Meng Zhiyi's heart was in a mess.

But what she thinks about the most is, if Lu Nanfeng takes herself away, should she go back to Chengyi Garden again?

In fact, she didn't listen to the words of those maids.

One thing they said was very correct, after all, they had been taken away by Zhou Yongheng for so long and lived in his garden for so long......

Although she has already written a book of reconciliation with Lu Nanfeng, but the people outside don't know!

Gossip is the most murderous.

Although Meng Zhiyi didn't care about those words, he also knew how important voice was to a woman.

Whether it is for Lu Nanfeng or Xiao Aci growing up in the future, the incident of being mentioned to Meng Zhiyi will still make them ashamed.

She thought about it, and she didn't have to be with Lu Nanfeng.

It seemed that this time had consumed all her courage.

"Poof!"

Just when Meng Zhiyi's mind was complicated, he suddenly heard a voice in his ear.

Turning his head to look over, he found that a figure on the other side of the screen was gone.

Looking at the ground again, Ah Rong's head leaked out from the side of the screen, and she was facing down at this time, with her eyes closed, and she was sleeping very deeply.

You don't need to look at it to know that it was Lu Nanfeng who came in.

This person swaggered past Ah Rong and walked in, not forgetting to pull the screen to this side, covering Ah Rong's body and her vision.

Meng Zhiyi glanced at Lu Nanfeng, and also thought about getting up from the bed, but whether it was her chest or her arms, she didn't have much strength, so she simply lay down like this.

But lying flat on the bed like this, looking at Lu Nanfeng standing in front of the bed, his momentum was still a little weak.

It's strange why she inexplicably confronted Lu Nanfeng like this.

Meng Zhiyi was a little unhappy with his mentality.

Lu Nanfeng knew that Meng Zhiyi was making trouble.

She may feel that her mood is not so obvious, but in Lu Nanfeng's eyes, Meng Zhiyi's every move, every frown and smile, no matter how it changes, Lu Nanfeng can be clear and clear.

For example, at this time, Meng Zhiyi's eyes were full of accusations and resentment.

Lu Nanfeng lifted the quilt, tore the obstructive clothes on his body, and went directly into Meng Zhiyi's bed regardless of it.

"What are you doing?"

Meng Zhiyi couldn't avoid moving inside.

If this is like before, when she is in good health and is not injured, Meng Zhiyi can move to the innermost part of the bed at once and sleep against the wall.

It's just that now the body doesn't allow it.

"I found out that it was quite cold inside the quilt just now, so I can't sleep well at night?"

Lu Nanfeng still remembered Meng Zhiyi's previous habits.

Her whole body is like an ice cube, even if the quilt is dried in advance and let her lie in it, it will take a long time for her body to have some temperature.

It's so cold, I don't know how she just lay inside.

Just thinking of this, Lu Nanfeng felt distressed.

Meng Zhiyi frowned, and instead of answering his words directly, he asked, "Shouldn't you be very busy right now?" What are you doing here?"

Just from the last time Zhou Yongheng and their blatant ambush, Meng Zhiyi knew what kind of desperate place the battle for succession in Kyoto had reached.

She has always guessed that Lu Nanfeng is in the same group as His Royal Highness the Nine.

Although the three princes and the eldest prince are fighting fiercely now, and the Nine Emperors are like a transparent person, at this time, they should also operate a lot in it.

So it is impossible for Lu Nanfeng to be so idle, and he still has time to sleep with her here.

Lu Nanfeng sighed lightly, moved Meng Zhiyi's head away, pillowed it on his arm, and gently grabbed Meng Zhiyi with one arm and approached his arms.

Warm and familiar scents come to the face, let

Meng Zhiyi was indignant, and his mood after holding back for many days has calmed down a lot.

But she still wanted to struggle awkwardly.

"Don't move."

Lu Nanfeng whispered a warning in her ear, his right hand went down her arm, slowly went down, rubbed her hand, and put his hot palm on Meng Zhiyi's cold waist.

His two feet also hooked Meng Zhiyi's feet to his body.

Such a warm stove is so close to him, although Meng Zhiyi has the heart to be angry with him, he still can't refuse physically.

Lu Nanfeng quietly rubbed Meng Zhiyi's shadow for a while before speaking, "Zhizhi, I went to arrest the eldest prince a few days ago, so I was negligent about the affairs of Kyoto. You blame me for it. It's a critical juncture, and I probably don't have much time to spend with you and take care of you."

Meng Zhiyi didn't speak.

But in my heart I secretly said, "I don't expect you to take care of me."

Lu Nanfeng didn't get a response from Meng Zhiyi, and lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

"Knowing ......"

He only muttered a few words and called his name, but he didn't say anything more.

Meng Zhiyi waited for a while, it was too warm around him, he hadn't felt so relieved for a long time, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

She vaguely seemed to hear Lu Nanfeng's voice in her ears, but she didn't have the consciousness to listen anymore.

The Qin family.

Mrs. Qin stood guard outside Qin Ling's door for a long time before she saw her open the door.

Qin Ling saw Mrs. Qin outside the door, her face was not very good, and she already knew what she was here for.

Seeing that Qin Ling didn't want to see her, Madam Qin sighed softly and said seriously, "Lingling, although you know what I want to say, I still have to come this time."

Qin Ling pursed his lips and twisted his face to something else.

Mrs. Qin held the swelling ointment in her hand, stuffed it into Qin Ling's hand, and pulled her into the house.

The big maid beside Mrs. Qin shouted far away from the maids in the courtyard, leaving space for the mother and daughter.

As soon as Mrs. Qin sat down here, tears flowed down her face.

"You don't know the situation in our house. I worked so hard to give birth to you! Your father has always wanted a firstborn son. After so many years, you don't know what I've been like......

In the Qin family's clan, Mrs. Qin has been very reluctant to see Mrs. Qin for so many years. Just because she only gave birth to a daughter, and she dominated the position of the Qin family, she didn't let those concubines enter the door.

Even if there is an outer room or something, it has disappeared inexplicably. Naturally, those children are also missing. As a result, now, Lord Qin has only one child by his side, Qin Ling.

Over the years, there have been a lot of rumors about Mrs. Qin in the clan.

Qin Ling didn't know either.

As soon as Madam Qin spoke, Qin Ling knew what she meant, and subconsciously began to resist, pulling his hand out of Madam Qin's hand.

"Mother, you don't have to say anything."

Mrs. Qin sighed again and grabbed Qin Ling's hand again, "Lingling, just take it as a mother, okay?" You fight a little bit. It should also be a backer for your mother. In the future, you have an identity and status, you look at the people in the clan, who dares to say that I am not half of me?"

"Mother can only rely on you. Don't give up your future for the sake of momentary love. Love is nothing, as long as you have status and identity in the future, what kind of man's love you can't get?"

Qin Ling frowned, he didn't like what Madam Qin said.

Mrs. Qin began to give an example again, "There is one thing you should have heard, your father had a woman he liked very much at that time, and the two of them gave and received it privately, and the family affairs were all settled. But didn't your father abandon her in the end?"

This is the first time Qin Ling has heard of this matter.

"Why did Daddy abandon her?"

Qin Ling subconsciously felt that his mother might have interfered with the marriage.

"Of course it's that woman, her family background is not good. It's not as much as your mother helped your father!" Speaking of this, Mrs. Qin was not without pride.

At that time, Qin Ling's father spent a lot of effort in order to get Mrs. Qin!

A trace of disdain crossed Qin Ling's eyes, "How can Dad be such a person? You know, it's still quite difficult to find someone you like in this world. Why don't you cherish it?"

"You're still too young to take these things too seriously. I tell you, there is no power in anything, and the future is the most important. As long as you have power in the future, what kind of love do you want not to get? Those are just the momentary greed of man."

Qin Ling wanted to refute Mrs. Qin's words, but after thinking about it, what he said was not unreasonable.

But how easy is it to get her to give up this moment of greed? Otherwise, how can it be called greed?

Madam Qin patted Qin Ling's hand, "Lingling, you are a smart person, whether it is for your mother, for our family, or for yourself, you should think about it carefully, and you should not be obsessed anymore."

"Tell me, if the two of you really love each other, your father might be able to support him, but now that people's minds are not on you at all, why should you be obsessed? Aren't you just embarrassing yourself?"

Qin Ling was still silent and didn't speak.

She understands all these truths.

But every time she said she wanted to let go, she met that person again, and her greed was able to control her thoughts again, making her unable to help herself.

"It's not too early, and I won't say much about other things, Lingling, think about it yourself."

After Mrs. Qin finished speaking, she left.

Qin Ling had been sitting in that position, quietly thinking about this matter.

Early morning.

Lu Nanfeng woke up the sleeping Meng Zhiyi.

Meng Zhiyi opened his eyes leisurely, glanced at Lu Nanfeng in front of him in a little confusion, and didn't react for a while What was going on!

Lu Nanfeng looked at her cute appearance, and couldn't help but bow his head and kiss her forehead.

Meng Zhiyi will get up if he can't sleep well, but the moment he is called out when he is asleep, he is as cute as a lost deer in the forest.

Lu Nanfeng's favorite thing to see is her like this, which is simply lovely.

Thinking like this, Lu Nanfeng couldn't put it down and hugged Meng Zhiyi in his arms.