"No way, he couldn't do that."

While speaking, Ning Xuanli entered the mansion, his face was also not good-looking, Ning Zimo saw him come in, and ran away.

Ning Xuanli didn't want to raise his feet and chased after him, Ning Guodong took the holy decree in his hand, and he didn't feel a good feeling in his heart, in the end, there was a difference between intimacy and alienation, if his daughter was wronged, this father was still reluctant.

These two holy decrees with exactly the same content have been spread throughout the capital, the father and son of the Ning family entered the palace with the front foot, and the holy decree with the back foot came out, and they all knew that it was the holy decree that Ning Xuanli personally went to ask the emperor, for this, the happiest thing was the incense of the prime minister's house.

"Congratulations, Miss, now the son of the world is going to die."

After dinner, Liuxiang was in her boudoir, and when she heard her girl making fun of herself like this, she glanced at her shyly before pretending to be serious: "When you are so happy, don't mention that person, I feel bad luck when I mention it." ”

"Yes, yes, what Miss said is, I heard that it was the holy decree that the young master personally went to the palace to ask for, it can be seen that the young master has long taken you to heart."

"It's sweet on your mouth, by the way, hurry up and tell the housekeeper to find the best embroidery girl in the capital."

The girl covered her mouth and smiled, and went down after being told.

The master and servant didn't notice a figure standing at the window, this Yanbei Wang Shizi happened to hear the conversation of the master and servant impartially, compared to the happiness of this incense, he was desolate here.

She just said that mentioning herself is bad luck, so what is he still bored with himself.

Knowing that her dry autumn is uncomfortable in her throat, she specially made honey refining loquat dew, but now she feels ironic when she holds this thing in her hand.

He put his things in the corridor and left, and all the servants sighed when they saw the dejected appearance of this son, how happy the son of the world was, but what this young lady was thinking about was the sister-in-law of the general's mansion, and she couldn't see the good of others.

A guard guarding the Prime Minister's Mansion saw that this son had gone away, and said with great disgust: "A son who has been a proton in the capital all the year round still wants to marry our family's Miss Yan, and he doesn't weigh his own weight. ”

In fact, Shizi's martial arts are extremely high, although he has gone farther, and his words are a little vague, but he still understands the meaning.

His back stiffened, he paused for a moment, but he walked away without looking back.

He walked aimlessly, wandering the streets casually, like a soulless walking corpse.

He has been a proton in the capital for 14 years, and he is really aggrieved, he can't let others know that he is full of literary talent, and he can't let others know that he is secretly practicing martial arts, not only can he not let people know, but he must also show a look of inaction in the eyes of the world.

Otherwise, if a proton is better than the princes in the capital, it will inevitably make the emperor wary, and his safety may not be guaranteed at that time.

Everyone knows that there are a lot of dirty things in the palace, and if the emperor doesn't worry about him, drugs him, abolish his body, and make him seriously ill, it will really outweigh the losses.

So he can only be a mediocre proton, yes, Liuxiang has never looked down on him, saying that he is not a martial artist, and often compares him with Ning Xuanli, of course, the result is that he was belittled by Liuxiang as worthless.

He sat on the wine table in Yihong Building, one glass of wine after another, drank a little too much, and fell asleep directly on the table.

And in the General's Mansion and Hua Courtyard, Ning Zimo locked Ning Xuanli out of the door for the whole night.

Ning Xuanli was waiting silently outside the door, and the jade slave saw that the night was already very deep, and the temperature in the early winter was very low, and it was even colder at night, so he took a coat in his hand, walked to Ning Xuanli's side, and said with concern: "Young Master, you should put on a dress." ”

Ning Xuanli shook his head, but just said, "It's okay, you go down." ”

"Young Master, you better go back, Miss is angry, I won't see you."

Ning Zimo was so aggrieved in the room that she was bubbling, sitting on the bed with her legs bent, hugging herself, she didn't know what was wrong with her, she should have known since she was a child, he was going to marry his sister-in-law when he grew up.

Her eyes looked vacantly at somewhere, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

Ning Xuanli looked at the candle flame that was still lit in the room all night, and said, "It's not good to stay up late, Xiao Mo, you can sleep." ”

Sleep, sleep, sleep, who the fuck is sleeping.

Ning Zimo's mind was burning, and she was afraid that this person would freeze outside the door, so she secretly ran to the crack in the window to take a look, her brother was standing straight at the door, as if for a certain attachment in his heart, as if this door was not opened, he would wait like this forever.

Ning Zimo's heart was ruthless to others, and he was still reluctant to give up his brother, from looking at it once in a quarter of an hour, to peeking frequently, and seeing that the temperature outside was indeed cold, he couldn't control his steps and walked to the door.

"Boom ......"

Ning Zimo heard the muffled thunder in the sky, and the wind swirled around, swaying the flowers and plants in the yard.

The drizzle outside was swaying on the window, Ning Zimo was still immersed in his thoughts, he didn't notice the situation outside, and thought about going to see if the people were gone, only to find that it had been raining outside, and he found that the figure was still outside the door.

The candle flame flickered, projecting Ning Zimo's shadow by the door, Ning Xuanli looked at the figure who walked into the door, and opened the door thousands of times in his heart, it seemed that God heard his heart, and the door creaked open after he had chanted countless times.

The first to come in was the extremely strong cold wind outside the door wrapped in raindrops, which swept Ning Zimo's body, stirring the gentleness of the room in the room, and extinguishing the candle flame by the way, the room became dark in an instant.

Ning Xuanli didn't have Ning Zimo's approval, and he didn't dare to break in directly, so he still stood at the door and waited, and when he saw the door open, he explained: "I don't know what's going on with the holy decree, and I won't marry ...... at all."

Ning Zimo didn't hear anything at all, just stretched out his hand and pulled the person in, Ning Xuanli dragged his wet body into the door, and suddenly the air around him warmed up, and he sneezed several times in a row.

Ning Zimo was secretly anxious, but he didn't show it on his face, and said coldly: "Take off your wet clothes, it's not good to suffer from the wind and cold later." ”

Ning Xuanli was secretly happy in his heart without saying a word, let him take off his clothes when he entered the door, this is not a lot of opportunity, and then he began to untie his clothes in front of Ning Zimo, and the sound of undressing came sparsely, Ning Zimo felt weird, twisted his eyebrows and said: "If you don't want to go, forget it, you can deal with it outside for a night, I'll go to sleep." ”

Ning Xuanli's clothes were half off, and the wet underwear was still stuck to his body at this moment, and when he heard that the person was leaving, he hurriedly pulled the person's arm, and his big palm seemed to be on fire, which suddenly made Ning Zimo feel hot and unbearable, so he hurriedly shook his hand.

Ning Xuanli's strength is not small, where can Ning Zimo get rid of it.

Ning Xuanli was afraid that it would hurt her, so he let go of her arm, wrapped his arms around her waist instead, buried his head in her neck, and said coquettishly: "Xiao Mo, I'm so cold, can you hug me too?" ”

Ning Zimo was unmoved.

Ning Xuanli: It's not easy to be coquettish, so let's change the strategy.

Ning Zimo's whole person leaned forward slowly, and it wasn't until the distance between the two was very close that Ning Zimo stopped and said, "Brother, I figured it out, if you want to get married, get married." Sister bless you. ”

Ning Xuanli thought that his ears had heard it wrong, his heartbeat seemed to have missed half a beat, and even his expression froze, and he frowned and asked, "What did you say?" ”

Ning Zimo's hot index finger climbed up Ning Xuanli's forehead, from the smooth forehead to the firm nose, attaching his red lips, Ning Zimo just looked at him indifferently, and then repeated: "Sister bless brother, you marry sister-in-law." ”

Ning Xuanli held the hand that lit the fire on him hard, and took the person into his arms, his unhappy expression was already very obvious, and he said hoarsely: "Do you know what it means if I marry?" ”

"I know, this kiss my sister's red lips, my sister's hands, and my sister's warm embrace will be someone else's from now on."

"So you don't care?"

The corners of Ning Zimo's lips hooked up a desolate smile, how could she not care?

In the past, when someone wanted to touch her cat, she was not happy, because she felt that it was her thing, and others should not have the intention of contaminating it.

She looked at him, he was her brother, it was hers, how could others marry him and become the closest woman in his future life, and the most intimate woman should clearly be herself.

She can marry her brother just because she is the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion?

Ning Zimo snorted coldly, feeling naïve, shook off Ning Xuanli's hand, and left a sentence: "I don't care if the result is the same." ”

He got up, he felt angry and suffocated at the same time, he pressed the person on the bed suddenly, and then pressed her arms with both hands with lightning speed, pressed the person under him with both feet, and asked: "Don't care about the result, don't you care?" ”

His wet ink hair went down, and the water droplets on it were dripping one by one, and soon soaked Ning Zimo's shoulders, she felt that he was angry, and she didn't dare to look at his fire-breathing eyes, and dodged: "Brother, the holy decree has been issued, and we can't change it." ”

Ning Xuanli, who heard this, seemed to have been stung by a bee, in the end he took it lightly and was fooled.

"Xiao Mo, are you jealous?"

Although it was a question, it made Ning Zimo hear the affirmative meaning, she didn't want to admit it but didn't deny it.

"If you don't speak, you're jealous, Xiao Mo, don't you take me as your brother, okay?"

Hearing this, Ning Zimo's body gradually stiffened, and he asked back in disbelief: "What should you not be a brother?" You've been my brother since I was a kid. ”

"I'll be your man."

Ning Zimo always felt that the muffled thunder outside had struck her head, otherwise why was her ears still buzzing now.

The candle flame in the room had long been extinguished by the wind, and the room was dark, mixed with the sound of the rain outside, and no one knew what had happened to the general's mansion that was buried in the heavy rain that night.

A strange ambiguity rose between the beds, and Ning Zimo felt that the hot palm seemed to touch her belt, she was not wearing much, and the clothes in the pushing room were even more messy, at this moment, they could be honest with each other with just a slight tug.