133. Chapter 133
Ning Wushuang stared stupidly at the direction in which Murong Xi left, she was a little uncomfortable with this angry creature like a flying immortal outside the sky.
I couldn't help wiping the beads of sweat on my forehead, exhaled, and a strange thought actually rose in my heart, feeling that this strange cousin was very peculiar, strange and unbelievable, in fact, it was quite compatible with the notorious His Royal Highness the Ghost King, I am afraid that it is the world, and only such a very eccentric woman can adapt to his capricious temperament.
Thinking about it this way, this pair of cousins and cousins are really a good match, they are all PokΓ©mon.
When she was in a daze to pair Nangong Yue and Murong Xi, Nangong Yue's cold voice sounded: "Read the deed of sale, let me hear what's wrong?" β
Ning Wushuang was angry, glaring at him angrily, so angry that he was about to tear it up after taking the deed of sale.
Nangong Yue didn't stop it, and said in a cold tone: "If you tear off one, I'll ask someone to write another one, but for each one, I'll postpone it for a year, are you sure you want to tear it up?" β
Shameless, shameless!
actually threatened her like this, Ning Wushuang was sure again, the stinky and shameless one was just playing tricks on her, look at the face that threatened her now, how could she be a little tempted by her.
Ning Wushuang's body was stiff, with a cold face, and with a voice that could freeze the spring breeze, he read stiffly: "Deed of Sale: Female, Ning Wushuang, the third daughter of Ninghou Mansion in the capital, and her father Ning Dehai...... Jinning Wushuang sold himself to Xuanwang Nangong Yue for five years, during these five years, he recognized Nangong Yue as the main, and he had to obey his words, work hard, be a cow and a horse, and go to the soup and fire...... Marriage must go through the ...... of its master."
I was surprised that the magical beauty of the fire was familiar with her, and she actually knew her details clearly, and even her origin could be clearly explained.
Obviously, there were only a hundred or so words, but Ning Wushuang was thinking more and more slowly, and the more she thought about it, the higher the anger in her heart, and when she finished reading it in one breath, the anger in her eyes could almost burn the deed of sale in her hand.
It's too much of a deception!
Why is the stinky and shameless person not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue, and he even has to call the shots about her marriage?
But because his mother and Mama Lu were in his hands, Ning Wushuang had to hold back his breath and was stunned by the three words of the deed of sale.
If she really wants to sign this deed of sale, then no matter what her identity is, she has been Nangong Yue's slave maid for the past five years.
In her previous life, no matter how aggrieved she was, no matter how wolf she was, she had never been as wolf as she is today.
Her face became more and more gray, pale, and her petal-like red lips gradually lost their blood, snow-white and snow-white, even the palms she was holding tightly were also cold and cold at the moment.
Seeing Ning Wushuang like this, the unhappiness in Nangong Yue's heart was swept away, and somehow he was in a good mood, he reached out to hold her hand, gently put her little hand in the palm of his hand, and let his warmth warm her cold jade hand before he approached her ear, exhaling a warm breath, and his tone was strange and soft: "Little thing, do you know that you really annoyed me this time...... I'm so annoyed that I'm going to pull out your claws......"
Sure enough, when he spit out these words, he saw Ning Wushuang's eyes burning with flames, glaring at him sharply, his gaze was like a knife, and the knife went deep into his heart.
This kind of Ning Wushuang made Nangong Yue's mood more and more comfortable, he lowered his voice, and continued: "But I still can't bear it, although you are very ignorant, but in the end it has entered my eyes. But I won't be willing to let you go like this. I think that since I was a child, Nangong Yue has only been flattered by others, let alone today, but everything that makes me feel a little unhappy, the grass on the grave has grown to half a waist deep. But the little thing you provoked me so much, I still can't do it, so I came up with such a method, although the death penalty is avoided, the living crime cannot be escaped. β
Speaking of this, he picked a strand of Ning Wushuang's hair, curled it with Yingyu's fingers, and said casually: "This deed of sale, if you really want to talk about it, it's not a matter, don't be bitter, as if I forced you to do something." If you don't believe it, you stand on the street and ask, how many people in this capital want to sell themselves to Nangong Yue as a slave to me, and I am not happy, so I am willing because you are in my eyes. β
Ning Wushuang knew that Nangong Yue's words were true, there were really a lot of people in the capital who wanted to be Nangong Yue's slaves, not to mention others, even Ning Dehai was afraid that he would be willing, but everyone had their own ambitions, what she wanted was not the power and power, not the glory and wealth, the benefits that Nangong Yue could bring, she couldn't look down on it at all, so it was really uncomfortable to let her be a slave to Nangong Yue, so after listening to his words, her biggest idea was to tear his face apart and hang it on the city wall to compare the thickness.
Of course, this idea can only be stillborn, and Nangong Yue's tone is faintly excited, as if he will be very happy if she signs the deed of sale, which makes her look colder and her eyes more icy.
However, Ning Wushuang had an inexplicable confidence in her heart, and faintly believed that even if she signed this deed of sale, she didn't have to worry that Nangong Yue would treat her as a slave.
She looked at the deed of sale in her hand, weighed the gains and losses, and calculated in her heart, selling herself for five years, and the marriage match had to go through him, and the direction of her life was in the hands of others, which was an unacceptable thing for her.
She raised her eyes and said coldly: "Is it that if I sign this deed of sale, you will return my mother and Mama Lu to me?" β
Nangong Yue shook her head coldly: "Your mother and Mama Lu will let me take care of it!" β
Dare to sign this deed of sale, and his mother and Mama Lu will remain in his hands! What is the difference between signing and not signing?
If you don't sign it, you can't sign this deed of sale.
The more solemn he was, the more he couldn't sign it.
If his mother really signed this deed of sale in his hands, that is, she really sold herself for five years, then what kind of life does she have?
There is also a marriage match that has to go through him, if he no longer likes him in five years, and annoys him, and he is angry, he will give himself to some messy person, how can it be good?
She can't live this kind of life that is dominated by others.
So, except for no, it still doesn't work, it doesn't work.
Ning Wushuang, who had made up his mind in his heart, shook his head awe-inspiringly: "Lord Wang, just now I was impulsive that I should make a deed of sale, and now that I think about it, this deed of sale must not be signed." Although my status is humble, but in the end I am also the daughter of a good family, my father is also a marquis, if I rashly sign a deed of sale, become the prince's servant, and spread it, wouldn't it smear my father's face and disgrace the family? So please raise your noble hand and don't let me sell myself! β
"Oh?" Nangong Yue's voice was low, and there was a low tone in her unpleasant tone: "So, you changed your mind and didn't want to?" β
Nonsense! It's not an era of chaos and chaos, everything is a dog, she eats and drinks enough, and there are people to serve, and it's not that her head is caught in the crack of the door, a good master is not appropriate, what is a slave, how can she be willing?
Ning Wushuang nodded, and his tone was sonorous and powerful: "Selling your body, you can't afford your ancestors, you can't afford your descendants, no matter how incompetent Wushuang is, you can't respond to it." β
At this time, it was a serious refusal.
Nangong Yue looked at her with a heavy gaze, rubbed her palm with her fingers, and said calmly: "Listen to you, you won't sign this deed of sale if you are killed?" β
Ning Wushuang nodded: "I won't sign it if I die!" β
Nangong Yue was a little annoyed, she was the one who responded just now, and she was the one who refused now.
Such a clever little thing, this time, it's really not very clever, it should be rejected when it should be, and it should be rejected when it should be.
His eyes narrowed dangerously, staring at Ning Wushuang, whose eyes were black and bright, and his voice was indifferent: "If you don't sign, you won't sign, how can I be willing to let you die?" He hooked his lips viciously: "If you want to die, you will also die to others!" β
He let go of Ning Wushuang and took a step back, and after glancing at her coldly, he suddenly spoke: "Xiao Luzi!" β
Father-in-law Lu, who was watching the play, immediately retracted the expression on his face, put on a cold and hard expression like a zombie and walked out, bowed down and said, "The slave is here!" β
He didn't even look at Father-in-law Lu, a pair of cold eyes only stared at Ning Wushuang as cold as water, and said word by word: "Send Dai and Mama Lu back to Ning Mansion......"
"Yes, the minion will do it!" Father-in-law Lu's mouth should be happy, but the steps under his feet are not at all coordinated with the happy tone.
As soon as the two of them said and responded, as soon as they finished speaking, Ning Wushuang's face turned pale, because of the reward of the holy decree, the Dai family can only be a dead person, if she is sent back to the Ning Mansion now, whether it is Mrs. Ning or Ning Dehai, in order not to commit the crime of defrauding the king, they will only turn the living Dai family into a corpse.
When Ning Wushuang looked at Nangong Yue with a white face, Nangong Yue was also looking at her, seeing that she was really afraid of being like this, he was a little soft-hearted, and some couldn't hold on, for fear that she would see his looseness, he lowered his head, but he couldn't compare to the pity in his heart, and spoke again.
"If you really think five years is too much, then sign ...... Sign for a year, is it good for a year? The tone unconsciously brought a coax.
Father-in-law Lu, who had been crawling slowly like a snail, almost couldn't help laughing when he heard Nangong Yue's words: It turned out that the master had this idea. Miss Ning San is fourteen this year, and next year will be able to marry after the daughter of Xuanming Kingdom, as long as the third lady's heart is not taken away this year, when the time comes, a sedan chair with eight lifts will be able to marry the third miss into the door.
A year?
Ning Wushuang couldn't understand why Nangong Yue suddenly shortened her life limit, and couldn't help but look up at him, seeing that he had no expression on his face, just looking at her quietly, Ning Wushuang even felt that there was a chill in his eyes.
Feeling Ning Wushuang's hesitation, Nangong Yue's eyeliner lightly picked: "Little thing...... I'm reluctant to treat you, but I don't have such a good heart for others. β
Speaking of this, he chuckled, cold and cold: "Do you sign or not?" β
Ning Wushuang stared at a pair of beautiful autumn eyes, his fists were clenched tightly, and the green tendons on the back of his porcelain-white hands jumped up, as if he was about to jump out through the almost transparent skin: "I'll sign!" β