No matter how much he hated Ning Xiyue in his heart, Ning Jiahe had to suppress the hatred in his heart: "The second sister's current head of the house, naturally you are in charge." ”

During this time, although Ning Xiyue was also managing the affairs of the attached middle school, the eyeliner arranged by her mother in the house always provided a lot of good news for their mother and daughter.

But now Ning Xiyue actually sold all those people, which can be regarded as completely cutting off one of her arms.

This time, the situation of his mother and himself is even worse, but Ning Jiahe also knows that now is not the time to be willful, there are some things that you have to endure if you don't want to endure it.

As long as she succeeds in taking the position of the crown princess, then everything will be fine.

Ning Xiyue drank tea with an indifferent expression, and sighed: "Yes, before entering the palace, I always have to deal with all the things in the house, including Aunt Lu's previous management of the affairs in the house, and some of the problems left behind must be dealt with by me personally." ”

Hearing this, Ning Jiahe's heart sank, what did this Ning Xiyue do when she said this kind of thing at this time, wasn't it okay before? Why do you have to deal with the things that your mother is handling at this time?

"Sister, don't blame, it's really because I've heard a lot of bad news about Aunt Lu recently, especially after the Xu family, as the head of the Ning family, and the concubine of this Ning Mansion, no matter which kind of identity, I can't ignore it!" Ning Xiyue looked embarrassed, as if she really had a headache.

Heh, can Ning Jiahe continue to be calm this time?

Sure enough, after hearing Ning Xiyue's words, Ning Jiahe's face changed slightly, and the hand on his side was even clenched into a fist.

What does this damn Ning Xi want to do, is he going to shake out all the things that his mother has done, and then let his father execute his mother?

It must be like this, Ning Xiyue must think like this, Ning Jiahe's face is pale, damn Ning Xiyue, she knew that she would be embarrassed by her today, and she would definitely strangle this woman with her own hands before, just like she is so frightened now.

Once the mother is really finished, the Prime Minister's Mansion will not care about anything anymore, then she Ning Jiahe, but there is really no one and no opportunity to rely on.

Thinking of this, Ning Jiahe struggled to maintain his basic sanity, and asked in a cold voice: "Ning Xiyue, what do you want to do, do you have to force me to death to be satisfied?" ”

Ning Jiahe really can't figure out this series of things, since Xue Xuerou died and Ning Xiyue came back from the filial piety period, he has been very unlucky.

It seems that in the dark, it is Ning Xiyue who is playing ghosts, otherwise she will not be unlucky repeatedly, and her mother's will not fall to this point, all of this is inseparable from Ning Xiyue.

Looking at Ning Jiahe's eyes that could not hide his hatred, the corners of Ning Xiyue's lips were very meaningless: "Sister, don't you know the phrase 'there is a god with three feet above your head', there are some things that you think you do without knowing it, but after all, it is impossible to hide it, what you do, God will give you several times the consequences for you to bear." ”

"What do you mean by that?"

Ning Jiahe had a calm face, what did this Ning Xiyue mean, she spoke so strangely.

Could it be that Ning Xiyue knew something? That's why you said that? Ning Jiahe was a little inexplicably irritable, she didn't know what Ning Xiyue knew and why she said such a thing, but Ning Jiahe knew one thing, Ning Xiyue must have mastered some secret of her mother and her.

Tightening his palms, Ning Jiahe continued: "Up to now, there are some things that must be clear in your heart, second sister, we are not taboo between us, what is there, you can completely say it and make it clear." ”

She really couldn't stand Ning Xiyue in front of her, why didn't she make everything clear, why did she have to make herself afraid?

Looking at Ning Jiahe, who was anxious, the smile on the corner of Ning Xiyue's lips became even more meaningless: "What is my sister in a hurry, there are some things that have not yet arrived, and my sister does not dare to talk nonsense." ”

After a pause, Ning Xiyue continued: "In the past two days, I will take stock of the things in the house and the account books, if there is anything that offends my sister, my sister must not worry about my sister." ”

"I'm the eldest sister, so naturally I won't bother with you." This sentence, Ning Jiahe almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

Knowing that even if he continued to stay, he would not get any benefits, Ning Jiahe turned around and wanted to leave.

"Oh yes, something suddenly comes to mind."

Ning Xiyue looked sideways, smiling like a flower: "When my mother was alive, Aunt Lu took good care of our mother and daughter, sister, don't worry, no matter what happens in the future, I will take good care of Aunt Lu." ”

Ning Jiahe naturally didn't want to believe that the care that Ning Xiyue said was really taking care, but in the current situation, there was no other choice for her, and she couldn't bear it.

Tightening his palms, Ning Jiahe pulled the corners of his mouth, and said "Okay" in response, and then turned to leave.

Rong Xia and Jinxiu came in from outside and said softly, "Miss, the carriage is ready, shall we leave now?" ”

"Hmm." Nodding, Ning Xiyue got up from the chair and walked out with the two maids.

On the top floor of the best restaurant in Shengjing, bursts of hearty laughter came out of it, and if you listen carefully, it is not difficult to find the dark tide in these laughter.

Among them, in addition to the crown prince Feng Yici, Feng Huayin, and Feng County, there are two more new faces, this person is none other than the seventh prince Feng Ling! The other woman was pretty, but her slightly sad eyes made her out of place in the mood at this time.

"Eighth Emperor Brother, I have to honor you for whatever you say for your brother in this cup."

Feng Ling held the wine glass high, and his voice was hoarse: "Speaking of which, I have been able to be at the border for so many years, and I really owe you the Eighth Emperor Brother, this friendship, I will never forget anything." ”

He said polite words, but Feng Ling's eyes like poisonous snakes exuded a trace of hatred.

If it weren't for Feng Huayin back then, how could he be condemned by his father and have to live on the arid and hard border for so many years.

When he came back this time, he wouldn't let Feng Huayin go easily.

Feng Jun on the side frowned secretly, opened the folding fan and smiled elegantly: "Seventh Emperor Brother, you can't just respect the Eighth Prince, don't you want to miss me, the Imperial Brother?" ”

"Naturally, I miss the fourth brother." Feng Ling restrained his expression, he could only say that he looked down on Feng Jun, a prince who never liked the throne.

Being in the royal family is equivalent to no freedom, if you don't fight, others will kill you, only the last person to sit on the emperor's throne is the one who wins.

And people like Feng Jun, who only know how to appreciate flowers and chant poetry every day, are the most disgusting.

"Huh?"

As soon as he grabbed Feng Ling's hand, Feng Jun was moved: "Seventh Emperor Brother, you are really my good brother, I know that you miss me, come, we drank this cup." ”

Facing Feng Jun's 'moved' face, Feng Ling's face was completely cold: "Fourth brother, I'm toasting the eighth brother's wine, it's not good for you to do this!" ”