Chapter Eighty-Three: Go and Ask My Wife for a Son
Ning Xuanli had been waiting outside the city gate, staring at the people entering and exiting the city gate, and saw a woman wearing pink clothes and a felt hat, whose face could not be seen clearly, came out, but Ning Xuanli recognized her at a glance, and when the people came out of the city gate, they quickly greeted her.
"This way, Xiao Mo, this way,"
Someone whispered her nickname, Ning Zimo was like a thief, she didn't even look back, and got into the carriage all of a sudden.
It was extremely cold outside, and after entering this warm carriage, Ning Zimo couldn't help but shiver.
Seeing this, Ning Xuanli wrapped it in his arms, Ning Zimo was still a little uneasy, opened the curtain through a small gap, glanced outside, and didn't see anything abnormal, nor did he see anyone following him, and he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
This carriage was rented by Ning Xuanli on the street, and at this moment he looked at the sky and said, "Go to the National Temple." β
The coachman was a talkative man, and while throwing a whip on the horse's buttocks, he asked happily, "Are you going to the National Temple at this time?" I'm afraid I won't be able to get to the place before dark."
"It's okay, you just have to go."
The coachman saw that this man was beautiful, but he spoke too coldly, like a cold knife scraped on his face in this winter, and he couldn't help but put away his talkative tongue.
Generally speaking, in order to ensure that the journey is not very boring, the coachman will casually talk to people to avoid embarrassment, and besides, they are all people who live in the city, and they will meet again one day.
"Brother, it's been a really hard few days."
Ning Zimo held the hot tea in her hand, poured a big sip, and complained in a low voice, but then she became happy again, her eyebrows and eyes were extremely bright, and she looked radiant, and there was a trace of happiness in her words that she was not aware of: "Fortunately, Liuxiang has been sent away, and no one in the Prime Minister's Mansion can marry you anymore." β
"Yes, if you hadn't been in the Prime Minister's Mansion, the Prime Minister would have probably sent someone to find Miss Yan in the Prime Minister's Mansion, the Prime Minister's power is intertwined, and it would be delusional for us to send Liuxiang to the border city so smoothly."
They had planned it early in the morning, first let Yan Ji Feng Yan Shizi poison Liuxiang's throat, and then remove the double happiness that had been following Liuxiang, so that Ning Zimo's pretending not to speak in the Prime Minister's Mansion would be difficult to be recognized, and when she thought of this, she couldn't help but have some heart palpitations, as if her heart was beating wildly like when she escaped all the way.
"Fortunately, if you stay for another three or two days, you will definitely be recognized."
The two of them chattered in the carriage for a long time, and in the afternoon they arrived at the foot of the national temple.
"What are you two doing at the National Temple so late? I won't be able to go up the mountain for a while, and the road is not easy to walk in the dark and at night. β
"Go up the hill and ask for a piece for my wife."
This question and answer were natural, Ning Zimo couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and then reacted, the word lady in these words referred to himself, and he couldn't help blushing a little, and his face was so red in the cold that he couldn't help but glance at him.
The coachman smiled knowingly and praised: "Childe, your wife is handsome, and you are even more extraordinary, if you have a child, you must be a blessed child." β
"Promise your good words."
It seemed that these words were aimed at Ning Xuanli's taste, and he took back one or two pieces of silver that he had prepared, took out a silver ingot and handed it to the coachman, who smiled from ear to ear and thanked him again and again.
Ning Xuanli then led Ning Zimo to the mountain, the coachman looked at the two people, the sky was about to darken, what else to do on the mountain, but he didn't say much about it, carefully carried the ten taels of silver, and rushed back.
Before she walked for a while, Ning Zimo was a little tired, so Ning Xuanli hugged her, and then walked up the mountain, her whole body hung on Ning Xuanli's body, and said coquettishly: "Wouldn't it be good for you to let Yunu and Xiao Jiu go down the mountain, let's go to the farmhouse at the foot of the mountain to borrow a night, okay?" β
"It's not good, but Xiao Mo, when you're tired, just sleep on my chest for a while."
"Then you're not tired, aren't you?"
"Not tired. You can sleep for a while. I'll call you when you get to the place. β
"But it's getting dark, and you can't see the road clearly."
"I can see it clearly."
Ning Zimo didn't ask him why he could see so clearly in the dark night, he hugged it very steadily, his arms were warm and tight, Ning Zimo couldn't help but bury his whole face in his chest, Ning Zimo didn't know how long it had been, at this moment, he raised his little face from Ning Xuanli's arms, and asked angrily: "Brother, once we go back, can't we be like this?" β
"Yes, Xiao Mo, you wait for me."
Ning Xuanli seemed to have made up his mind, put the person down, fixed Ning Zimo's shoulders with both hands, and said seriously word by word: "Xiao Mo, I know that I said before that I would marry you Mingmei, you don't believe it, but I'm serious, you give me a little time, okay?" β
Ning Zimo was still silent, he didn't press, he glanced towards the top of the mountain, saw the lights and candles in the jungle, and pulled Ning Zimo's hand: "Let's go, it's almost there." β
"Okay."
When they arrived at the door of Wolong Temple, the gate had already been closed, Ning Xuanli led her to the back door, and the sound of knocking on the door seemed to be some special code, one light and one heavy, three light, three heavy, and then Ning Zimo saw the door open from the inside.
As soon as the door opened, he led Ning Zimo in, and when the little monk saw someone coming in, he immediately closed the door, walked to Ning Xuanli's side and whispered very quickly: "Childe, the two people you brought before are in the West Zen room. β
"Got it."
Ning Xuanli was about to leave after saying this, Ning Zimo didn't ask much, the relationship between this little monk and his brother didn't look ordinary, but she believed in him, the unconditional kind, thinking of this, she couldn't help but grab his big palm and get closer.
Ning Xuanli also felt this little change, and the corners of his lips hooked up an imperceptible smile, and led the person back to the meditation room.
"Xiao Mo, you don't have anything you want to ask?"
Ning Zimo was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and explained: "Brother, Xiao Mo, I don't suspect anything, and I don't suspect you." β
"I know, Xiao Mo, brother doesn't even want his life for you, no matter what I do, it's for the general's mansion and for you."
Ning Zimo nodded, and then asked cautiously: "Today, the envoy is gone, and the people behind the arranger are above the court, and you want to impeach the Prime Minister's Mansion for hiding dirt and corruption and perverting the law, is it also your handiwork?" β
He was taking off his coat, and he didn't feel embarrassed when he heard this, so he nodded and said: "Yes, the prime minister is not only the highest authority, but also a great sin, if you don't get rid of him, I don't know how he will bring disaster to the dynasty, but this, how do you know?" β
"I, I just heard the conversation between you and Xiao Jiu in the study before, brother, I didn't mean to eavesdrop, it's just that I boiled barley porridge and wanted to serve it to you."
Ning Xuanli saw her explain so carefully, there was still a trace of cowardice in his eyes, as if he was afraid that he would be angry and mind, but this fool.
He sat on the edge of the bed, tapped her nose, and said with a deliberate face: "It's not the first time I've seen you listen to the corner." β
Sure enough, Ning Zimo lowered his head aggrievedly, and then listened to him continue: "Next time Zhengda Guangming comes in, my brother has nothing to hide from you." I just don't want such a laborious and laborious thing to let you know and let you worry about it. β
"Really? Brother, what you said is true? You're not angry, are you? β
"Don't be angry, Xiao Mo, it's not early, let's rest."
"I'm too sleepy, but I can't sleep. Brother, we took your fiancΓ©e away together with Yan Shizi's hand, don't you have any ideas? β
"Yes."
"What? Reluctantly? Ning Zimo's tone was sour, he just smiled when he saw this, and then the whole person pounced on Ning Zimo's body, pecked Ning Zimo's lips lightly, and said half-temptingly and half-seriously: "You pay me yourself, okay?" β
Ning Zimo caught some kind of information in his eyes, and said stubbornly: "Buddha Gate Holy Land, what do you want to do?" β
"Yes."
β......β
Ning Zimo didn't plan to ignore him, he turned over and fell asleep by himself, feeling the bed behind him sink down, and didn't say anything.
After a while, she felt a hand touch her waist, but she still didn't say anything.
After a while, the evil pig's trotters had a tendency to gradually go up, and Ning Zimo got up with black lines on his head, and whispered, "Brother, if you don't sleep, go down." β
"Let you be on top, how tired it is, I can't bear it."
"What?"
Ning Zimo was stunned for a while, and then his face suddenly turned like a boiled crab shell, red and dripping with blood, and then he got off the bed in a huff, grabbed his clothes casually and was about to go out.
"Xiao Mo, come back."
Ning Zimo felt that he was very unproductive, and he was about to rush out of the door because of these words, but he explained angrily: "Brother, I'm going next door." β
"Come back, don't make trouble, it's cold outside, you've always been afraid of the cold, but don't catch the cold."
Ning Xuanli also collapsed at this moment, took the person back, pressed her in the warm quilt, and then squatted on the edge of the bed, looking at her with his head propped up.
Ning Zimo was stared at uncomfortably, opened his eyes and saw that he was still wearing single clothes, and couldn't help frowning and asked, "You don't go to sleep, what are you doing sitting in front of my bed?" Where can I sleep? β
This feeling is like waking up in the middle of the night before, and Xiao Li stared at himself at night, which is even more unnatural for someone to stare at himself.
"I look at you, Xiao Mo is good-looking, I can't get enough of it."
Ning Zimo pursed his thin lips, knowing that he was stubborn, he pretended to be very disgusted and said, "Forget it, I'll lend you half of the bed, come up." β
Ning Zimo leaned into the warm arms in a daze, he held the person in his arms, and muttered a word to Xiao Mo ethereally, and there was no movement in the room, and the room was quiet.
Ning Zimo didn't sleep well at all in the few days when he was in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and he felt very comfortable sleeping next to Ning Xuanli this time, so he slept a little deeper.