Ning Ying beckoned, and a ghost guard trotted forward, "Master Ning Ying"

"Go to the wine cellar and get a bottle of good green bamboo," Ning Ying commanded.

"Mother, you drink so much, is Daddy Shen also very good at drinking?" Ning Ying turned her head and asked Su Elegy.

When Su Elegy heard it, he immediately sneered: "Good legs, he pours a cup of that"

Ning Ying was a little interested, "Really?"

"Uh-huh", he glanced down at the lotus flowers in the pond, and couldn't help but think of his pond that had expanded by an unknown number of times, "Tsk, I thought that the pond in my backyard was small, and I thought about expanding my apprentice monk and his party, but he was good, and half of my yard was a fish pond, making my already small space even smaller."

"No, that fish pond was expanded by Daddy Shen," Ning Ying corrected.

Su Wangge raised his eyebrows, a little incredulous, "He has a long ability, he can even dig the fish pond, and the lotus flowers in the fish pond are also planted by him?"

Ning Ying looked at Su Elegy with a look of "praising me with a face", "That's what I planted with the king, this is still the lotus seed that the king treasured, is it beautiful?"

Su Elegy: "...... "It's good-looking", it was originally a pond that was expanded because of the fear of being crowded by fish, and you two planted this pool to the brim, what is the difference from the original.

Suddenly thinking of another thing, Su Wangge kicked Ning Ying, "What's the matter between you and Qing Xuan? It's been another ten years, and Qing Xiang still hasn't even held back a fart?"

Ning Ying frowned: "What do you mean by mother?"

Su Elegy leaned on the railing, touched his lips, and smiled incomprehensibly, "Tsk, Qingqian likes you, can't you see it?"

Ning Ying's beautiful pupils contracted violently, and she looked at Su Wangge fiercely, her face was incredulous, and the suppressed emotions in her eyes were released, "How can it be ......" Doesn't he only like women?

Su Elegy plucked out his ears and snorted, "Isn't it obvious? Have you ever seen anyone around him, isn't it just you? Wherever he goes, it's you, and this is what he told me personally."

Ning Ying was a little overwhelmed, "I'...... I ......"

Seeing that he was embarrassed, Su Wangge put away his indecent ruffianism, and looked at him seriously, "Still...... It's that you don't like him."

Ning Ying immediately denied: "There is no ......" I like him very much...... It's just that......

Su Elegy: ...... Dare to love is two stuffy gourds.

The love of "deceit, intrigue, and effort" is really incomprehensible.

Ning Ying stood up suddenly, "Mother...... I...... I want to calm down...... Mother, you will remember to go back by yourself", after saying that, he ran out of the pavilion with frivolous steps.

At this time, the ghost warrior came with wine, Su Elegy took the wine, took a sip, looked at the hurried figure, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly: Ghost King, I can only help you get here.

Ning Ying panted and ran to the palace where Qing Miao was doing business, took a breath, and only pushed the door open after steadying her breath, and saw that Qing Miao really looked like an old father and made a list of dowries there.

Glancing up at Ning Ying, he frowned and said, "Is there a dog chasing you?"

Ning Ying slowly walked to Qing Xuan's desk and said, "Your Majesty."

Qing Xuan raised his head again, "What are you doing?"

Ning Ying: "If I don't marry in ten years, the king won't marry"

Qing Xuan's expression changed colorfully, "You say it again"

"Uh...... No, no, I mean that the king is not married, and I am not married", Ning Ying hurriedly changed her words.

Qing Xuan's good-looking eyebrows raised slightly, put down the pen in his hand, and looked forward to it inexplicably, "Hmm...... And then what?"

Ning Ying's heartbeat was so fast that she was about to break through her clothes, and she took a few breaths, but she still didn't have the courage to say it, "Then I and the king are so miserable."

The expectation in Qing Xuan's eyes quickly collapsed, and he let go of his disappointment, and scolded with a smile: "You came here specifically to tease me? It's really getting bigger and smaller", and picked up the pen again to continue to write Su Elegy's dowry list.

Ning Ying touched her pounding heart, sighed helplessly, and sat aside.

Qing Xuan didn't hear the sound of the door closing, looked up, and saw him sitting there, so he said, "Didn't you let you go and tell the emperor about your mother's relatives?

Ning Ying looked up in despair, "Ah...... Oh", stood up and walked outside.

"Forget it, I'll go with you" Qing Miao put down the pen and said to Ning Ying.

Leaving where he was sitting, he walked to the thin pillar where his coat was hung and took off his shirt, and wore half of it, but the other half fell into Ning Ying's hands.

Qing Ying was half a head taller than Ning Ying, and Ning Ying looked up at him, "I'll help the king wear it."

Qing Miao nodded, and agreed. Ning Ying took advantage of his inattention, wrapped his shirt around the thin pillar, wrapped the thin pillar in the shirt, and then put the other half on him.

Helping Qing Miao straighten out her neckline, Ning Ying smiled and said, "Okay", suddenly stood on tiptoe, gently gnawed at the corner of Qing Xuan's mouth, and then quickly ran away, and it was scattered outside the door in an instant.

Qing Xuan was stunned for a moment, reacted and wanted to chase him, only to find that he was bound by his clothes and couldn't move, and when he looked back, the clothes that Ning Ying had just asked him to wear for himself wrapped the thin pillar behind him.

Ning Ying's voice came from outside the house: "Your Majesty, I went by myself, you don't have to go with me"

Qing Miao touched the corners of her lips and couldn't help laughing.

Xuanyuan Peak Han Feng is inside.

"What?" Shen Qinghan, who was still sitting calmly, suddenly stood up, "The Ghost King's Palace is going to be my mother's house?"

Ning Ying picked her fingers, "Hmm...... My mother agreed, and my mother is going to live there these days."

"What?" Shen Qinghan held his forehead again, "How can that be, I'm going to pick it up"

"No, Daddy, you just let your mother live there, it's only a few days anyway"

"No, no, not for a day, I'm going to pick her up now" Shen Qinghan walked out the door.

Ning Ying pulled him, "No, Daddy Shen, you listen to me"

Shen Qinghan blindfolded him, "I won't listen to you, go"

Ning Ying: "......"

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Shen Qinghan and Ning Ying came to the Ghost King Palace, but they didn't see Su Wangge and Qing Xuan.

Shen Qinghan said: "What about your mother?

Ning Ying scratched her head, "I'll ask", walked up to the ghost warrior guarding and asked, "What about the king?"

"Back to Master Ningying, the king went out with Lord Su Feng," the ghost replied respectfully.

Ning Ying walked up to Shen Qinghan's side, "Daddy Shen, my mother and the king have gone out."

Shen Qinghan's face was obvious, "I'm not happy", Ning Ying pulled Shen Qinghan over, "Daddy, I'll take you to the place where your mother was just now to sit down."

Shen Qinghan nodded expressionlessly, and Ning Ying led him to the pavilion where Su Wangge was sitting just now.

There was a bottle of wine and a pot of tea on the table, Ning Ying poured a cup of tea and handed it to Shen Qinghan, "Daddy Shen, drink tea"

"Hmm" Shen Qinghan took the tea in Ning Ying's hand, his mouth was a little dry, he didn't think about it, he immediately frowned after drinking it, "This tea is a bit top"

Ning Ying was puzzled, "Huh?", leaned over to the teapot and opened the tea lid and took a deep breath: Whew, refresh your mind - this is wine.

He opened the bottle next to him, poured a glass, and drank it...... That's tea.

Are you bored with your mother?

Observing Shen Qinghan, he saw that his face was normal, his breathing was steady, and he didn't see a cup of pouring for half a minute, and said in his heart: Mother is deceiving, Daddy Shen is obviously very good, not drunk.

Ning Ying asked, "Daddy Shen, are you drunk?"

Shen Qinghan shook his head expressionlessly, and Ning Ying stretched out two fingers and asked, "How much is this?"

Shen Qinghan smiled disdainfully, "Idiot, this is you"

Ning Ying: "No, this is two"

Shen Qinghan: "The second is you"

Ning Ying: "......" I seem to understand something.

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