readx;? Mo Xie didn't know if Ning Caichen was really in a deep obsession with power, after all, he had no intention of opening his mouth and convincing the other party. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info And, to be honest, it is still good for him for Ning Caichen to stand in this position now.

At the very least, that fucking mission of 'avenging Yang Wuji' could be done in an extremely easy way.

But ah......

"I really need that formation......"

I struggled all night last night, and although I had come up with almost cheating methods to farm monsters, by the time dawn Mo Xie had only gained less than 3,000 points.

At this rate, it will take nearly a month to complete the accumulation, and those ghosts are not stupid, the ghosts in the Huaxia region are completely at the world's leading level in terms of 'IQ', like last night's means once or twice, maybe it doesn't matter, but the more you go, the worse the effect will inevitably be.

Mo Ye must be given a more efficient means - the formation.

In order to match the formation, in order to earn enough points as soon as possible to pay off some of the debts on his body, Mo Ye can temporarily force himself to do something that he was originally very resistant.

Like what he's going to do now.

"Long time no see, Miss Fu. ”

His face was covered with a makeshift wooden mask, and with his open perception, Mo Ye bypassed all the eyeliner and landed in the backyard of the Ning Mansion.

Coming out from behind the rockery, it was very 'coincidentally' to meet the Fu sisters who were carrying baskets one after the other. Mo Ye used a tone that seemed to be an acquaintance meeting on the street, and he seemed to have no awareness of coming uninvited and trespassing into the official mansion at all.

"Mo ...... Mr. Mo Xie??"

should be stunned, so stunned that the basket in his hand fell to the ground, the candles and incense scattered all over the ground, and the expression on Fu Qingfeng's face was like seeing a ghost, and it was a powerful ghost, such as the one that Pudu Cihang turned into.

"Surprised?"

Mo Xie glanced at Fu Qingfeng, and as soon as his mind moved, all the incense and candles scattered on the ground returned to the basket, and at the same time, the basket also floated out of thin air and hovered in front of Fu Qingfeng.

"That **** and that demon monk ......"

Fu Qingfeng remembered the scene where Mo Xie and Pudu Cihang fought in the dilapidated Yizhuang that day, just like Pudu Cihang at that time, she also felt in her subconscious that Mo Ye was not immune.

"The shame of the past was washed away half a month ago. ”

Mo Xie crossed his arms and looked cold, compared to the state of 'evil whip' last time, he now seems to have become much more mature in some aspects.

"Half a month ago ......"

Fu Qingfeng remembered the lightning and thunder in the sky above the night king's capital, but before she could say anything, Fu Yuechi quickly grabbed between the two.

"Someone's coming!"

The shrewd woman caught a glimpse of a servant who was about to emerge from the western cloister.

"Please come with me, this is not the place to talk. ”

Mo Ye had always been wearing a mask, and he was still that kind of self-made rough appearance, which was not recognizable at all in terms of appearance, but fortunately, Fu Qingfeng recognized his voice and his seemingly arrogant temperament, so he didn't waste too much time on the matter of 'confirming his identity'.

Seeing that the servant's gaze was about to be cast here, Fu Qingfeng didn't care about avoiding suspicion or not, and reached out and grabbed Mo Ye's sleeve.

The sisters of the Fu family have not been in the Ning Mansion for a day or two, and they have long been familiar with the various layout paths in the mansion, and they pulled Mo Ye to avoid the servant's field of vision at the moment, and then entered a side room after going around for a while. Mo Xie used his sense of smell to determine that this wing room was the residence of the Fu family sisters in the Ning Mansion.

"What is Mr. Mo Xie doing here?"

Closing the doors and windows, Fu Qingfeng motioned for Fu Yuechi to stare at the window, and she herself asked straight to the point.

"I'll take you away. ”

This was a word that had been predetermined for a long time, and Mo Xie said it in as flat a tone as possible.

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It was almost noon after the morning dynasty was dispersed, and if it was put in the past, Ning Caichen could basically have lunch in his own house, but today the emperor somehow came to be interested, so he pulled Ning Caichen to play two games of chess, and by the way, he also left him for lunch.

The prince who had seen corpses everywhere in the palace gate and was at a loss was really quick to get out of the shadow of sadness.

After playing chess and eating, when Ning Caichen returned to his mansion, even the vegetable vendors on the street were scattered.

"I wonder if Miss Fu will eat more food when I'm away?"

was greeted by a group of attendants into the mansion gate, and at that moment, Ning Caichen thought of such a sentence.

Ever since he changed his identity from 'Zhuge Senior' to 'Ning Caichen', and then from 'Ning Caichen' to 'Lord Ning', not to mention Fu Yuechi, Fu Qingfeng's eyes became more and more distant when he looked at him, and in the end, he even took on a sense of disgust.

It is no exaggeration to say that if there was only one table open in the mansion when the meal was opened, Fu Qingfeng would rather be hungry than eat at the same table with Ning Caichen.

"Well, without me, she's going to have a big appetite......"

Ning Caichen knew that he had indeed deceived her, so in the face of Fu Qingfeng's resistance, he couldn't afford to refute it, and now that hundreds of officials were newly appointed, there were too many things that he needed to handle as the prime minister.

"It's the Mid-Autumn Festival in a while, so let's find a way to talk to her at that time. ”

I have to say that although Ning Caichen is already a little addicted to being an official, he is still a good person in essence, at least he has not even thought about the things that are 'difficult for strong people' and 'oppressive people with power' (implicit words to prevent harmony).

Thinking like this, he casually asked:

"Steward Qin, is everything okay in the mansion?"

Steward Qin seemed to have known that Ning Caichen would ask like this, and he replied with an endorsement: "In the morning, a total of three teams of suitors were driven away, and one of them was the son of the current official Shangshu. ”

Faced with a question where the answer should be 'good' or 'bad', Steward Qin seemed to answer the question, but he was born in the army and always had something to say, and it was against his habit to ask him to answer 'good' or 'bad'.

"Got it. ”

Hearing the name of the official book, Ning Caichen frowned slightly, and somehow faintly connected the other party's son to the door in his mind with the fact that he was left by the emperor to play chess in the morning.

"Let's just say why the emperor suddenly wants to play chess with me, so that's the case. ”

The frowning brows could not be relaxed, and Ning Caichen turned around before he stepped into the mansion door.

"Prepare a sedan chair, I'll go to the Ministry of Shangshu Mansion for a walk. ”

Ning Caichen said.