to wipe your feet," Nalanchu was also embarrassed. "You will be more comfortable rubbing your feet when you stay in bed like this."
Diao Chan's mouth twitched, "Let ... other ... come down."
Nalan Chu sighed sighed, "It is true that other palace people can take care of Master Diao Chan, but then my conscience is uneasy! Master Dian Chan was seriously injured for my sake, could I not even do the most basic care "Look up and look directly at the man's eyes." So from today until I recover from Diao Chan, I will take care of it myself. "
Diao Chan's throat was sweet and he wanted to spit blood, "Even if ... rubbing my feet ... I can bear it, wouldn't you ... wipe me?"
"Yes!" Although Nalanchu was also embarrassed and his cheeks were red, his voice was extremely firm.
Diao Chan felt that he was going to be furious without being hit by this woman. "You ... a woman ... would you give me this ... man ... wipe yourself?"
The intermittent voice was full of irony.
Nalanchu sighed again, "Yes, although I was embarrassed, but ... but ..."
"Oh," Diao Chan snorted, "but ... what?"
Nalanchu didn't know how many times he sighed, "But we will get married sooner or later."
"Uh?" Diao Chan called out subconsciously, because of this cry, contracted the muscles and wounds, and instantly turned white. The cold sweat of the bean appeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then gathered into a stream. Go on.
"Master Diao Chan, don't act lightly!" Na Lanchu quickly stepped forward, kneeling on the head of the bed, and wiped his sweat with a towel. "Master Diao Chan, you have to put up with it, just lie down for ten days and wait for your wound to heal slightly. , I will use internal force to heal your injuries. Although it hurts the muscles and bones for a hundred days, I believe I can speed up the healing of your wound, so ... "
"Wait ... wait ..." Diao Chan decided that no matter what weird news he heard, he would not be excited anymore, even if Nalanchu said he was a man. "I ... ask you, we want to ... get married? Who said?"
Nalanchu's exquisite little face turned red and turned his head to avoid the sight of Diao Chan. "It was the father who asked the emperor to marry him. The emperor has already given his marriage. Today, the decree will be formulated and it will be announced tomorrow."
Diao Chan's mouth twitched, "Hehe ... just don't ask ... my opinion?"
Nalanchu bowed his head fiercely. "Return to Diao Chan, in fact, from the outsider's point of view, you have ruined my reputation and should be responsible ..."
"Hehehehehehe," Diao Chan closed his eyes, and issued a series of "hehe", "you ... go ..."
"Uh? Master Diao Chan tell me where to go? What?" Nalanchu said.
"Go get the knife and give me ... happily."
"..."
Then the room fell into an awkward silence.
Diao Chan closed his eyes and quietly relieved the mood of fluctuation.
After a while, faint nasal sounds could be heard.
Diao Chan opened his eyes helplessly, "How do you ... cry again?"