Mufu Red Makeup Day, the pressure of the demon to change.

Early in the morning, Mu Yinglan sat in front of the dresser, looking at herself in the bronze mirror ethereally, and let the maid take care of her hair.

She has been on the battlefield all the year round, her skin has been the color of wheat, with a honey-colored luster, and her handsome cheeks with a hint of feminine breath are slightly rouge, the bridge of her nose is straight, and her red lips are slightly pursed, which has a unique style.

Although Mu Yinglan shows a man's temperament and no femininity in her gestures on weekdays, she is also a woman in the end, and she can't help but feel a little nervous in the face of the upcoming chapel marriage, although it is still a question whether her husband can last through today.

Ning Lulu has been guarding Yang Qice's side, at this time she knelt on her feet, her upper body lying on the side of the bed, and fell into a deep sleep. The first two days of running and fleeing, her mind was already exhausted, although the Mu Mansion had already arranged a place for her, but Ning Lulu was unwilling to leave Yang Qice's side, regardless of the persuasion of the maid in the mansion, stubbornly guarded Yang Qice's side.

Yang Qice slowly came to his senses, looking at the dress he didn't know when he changed into and the decoration of the room, he couldn't help but be a little dazed.

Are you saved?

Seeing Ning Lulu sleeping on the side, Yang Qice got up and took a lot of effort to carry her to bed, Yang Qice's body at this time was weaker than before, and the injury was so serious that others had already stepped into the ghost gate, and Yang Qice not only got up by himself now, but also hugged Ning Lulu to bed, although the process was a little embarrassing.

In the face of Yang Qice's movements, Ning Lulu may have been too tired, opened her eyes in a daze, looked at Yang Qice, and fell asleep again, but unlike before, Ning Lulu, who was sleeping at this time, actually had a smile on her immature cheeks.

Yang Qice lightly covered Ning Lulu with the quilt, and when he was about to turn around and walk out the door, he saw Ning Lulu squirm lightly, and said in a dream: "Daddy... Big brother... Lulu thought she wouldn't be able to see you again... Hee-hee-hee..."

Dreaming? Yang Qice looked at Ning Lulu, although her voice was like a filament and not clear, but Yang Qice still roughly heard it, but was the big brother in Ning Lulu's mouth himself? Seeing Ning Lu showing up and smiling, Yang Qice's mood was actually relaxed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

Yang Qice's dark eyes were full of tenderness, and after caressing her cheeks very gently, he turned around and walked out the door.

As soon as he went out, Yang Qice saw that the scenery in the court was the same as that in the house, showing a festive color, and couldn't help but wonder, is this Changping City? Could it be that the magic has not affected Changping? Or are you not in Changping?

A maid guarding outside the house saw Yang Qice come out, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Yang Qice's body, and said softly: "Uncle, are you okay?" ”

Mu Youmin didn't know how serious Yang Qice's injury was, but he heard that this uncle's injury was extremely serious, and said that it was difficult to survive last night, but at this time, this uncle walked out slowly, if it was really serious enough to survive last night's person, how could he have the strength to get up and walk out? Mu Youning couldn't help but start complaining about Xiaojing in her heart, she knew all the nonsense, maybe Ning Jiayan's deeds also had an element of boasting.

And Mu Xiaoyu, who was guarding the door with her, was also surprised, she naturally knew Yang Qice's injury, but today he actually got up and walked out by himself? Surprised to surprised, Mu Xiaoyu hurried to the back house.

Yang Qice stopped and brushed away Mu Youmin's hands, and said in a slightly puzzled tone: "Uncle? Do you mean me? Yang Qice was even more depressed at this time, when did he become someone's uncle? Without waiting for the maid to answer, Yang Qice continued in a deep voice: "I have something important now, please inform your master." ”

"Yes, uncle, Sister Yu has already gone, aunt should go back to the house to rest for the time being, the weather is cold."

"I'm not your aunt......"

Mu Youmin heard that Ning Jiayan and Mu Yinglan were doll relatives ordered by the elders, and their sister still had tokens as evidence. It is said that he was seriously injured that day and came to Mu Mansion in a coma, so it is naturally impossible to know about this. After thinking like this, Mu Youmin took a step forward, supported Yang Qice again, and said, "Uncle, where are you talking about this?" This is Mu Mansion, you and Miss have had a baby kiss when they were young, and there are tokens as evidence, you won't know it. ”

"Tokens? What token? ”

Yang Qice was depressed at this time, when did his father marry him again. Mu Mansion, could it be the mansion of General Mu Jingting in Changping? The relationship between his father and him is not compatible, how can he still marry him? Wait, when did I bring a token?

"Uncle, your sister has already handed over the token to the young lady, is it possible that she will still be mistaken?"

After hearing this, Yang Qice came to his senses that he was the only one with whom Ning Lulu had been with him for a while, and his sister naturally said about her, and then said: "You are mistaken, she is not my sister, I only have a few days with her." ”

"Uncle, your sister has already said that you are her brother, will she still deceive people?"

Mu Youmin mistakenly thought that it was Yang Qice's own embarrassment that he was embarrassed to be the uncle of the Mu Mansion, or he was unwilling to enter the Mu Mansion, so he gently helped Yang Qice to walk towards the house, and replied.

Yang Qice knew that it was useless to say anything to the maid, so he had to stop and go back to the house and sit on the chair.

Soon, Grandmother Mu came to Yang Qice's bedroom, and after a few words, Grandmother Mu was satisfied with Yang Qice alone, but then, Yang Qice's words broke the originally peaceful atmosphere.

"Grandmother, I'm not Ning Jiayan, you recognized the wrong person, I have a marriage contract, this marriage is better."

When the words fell, Grandmother Mu's smile was covered by a layer of frost in an instant, and after a few moments, she said coldly: "What, do you feel that you have been wronged by the Mu family?" ”

"It's not like that, but I'm really not Ning Jiayan himself."

Faced with this expected scene, Yang Qice replied with a calm face.

Grandmother Mu snorted coldly and said coldly, "Then you tell me who you are?" With this excuse, don't you think that you are old and your brain is not bright, do you? ”

Yang Qice pondered for a moment, naturally knowing that Grandmother Mu would not believe it, but she still said it.

"My surname is Yang, my name is Qi Ce, and I am the son of Yang Jianying."

After that, sure enough, Grandmother Mu laughed coldly

"Hehehe, are you Yang Qice? Hmph, don't you think this excuse is even more ridiculous! You have to get married! ”

After Grandmother Mu finished speaking, she didn't wait for Yang Qice to explain more, and got up and walked away.

After Mu Youmin on the side heard Yang Qice say that he was Yang Qice, he couldn't help but want to laugh, and it was very difficult to hold back the laughter, so Yang Qice is now the king of Nanling, how could he run from the Central Plains to the northwest border land without incident? If Ning Jiayan doesn't want to get married, he doesn't have to make up this excuse, and he is the son of Yang Jianying.......

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After Mu Youmin went out, Yang Qice sat on the chair and asked in a voice, "You said that I was Ning Jiayan, right?" ”

Ning Lulu had already sobered up when Grandmother Mu was talking to Yang Qice, and at this time she had already gotten up and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Yang Qice with anxiety, and after hearing the words, she was even more uneasy and said, "Yes... I'm sorry. I... I'm because..."

Before Ning Lulu could finish speaking, Yang Qice interrupted: "My surname is Yang, my name is Qice, can you tell me your name?" ”

"I... My name is Ning Lulu. ”

After Ning Lulu finished saying her name, she wanted to continue the explanation she wanted to do just now, but Yang Qice didn't give her time to speak again, and said directly: "There is nothing that can prove my identity now. ”

"Hmm"

Ning Lulu lowered her head and replied in a voice like a thin thread.

Just as he was about to say something, Yang Qice suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and coughed violently. Seeing this, Ning Lulu immediately got up and rushed to Yang Qice's side, holding Yang Qice with her little hand, and asked worriedly, "You... Are you okay! ”

Seeing that Yang Qice was coughing, Ning Lulu immediately turned around and wanted to go out to find someone to help, but Yang Qice grabbed her little hand when she landed.

"I'm fine."

"But, but."

Ning Lulu looked at Yang Qice's pale face, worried, and still wanted to go out to find someone to help.

Seeing this, Yang Qice immediately drank: "I said, I'm fine." ”

After being drunk by Yang Qice, Ning Lulu stood in front of Yang Qice resignedly, not daring to speak or move.

"I'm sorry."

After the words fell, Yang Qice let go of Ning Lulu's hand, remembering her dream when she was asleep, and subconsciously avoided Ning Lulu and continued

"My body, I understand, be my sister in the future."