Chapter Ninety-Eight: Qinghe Becomes a Threat
Gazing deeply at the woman's amber beautiful eyes, Feng Huayin's thin lips lightly opened: "Yue'er, as you wish, we will cooperate." β
"Okay."
Ning Xiyue nodded, secretly relieved and a little uncomfortable at the same time, because the movements of the two of them were too ambiguous.
Her hands were placed on the man's broad chest, the man's powerful arms tightly wrapped around her slender waist, and behind her was the table, which was unavoidable.
Their bodies were close together, and he could hear the man's powerful heartbeat, as well as the scent of grass on his body, and the man's slightly burning breath sprayed on his cheeks, bringing a wave of ambiguous feelings.
Ning Xiyue's beautiful face instantly turned red, and she said very embarrassedly: "Can you get up first?" β
Now Ning Xiyue is annoyed and uncomfortable, and her dodging beautiful eyes are even more expectant, full of coquettishness.
His eyes darkened, and Feng Huayin not only did not retreat, but moved closer a little: "Yue'er, are you shy?" β
Shy?
Ning Xiyue was stunned, what did this man say, how could she be shy! How can it be!
Annoyed in her heart, Ning Xiyue coughed softly: "It's getting late, the little girl is going to rest, you better go back quickly!" β
Seeing Ning Xiyue's rare and shy side, Feng Huayin's thin lips were almost invisibly lightly hooked, and the smile grew.
Not daring to continue teasing, Feng Huayin leaned over and gently dropped a kiss on the woman's forehead, and then turned to leave.
The breeze was blowing, and there was still the temperature left by the man on her forehead, Ning Xiyue bit her lip secretly, and her mood became more complicated.
Feng Huayin did not immediately return to the Eight Princes' Mansion, but came to a remote place.
Feng Ming came out of the shadows, his face changed slightly: "Lord Wang." β
When he saw the prince coming just now, he hid far away, and now the prince came out with a very bad face, I don't know if he quarreled with Miss Ning.
Speaking of which, Feng Ming was also puzzled, and he didn't understand why Feng Huayin and Ning Xiyue were so close, after all, Ning Xiyue was the future crown princess!
"Feng Ming, pay more attention, Yue'er has been in contact with someone."
Feng Huayin frowned, how could a young lady who stayed at home be so clear about the affairs of the court?
It took him a long time to find out how many people Feng Huayin had in the court, but Ning Xiyue knew it clearly.
Unless someone deliberately told Ning Xiyue this, but who was that person?
Although Feng Ming didn't know why Feng Hua wanted to pay attention to this matter, he knew that his master had always done things for a reason, so he nodded at the moment.
Sleepless nights
On the day, many people on the street were secretly talking about Ning Jiahe's evil intentions, but they were just like the wind, and they were depressed a little bit unconsciously.
Ning Xiyue knew that it was Lu Wen's two brothers who pressed it down, and although she was a little uncomfortable, she didn't say anything.
Every day in the courtyard to raise flowers and read books, nothing to practice embroidery, but it is rare to enjoy a leisure time.
In the Olive Yard.
Ning Jiahe sat quietly on the chair, looking at the book in his hand, but his thoughts didn't know where he had gone.
She kept thinking about what happened that day, wondering how Ning Xiyue did it. Also, why did Feng Huayin help Ning Xiyue so much, did he like Ning Xiyue?
The hand holding the book was gradually tightening, and Ning Jiahe's eyes were cold and distorted, Ning Xiyue, you are already the prince's fiancΓ©e, why do you want to rob me of Hua Yin? Why?
Ning Jiahe was very unwilling and hated.
When Lu Wen came back from outside, he saw Ning Jiahe sitting on a chair alone, stunned and didn't know what he was thinking.
After taking a sip of tea, Lu Wen sighed and said, "He'er, don't worry, your two uncles have already settled your affairs, and there will definitely be no more nonsense." β
"What's the use of being gagged."
Ning Jiahe sneered again and again: "Can you control other people's thoughts?" β
"He'er."
Lu Wen frowned, slightly displeased.
It has happened, and they can only try to reduce the impact of the matter, and they can't change anything at all.
The most important thing so far was to find a way to make the master eliminate his opinions on their mother and daughter, Lu Wen obviously felt Ning Fu's displeasure and indifference to her.
Sighing helplessly, Lu Wen said softly: "He'er, don't stay in the room all the time, your father will accompany him more in the morning, send him some refreshments and the like." β
In the past two days, Lu Wen also had a headache, and he didn't even know what to do.
Her original plan was that if she couldn't ruin Ning Xiyue's reputation, then let her mother come forward and persuade Ning Fu to promote her to the main room.
But now, Ning Xiyue has nothing to do, but her daughter is being talked about, Ning Fu is very dissatisfied with them, how can she let her grandmother say it?
"Mother." Ning Jiahe frowned, full of helplessness: "Even if I go to please my father, it won't change anything." If my father was really interested in us, I would have made you the main lady of the General's Mansion a long time ago. β
The woman that my father loves is Xue Xuerou, and Ning Xiyue was born to Xue Xuerou, so naturally, my father liked it.
Otherwise, why did the father push back the mother's becoming the main house? If they had that heart, they would have let their mother be the main room a long time ago, so why did their mother and daughter have to do all kinds of tricks?
Lu Wen frowned: "He'er, you have to know that if your mother wants to become the lady of the main room, then she must get Ning Xiyue's consent, otherwise, Ning Fu will not take the initiative to propose it." β
For that Xue Xuerou, Ning Fu is simply in love with him to the extreme, even if Xue Xuerou has died into ashes, Ning Fu refuses to let himself be the main room.
At the thought of this, Lu Wen's whole heart felt as if it was about to explode.
Why, why did you pay so much, but in the end you are not as good as a dead man?
How could Ning Jiahe not know the unwillingness in Lu Wen's heart, how could she be willing?
He is so good, he is no worse than Ning Xiyue, but because of his relationship with his sister-in-law, he was pressed to death by Ning Xiyue.
Lowering his eyes and suppressing the hatred in his eyes, Ning Jiahe said: "Mother, let's not mention these troubles for the time being, we should think about what to do about Qinghe." β
Qinghe is a member of their Olive Academy, but now he has become Ning Xiyue's sworn sister.
Hmph, don't think she doesn't know, Ning Xiyue's real purpose is to use Qinghe to grab their mother and daughter, so she will use the method of swearing with Qinghe as sisters to draw Qinghe over there.
Lu Wen was still indignant about himself, but now when he heard Ning Jiahe's words, he immediately remembered that there was also the threat of Qinghe.
If Ning Xiyue really pulled Qinghe into her hands, Qinghe might say that their mother and daughter hired murderers, and when the time came, Ning Fu would definitely be furious.
Lu Wen frowned, and his tone was extremely ruthless: "I asked Bishui to kill Qinghe, and see how she can become a threat to us!" β
Only the dead can keep their secrets forever, and only in this way is the best result.
"Mother, do you think it's possible?"