"Qingyue has seen the old lady, and the old lady is blessed! I came here today and disturbed me."

"It is the honor of the Hou to be able to come. Please get up quickly."

"Lady Xie."

"Princess Qingyue, please sit down."

"Yes." Qingyue sat down, reached out and took a box from Luzhu's hand and handed it to the old lady, with her eyebrows and eyes soft, "A little gift is not respectable, I hope the old lady will not dislike it."

"Princess Qingyue has trouble, thank you." The old lady took it and thanked him politely.

Qingyue and the old lady greeted each other politely.

Zong sat aside, listening quietly, and looking silently.

Looking at Qingyue, who was beautiful, with a beautiful face and elegant temperament, Zong was secretly in his heart: In terms of appearance and identity, Qingyue was really picky.

But Ning Ye looked down on such a charming person and was completely unmoved. It has to be said that Ning Ye was completely different from his father in terms of female beauty.

However, fortunately, Ning Dazhuang was a happy person, so he was able to enter the Marquis' Mansion.

Thinking of this in his heart, Zong's face maintained his usual gentleness and dignity, listening with a light smile, not talking too much, nor interrupting without authorization.

"Big Master."

When Zong saw Qingyue, who had always been gentle and generous, his expression became a little tense. Although it was not very obvious, when he heard Ning Ye's arrival, his heart was still fluctuating.

Mrs. Ning looked at Yue clearly, raised her eyes, looked at her blue robe, and Ning Ye, who looked even more gentle and elegant, walked in slowly.

The old lady looked at it and complained in her heart: He is just like this to trap the daughter's family who is inexperienced in the deep boudoir. Because of her appearance, Ning Ye is a gentleman no matter how she looks at her, she is beautiful and has a gentle temper. But what about it?

That gentleness is just outside, but inside is quite cold and cruel. Therefore, the woman he loves is also blind.

Since I was a child, I knew Ning Ye because of my understanding. Therefore, the old lady really felt that Ning Ye was not a good person, and Princess Qingyue's eyes were not good.

It’s a pity that Qingyue couldn’t hear what she said in her heart. Even if she heard it, she wouldn’t believe it all.

Once a person is fascinated by the word love, it will become completely unreasonable.

"Grandmother, mother, Princess Qingyue."

"Sit down."

"yes."

Due to Ning Ye's arrival, the atmosphere in the house immediately became a little subtle. Qingyue, who had just talked and laughed with the old lady, suddenly became silent.

Zong wanted to try to say something, but found that nothing seemed to be appropriate, and they all seemed to be too much. In this way, he naturally stopped talking.

The room suddenly became quiet, so quiet that it made people feel uncomfortable. But Ning Ye seemed to be unaware of anything. He took the tea handed over by Madam Wang, took a sip, and looked at the people in the room casually. When he saw Su Yan standing behind the old lady, his face tightened and quickly looked away, and his face hurt!

I'm disabled and my face is blurred!

I didn't want to look at the woman who almost ruined him as soon as I took action, and I didn't want to look at her again, and it was a pity that I didn't see her.

Ning Ye's subtle emotions fell into Shi An's eyes.

Shi An thought to himself that there is no woman in this world who makes the young master like, but there is one who makes the young master dislike.

"Old lady, Mrs. Ning, it's getting late, so I won't bother you anymore, so I'll say goodbye first."

After hearing this, Mrs. Ning stood up, tried to keep it, and kindly delivered Qingyue to the door.

Seeing Yue left clearly, Ning Ye followed silently.

Mrs. Ning watched quietly, and both of them made it clear.

After all, if you are a husband and wife, even if you cannot support each other, you should be in love with each other and respect each other as guests, and you must not be reluctant to do so.

Seeing that he was about to walk to the gate of the Marquis' Mansion, the person behind him still said nothing. Qingyue pursed her mouth, stopped, and turned to look at Ning Ye, "Is Young Master Ning really nothing to say to me?"

Ning Ye stopped as he heard this, not far or near to Qingyue, his eyebrows were calm and his eyes were faint, "There are many beautiful scenery in the corpus. The princess can walk around and see this trip is worth it. I also hope that the princess will find a good husband as soon as possible and gets married."

Ning Ye said that Qingyue could no longer control her eyes and instantly turned red, "Ning Ye, do you have to be so cruel to me?"

"I am the one who is unable to marry a wife, so I dare not promise anything to the princess."

Ning Ye's words meant that he was a god-evil.

Qingyue's face turned pale and she looked straight at Ning Ye, her eyes changed several times, and she spoke, "What if I don't mind, what if I still want to?"

Hearing the words, Ning Ye's mouth moved, but his eyes were still cool, "But I don't want to, I hope the princess understands." As he said that, nodded slightly, "Please forgive me for being unwell and not sending me far away, the princess will walk slowly."

After saying that, Ning Ye turned around and left straight.

She refused completely, left without hesitation, and was completely unmoved by her affection, let alone any touching.

Qingyue stood there, looking at Ning Ye's elegant back, and for the first time, she truly felt his ruthlessness.

"Princess, let's go!" Lu Zhu couldn't help but speak.

There are many men in the world. With the appearance of a princess, as long as the princess is willing, she will definitely find someone more outstanding than Ning Ye. In this way, why bother here to put on her face and make her humiliate herself?

Ning Ye, who was walking towards his yard, looked at Su Yan and Feng Rong who were walking towards him, paused and walked forward without looking at him.

"Big Young Master!" Feng Rong and Su Yan stopped to greet each other.

"Um!"

Ning Ye responded with a look of expression and walked past them without a look.

When passing by Su Yan, Ning Ye vaguely heard something she seemed to say. But, I don’t know if his ears were too poor or Su Yan’s voice was too low, but Ning Ye didn’t listen to what he said.

I didn't hear it clearly, and Ning Ye didn't want to ask.

Until Ning Ye walked away, Su Yan shook the silver notes in his hand and turned to Feng Rong and said, "Uncle Feng, have you seen them? The Marquis asked me to give the silver notes to the eldest son, but the eldest son didn't want them, so I had no choice." After that, he stuffed them into his purse.

Seeing Su Yan's blatant money, Feng Rong didn't know what to say.

'Big Master, the marquis gave you the silver notes for medicine.' Just now, Su Yan's voice was so small that he could hardly hear him standing in front of her, let alone the eldest master.

So, the eldest son doesn’t want this, it’s clearly that she embezzled it and doesn’t want to give it to it.

Should I write a letter to tell the Marquis to know about this?

"Brother Feng, when you ask the painter to paint me later, can you let the painter draw me better?"

After hearing the words, Feng Rong looked at Su Yan and felt secretly: Is it necessary? Is it not unaware of what she looks like? Is this fraud a little redundant?

Is it unnecessary? Su Yan doesn't think it at all.

Because she felt that Ning Hou wanted her portrait, it was definitely not hanging it for missing her. She always felt that he wanted to hang her on the wall for tribute. Most of the time, he wanted to do something cruel.

So, try to make your own painting more beautiful, what if Ning Xiu can't bear to do it?

Although this possibility is very low, you still have to do your best.

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"Oh Yoyo...Oh Yoyo..."

Looking at the third prince Zong Zhi, who was lying on the bed with a bruised nose, a bruised face, and a wounded mouth, Ning Hou sat by the bed and listened to his humming, but couldn't even say a word. It was undeniable that Ning Hou felt much more relieved.

"Don't worry, your highness is seriously injured, but it's actually skin injuries, and there's no serious injury. I'm prescribed some medicine and my highness will take it and rest for a while."

“So very good.”

"Your Highness's mouth is a bit serious, and you may feel a little uncomfortable when you eat and take medicine. I hope your Highness will be patient."

After hearing this, Zong Zhi muttered a few words in a vague way.

"Your Highness, please forgive me for being rude. How dare you ask what you said just now?"

Seeing the old doctor pricking his ears and trying his best to hear what he said, Zong Zhi didn't say anything.

He just wanted to say that he was not just uncomfortable with eating and using medicine, but even harder to speak. Zong Zhi felt that this mouth was not hurt, but was almost ruined.

"Your Highness, don't worry, take good care of your injuries."

I'm gonna be!

When he heard Ning Hou's words, if it weren't for the injury on his body and his mouth hurt too much, Zong Zhi really wanted to jump up and spit out his saliva on his face.

Zong Zhi is not a fool. On the contrary, people like him who grew up in the palace, heard so many family matters, and met many things. When he fell into the thug's nest, he knew that most of the matter was deliberately caused by Ning Xiu.

The reason is that he has spoken a lot and suspects that he is not good, which annoyed him.

When he was beaten, Zongzhi was full of depression. His father sent Ning Xiu to follow him, sure it was to protect him, not to deal with him?

In Zongzhi's view, compared to those thugs, Ning Xiu was the traitor who posed the greatest threat to the sect.

Seeing Zong Zhi looking at him with an angry and aggrieved look, Ning Hou stood up, "Your Highness, let's have a good rest, I won't disturb you." After that, he left.

Ning Hou returned to his tent. As soon as he sat firmly, Mo Chen strode in, "Marty, the one from the capital came."

Looking at the scroll in Mo Chen's hand, Ning Hou reached out to pick it up and unfolded it...

The smile is graceful, the beautiful eyes are long, the skin is as soft as fat, the body is hot, the eyebrows and eyes are flowing, and it is a unique and romantic!

Looking at the portrait, Ning Hou:...

He stared at it for a while and snorted softly, "She has learned to pose for me." After saying that, he turned his face away, stopped looking at Mo Chen, "Go and invite Master Yichen."

"yes."

Mo Chen took the order and left quickly. When he was young, he walked in with a white-haired old man holding a wine pot in his hand.

"Has the Marquis brought someone?" Yichen spoke casually to Ning Hou.

To Yichen, who had long been asking about the world, Ning Hou no longer talked about any rules and identity, and said casually, "I didn't bring the person, the portrait was sent. I'll let the master show you."

Su Yan's appearance has not changed, but his personality has changed drastically.

Ning Hou always felt something was different, but he couldn't find out what was wrong. So, Master Yichen happened to be here and asked him to take a look, and there might be a different discovery.

Ning Hou put the portrait in front of Master Yichen.

Looking at the person in the portrait, Master Yichen glanced over, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked up at Ning Hou, "I hope the woman in the portrait is not the Marquis's sweetheart."

Upon hearing this, Ning Hou was puzzled, "Why did the master say this?"
Chapter completed!