Jiang Chengjia replied, "The brother in the family called his daughter-in-law A Luo."

Cao lowered his eyes. At this time, the water in the copper pot had boiled, and the fragrance of tea was floating in the hall and became more and more intense. She burned the bowl and placed the cup, set the position, and said slowly, "Go to the table."

"No." The couple responded, returned to their seats, and sat in front of Zhu Wenshu's copywriting together.

"Biyun, pour tea." Cao called out lightly. Biyun, who was waiting outside the hall, responded and took a small step forward. Tening Nanyou and Jiang Chengjia scooped the tea cup, picked up the tea sea placed on the small lacquer table and scooped a flat tea from the copper pot, carefully poured tea for the three of them, and waited until the foam in the cup was evenly matched before leaving.

Cao picked up the teacup, brushed his sleeves and covered his face and sipped the tea slightly. The couple waited for them to taste it before enjoying the fragrance of tea.

"Is my mother's illness better? I'm so sorry for my son in the future." Ning Nanyou put down the teacup and said with concern.

However, Cao did not look at him, but just lowered his head and continued to cook the tea cakes, then grind it into powder, and replied lazily, "This courtyard is much quieter than your royal palace. I live here comfortably, so I will naturally get better."

He couldn't help but tremble slightly, his eyes fell to their solitude, but he still replied respectfully, "My mother will be happy when she is happy. If she is in a good mood, she will naturally get better..."

"I'm afraid something is wrong when Zhao'er comes here today?" Cao ignored his polite words. Seeing that he was reluctant to say his intention, he interrupted him and asked.

Ning Nanyou was obviously stunned and sighed in a low voice, "Son is here, are you trying to ask, is your mother willing to go to Linhe with her son?"

Cao's hand shook with a teaspoon and sprinkled some fine powder. She frowned and said unhappily, "What's wrong? Are you going to Linhe?"

Jiang Chengjia was also stunned at this moment, and did not expect that he would raise a congratulations here.

Ning Nanyou closed his eyes and replied, "I have disturbed my father and the emperor, so Luoyang naturally can't tolerate my son."

Cao's eyebrows were worried, his beautiful eyes looked at him, and he opened his lips to say something, but he finally didn't say it, "When will you leave?"

He actually looked forward to what his mother could say, but he didn't expect that she would pass by and asked nothing.

So he lowered his eyes and said quietly, "I'm going to leave in seven days. Will my mother accompany you?"

Cao thought for a moment, and replied with a face, "Natural."

She didn't say anything more, she was extremely cold. After a moment, she showed fatigue on her face. She waved her hands at the two of them and said a little impatiently, "Go back, I'm tired."

She didn't even leave the couple Yu Muxunxuan for lunch. Jiang Chengjiaben was preparing to show off his skills and prepare a good meal for Mrs. Cao, but she didn't even have such a chance.

Ning Nan was worried about bitterness, but he did not dare to continue disturbing Cao's purity, so he bowed and retreated from the hall with Jiang Chengjia.

Walking on the winding corridor, Ning Nanyou's expression was not very happy. Jiang Chengjia followed silently, without saying a word. When Ji Que sent the couple out of Mu Xunxuan, he spoke to her, "I have never talked to you about going to Linhe. Do you mind?"

Jiang Chengjia was stunned, then shook her head and said, "Don't mind."

Ning Nanyou looked at her thoughtfully and walked down the mountain. Jiang Chengjia hurriedly followed him. Seeing that he was silent, she didn't know what to say, so she could only follow behind honestly.

She was behind him and couldn't help but sigh quietly. She thought that in this world, Cao was the only relative around him who would feel sorry for him. When she saw him today, she only noticed the alienation between the mother and son.

Cao was afraid that only hatred for her son. Because he was Ning Zheng's son, the bloodline of the person she hated the most in her life. Even if Ning Nanyou was the child she had worked hard to conceive nine months, she could not resist her hatred for Ning Zheng.

Along the way, Jiang Chengjia didn't say anything. Ning Nanyou turned his head several times and looked at her. She lowered her head with great concern, not knowing what she was thinking. This made him frown slightly. When the two of them got off the mountain and got on the carriage, he suddenly asked, "What are you thinking?"

Jiang Chengjia was startled and looked up at him, her mood was extremely complicated. She didn't know how to express her distress for him, so she shook her head and said softly, "I didn't think of anything."

Ning Nanyou smiled bitterly, and she was actually very clear about her mood at the moment.

"Do you think this marquis is not as cruel as the rumor, and at the same time you think this marquis is very sad?" His eyes were a little cold, and his face gradually became gloomy.

Jiang Chengjia frowned slightly and said nothing.

Ning Nanyou closed his eyes and became cold, his face darkened, "Jiang Mengluo, I don't need your sympathy. You just need to remember this. You marry into my Ning Mansion, and I don't know everything your brother Jiang Chengyi did for you. I know that he has checked me clearly for you.

I am willing to play with you because of guilt. At least, you ruined your life because of me. In order to repay that guilt, I am willing to treat you well. But this does not mean that you are qualified to enter my life."

He suddenly became cold and his words competed with each other, and his attitude was completely different from last night. His tone was so cold that it made her fall into an ice cellar.

Jiang Chengjia shivered, stared at Ning Nanyou for a long time, and then smiled mockingly, "It turns out that it's a show. Junhou's show is really good, it can be compared with actors."

Ning Nan trembled violently in his worries, and was embarrassed. He closed his eyes and smiled, "I am such a person. People who live in the play do not need to be awake."

Jiang Chengjia turned his head and ignored him again, feeling unspeakable pain in his heart. He knew that he was angry because she saw his most vulnerable side, but for some reason she couldn't control her anger. Ning Nanyou pushed her out again, and he did not allow her to really get close to him.

In fact, she could understand why his temper was so moody and sometimes light? For many years, he survived by himself in the Huai Palace alone. He still had to pay tribute to Ning Zheng every day, and he had to guard against the bright and dark swords of Ning Nanqing and Ning Nankun from time to time. He had not been in the light for more than 20 years of his life. His world was dark and he could not see the way. This made him separate himself from others, stabbing others and hurting himself like a hedgehog.

But she was still annoyed, annoyed that he didn't believe in himself, and he would rather give up on himself.

Although she couldn't find a reason to annoy him. Because in Ning Nanyou's opinion, she had only known him for a few months and had become a relative less than a few times. With the fact that she was married, there was no other fact that could make him believe her. What's more, she was Jiang Chengyi's sister.

After she got angry, she suddenly regretted that she hurt him with words. But she still felt angry. She had never said anything, but she was angry for no reason, asking her how to restrain her emotions?

She also wants to be shameless. If she keeps pressing on it, it will look strange, making her seem to have something to do with him, and even don't have dignity.

The caravan slowly drove into the green alley of the Rui Palace and stopped. She had a cold face and said nothing. Without waiting for Ning Nanyou to speak, she got out of the car and walked into the palace angrily.

In the past few days, Ning Nanyou has already started to prepare for the Qing Dynasty and prepare to move into the Huaiyin Marquis Mansion. Although he knew that Ning Zheng of the Rui Palace would definitely keep it for him, he actually didn't care where he lived. As long as he did not hinder his plan in the future, he wouldn't care about anything.

Ning Nanyou stared at Jiang Chengjia's back as he was furious and hurriedly left, his eyes became much darker, and his face returned to his usual indifference.

He really didn't want her to pity her mother and father for sympathizing with him. At the same time, he didn't want her to be suspicious of Ning Zheng because of herself.

Ning Nanyou got up, slowly walked down the caravan, and walked towards the palace. A group of servants in the palace looked at him. He looked around and finally fixed his eyes on a servant who was busy with work in the corner of the lobby. His eyes became colder and colder.

Recently, he had inexplicably mixed up with many strange faces in the Qing Mansion. Although he had never cared about the spies in this mansion, even if they were there, he could not hurt him. He was just an unpopular king and had no use. Even if he had Ye Kong Pavilion later, he would always be with Ning Zheng when discussing major events. Ning Nanqing and Ning Nankun could not find any mistakes. But it was not certain since Jiang Chengjia entered the mansion.

Although Ning Zheng wanted to take Jiang's use for his own purposes, he naturally also doubted Jiang's intentions. He certainly did not want him to get too close to Jiang Chengjia.

The closer Ning Nanyou is to Jiang Chengjia, the more dangerous the Jiang clan is. Jiang Chengyi is a tough guy who is difficult to chew. Even if such a person marrys his sister into his mansion, he will not easily betray the Emperor of Wei and use it for their own use.

If Jiang Chengjia had just gotten married, she was inseparable from him, and Ning Zheng would definitely be suspicious of her. He knew his father very well, and he knew his father's viciousness clearly. If Jiang Chengjia blocked his father's way... then she would definitely die.

Ning Nanyou thought very clearly. Even if Jiang Chengjia did marry into his mansion with a purpose, her life would only be in his hands in his life, and the people next to her would not touch her hair.

The busy servant in the corner noticed his gaze and looked at him with confusion on his face. However, Ning Nanyou turned his head and looked at him at this moment.

The sky gradually closed the light, gradually, thick ink was pulled up, and at the same time, it blocked the clouds of rays on the edge of the sky, becoming darker.

He walked towards Qi Pavilion with an expressionless face, glanced around Qi Pavilion casually, paused for a few seconds, and walked in.

Carefully looking at the wall with green tiles and red eaves, there were a few black shadows faintly. The thick night almost melted these black shadows into the ink. If you don’t look carefully, you will definitely not be able to see them.

Ning Nanyou walked steadily into the corridor, turned a few roads toward the study. When he opened the door, the room was dark and silver light shone in from the pane. A black figure was hidden in the corner, waiting for him to enter the room.

Ning Nanyou closed the door without any turbulence, and slowly took out the fire note and lit the candlestick lamp with the black shadow on his back. He didn't say a word. However, the black shadow seemed to be unable to bear it, and suddenly knelt in the direction of him and said excitedly, "Lord Wan'an, Lu Xun is late."

The black shadow wore a sword on his waist, revealing his true face in the gradually lit candlelight. He was wearing a night clothes, kneeling in the corner, and bowing to Ning Nanyou.
Chapter completed!