In Gong Mohan's opinion, his Zhizhi was still too kind. It was so cheap to deal with a woman like Ning Wanxin. He smiled and said, "Do you want to hear my method?"

"Okay, come and listen."

Gong Mohan said his method again. After Rong Qianzhi listened, he couldn't help but swallow. It was her husband who was cruel enough!

"Brother Mo Han, when are you going to do it?" Rong Qianzhi looked at Gong Mo Han and asked.

Gong Mohan's mouth curled a bloodthirsty smile: "Just tonight, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and the night on Wangquan Mountain must be beautiful." Rong Qianzhi couldn't help but feel excited and quickly changed the topic: "Brother Mohan, when are you going to go back to Nanchu? If you are in a hurry, we will set off tomorrow." She naturally knew that next month will be her grandfather's 60th birthday, but compared with Gong Mohan's state affairs, she could only follow

Her grandfather, who had never met before, said sorry.

Gong Mohan smiled sweetly: "No hurry, now the soldiers and horses of Dongliao have stopped moving. What are their desires? We can't be sure for a moment. Let's wait and see what they want." He looked stern and said: "From what Ye Wuyou said to you, I guess Baili Wuchen and Yun Qirui should be near Ningjian Villa. I want to meet them for a while!" Baili Wuchen hid his head and tail for so long, and it's time to show up. As for Yun Qirui, he wants to see him.

Who is it?

Upon hearing this, Rong Qianzhi was worried that Gong Mohan would fall into the nightmare memories three years ago again. She hurriedly said, "Since that's the case, Brother Mohan, let's go out for a walk. I've heard my mother say that Ningjian Villa is as majestic as a painting, and we will also appreciate it. How about it?"

"Okay." Gong Mohan had no objection and pulled Rong Qianzhi out of the yard, and Pofeng and Wangyue followed behind them.

After walking for a while, Rong Qianzhi saw the white-bearded old man running over in Yongqingshan. Behind him was a burly black girl. She was sure that these two should be Bai Honghong and Ye Wuyou's cousin Jia Zhi. When he came to Gong Mohan, Bai Honghong suddenly stopped his feet, grabbed his white beard, and said with a broken face: "You are Prince Han Gong Mohan, not my ancestor, Humph, I hate it!" Yesterday, Bai Honghong heard the news. He went to Gong Mohan's yard to find Gong Mohan twice.

They were all stopped by Jingyun and others, but today they finally caught him.

Rong Qianzhi smiled with a pursed lips. She could hear that the old man seemed to like her brother Mo Han even more as his young master. She smiled and looked at Gong Mo Han.

Gong Mohan pinched Rong Qianzhi's little hand, looked at Bai Honghong and said, "If you need any help in the future, you can go find me." After so many days of getting along, Gong Mohan had long seen that Bai Honghong was an old naughty boy. Although he was playful, he was kind-hearted.

"Young Master" Bai Honghong was so moved that he was about to cry. He held his mouth and looked at Gong Mohan.

Gong Mohan didn't make any more noise, pulled Rong Qianzhi over him and walked forward, facing Jia Zhi who was walking slowly.

After hearing the news, Jia Zhi was in a depressed mood. She looked at Gong Mohan, then Rong Qianzhi, and bowed to the two of them.

From Jia Zhi's resentful expression, Rong Qianzhi had already guessed something in her heart. She looked at Gong Mohan and blinked with a smile.

Gong Mohan frowned his sword eyebrows and pulled Rong Qianzhi to walk forward quickly over Jia Zhi.

Rong Qianzhi turned his head and looked at Jia Zhi. After walking away, he looked at Gong Mohan and smiled and said, "Brother Mohan, you have so many peach blossoms!"

Gong Mohan didn't like being admired by women outside Zhizhi at all. He felt very upset. He looked at Rong Qianzhi and frowned and said, "I'm very happy to see an annoying peach blossom appearing around your husband from time to time?"

"Who said that!" Rong Qianzhi then found that the tiger's butt could not be touched. She hurriedly hugged Gong Mohan's arm and said with a favor: "The peach blossoms are all trying to beat my husband. How could I be happy? I'm not stupid!"

"Is that true?" Gong Mohan suddenly pressed his ear to Rong Qianzhi and said, "Zhizhi, it seems you want me to punish you tonight?"

The hot air was sprayed in his ears, Rong Qianzhi's ears turned red. She looked at Gong Mohan and said coquettishly: "Where do you have it?"

"It's obvious that there is one, but I don't admit it, and I'll be more guilty!" Gong Mohan smiled.

"Hate, you bully people again!"

"Do I have it? I just love me for my husband"

Ye Wuyou looked at the two people who were walking farther and farther away, and was envious in his heart. He smiled and was about to leave when he heard a sarcastic voice coming: "What are you watching for Young Master Ye? Could it be that he forgot that he is already a engagement?"

Listening to Ning Wanxin's voice, Ye Wuyou frowned in disgust. He turned around, looked at Ning Wanxin, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Miss Ning is really a dog, meddling with other people's business. Do I think what I think has something to do with you? Who do you think you are?"

"you"

Ning Wanxin didn't expect Ye Wuyou to scold her in Ningjian Villa. She was immediately angry. As soon as she spoke, she heard the voice of her third brother Ning Fei: "I have heard of Young Master Ye for a long time, but I don't want to. It's really disappointing to see him today!"

"Third Brother!" Ning Wanxin turned around and quickly met Ning Fei who was stroking towards him. She suddenly felt happy. She was wondering where her third brother had gone and why she had come back. He had not returned to Ningjian Villa yet, so he didn't expect him to come back today.

"Each of each other!" Ye Wuyou snorted coldly, said something, and turned around and left. In his opinion, Ning Fei and Ning Wanxin were completely birds of a feather, and he was too lazy to pay attention to them.

Ning Fei was annoyed and threw the dogtail grass in his hand to the ground, staring at Ye Wuyou's back.

"San brother, that man has been fascinated by beauty, let's ignore him!" Ning Wanxin stepped forward and turned to him, "San brother, where have you been here these days? Why did you come back until today?"

Hearing this, Ning Fei's eyes flashed, and he said, "I haven't gone anywhere. A few days ago, I met an old friend and accompanied her to travel around for a few days, which took some time off."

"Old friend? Who, do I know each other?"

"You don't know." After saying that, Ning Fei hurriedly changed the subject: "Wanxin, I heard that Gong Mohan is not dead. He and Rong Qianzhi have also come to our Ningjian Villa, but it is true?"

Ning Wanxin nodded, looked at Ning Fei, and whispered: "Third Brother, I fell in love with Gong Mohan. You will help me, right?"
Chapter completed!