The door opened a crack, and a small head came in from the outside, blinking his smart eyes and looking at Zheng Anyan.

When Yang saw that face, the fist in his hand clenched even tighter.

It's really Zheng Jingning.

Zheng Jingning didn't go to a private meeting with the third prince!

Yang felt that something was wrong, Zheng Jingning suddenly glanced at her, Yang felt a chill behind her, and inexplicably felt that there was a trace of unkindness in those eyes.

When she looked again, Zheng Jingning's gaze had already been removed.

It's because she was wrong, how could Zheng Jingning look at herself with such eyes. I have a little fake kindness to Zheng Jingning, and Zheng Jingning still treats her as her biological mother.

"Dad, Jing Ning is here."

Jing Ning pushed open the door and walked in, holding a plate in his hand, putting it on the table, and threw himself towards Zheng Anyan and threw himself into Zheng Anyan's arms.

Jing Ning looked up at his father, he was dressed in a moon-white robe, outlining a tall figure, with a handsome face and an elegant temperament.

This is the father when he was young, and when he looked at her, there was a trace of tenderness in his eyes.

"Daddy."

"Daddy......"

Jing Ning shouted, and tears fell.

In my previous life, I broke with my father completely, and every time my father saw her, he was angry and disgusted, and every time she called her 'Dad', his father said with a cold face, 'Don't call me Dad, I don't have a daughter like you', and then later, my father simply avoided it.

Until she died, she never saw her father.

It's a good feeling to be able to lie in my father's arms and be coquettish.

Zheng Anyan was stunned for a moment, looking at his lovely daughter, his heart was a little soft, but when he thought of what happened before, his face became stiff.

"Do you still know that I am your father, don't you forget your father when you have a lover? What are you doing to see this old thing? ”

Jing Ning's tears flowed frantically, quickly soaking his shoulders.

Zheng Anyan held her little face, her little face was red, her beautiful eyes were full of tears, and her heart softened.

"Dad, I'm sorry, it's my daughter who is stunned. Dad is the most important thing in a daughter's heart. Dad, Jing Ning doesn't want to get married, how about staying by his father's side all the time? ”

Zheng Anyan looked at her little face and cried so much that her eyes were red, and she was very distressed, so she hurriedly wiped her tears with a handkerchief.

"Silly boy, how can you not get married?"

"The daughter wanted to accompany her father, father, the daughter just went to the kitchen to serve her father's favorite soup. Daddy drinks, just forgive your daughter. Zheng Jingning held the soup and knelt directly in front of Zheng Anyan.

This kneeling is for the ignorance of her previous life, and in this life, she will definitely be filial to her father.

Zheng Anyan was taken aback: "That's it, forgive you for your father, get up quickly." ”

The last trace of mustard in Zheng Anyan's heart has disappeared, how can the father and daughter have an overnight feud, not to mention that the daughter knows that she is wrong, and apologizes so sincerely, how can he care anymore?

The deep love between father and daughter fell in Yang's eyes, like a thorn.

She couldn't figure out that Zheng Jingning was not going to meet her lover, but to meet her father.

Did all the things she did go in vain?

Jing Ning suddenly turned his head and glanced at Yang.

Yang is wearing a thin yellow skirt, outlining a slender figure, with light makeup on his face, bright eyes and bright teeth, and a charming style, but there are some calculations between his eyebrows, and he is a little childish.

On the way to break up the relationship between her and her father, it has always been Zheng Xiuning's mother Yang who is fueling the troubles.

Yang is not a simple person.

My father met Yang when he was serving in Yangzhou, at that time, my mother had an old illness and did not accompany her, Yang was a merchant girl, and my mother looked a little similar, and I had some love for my father, so I somehow climbed into my father's bed.

When his father returned, he did not bring back the Yang family, and he and his mother were still in love as usual. After the death of his mother, his father did not continue the strings. Until two years ago, Yang brought Zheng Xiuning to the door.

Maybe he felt guilty, or maybe he felt that there should be a hostess in the Prime Minister's Mansion, so his father deliberately carried Yang into the door.

It's just that in his father's heart, Jing Ning has always been in the first place, and before that, he asked Jing Ning's opinion. If Jing Ning was unwilling, neither the Yang family nor Zheng Xiuning would be able to enter the door.

When her mother died, Jing Ning was still young and had never felt her mother's love, and the Yang family stayed in the mansion for a while and treated her very well.

Jing Ning looked at their orphans and widows, so she nodded, but she didn't expect to lure the jackals in.

In her previous life, she was ignorant, and she always felt that the Yang family was good to her, and Zheng Xiuning was close to her, until she was beaten into the cold palace, and she didn't come back a little bit.

Yang seems to be good to her, but in fact, he has been provoking her relationship with her father.

For example, why can Zhao Ying's letterhead still be delivered to her?

Of course, it was Young's help.

Now that she has returned from rebirth, she can't let the Yang family have a good time.

"Doesn't my aunt want Jing Ning to come to see my father?" Jing Ning blinked his innocent eyes and looked at Yang.

Yang was taken aback: "How come?" ”

"As soon as Jing Ning came in, my aunt kept staring at Jing Ning, and Jing Ning thought that my aunt didn't like Jing Ning." Jing Ning is innocent and innocent.

Zheng Anyan said with a straight face: "Jing Ning, your aunt has been worried, how can she not like you?" ”

Jing Ning lowered his eyes.

At this time, the Yang family was in charge of the backyard of the Zheng Mansion, won the trust of her father, and won the love of the old lady.

In the future, she will uncover Yang's skin little by little.

Jing Ning raised her head, with a hint of coquettishness on her little face: "Jing Ning and my aunt are joking, don't be angry, okay?" ”

……

The second floor of the restaurant.

The boy stood by the window.

He was wearing a dark brocade robe, with moire painted on the cuffs, a gold silk belt tied around his waist, a tall and straight figure, thick eyebrows, deep eyes, and the edges and corners had not yet fully grown, but he was already handsome and extraordinary, with an innate nobility. His lips were pursed tightly, staring in one direction, as if he was waiting for someone.

He held a golden hairpin in his hand, I don't know how long he held it, but the golden hairpin had already brought his body temperature.

Zhao Ying closed his eyes, and a bright and moving little face flashed in his mind, and that little face hit his chest, and Zhao Ying couldn't help but reach out and touch it. When you laugh, you are slightly silly, and even the action of sniffing is so cute, people can't help but want to take it into your arms and rub it.

Her eyes were also shining when she looked at herself, Zhao Ying believed that she also liked herself, didn't deliberately dropping this golden hairpin imply that he would continue to meet?

Zhao Ying's heart seemed to bloom, it was sweet when she thought of it, and she almost couldn't wait to see her, every moment of waiting was torment, but it was also full of expectations.

Zhao Ying stayed up late to complete Taifu's homework and waited here an hour in advance.

However, when the appointed time came, she still did not come.

Is there something delayed?

Wait until it gets dark before Zhao Ying leaves.

I didn't see her, and my heart was empty.

……

Jing Ning was really well-behaved for a few days, just in the courtyard, chanting poems and painting, and being a female celebrity.

A few days later, Jing Ning wrote a letter, folded it into a beautiful shape, and handed it to Bihua: "Bihua, find a way to send this letter to the hands of the Third Highness, I want to ask the Third Highness to meet at Piaoxiang Building at this time tomorrow." ”

"Miss, why are you still going to see the Third Highness!" Bihua was in a hurry.

Qingyue heard their conversation and immediately came over, her eyes rolling slightly.

"If you want the slave maid to say that it is better for the Third Highness, such a handsome character, and good to the young lady, where can the reckless man of the Xiao family compare? It is said that the Xiao family's Mang wife is tall and tall, and she can tear people apart with her bare hands. ”

Jing Ning's eyes flashed with fear: "Bihua, let you go!" ”

Jing Ning said, and suddenly leaned into Bihua's ear and said, "Give this letter to Xiao Erniang of the Xiao family." ”

Bihua was a little puzzled, but the young lady obviously didn't mean to see the third prince, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss, the slave will go right away."

Soon after Bihua left, Qingyue quietly went to the Yang family's courtyard.

Yang's face couldn't help but show a smile: "I'll just say why Zheng Jingning suddenly changed his temperament?" If the old man knew that she was pretending to be well-behaved these days, he would have been lying to him......"

It's going to be even more chilling.

Following.

"Miss, Your Royal Highness likes you to wear pink the most, so you can wear this one." Qingyue was holding a pink skirt in her hand.

Jing Ning's eyes froze, what does Zhao Ying like? In this life, she wants to completely eliminate what Zhao Ying likes from herself.

Jing Ning looked at Bihua: "Bihua, you go and get one." ”

Bihua was a little flattered.

Qingyue can speak well, and she has always been pleased by the young lady, she has been serving a lot older, but she is more and more disgusted by the young lady, and everything she does is wrong.

The young lady actually asked her to pick out the clothes.

Bihua took out a goose-yellow skirt.

Goose yellow, delicate, gaudy and vulgar, she is only fourteen years old, she should wear this.

"Okay."

Bihua was very happy: "Miss, the slave is waiting for you to change in." ”

Qingyue looked at Bihua resentfully.

Jing Ning took Bihua out of the door.

Piaoxianglou is the favorite place of the aristocratic sons and ladies of the capital, here the pavilions and pavilions, the winding water flows, and occasionally there are poetry, calligraphy and painting competitions, it is a good place for the vassal and elegant people.

Jing Ning entered the fixed room, and Bihua waited for her to take off the cloak outside, and her graceful figure and delicate little face were fully revealed.

"Miss, Miss Xiao Er hasn't come yet, you can have a sip of tea first."

Didn't come?

Jing Ning's eyes swept away, and finally landed on the beam: "West Lake vinegar lotus, sweet and sour pork ribs, braised pork, since you didn't come, let Xiao Er all go on, I'll eat it alone." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, a fiery figure fell from the beam of the room, and happened to sit opposite her.

The girl's red dress is like fire, her ink-colored black hair is tied, her smooth forehead is exposed, her eyebrows are open, and her heroic posture is Xiao Kite, the second mother of the Xiao family.

The Xiao family's military generals are like boys raised by this daughter, who does not learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but only martial arts.

Xiao Kite has two good, one is delicious, and the other is a handsome young man.

She knows all the delicious food in the streets and alleys of Beijing, especially the vinegar lotus of the West Lake in this Piaoxiang Building.

Xiao Yuan leaned in directly, stretched out her fingers, and picked up Jing Ning's pointed chin: "Why don't you wait for the master to eat together?" ”

Jing Ning's dark eyes were moist, looking at Xiao Yuan brightly, her red lips were shining with water, and her delicate and fair skin felt very good.

Xiao Yuan sat on the chair and patted his little heart: "It's over, it's over, it's going to be over, if Brother knows that I covet his daughter-in-law, he has to pick my skin." ”

Old friends get together, and the fragrance of tea is permeated.

Jing Ning's heart also calmed down, and he took a sip of tea, his eyes a little fluttering.

When she returns from rebirth, she not only has to have revenge and revenge, but also enjoys this life, without Zhao Ying's life.

Jing Ning's voice was faint: "The matter between me and your brother is not scored." ”

"Why is there no score? Where is the marriage contract, my brother will return to Beijing in the next two days, and it is estimated that he will go to your house to propose marriage. My brother is good, he is handsome, and he can pick up a hammer in a hundred catties with one hand. He fought against a hundred, and once he met an enemy army of a hundred men, and he won the battle alone. Another time, he led a few people deep into the enemy camp and actually directly took off the head of the opposing coach......"

As soon as he talked about his brother, Xiao Yuan was endless, and his eyes were full of admiration.

Jing Ning's action of drinking tea paused.

Listening to Xiao Kite's description, she didn't worship it at all, but sketched an image of Shura, and couldn't help but tremble.

In her previous life, she had several encounters with Xiao Kite's brother Xiao Rin.

The Xiao family is a family of military generals, Xiao Rin grew up in the military camp since he was a child, and he is a little different from all the sons and daughters in Yecheng. The sons and daughters of the capital like to wear white clothes, their faces are as white as jade, and their exports become poems, and they have a romantic charm.

What about Xiao Rin? Xiao Rin's skin is honey-colored, the figure of a young man, covered with a thin layer of muscles, his face is hard, his facial features are deep, and he is terrifying when he is fierce.

Xiao Rin didn't like her, and when they met her for the first time, the eyes that looked at her were very gloomy, and they almost scared Jing Ning.

The second time they met, Xiao Rin drew his knife and almost scared Jing Ning out.

Jing Ning had no way of imagining that he would live with such a man for the rest of his life.

For the sake of your own life, let's find a son who is as gentle as jade.

"Let's talk about it."

"Jing Ning, you didn't have anything else to do with me today?"

Jing Ning said: "Your dagger carved from wood is very exquisite, carve it for me." ”

"That is, the master is a craftsman."

"How long does it take to carve it?"

"Two or three days."

"When the carving is done, send it to me."

After the meal, Jing Ning left.

Xiao Kite rested on the table with one foot, without any image, holding a glass of wine in his hand, tilting his head to taste the wine.

Bang!

The chair under her feet was kicked over, and Xiao Yuan sat on the ground with her buttocks.

Xiao Yuan only felt a fire.

"Who dares to kick the master's stool!"

The man was tall, leaving a large shadow behind. Xiao Yuan was stunned, hurriedly got up, pinched his throat and said, "Brother, why are you back?" No, how did you find here? ”

Xiao Rin sat down directly opposite Xiao Kite.

"I just came back, and my mother said that you came out to fool around again, let me take you back."

"Brother, I didn't fool around. Do you know who I'm drinking tea with here? If you come early, you can see your sister-in-law. Xiao Yuan said.

"Jing Ning?"

The remaining half cup of tea in the teacup is especially fragrant.

Xiao Rin suddenly felt a little thirsty, and his calloused hand directly held the cup and poured the remaining half cup of tea into his throat.

Xiao Kite: "......"

Brother, this ...... This is too rogue!