After the Mid-Autumn Festival, Emperor Mingde was going to hunt in the West Mountains, and Cheng Jian and Cheng Yu were going to go.

Cheng Jian sat in the palace all morning, and had no errands in the afternoon, so he returned to the palace early.

Ningzhu is studying for the girl Hong in the embroidery room.

Cheng Jian invited the best female husband to the little girl. She read and read in the morning and learned musical instruments in the afternoon. The little girl is ten years old this year. Cheng Jian invited the teacher's nanny to come over, and to give some bead-condensing etiquette and teach her the girl's red. However, she didn't study for a long time every day, so as not to get tired.

Cheng Jian first went back to his yard and changed into his usual clothes. He walked to the embroidery room like a walk in the garden. He hid behind the doors and windows and looked inside. Seeing Ningzhu sitting sideways facing him, lowering his head and embroidering a handkerchief with a serious expression. His fair little face was round and cute. Cheng Jian couldn't help laughing and made a gesture to the teacher's nanny who was looking over.

The teacher's nanny asked the cousin to continue practicing, and she found an excuse to step down.

Ningzhu has been popular for more than half a year. Today she feels that she is embroidering very well, so she is very focused and plans to take her most proud embroidery work to her sister in a few days to show off, so that her sister will not always say that she knows how to play.

It seemed as if my sister had really praised her. Ningzhu's lips curled up, and she didn't notice that there was one more person behind her.

Cheng Jian's eyes moved from the corner of the little girl's mouth to the veil. Seeing that there were a pair of colorful butterflies playing on the peony flowers on it. Then he looked at the corner of the little girl's raised mouth and his mind turned around. Things like mandarin ducks and butterflies are all embroidered by the girl's lovers. Could it be that the beads are moved by love?

Who do you like?

The one she usually goes to is Yunyang Hou Mansion. Before Chu Qing called over, the maid he sent to protect her to report that the only four-year-old man she really contacted was A Xun.

Could it be given to him?

Cheng Jian thought about it carefully and found that this might be very big. The two of them spent too little time together in their previous life, and she didn't know him enough. When they spent their whole life together, the little girl must have liked him.

He was happy, and Cheng Jian slowly leaned over and blew a sigh of relief at the little girl's thin white earlobe, "Who do you want to?"

The warm breath blew on his face, and the low and hoarse voice also had a unique feeling of confusion. Unfortunately, Ningzhu didn't feel it, so he was shocked by him. As soon as the needle was about to fall, the needle was stabbed into the fingertips, and the blood beads instantly poured out, dyeing a small piece of snow-white silk red.

Ningzhu inhales in pain, but looking at the blood stains that seemed to be crushed to death by a mosquito, Ningzhu became even more angry and pouted and complained to the man who had snatched her hand next to him, "Why are you scaring me again?"

"No, I won't scare you again!" Cheng Jian felt very distressed, took out a veil to wrap her with her white fingers, and looked at her with guilt, "Does it hurt?"

It hurts very much when I was stabbed, but now the pain has passed. Ningzhu glared at him and put the dirty handkerchief in front of him, "Look, there is still a piece of blood left, and it is still a blank space. I can't repair it. I've been in vain for the past two days!"

After two years, Cheng Jian treats her no worse than her sister. Ningzhu really treats him as her brother, so she is not polite to talk to him.

Cheng Jian looked at the veil and said indifferently: "It's okay, it's pretty. You can embroider it, I will still use it."

Ningzhu looked at him in confusion. After a while, she realized her eyes became a little weirder, "Who said she wanted to give it to you? This is what I embroidered for my sister."

As he said that, he touched the bloody place of the handkerchief, and felt heartbroken. As he touched, he had an idea and smiled and said, "By the way, I will cut the edge and make a small handkerchief for A Xun. Otherwise, it would be a pity to waste it."

"No, I want this veil." Cheng Jian was disappointed that the veil was not sent to him. After hearing that she gave up her sister, Yingting's eyebrows frowned, "A Ning, I will accompany my father to hunt in the West the next day. You can give me this veil, I will keep it for sweat."

Ningzhu was stunned and looked at him and asked, "Go to Xishan? When will I come back?"

She felt reluctant in her eyes. Cheng Jian looked at it and liked it. He touched the little girl's head and said, "I will come back after the Double Ninth Festival. I will send you to the Marquis' Mansion tomorrow. I will pick you up immediately when I come back. The maple leaves over there are beautiful. I'll look for them. If there is a red one, I will bring them back to give you."

This time he had something to arrange for when he went there, so he couldn't take her.

Ningzhu was really reluctant to leave, so he lowered his head and touched the handkerchief and said, "This one is dirty, I will re-embroider the strip for my cousin."

"No, I want this." Cheng Jian held the little girl's hand and pinched it.

Ningzhu was confused about the matter between men and women. She felt that it was not good to pinch his hands like this, and it was not suitable for brothers and sisters. However, when she met the man's gentle phoenix eyes, she thought that she was about to part, so she did not retreat. He always treated her as a sister, and it was better to her than Meng Xianxian's cousin. What was she taboo about?

The next day, Ningzhu went to the Chu family and gave the embroidered butterfly veil to Cheng Jian before parting.

In September, bad news came, assassin assassinated the emperor, the fourth prince, King Shou, died of his life, and Cheng Jian, Cheng Yu and the other two were also seriously injured.

Hanzhu Ningzhu was immediately panicked. Her sister hurried to Prince Jing's Mansion. Ningzhu hurried back to Cheng Jian's Mansion in tears.

"Big Brother..." Looking at the pale man on the bed, Ningzhu's tears fell in a string, and he shouted the old name that he would only shout when he was particularly anxious.

"It's okay, Ningzhu won't cry." Cheng Jian leaned against the head of the bed and raised his hand to help the little girl wipe the tears. The two arrows on his chest and thighs were hurt severely, but he felt very proud.

In his previous life, King Shou arranged this assassination, which almost killed Cheng Yu, and gained the trust of his father for his contributions to protecting the emperor. In this life, he used the trick, put a few eyeliners in, and directly killed King Shou so as not to cause trouble in the future. His and Cheng Yu were injured to show the emperor, and everything was following King Shou's original plan, but King Shou was unlucky and his subordinates were shot missed and he really took his life.

As for the injuries on his leg, Cheng Jian had his own uses.

King Shou had a secret ill-intention and murdered himself. Emperor Mingde was both in love and angry. At the end of the year, Cheng Jingrong was confused about his young and promising son and married a daughter of a young official who could not stand up. Emperor Mingde's suppressed anger suddenly burst out and summoned Cheng Jingrong into the palace and scolded him. At the same time, he decided to choose a concubine for his sons and nephews at the beginning of next year.

Hanzhu had already made it to Cheng Yu, and Cheng Jian got the letter and entered the palace, saying that he did not want to get married.

My son is over 20 years old and refuses to start a family. Emperor Mingde refuses to agree. The father and son are in a stalemate for a long time. Cheng Jian tells the truth, saying that he was hit by a poisonous arrow in Xishan that day, and that he cannot do it somewhere. After marrying a wife, he will expose this matter. At that time, he will become a laughing stock for all the people in the world. I hope that the father will give him a few more years. If he recovers, he will naturally marry him, otherwise...

The son he valued the most may become a deposed person. Emperor Mingde was heartbroken and had no choice but to agree not to choose a concubine for his son this time. He wanted to arrange for the imperial physician to treat his son, but Cheng Jian refused with a wry smile and asked to secretly visit the miracle doctor.

So the next year he chose a concubine, and Emperor Mingde only made a marriage for King Rui and Cheng Yu.

In the twelfth lunar month, Cheng Yudong and Fang Huazhu, Cheng Jing looked at the little girl who was only 11 years old beside him, and was scratching her heart and lungs, but she couldn't even speak.

In the next two years, Cheng Jian didn't know how he survived. After the New Year's Ningzhu was 14th, Cheng Jian immediately went to the palace to ask his father for his marriage. This time, Cheng Jian prepared an excuse that he had not married for a long time and began to have rumors in the capital. He did not want to be guessed and had to marry a princess to crack the message, but he had physical problems and could only marry a girl without a background. His closest cousin Ningzhu was the best choice.

Emperor Mingde hesitated for a moment, and thought of the cute little girl in his son's mansion, who was obedient and good at listening to his son's words, was indeed easy to control and would not make any bad things, so he nodded and asked his son when he planned to get married. Cheng Jian had to coax his wife and Cheng Yu and his wife, so he said there was no hurry and came to ask for the decree when he was ready.

He has survived so many years, and he is really not in a hurry. The King of Dongping, who is in Penghu, has been assassinated by him. There will be no war this year, and he and Cheng Yu don’t have to leave the capital for more than half a year.

After discussing, Cheng Jian returned to the palace with a full face.

At night, Ningzhu raised her eyes quietly. Seeing the man opposite her still smiling at her, she suddenly felt panicked.

When they were the only two of them together in the past two years, Cheng Jian looked at her more and more... He was hot, and Ningzhu vaguely guessed his feelings, but he never said it clearly, Ningzhu was not sure. A few days ago, she went to her sister's house as a guest, and the sister mentioned that she wanted to say she was kissing her. Ningzhu knew that her sister had the intention of testing and agreed in a daze.

But she had someone in her heart.

But she couldn't guess what he was thinking. Just like now, if he doesn't say he likes her, why did he look at her with that look without any concealment?

Because she has a low status, do you despise her?

Ningzhu knew that he was not that kind of person, but she felt wronged and lost her appetite, and didn't want to show it to him. Ningzhu lowered her eyes and stood up, "I'm full, I'll go back first, my cousin will use it slowly."

"Come back." Cheng Jian frowned and shouted. The little girl was pouting, obviously unhappy. He didn't ask clearly how he could let her go?

"Is there something wrong with my cousin?" Ningzhu turned her head and asked, not looking at him.

Cheng Jian wanted her to come over, but when he looked at her pitiful look, he sighed. He stood up and walked towards her, looking down at her, "Why are you unhappy?"

His face was too close, as if he was coaxing a child. What Ningzhu annoyed the most was his attitude, which seemed to like her, and seemed to just treat her as a child as a sister.

"It's okay." Ningzhu frowned and retreated, trying to stay away from him.

Cheng Jian had decided to make it clear to her tonight, and he didn't want to bear it anymore. Seeing her being so cautious about him, he chased him with a calm face. Ningzhu lowered her head and took a few steps back, and found that he was chasing her tightly and finally looked up. She suddenly became afraid when she met the man's gloomy face.

She turned pale, Cheng Jian suddenly lost his temper, held her shoulders, and asked softly: "What the hell is wrong? Did I mess with you?"

First, it was cold and gentle. Ningzhu suddenly burst into tears, pursed her lips, and forced a smile and said, "No, my sister wants to kiss me. I just feel reluctant to part with my cousin, but my sister is right. I am old and it's time to get married..."

"Who are you going to marry?" Cheng Jian's eyes suddenly changed, and Qi Zhi's figure appeared in his mind. Qi Zhi was still chosen by Chu Qing, but he didn't give Qi Zhi a chance to get close to her. Did he just glance at her from afar and also like Qi Zhi again?

He was nervous and he increased his strength uncontrollably.

Ningzhu felt pain and instinctively wanted to hide. When she moved, Cheng Jian's reason broke, and the chest caught fire. He suddenly pulled her into his arms, grabbed the back of her head and kissed her.

Ningzhu was incredible and froze there. When she came to her senses, she realized that he was really kissing her. The man had already rushed into her mouth eagerly, sweeping her like a ball of fire.

He was so tall and powerful, she was so small and slender, he was like a rainstorm, she was like tender grass, with no resistance, he pressed down domineeringly, and she fell down softly.

"etc……"

When his lips moved down, his hand was about to pull her belt. Ningzhu finally regained a trace of reason and held his hand weakly.

"Don't like it?" Cheng Jian gasped, and was close to her, letting her know how much he missed her.

Ningzhu knew about it, and was also scared. Xingyan looked at him begging, "Don't..."

"Ningzhu, marry me," Cheng Jian didn't think about asking her so carelessly, trying not to think about it. He kissed her in the face, "Ningzhu, marry me, do you know how long I have been waiting for you? Since I brought you back, I decided to marry you as my wife. I have been waiting for you for six years, and when you finally grow up, marry me?"

Finally, he kissed her lips and he looked at her seriously.

His phoenix eyes were gentle, his voice was gentle, and the deep affection inside made her sweet and surprised. Ningzhu seemed to have fallen into the clouds, and his whole body was soft. His heart was soft for him, and his voice was soft, "How could it be? I was only eight years old six years ago?"

"My family Ningzhu was cute, and I caught my soul away at the age of eight." Cheng Jian gently stroked her face, smiling with a phoenix eye.

Ningzhu turned her head and scolded him, "You will coax me..."

"Is this also called coaxing?" Cheng Jian pushed forward gently, his voice hoarse, "Ningzhu, I am twenty-six years old, one year old, but Brother Yuan will run away, my son has not yet seen, so you can give me one?"

Ningzhu was so embarrassed that he pushed his shoulders and begged him with his eyes closed, "Get up first..."

"You haven't agreed to marry me yet." Cheng Jian was as steady as a mountain and forced her to agree.

Ningzhu was anxious to get rid of this shameful intimacy, biting her lip and nodding.

Even though she had guessed that she would agree, Cheng Jian was still ecstatic and couldn't help but kissed him again.
Chapter completed!