Looking at Rong Qianzhi's hand holding the scabbard, Gong Mohan frowned slightly, his phoenix eyes were deep and boundless. He reached out and slowly covered the back of Rong Qianzhi's hand. The fingers of his thumb gently brushed across the smooth skin on Rong Qianzhi's back. He obviously felt Rong Qianzhi's hand tremble slightly, and the

The strength was tighter in an instant.

Rong Qianzhi raised his eyes and looked at Gong Mohan with black and white translucent eyes. The eyes were instantly filled with Gong Mohan's shadow. Gong Mohan pursed his lips, took the scabbard from Qing Qianzhi's hand, handed it to Ning Luo, and pulled Rong Qianzhi to walk out of the hall.

Gong Mohan sent Rong Qianzhi back to the room and went to the study. He sat alone behind the desk table, put his hands on the table, his back tightly against the back of the chair, and his eyebrows were twisted into a ball.

Judging from the subtle movements of Shizhan, he could be sure that Shizhan was pretending to be stupid, but why did she pretend to be stupid? He is her husband, what can she not tell him?

Thinking of this, Gong Mohan felt deeply disappointed. Zhizhi would rather watch him sad than tell him that she had not become stupid. She was just pretending to be stupid. He was so untrustworthy in her heart?

The Adam's apple rolled slowly, and Gong Mohan slowly closed his eyes.

...

Ning Wanxin returned to the inn room, and Ning Wanqing suddenly exclaimed: "Sister, why are you injured? Who hurts you? Is it Rong Qianzhi?" As she said that, Ning Wanqing took her sword and said: "Sister, she is too much, I'll go find the settlement!"

"It's not her." Ning Wanxin sarcastically said: "She wants to hurt me, she must have the ability!" In Ning Wanxin's opinion, if Rong Qianzhi had real skills, she wouldn't have just pretended to be crazy all day long.

Ning Wanqing paused and looked at Ning Wanxin in confusion: "Sister, who is that? It's not the prince, right?" The more Ning Wanqing thought about it, the more she felt that there was a possibility. Gong Mohan looked like a master who would not be merciful. She suddenly regretted and encouraged Ning Wanxin to chase him. "Who else can it be if it's not him?" The hatred in her heart surged up again. Ning Wanxin covered her wounds and exerted force. She groaned in pain. She gritted in pain and said: "Gong Mohan, he would better pray for God to bless me not to fall on my hand, otherwise I would be ashamed today.

I will get it back with humiliation and profit!"

At this time, Ning Wanxin's pretty little face was full of ferociousness. Ning Wanqing looked at her blankly. She had never seen such a sister before. She suddenly felt a little stranger and even more scared.

She pursed her lips and said weakly: "Sister, when will the revenge be revenge? In my opinion, let's forget it, let's go home."

"Go home?" Ning Wanxin suddenly glared at Ning Wanqing: "If you want to go back, I will never stop you, but if you don't take revenge, I will not go back!"

"Then, then I won't go back." Ning Wanqing quickly changed the subject: "By the way, sister, have you met your aunt?"

"Don't mention that woman to me, she is not worthy of being our aunt!" Ning Wan said hatefully.

Ning Wanqing didn't have to guess that it must be Ning Wanxin who came to her aunt because the prince took her anger. She didn't dare to speak out again. After helping Ning Wanxin treat the wound, she found an excuse to sneak out of the room.

She came to the first floor lobby and found an empty seat and sat down. She felt a little sad. How could she persuade her sister to give up revenge and go back to Ningjian Villa with her?

She held her chin with her hands, feeling melancholy, when she saw a man walking down from the second floor, her eyes lit up.

The man was dressed in white, with a fluttering belt, and looked as handsome as an immortal walking out of the scroll. Ning Wanqing couldn't help but be stunned. This was the first time she had seen a man who was more beautiful than a woman.

Baili Wuchen curled his lips slightly, he glanced at Ning Wanqing, came to an empty table beside her and sat down, so that Ning Wanqing could clearly see his side face.

The waiter brought the tea, Baili Wuchen poured a cup for himself, picked up the cup and blew the heat gently, but did not look at Ning Wanxin, and said with a smile: "Miss, have you seen enough?"

Baili Wuchen's voice was clear and pleasant, and Ning Wanqing came to her senses. Her face turned red, but she did not dodge, but stood up and sat opposite Baili Wuchen, saying, "Young Master, can we get to know each other?"

Ning Wanqing is a woman in the martial arts world. In her heart, there is nothing that can be seen by men and women, but only whether it is in line with her wishes. Obviously, this man in white is just in line with her wishes, so she naturally doesn't want to miss it.

Baili Wuchen smiled warmly: "I'm the first name of Xue, my name is Wuhen."

"Xue Wuhen?" Ning Wanqing savored it carefully and felt that the man in white was not only good-looking, but also had a very nice name. She immediately said, "Young Master, my name is Ning Wanqing."

"It turns out that it is the second lady from Ningjian Villa, so lucky to know." Baili Wuchen said with a smile.

"Young Master is so polite." Looking at Baili Wuchen, Ning Wanqing smiled shyly and asked, "Do you dare to ask where the young master is? What are you doing in this capital?"

"I am an orphan, raised by my master. I never knew where my hometown is. Now that my master has passed away, I am wandering around the world alone, and the world is home." Baili Wuchen said slowly with his eyes down.

Ning Wanqing felt nervous, and she hurriedly said, "Young Master doesn't have a family yet?"

Baili Wuchen, holding the teacup, paused slightly, and Rong Qianzhi's beautiful little face suddenly appeared in the green tea. He wanted to say that he had no family for a while, but he said in a scattered manner: "I have a fiancée." "Ah?" Ning Wanqing was disappointed. He actually had a fiancée. So why did she still spend time with him? If it were in the past, even if a man in white had a fiancée, Ning Wanqing would not give up so easily. But with Ning Wanxin's lessons, she felt that she would not provoke a woman.

A man is better.

She almost stood up, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said, "I'm disturbing you, I hope you'll forgive me!" After that, she returned to her position.

Baili Wuchen closed his eyes in annoyance. Ning Wanqing was obviously going to take the bait. He actually said that he had a fiancée, and he must be crazy!

...

Last night, Huo Qintong stayed in Murong Xie's mansion for a night. She slept until the Sun was still on the 3rd day before she got up. She left the room and saw Qingliu standing in the yard. She looked up at the position of the sun in the sky, walked forward quickly, and asked, "Qingliu, your prince hasn't gone to court yet?"
Chapter completed!