March of the third year of Jingtai is the season of spring flowers.

In this year, the canal from the capital to Lin'an was built, and many things unique to the south of the Yangtze River poured into the capital like a tide, forming a Jiangnan wind among the noble ladies in the capital.

Jing Ning was holding a delicate small mirror in his hand, which could show the appearance, which was several times clearer than the bronze mirror.

There is a little childish face in the mirror, the skin is fair and smooth and shiny, the eyebrows are slender and slender, and the apricot eyes are like a watery spring, a smile, the two are faintly appearing, a little innocent and cute, and there is a softness and agility between the delicate eyebrows.

This is his own face, but it is much younger, so delicate that it has not experienced any wind and frost.

She likes things in the south of the Yangtze River, so this room is full of delicate small utensils, the red small incense burner is still brand new, this year, it is the third year of Jingtai.

It was exactly ten years ago.

Jing Ning's whole person was in a trance.

It took her a long time to come to terms with this fact.

She did come back.

Back to ten years ago.

This year, she was fourteen years old, and she and her father had not yet broken up.

This year, she has just met Zhao Ying, and she has not yet delivered herself to him.

This year is also the fourth year that Zheng Xiuning and her mother have entered the Prime Minister's Mansion. Although the Yang family has taken control of the backyard, it has not reached the point of no return.

Jing Ning couldn't help but smile, and the face reflected in the mirror suddenly turned like a spring flower.

That's nice.

Everything can be done all over again.

There is kindness to repay kindness, and there is revenge to revenge.

She should be filial to her father, so that he will not be ashamed of her.

She wants Zheng Xiuning to feel the suffering she suffered in her previous life.

Jing Ning's tender white hand twisted the letterhead.

Father......

The first thing she did when she returned from rebirth was to repair her relationship with her father.

Jing Ning got up, threw away the letterhead, got up and walked outside.

As soon as she stepped out of one foot, the corner of her goose-yellow clothes flashed, and a figure rushed in front of her.

"Miss, you can't go out!"

It was Bihua, a personal maid who had been dead for ten years, who stopped her, and her delicate face was full of eagerness.

Jing Ning looked at her in a trance.

She went back to what happened ten years ago, and it was completely corroborated.

Jing Ning took a step out, Bi Hua was anxious, and stretched out her hand to stop her.

"Miss, don't make the master angry, the master really cares about you."

Another person walked over, she was taller than Bihua, with rough hands and feet, and her face was ordinary, but her face was painted with a thick fat powder, which was a little nondescript. She pushed Bihua to the ground.

"Bihua, you are so bold, you are a slave, why do you care about Miss's business?"

Bihua was a little anxious: "Miss can't go out." The old man said that if the young lady goes out of this courtyard, she will have to cut off the relationship with the young lady. ”

"Bihua, did you accept the benefits of the Xiao family? Do you want to lock up the young lady here and marry the bandit of the Xiao family? ”

She has a marriage contract with Xiao Rin, the third son of the Xiao family. In her previous life, she was very reluctant to this marriage, and all she thought about was Zhao Ying, and even her father resented it, not to mention Bihua who stopped her from seeing Zhao Ying. She watched Qingyue beat Bihua.

At this time, Jing Ning realized how stupid he was, and he didn't even know who was good to him and who was harming him.

The letterhead she just threw away was sent by Zhao Ying.

In the last life, Jing Ning received the letter, so he secretly went out to meet Zhao Ying, the two of them spent the night together, and for some reason it spread throughout the capital, causing the Xiao family to retreat, Jing Ning's reputation was broken in the aristocratic circle, and her father beat her hard in anger, and the relationship between father and daughter became more and more stiff, and it was completely broken in the back......

"Miss, Bihua must have been bought by the people of the Xiao family, last time the slave saw her talking secretly with the maid of the Xiao family, Bihua wants to sell you."

"I don't have ......," Bihua said anxiously.

Qingyue immediately said: "You turn your elbow outward, I will teach you a hard lesson for Miss today......"

Qingyue said, and hit Bihua!

Syllable!

Jing Ning slapped Qingyue in the face.

"Stop."

Qingyue was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help covering her face, shouldn't Miss be on her side? How to hit yourself?

"Bihua, I'm not going to the appointment, I'm going to see my father." Jing Ning said and walked outside.

Bihua was also stunned for a moment, she thought she would be beaten, but she didn't expect the young lady to protect her. It's been a long time since Miss has spoken to herself so well.

Jing Ning originally wanted to go directly to his father's residence, but his footsteps paused and turned in a different direction.

Qingyue stared at the direction Jing Ning was walking, it was obviously not where the old man lived, but the direction of leaving the house......

……

"Jing Ning, this child, is still a little younger, and I don't know how good the master is to her. Even if you are trapped in the private affairs of your children, you can't quarrel with you, for so many years, the master has been so good to her, he is her father, she should know that you will not harm her.

The master is also thoughtful, first, the Xiao family is a family of military generals, and the ancestors are prominent, but in this generation, the children are mediocre and their power has declined, it is like this, the Xiao family and the Zheng family are right, Jing Ning marries the past, and the Xiao family will definitely be good to Jing Ning.

Second, the Third Highness and the Fifth Highness are the most likely candidates for the crown prince. Chen Guifei, the mother of the Third Highness, has always wanted to choose a royal concubine with a prominent family background for the Third Highness, even if Jing Ning marries the Third Highness, she can't be the princess, and if she doesn't like it, Jing Ning's life will definitely not be easy. Although the Zheng family of Xingyang is a big family, the lord has not yet entered the cabinet, and it is not enough to support Jing Ning in front of the concubine. Yang said softly while grinding the ink.

Jing Ning's father, surnamed Zheng, named Anyan, the word Jingzhi, is not yet thirty, and has already achieved three grades of Shangshulang, and is the leader of the young generation of the Zheng family in Xingyang.

Yang's words were extremely skillful, one showed his confidant, and the other made Jing Ning ignorant, which made Zheng Anyan feel cold.

Zheng Anyan's expression moved slightly, his hand rested on Yang's hand, and sighed softly.

"Yinhuan, you still know my mind, that girl Jingning, if only you were half intimate."

Over the years, Zheng Anyan, who is in the prime of life, has not married, which shows that he attaches great importance to this daughter. As a result, the daughter who has always loved him didn't understand his intentions at all and insisted on going his own way.

"Master, Jing Ning is young, after a few days of reflection, he turned a corner. Over the years, if you have been good to her, she will remember it. ”

Zheng Anyan nodded, his brows furrowed.

After all, it is the meat in the palm of his hand, as long as Jing Ning comes over to serve softly, he doesn't care.

After a while, someone walked in and whispered in Yang's ear.

When Yang heard this, her face changed drastically, and she kicked down the chair in a panic, and when Zheng Anyan looked over, she quickly returned to normal.

"What?"

"It's fine."

Yang has always been calm, and it is strange that he has just reacted so much, so he is fine.

"That person just now is Jing Chunyuan, Jing Ning ...... her"

"Jing Ning is reflecting on it in the yard."

Zheng Anyan suddenly felt a burst of fire rushing up, and slapped the table suddenly: "Did Jing Ning, this girl run out!" ”

"Master, Jing Ning pushed away the maid who was holding her back and left the house. It stands to reason that it shouldn't, you said that you broke off the relationship, you are her father, and that is only a one-sided man......" Yang couldn't help but say.

Yang's words made Zheng Anyan even more angry.

His daughter didn't even want him as a father for a man!

"Since you're out, don't go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion." Zheng Anyan sat back in his chair, his eyes closed, and his hands couldn't help but tremble.

Zheng Anyan rarely gets angry, and at this time, he is obviously angry to the extreme, and there is a trace of coldness.

Yang watched from the sidelines, and couldn't help but feel a little happy in his heart.

This matter was actually in her calculations, she deliberately asked people to send the letterhead in, and let the maid instigate on the side, Jing Ning definitely couldn't help but leave the house.

The more cold the heart, the less love.

What she wants is Zheng Shu to be cold little by little, and when Zheng Jingning loses her father's love, what will she have?

"Daddy."

A crisp cry came through the door.

Zheng Anyan and Yang's eyes looked at the door at the same time.

Yang was shocked, and his hands subconsciously clenched into fists, shouldn't Zheng Jingning go to a private meeting with the third prince at this time? How did it end up here?