Nangong Ji felt the coolness of the sleeve wind. His heart was like a stone. He wanted to see it, but he didn't dare to.

Trying not to think about it, Nangong Ji immediately thinks about Nangong yueluo, and what the prime minister has done to her.

He is eager to be strong, to hold up a blue sky for her, and is willing to protect her for the rest of her life.

Nangong Ji thought, thought, and imagined in his mind that when he could speak, he would call her a thousand voices. He would never be tired of listening to the nagging voice of a sister in his ear.

Because Nangong Ji was immersed in his beautiful reverie, he didn't feel the silence of time.

At this time, Nangong yueluo focused on the needle arrangement for Nangong halberd. There were many people waiting for the deaf and dumb Nangong halberd outside the national medical hall.

Two hours later, the whole person collapsed and sat down on the chair.

Compared with Nangong yueluo, Nangong Ji felt more relaxed than ever, and seemed to have endless strength.

Teng de got up from the couch and, as usual, couldn't help pursing her red lips and cried, "sister!"

When she heard a hoarse and ugly voice, Nangong Ji trembled all over and looked at Nangong yueluo in disbelief.

She pursed her red lips again and gave a cry.

"Sister!"

Nangong Ji looks at Nangong yueluo with both eyes and points to himself with both hands, which means asking about Nangong yueluo.

Is that really his voice?!

Although his voice was hoarse, his ears could hear it, and he could speak.

As he had thought, if he could speak, he would call her thousands of times.

"Elder sister, elder sister... Elder sister..." Nangong Ji excitedly called Nangong yueluo.

Nangong yueluo's face was a little pale, and then she said with her red lips, "you can only speak, but you still need to speak less."

Then she pointed to a warm bowl of medicine and let Nangong Ji drink it.

Nangong halberd a lunge, directly take the bowl, head up a drink.

Drink medicine, still unbearable excited mood.

Since the memory, he can't speak, want to call Aung, want to cry pain, cry bitter, can't, can only bear in silence.

When he could speak at this moment, Nangong Ji could not help crying.

"Elder sister... Elder sister..." this time, Nangong Ji yelled at Nangong yueluo countless times in his heart. Every time he yelled, tears fell more fiercely.

Who says men don't have tears?

Nangong yueluo looks at Nangong Ji tears in front of her and looks at him gently with a smile.

"Sister!" Nangong Ji can't help striding to Nangong yueluo and embracing her.

Bury his head in the neck of Nangong yueluo.

"Cry, cry out your sorrow and grievance for so many years!" Nangong yueluo raised her slender hand and patted Nangong halberd gently.

Just a 14-year-old? It should have been the treasure of parents' palm, but it was cruelly tortured by parents from birth.

Nangong Ji can't help crying like a child.

The sound of crying is so loud that it comes out of the national medical hall. People who are still wandering outside are looking forward to seeing if Nangong yueluo can cure the boy?

When I heard this cry, I immediately attracted these people to wonder what happened?

At that time, it attracted some people to watch and secretly look inside Guoyitang.

Nangong Ji cried for a cup of tea on the third floor. He immediately stopped and dried his tears. Seeing that Nangong Yue was wet on her neck, she was a little embarrassed and said, "let me laugh!"