Wang Ning appeared here at this time, it was not a coincidence, he was waiting for her on purpose.

Mu Qingqing naturally knew that there had been an exchange between them last night, and after the candlelight went out, everyone else thought that they had finally become husband and wife.

This was intentional by Mu Qingqing, she used medicine in the tea, a tranquilizer.

Or she thought that by doing so, she would be able to exchange it for a poem today, a good poem of generosity.

Wang Ning quietly looked at the woman in front of him, her eyes were clear, and she sighed for a while: "This is not a good time. ”

"Jianghu people, happy revenge." She said with a straight face, put away the banter in her eyes, smiled, looked back at the open door, and said in a low voice: "The original owner of this mansion, I heard that it is a clan, I killed him when I entered the city, and before he died, he knelt down and begged me to ......"

It's supposed to be a story, but it's not a good story to listen to, or it's a good time before something starts.

Wang Ning didn't interrupt her and pulled the blanket on her lap.

Qin Haoran followed from behind, not quite understanding why there was any need to mention these things at such a time, maybe the temperament of the martial artist in his bones made him very disgusted with this kind of twists and turns.

He came over and said, "Call me then." As he spoke, he walked around the two of them, went to the backyard, walked out for a distance, turned back again, and asked, "That woman?" ”

Wang Ning understood who that woman was, and Mu Qingqing also understood, she frowned, "You can do it." ”

Qin Haoran's eyes turned and cast again, falling on Wang Ning: "Brother Ning? ”

Wang Ning thought for a while: "Let her go, so that you won't be unable to get along with her." ”

"That news you want to tell her?" Qin Haoran hesitated for a moment and asked.

Wang Ning continued: "Bufan is looking for an opportunity to ask them to meet." ”

Qin Haoran understood the meaning of these words, but it must have been too different from what was expected, and he looked a little unhappy.

Wang Ning continued: "It's rare to have such an infatuated person, since I'm still alive, this matter will be over." ”

Mu Qingqing snorted lightly and disagreed: "If she knows the hidden side of that person, I'm afraid it will be even more uncomfortable than death, you keep her life, no matter how you look at it, it will make people feel that it is a punishment." ”

Wang Ning laughed: "It's better to die than to live, at this time, it's good to be alive, and there is no reason to care about those things anymore." ”

Mu Qingqing didn't answer anymore, and reminded him before leaving: "You have to remember the poem that promised me." ”

Wang Ning was noncommittal, and knew that the woman was serious this time, so she didn't say much at the moment, it was considered to be inherited.

Qin Haoran glanced at him, shook his head and walked away, probably scolding something, Wang Ning knew that it was definitely not a good word, so he ignored it directly.

The huge general's mansion, at this time, suddenly became bleak.

Memories can always extend infinitely, and Wang Ning wasted some thoughts before he came back to his senses, and it was already dark.

Going around and around, it has been nearly a year, and his eyes are looking in the direction of Jiangning in the distance, where there are people waiting for him to go back.

The sound of the wooden wheel crushing over the bluestone slab was very crisp on this cold night, like the creaking of boots in the snow.

Wang Ning, who returned to his residence, poured a cup of herbal tea, removed the blanket on his lap, and carried the tea to the small courtyard.

Wang Ning thought thoughtfully, probably thinking of someone in the north.

Yun Ji has been rebuilt, and the news from all parties has been able to reach him.

South of the Yangtze River, the Maitreya religion controlled more than two-thirds of the territory, which can be regarded as a large force, and once even had enough possibility to destroy the new dynasty, but unfortunately finally stopped because of the invasion of foreign invaders.

Now that the north is "stable", the affairs of the south of the Yangtze River have been put on the agenda again, and there must be a big victory before the New Year, so everything is in full swing. The reason why it has not been done before, but because of the uncertain situation in the northwest, several people in the court are worried that there will be another tragedy of Rong invasion.

At present, it seems that after Xiliang lost the support of the Rong people, he did not have the strength to confront the new dynasty, and the front-line commander Li Gouer launched a large-scale battle on the premise that he knew that the Rong people had withdrawn their troops.

He had already lost his chance, and the emperor of Xiliang had ordered him to retreat.

No one knows for sure how much blood and fire this land has been baptized in, not even those who have experienced it themselves.

The northwest has calmed down for the time being, and the imperial court is enough to free up its hands to go south and clean up the nail nailed to the south of the Yangtze River.

The situation in Hangzhou has also become more and more profound.

Before the official army went south, the intelligence work in the early stage had already begun, and the secret alliance and division had already been rolled out.

Wang Ning's cloud records do play some roles in this, and these stories hidden in the darkness have already been quietly staged.

Mu Qingqing understood that Wang Ning didn't mean to hide it from her, and there was a proper tacit understanding between the two, so that they tacitly understood many things.

The General's Mansion is harmonious, at least on the surface, but the Qin Wangfu on the other side of the city is a different situation. Bao Bupo thought about Mu Qingqing's words in the court earlier, and his face was a little ugly.

Mu Qingqing's senior brother was indeed dead, of course he was very happy, he originally wanted to give Jiang Shanlou an explanation with this, but he didn't expect that Mu Qingqing's reaction would be so big, and he could give up the decades of life-and-death friendship between the Mu family and the Fang family.

This was unexpected, and he couldn't be happy when he thought of Mu Qingqing's possible reaction.

The people waiting to see him outside the door were already a little impatient, but because of the tower-like black man at the door, no one dared to show it.

Bao Bupo finally planned to see these people, someone came out of the house, said a few names in a row, and a few people came out of the team in the courtyard and entered the house.

On the long street, Mu Qingqing changed into a less eye-catching costume and dressed up as a daughter, and Qin Haoran behind him was full of beautifully packaged gifts, compared with Mu Qingqing's little face that was a little flushed with excitement, Qin Haoran's face was very bitter.

Mu Qingqing didn't realize it, and after visiting a few more stores, because Qin Haoran really couldn't mention it, he asked the shopkeeper to send the gifts to the house, and the two also went home.

Mu Qingqing took some of it from Qin Haoran's hand and smiled: "Xiao Ran, let's call it salute first and then soldier." ”

Qin Haoran thought for a moment, "If Senior Brother knew that you were so wasteful, he would definitely be unhappy." ”

Mu Qingqing paused: "I will soon send some people down to accompany him, he has no reason to be unhappy...... He's always loved me......"

The woman's eyes became a little misty as she spoke, as if she was about to cry in the next moment.

Qin Haoran knew that it was something called tears.

The world is impermanent, and everything is ridiculous!

Sincere thanks to the book friends Xin Bill of Exchange for their support!

(End of chapter)