Ning Nanyou pinched the bridge of his nose, frowned slightly, thinking about what to do after returning to the house.

Ji Xianzhi comforted him: "My lord, don't worry, lord, Lu Xun has dispatched Linhe's top elite guards to the command office, and I think there will be no big problem."

He looked at Ji Xianzhi, and saw that he looked tired and was already blue, but he was still holding his spirits by his side. He immediately said, "Uncle Ji, if you are tired these days, go and rest."

Ji Xianzhi was indeed very tired. These days, he handled the affairs of the capital for Ning Nanyou day and night, waiting for news from the capital with his heart, and also cared about the affairs of the entire Hongfeng Village. When he was middle-aged, he couldn't hold on, so his tiredness was written on his face.

He did not refuse Ning Nanyou, but bowed to him a little, and then replied, "I thank you for your compassion, so I will take my leave first."

Ning Nan nodded slightly to show his permission.

The door of the study was opened from inside by Ji Xianzhi. From a distance, Jiang Chengjia climbed the steps from the deep pool of the small bridge in front of Yayun Pavilion. He walked gently to Yuezhao's door, and smiled at him, "Uncle Ji?"

Ji Xianzhi stumbled slightly and bowed to her and said, "How come the lady is here?"

Jiang Chengjia said: "At noon today, my husband had a bad appetite and didn't eat much. I was worried about his body, so I asked Qianshan to make some cool tea cakes and snacks to bring them to him to taste the taste."

Ning Nanyou heard a sweet and soft female voice coming from outside, and his depressed face immediately became energetic. He got up from the cushion mat and walked quickly to the door. He saw Jiang Chengjia slowly walking towards the bookstore with his waist.

He became serious unconsciously. Seeing that she took off her cloak, wearing only three thin straight-hem silk skirts, and a velvet zipper, he came over. He couldn't help but blame, "How can you wear it so rarely? Although the weather in Linhe is warmer now, there is still a cool breeze. Sun Qi said that you are weak and you don't catch a cold when you pass by the cold."

Ning Nanyou immediately took off the velvet robe on her body, opened it, and put it on her body, gently tied it for her, and said softly: "You can't do this now."

He held Jiang Chengjia's cold hands and put them in his wide sleeves, covering her. Seeing the tip of her nose flushed, his heart moved, gently hugged her into his arms and began to care.

Ji Xianzhi stood in front of the bookstore and saw the scene in front of him. The corners of his lips were gently raised. He was happy in his heart, so he quietly left Yayun Pavilion from the corridor on the right corridor.

"Erlang, let's go and sit in the house?" Jiang Chengjia looked at Ji Xianzhi leaving, leaned against his arms and said.

Ning Nanyou nodded, hugged her shoulders and went into the room.

The heating stove in the house was burning, and a thick layer of mattress was covered with a cattail mattress.

Both of them were afraid of the cold, so they hid in the mattress to protect each other and leaned against each other.

"I heard from Uncle Ji... my father is coming to congratulate me?" Jiang Chengjia asked casually while opening the food box and taking out the pastry.

Ning Nanyou whispered: "Well. Let's count the days, my father arrived in Linhe at the end of the first lunar month."

"Then... are we going to the command house?" Jiang Chengjia put down the tea cake, held the buttermilk crispy, blinked his eyes and looked at him.

Ning Nanyou smiled and said, "What's the matter? You don't want to return?"

Jiang Chengjia said reluctantly: "I lived in this Hongfeng Village for two or three months. I got used to the freedom here. I suddenly returned to the command house and felt a little restrained."

He gently tapped the tip of her nose and said dotingly: "Then... After the New Year, my father will leave Linhe, and how can I take you to Hongfeng Village again?"

Jiang Chengjia pondered for a few moments, grabbed his hand, and muttered, "Forget it, it's better to return to the Commander's Office. On the one hand, it's easier for you to read documents with the Prefect's Office; on the other hand, Lu Xun doesn't have to continue training in the temporary schoolyard and military camp near Hongfeng Village."

Ning Nanyou held her thin shoulders and said, "Where you want to live, I will live with you wherever you want. I will do it."

Jiang Chengjia laughed twice and said, "Erlang is the best."

She picked up a piece of buttermilk crispy on the plate and handed it to Ning Nanyou, "Three days ago, Ziyue got fresh milk from the market. I asked Qianshan to use this milk to make some cheese crispy. Can you taste it? These days, you have been restless and have a bad appetite. The buttermilk crispy crispy has fermented and it is even more sour and sweet, and can be appetizing."

As she said in a nagging manner, the crispy cheese was handed to Ning Nanyou's lips. The rich and sweet and sour milk aroma floated into his nose. He smiled slightly and bit the crispy cheese. As soon as he got into the mouth, he felt crispy first, and then tasted a bit sour. Although it had a strong milky smell, it did not have the initial fishy smell of milk. It turned into fragrant glutinous juice water in the mouth, stimulating his taste buds.

He hadn't eaten such a snack for a long time and said in surprise: "Is this cheese crisp really made by Qianshan? Her cooking skills are comparable to those of Aluo."

Jiang Chengjia's cunning eyes were shining with stars, and he smiled and said, "That's natural."

Ning Nanyou looked at her white teeth, showing off her precious and pearly teeth, grinned at herself, and suddenly became suspicious, and asked, "Is this cheese crisp... Could it be that Aluo cooked in person? Half a month ago, before New Year's Eve, Qianshan also made cinnamon cheese crisp once, but it was not as crispy, sweet and sour as it is now, and melts in her mouth. She is really making such a fast progress?"

Jiang Chengjia raised her eyebrows and said vaguely: "Qianshan... has always been very smart, and she can learn it once."

Seeing that she was talking about the topic, Ning Nanyou came to her and sniffed it, feeling that there was a strong smell of charcoal fire on her body.

He knew that the buttermilk cream was made by her own hands. So he sank aside and asked softly: "Have you gone to a smoky place like the kitchen?"

Jiang Chengjia froze. Seeing that he guessed it, he stammered and wanted to defend himself. But when he looked up and saw his deep eyes looking at him, he couldn't help but lower his head and said nothing.

She took a piece of buttermilk crispy, took a bite, and said, "Since you are close to eating, you have never liked to eat. I see that you have lost a lot of weight in just six days. I feel a little sad... So, without telling Qianshan, I went to Dongchu alone to make tea cakes and buttermilk crispy."

After she finished speaking, she held the buttermilk in her hand and was hunching her head, like a child who had done something wrong. While eating, she hugged timidly beside him.

Seeing her depressed and timid appearance, Ning Nanyou felt a sense of love in his heart, and slowly used his body to push her to the cabinet placed behind the desk. His hands were wrapped in a circle around her, and he leaned slightly on the shelf. When Jiang Chengjia was thinking about ways to relieve his anger, he lowered his head and took her bite into her mouth, revealing her other half of the crispy piece that was exposed.

Jiang Chengjia was stunned. Before he could react, his mouth was quite honest. He could not withstand the teasing of the young man in front of him. He quickly gave up the initiative, opened his mouth slightly, and let him kiss him deeply.

He and the buttermilk were sour and sweet, and he conquered the city between her lips. With the rich milky fragrance, Ning Nanyou was deeply trapped in this kiss and became even more reluctant to leave.

Jiang Chengjia responded, touching his cold thin lips, asking for unsatisfiedly, and soon his whole body became hot.

He pressed her completely into his arms. Seeing that Miaoke Ren's rare response was so active, his heart was even more surging, grinding her delicate red cheeks, and his hands slid down, rubbing them intentionally or unintentionally.

The two of them slowly slid down from the locker, hugged each other and lay on the puff pad. When they walked to the last step, they stopped in a daze.

The sound of panting sounded up and down the room.

Ning Nanyou was open with his robe, and a drop of sweat slid down his thin chest, which was particularly fascinating and seductive. Jiang Chengjia turned his back, blushed in his face, and his clothes were messy and he did not dare to move.

After a long time, the two gradually calmed down.

After being fascinated, the young man leaned against her ear, his voice obscure and hoarse, "Aluo, when you give birth to our child safely, I will cook this buttermilk crispy for me again. This snack is very appetizing."

Jiang Chengjia always felt a little shy about this. Seeing him saying such shameful teasing words, he immediately had a layer of bump on his body. He carefully turned around in his arms, adjusted his direction, then hugged his neck, and whispered: "Okay."

Ning Nanyou snorted happily, hugged her, lay on the pillow mat, closed her eyes, as if she had forgotten all the worries that had been in the past half month.

Within half a month, he always listened to the news from the capital with fear that he would lose all the game.

Fortunately, in the capital, the Yekong Pavilion's troops followed his plan and led both the Deng family and the Emperor of Wei to a path of suspicion between the emperor and the ministers.

Whether it is the rumors circulating everywhere about Wang He's blow up the Deng Mansion or the fact that Su Ren was found to have something to do with Song Zong, it is all his plan. The Deng family was in a mess, and the Huai Prince's Mansion also took action according to what he thought. These days, Ning Zheng did not have time to care about the Deng family's crisis in order to investigate why Song Zong Yu Guangxin's stronghold was exposed.

When Ning Nanqing, as he expected, informed Fan Li of the news that he had ordered the Jingshi Supervisor to rescue Jiang Chan, who had been seriously injured and helped Jiang Chengyi rescue Shi An, who was surrounded, he was ready to welcome Ning Zheng's car to Linhe, and also planned the big show that had been planned and prepared half a year ago.

This time, Ning Zheng came to Linhe. Ning Nanyou not only wanted to use Chen Xu to eliminate Ning Zheng's vigilance against him, but also wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to clear all the spies that Ning Nanqing had placed beside him, leaving no one left.

Jiang Chengjia also knew these plans, but although she knew them in her heart, she never asked him about them. Ning Nanyou's brother's plan had excluded her, so that she would not let her participate too much and protect her from being in trouble. She knew that the efforts of her brother and the prince could not be disappointed. She only needed to know clearly about some things. As for how these two people did in the end, she would no longer interfere.
Chapter completed!