Ning Yi didn't expect any response from his mother, and began to arrange, "As for these two old slaves, they will be removed from their duties as housekeepers, and his husband and wife will personally go to Jingqin Pavilion to clean up the pool, and then each receive thirty boards." Mother, what do you think? Ning Yi said.

Chen sneered, "You've decided everything, and you're still asking me what to do?" ”

"Mother, in fact, this is the best, in the future, if your aunt helps you take care of the house, you will not be deceived by those minions. As for these two evil slaves, they should be punished well. Ning Zhi said busily

Chen's heart is angry and painful, and now that even her daughter is not close to her own heart, what is the meaning of her life?

"Zijiu's arrangement is the most appropriate." Old Mrs. Yang said. "The third daughter-in-law, after that, you also pay more attention to the things in the house, you and the second daughter-in-law will prepare the birthday banquet together, and you can't make any more mistakes."

"Yes, old lady." Zhang's back.

Chen was extremely angry in his heart, when the old lady spoke, what else could she say, she could only endure this breath.

"Grandmother, the most aggrieved thing in this matter is the princess, I haven't gone to see the princess since I came back, I went first." Ning Yi said.

The old lady nodded, "You go!"

At this time, Jingping already knew what was happening in the house, which was naturally expected by her.

When she returned to the Hou Mansion today, she never expected that the Chen family would be so neglectful to her. However, she is Zijiu's mother, so it is really inconvenient to make a move, and she is impatient to make a move.

So what she did was to be quiet, as long as Zijiu came back and saw the scene in Jingqin Pavilion, he didn't need her to say anything, he would deal with it.

Thinking like this, Ning Yi entered the house.

When he entered the house, he saw Jingping writing, so he walked over to look.

Seeing that what she was writing at this time was Dingfeng Turmoil, there was a bit of manly coolness in the quiet and quiet words, Ning Yi saw her write that bamboo canes and mango shoes were lighter than horses, who was afraid? A cloud of smoke and rain is Ren Ping's life.

Ning Yi couldn't help but feel agitated in her heart when she looked at it, thinking that Yanyan's mind had never been inferior to that of men, but she didn't expect that the poems she liked were so refreshing and heroic.

"Yanyan's words are so beautiful."

Jingping smiled lightly: "Brother Xiaojiu, also write a few words!" ”

Ning Yi took the brush from her hand, paused slightly, and then wrote that he was drunk and picked up the lamp to look at the sword, and dreamed of blowing the horn and the company camp. Eight hundred miles of fire, fifty strings turned over the outside sound, and the battlefield was an autumn soldier.

Jingping looked at Ning Yi's words, resolute and resolute, swaying the atmosphere, like iron scratching silver hook. She said: "Brother Xiaojiu, is all about going back to the barracks? ”

"The world is undecided, and the ambition is unpaid, but I am here." Ning Yi said.

"Now that there is a truce in the north, the world has been decided, and Brother Xiao Jiu can also feel a little at ease." Jingping said.

"The ambition of the wolf son in the north, when he takes this breath, he will definitely do it again." Ning Yi said.

"If there is really that day, Brother Xiao Jiu wants to draw his spear and go on the expedition, Yan Yan is willing to follow Brother Xiao Jiu and help you set foot in the north, do you think it's okay?" Jingping held the jade on his waist and looked up at him.

Ning Yi's heart moved, "You are the most respected princess in Da'an, and the military camp is a bitter cold place, how can I let you suffer?" ”

"Does Brother Xiao Jiu also have the same opinion as a secular man? Who says women can't fight on the battlefield? When my mother was young, she was quite famous in the army, and she fought with my father for several years. What my mother can do, I can do as much as Yuan Wanyan. ”

Ning Yi hugged her and stroked her cheek with the other.

It's just that he dances with knives and swords all the year round, and her big palms and fingers are thick calluses, and her skin is very delicate, so rubbing on her face makes her quite itchy.

"It's itchy!" Jingping grabbed his hand.

Ning Yi saw that her cheeks were a little red, and his Yan Yan was really delicate.