Han Youning looked at the backs of the two leaving, and was stunned for a while.

Zhao Chengyuan seemed to be very serious about Lu Bing, and they talked about things, and even put the old marquis aside. The abandoned old marquis seemed to be very faceless, and he was holding Lu Rin to get angry.

The evidence of the Anling Marquis' mansion's treason with the enemy was a secret letter from the prince of Anling. This is what Zhao Chen said personally, and he also personally supervised and beheaded them. Zhao Chen said that everyone he killed deserved to die.

What she originally thought was that the northwest border had been stable for several years without war, and Emperor Qingming wanted to take the opportunity to gather military power and weaken Zhao Chengyuan's power, so he framed the Marquis of Anling.

But what if it's not a false accusation? What if the Marquis of Anling really did something rebellious?

So in this life, even if Zhao Chengyuan is circling in the capital, and the evidence of collaborating with the enemy is conclusive, the Hou Mansion will still be unable to escape death. Even, Zhao Chen said that he would collect evidence in advance and advance the death date of the Hou Mansion.

Thinking of this, Han Youning's heart tightened and clenched his fists tightly.

Old Madam Lu followed her gaze and looked at the backs of Zhao Chengyuan and Lu Bing, and suddenly felt that the newlywed Yan Er really couldn't be separated for half an hour.

"Ah Yuan, they want to talk about things, and I'll ask him to come back early to accompany you later."

Han Youning pulled back his thoughts and smiled, "Don't bother them. I don't have anything to do with it, so it's good to talk to my aunt here."

"Okay."

Old Madam Lu's big fist-like hand took her hand and went to the upper room.

The old lady took a wooden box and handed it to Han Youning, "This is a gift for you."

Han Youning's hand sank, and he could hold it.

She opened it and saw that it was full of all kinds of heads and jewels, full of boxes, and finally filled with all kinds of pearls, agate, gemstones, and beads. It was the first time she had seen jewelry stacked like this.

She laughed and said, "Uncle, this gift is too expensive, and I can't use it so much."

Old Madam Lu waved her hand, "There are many of these things in the mansion, and there are some old men in the mansion that are rare, so it can be considered useful if you take them."

She was also depressed, she dreamed of giving birth to a daughter, but she even gave birth to a son. More than 20 years ago, it was easy to look forward to a daughter-in-law, and they all gave birth to sons. What is the use of the men who go to the house to earn gold, silver, and jewelry?

Han Youning smiled, "My aunt also has three marriageable grandchildren, are you still afraid that these things are useless?"

The old lady waved her hand absently, "I've been saving for decades, and there are a lot of these things in the warehouse!"

She sighed heavily, "Ah Bing is the boss, he is obsessed with military affairs all day long, and he takes the lead in getting married, and his granddaughter-in-law doesn't know when she will be able to meet him."

Under the guidance of Han Youning, the old lady talked about Lu Bing for a while, and then felt that she had talked a little too much, so she turned the topic back to Zhao Chengyuan and Han Youning.

She talked about Zhao Chengyuan when she was a child, she was smart and clever when she was a child, and she was loved by the emperor and the queen mother, and she grew up in a honey pot. But when he was four years old, he suddenly lost his parents, and after the little man cried once, he never cried again.

He insisted on moving out of the palace at the age of five and lived in the Jin Palace, where he did not need to be accompanied by others, and grew up alone. What others saw was a cold jade boy, but who knows what this jade boy has experienced?

"One night there was lightning and thunder, and there were assassins there, and the smell of blood was everywhere. The little man was not as tall as the chair, but he sat on the Taishi chair with a blank face, listening to the subordinate recital. I thought, doesn't he know to be afraid? When he fell asleep, I crept into his dormitory, and the little man shrunk into a ball covered with a quilt, trembling like chaff, but he was stunned and silent."

Old Madam Lu sighed, "Ah Yuan is a little lonely, and his temperament is inevitably colder, if he likes to bury something in his heart, such a person lives harder than others. You talk to him a lot on weekdays, and I can't tell him to be happier."

Han Youning's heart froze, and he responded, "Okay."

It turned out that Zhao Chengyuan grew up like this, and he lived in blood and fear since he was a child. No wonder when she first saw him, he had a sword in his hand and a wound on his body. No wonder he is murderous and vigilant.

How many psychological changes does he have to go through to trust her so much and follow her until now?

He likes to bury things in his heart, as if he is quietly guarding his love for her life, and he keeps silent about her and Zhao Chen's past, and there are many things she doesn't know, or the bitterness she doesn't know.

How hard he worked.

She had already made him hard in her last life, so why did she have to make him hard in this life......

It was already evening when Zhao Chengyuan and Lu Bing returned to the upper room.

Han Youning fell asleep on the big kang, covered with a quilt, and there was still a tear in his eyes.

Old Madam Lu smiled and said, "I'm telling her about when you were a child, she must have been so tired that she fell asleep while sitting."

Zhao Chengyuan looked at her for a moment, gently wiped away the tears with his fingertips, took off the big coat and wrapped her, hugged her in his arms, and said goodbye to the old lady.

The old lady also knew that it was useless to stop her, so she helped Yu Ning's cloak to put it on before letting him leave.

Back in Yongxi Hall, Zhao Chengyuan put Han Youning on the bed, she turned over and muttered, "Lord Wang......"

Zhao Chengyuan responded in a low voice.

Han Youning's body stiffened, opened his eyes, looked at the handsome face above for a long time, and then looked at the red curtain, and his mind couldn't turn for a while.

"Lord Wang, why am I in Yongxi Hall?"

Zhao Chengyuan looked at the little girl who was a little confused, and said with a low smile, "You fell asleep in Qiushan Hall, and I will carry you back."

Han Youning secretly wondered how he fell asleep, he hugged him all the way back, didn't the people in the two mansions know that Princess Jin was a snooze?

She sat up and asked, "When the prince is done talking, why don't you call me to get up?"

"We're done." Zhao Chengyuan smiled and scratched her nose, "I slept so soundly, how could I be willing to disturb your good dreams?"

Han Youning looked at his warm smiling face, and suddenly asked, "Lord Wang, are you bitter in your heart?"

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, is this why she cried?

He helped the little girl unwrap the hairpin between her hair, and said, "All living beings are suffering, who can escape." It is nothing for everyone to have their own sufferings and to overcome their own calamities."

He said it lightly, but how can everyone's suffering be the same? He smiled lightly and watched the wind surge, and everyone in the world envied his dignity, but how many people knew his suffering?

Even she, who knew him as a child, always took it for granted that he was doing quite well.

She has suffered from heartbreaking, she has suffered the loss of her relatives, she doesn't want Zhao Chengyuan to suffer anymore, she doesn't want him to add a little more to his suffering.

Since she believed in Zhao Chen, why can't she believe Zhao Chengyuan?

Zhao Chengyuan's deep love in these two lives is always worth her to remove the scale armor and scars again.

As for her non-ghost status......

Han Youning took a deep breath and looked up at Zhao Chengyuan.