"The stupid Hua Poyue, the stupid Hua Poyue!" Chen Ning, who returned to the Li Mansion, could finally vent her indignation, and she rushed into the main hall yelled.

When Mrs. Li, who was in the main hall, saw that her wife was like this, she hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern: "Ning'er, what happened? Why was she angry?"

Unexpectedly, the old lady was there too, Chen Ning immediately changed his face and smiled, "Mom, are you back from worshiping Buddha? Nothing is wrong, I just yelled and scolded me."

"Look at your sweat, Xiaohua, pour tea for your wife."

Chen Ning's close maid took the order and put on a little rouge, which was so beautiful that the whole country was so beautiful. She brought a cup of flower tea and walked to Chen Ning in small steps, "Madam, please use it."

"Thank you." Seeing that face exactly the same as Hua Poyue, Chen Ning was so angry that he felt that his teeth were itchy. Why were the twin sisters who came out of the same sex so different? The sister of Queen's sister would be half as gentle as this little bird's dependent sister.

"You retreat first." The old lady had something to do in her heart and kindly pulled her maid away.

"Yes, old lady."

When the people left, the old lady and Chen Ning sat down. They said they were old lady. In fact, she was only in her early forties and was still charming, but her temples had white hair due to the loss of her beloved son. She looked at her wife gently and said, "Ning'er, something must have happened? But the master and Zixuan were out, and I don't have the energy to deal with things now. Have many things disturbed you?"

"No, no, what's wrong? Zixuan is doing it all." Chen Ning said with a smile.

"Ning'er..." The old lady wanted to speak but stopped.

"Mom, what's the matter?"

The old lady frowned slightly, pulled her hand and patted her gently, "At that time, it was our selfishness that hurt you... I only thought about my son, but I made such a good girl like you useless..."

"Mom, what are you talking about? I voluntarily. I'm so happy to marry Ziqi." Chen Ning interrupted her, afraid that she would be immersed in the pain of the past again.

The old lady looked at her and smiled comfortably, stared at her softly and said, "I have discussed it with the master. Although it is a bit unruly, it is..."

"What?" What to discuss?

"You...can't marry Zixuan?"

Chen Ning was shocked. If there was water in her mouth, she would definitely spew it out again, "Mom, what are you talking about?"

"I know, Zixuan and Zixuan are uncles and sisters-in-laws. It is not logical that brothers and sisters-in-law should marry brothers and sisters-in-laws. However, we all know you... Besides, the villagers in Yunzhou understand, so they will definitely not talk about it."

"Mom, I am a widow and cannot remarry." How can I say this? Jing Chao has always forbidden widows to remarry, thinking that widows will remarry. When the widows arrive, the new husband will compete with the original husband for their own life, so it is regarded as a big taboo. Therefore, no matter how old the woman is, as long as she marrys a wife, she must end up together.

"You child," Mrs. Li angrily said, "It's all my family, who doesn't know? But my mother can't delay you all the time. I think about it. Others may dislike your identity, and I'm not relieved if you marry someone else. Although Zixuan is not a good match, his mother knows that if you marry him, Ziqi will definitely be willing. You have always been kind to you, and it's good to be a husband and wife. Don't worry, you will definitely be the right wife if you marry him. As for the little flower, he redeems it and put it in your house. I think it's interesting, so I let her be a concubine and someone will take care of you. Is that okay?"

"No, no, it's not appropriate." Chen Ning waved his hand repeatedly, "Zixuan and I are just relatives, so how can we be husband and wife? It's reasonable to let Xiaohua be his wife."

"Ning'er."

"Mom, don't worry about these things. I'm so good now, and I'm not wronged at all. Don't let Zixuan down. Otherwise, when I die, he will definitely blame me and make his baby brother." Chen Ning smiled and said, "Mom, I suddenly want to eat some tremella and lotus seed soup. Did it be made in the kitchen?"

"Oh, I forgot to explain when I went out today, I'll go and have a look."

"Okay, mom, I'll go to the room to change my clothes first."

"You kid..." I understood that she didn't want to say more, and Mrs. Li shook her head helplessly, smiled and let her go. Looking at her leaving back, she thought to wait for Zixuan to come back and talk to him, and see what he meant. Such a good girl could not be ruined by their Li family for a lonely life.

Chen Ning returned to the room and was not in a hurry to change his clothes. Instead, he pulled Hua Poyue's twin sister Hua Nongying, who was embroidering, and asked, "Xiaohua, I asked you to draw the painting. Have you painted it?"

Hua Nongying put down the needle and thread in her hand, "I have already drawn it, madam."

"Oh, how many times have you said it, don't call me a wife, just call me my name."

"There is a difference between superiors and inferiors. Now Nongying is just waiting for sin. How can she call her wife's name directly?" Hua Nongying took out an unmounted scroll from the flower porcelain vase loaded with the scroll, and spread it on the table with Shizhen, "Madam, please see."

Chen Ning had no choice but to shake her head and take a step forward, staring at her bird-headed beast figure out of the snow-white rice paper.

"This bird's beak needs to be rolled inward." After looking carefully for a long time, she frowned and recalled for a moment.

"I have to roll it around?" Hua Nongying stood beside her and withdrew a little, "Madam, which family's clan is this?"

"Shiteng?" Chen Ning looked at her, looking more confused than her, "Do you mean something similar to a totem?"

"What is such a strange divine beast not a family clan?"

Family clan! Chen Ning felt that his blood was a little turbulent, and finally found some clues for her! If this was a totem, then as long as she found that family, she would definitely find the totem black jade that she had touched and put her here! "This little bird..." She pointed to the divine beast in the painting and trembled a little, and cursed with gritting teeth.

"Madam, don't do this. The divine beast is spiritual. If it is disrespectful, it will be cursed." Hua Nongying said hurriedly.

"I was cursed before I scolded it." Chen Ning was still a little angry, "Wait, is it because it scolded it now that it took revenge on me?" It is no longer a dispute over atheism. The bloody reality is in front of her. Now she only has one idea. Will she wear it back if she scolds it again?

Cursed? Hua Nongying became nervous and looked at the woman with an angry look in front of her, "Where did you see this clan Teng?" The consecrated beast Zuo Shi Teng has always been a marquis family. Where did the wife who had never left Yunzhou see it?

"Ahhh, in the dream, in the dream." Chen Ning waved his hand and said perfunctorily.

In the afternoon, when the old lady of the Li family took a nap, Chen Ning changed into men's clothes and arrived at the graveyard. Figures from far and near flashed.

"Madam, you are here." The little monkey who was pulling the bamboo strips jumped down and greeted her. Then, "Madam" sounded layer by layer in the woods.

Chen Ning responded one by one, flexibly stepped on the tree, and made a trap in depression.

"Madam, we will do this kind of rough work." The little monkey said under the tree with his head raised.

"It's okay, I'm available."

The little monkey knew her temperament and stopped persuading her. She smiled and took a hoe to dig it underground. She suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, madam, that foreigner Huang came here yesterday, but she didn't stay for a long time, but instead rode her horse to the other end of the forest."

Five hundred miles apart at the end of the forest is where the Kermon people live.

"Oh?" Chen Ning raised his eyebrows. Is it because of habit or intentional? She pulled out the knife and scraped the branches, constantly thinking about his intention in her mind.

"Did you let him see it?"

"No, I just left a few people who said they were opening a new grave." The little monkey replied.

"Well, if he comes back, I'll tell me."

"Oh." The little monkey responded, trying to say something, but heard the wind blowing from the tree, "Madam, those foreigners are here again."

"Who is it?"

"It's the young master with the surname Leng and his slave."

Why are you still excited to change someone? Chen Ning was curious and jumped down and inserted his sharp knife into his short boots, "You guys can avoid it for now, I'll go and have a look."

A long bird's chirping broke through the clouds, echoing everywhere, and the leaves rustled.

"Shut up, stupid bird!" Leng Liqing, the sixth prince of the dynasty, closed the jade fan in his hand, and shouted quite dissatisfiedly.

"Sixth Master, here is extremely yin energy, let's go back." Wanfu brought up a small cage and followed behind him. The cage was made of fine vines, which was exquisite, and even a jade pendant was hung at the opening.

"Do you think I want to come here?" He shivered when he thought about the ghost fire that day. Just for the sake of the little baby, he had to find the afternoon with the strongest yang energy. "Before I came, I heard that there were a marshal cricket near Yunzhou. That day, we were in the pavilion, and I clearly heard its screams. If Ziling hadn't been present, I would have caught this little heart that day!"

Cricket fighting was popular in Jingchao, and even to the point where "every family has a unique autumn view, and they have brought out Xuan kiln cricket basin". Someone fought a game of crickets and lost their fortunes. The beloved cricket fighting was dead, and the owner buried it with silver, burned it with tin croaker, and sacrificed it with poetry and essays. It was no wonder that the idle prince Dong Jingchen did not dare to call it anything else. This game can be called the best in the world. Cricket fighting has always been his favorite. He has raised many excellent cricket fighting under his command. Not long ago, he saw the great marshal crickets from Yunzhou that were invincible, so he thought about raising two. When the imperial edict asked him to come to Yunzhou with Huangling, he responded without thinking about the intention of the emperor.

"What kind of heart do you want to catch?" Chen Ning appeared from the forest.

"Hey, isn't this Mrs. Li?" Dong Jingchen fixed his eyes and looked at the men's clothing in plain clothes in front of him. What family in his heart allowed a widow to be so unique.

"Mr. Leng, young master Wanfu." Chen Ning walked towards them with a smile and asked curiously, "Mr. Leng, can you really catch a ghost and go back?"

Dong Jingchen was stunned for a moment, and recalled the nonsense conversation between the two when they first met, and laughed awkwardly, "Did Madam bring the family sword today?"

"Haha, do you plan to use such a small cage?"

...

The two looked at each other and laughed loudly at the same time.

"Mrs. Li is so beautiful, shouldn't you not know?"

Chen Ning raised the corner of his mouth, "There are more crickets behind." Zixuan heard from somewhere that nobles all like to keep crickets in the boudoir and listen to it chirping. He didn't know what he was thinking about and went to catch two of them. His mother actually praised him for his way of keeping in mind his brother and sister-in-law. So she had to listen for two days. Before she was so nervous, she still used the method of fighting crickets to prevent him from continuing to work hard.

Dong Jingchen raised a smile of birds of feathers gathered together, "Thank you, Madam."

"No need, anyway, I'll go and help the young master."

...If you want to catch a cricket, you still have to fight the wind? Wanfu felt that this lady was extremely unreliable.

So Wanfu followed the unreliable master and the even more unreliable Mrs. Li to the back mountain. Seeing the two of them sticking in the grass like three-year-old children looking for crickets, he was really... mixed feelings.

"Mr. Leng and the other two came from afar to capture the marshal?" Chen Ning asked in a low voice while staring at the grass.

"Yes." Dong Jingchen gathered his energy and heard a little movement. He flew up and rushed forward, "Haha, catch it! Wanfu, come to the cage!"

Another shock came out from this shock. This time, Shen Ning quickly closed his hands, "Haha, I caught it too!"
Chapter completed!