After saying that, Nan Qingjue ignored the furious Nan Jinghuan, hugged the restless Su Moliang tightly, gestured to the bearer, and left the Prince's Mansion in a carriage.

Nan Jinghuan, who was furious and anxious, was left standing there alone, grinning.

Su Moliang was really frightened when she heard that raw rice was required to be cooked.

When she was actually brought into his bedroom by Nan Qingjue, her face was already turning red and blue.

"You - what are you going to do -" She immediately covered her chest and stared at him warily.

Nan Qingjue raised his eyebrows coldly, "Of course it's the bridal chamber flowers and candles!"

"Damn it, who wants to marry you? Get out of here!" Su Moliang's eyes widened in shock, and his hair suddenly exploded.

Nan Qing seemed to have been accustomed to her struggle for a long time. He just regarded her as scratching and ignored her completely.

Just when Su Moliang was on the verge of going berserk, he suddenly threw her on the bed, pulled the quilt over her body, then gently leaned over and pressed a kiss on her forehead: "Sleep, don't let me sleep again."

Worry anxiously."

The movements were gentle, but the voice was cold and hard. The contrast was so great that it actually made Su Moliang shiver.

What the hell is Nan Qingjue up to again?

Seeing her frightened expression, Nan Qingjue's tenderness was suddenly extinguished.

He must be crazy to be gentle to her!

Who knows how he felt when he heard that Su Moliang had really married into the prince's palace in a sedan chair!

It was an impulse to kill her!

In this life, Nan Qing never wants to do it again.

Thinking of this, his face turned gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice.

Then, he greeted the bearer and walked out of the bedroom. Even though he was furious, he still didn't forget to close the door for her.

When Su Moliang saw this, his expression was startled, and he couldn't think straight.

Is he worried about her?

What are you anxious about? What are you worried about?

He was fine when he entered the house, but his face was dark when he left. I really couldn't guess what he was thinking.

Su Moliang's mind was full of questions, but the old man Zhenjun in the Medicine Cauldron Space had a bright mind.

Nan Qingjue was obviously jealous and worried about her sudden remarriage to Nan Jinghuan!

You guessed it, according to Nan Qingjue's temperament, when he heard the Empress Dowager ordered Su Moliang to remarry, he could still hold his own at first because he thought Su Moliang would not really get into the sedan chair, but she actually got married.

After entering the Prince's Mansion, he also paid homage to Nan Jinghuan.

After receiving this kind of precise news, Nan Qing Jue was almost furious to death. He couldn't sit still anymore and started to kill without stopping.

Fortunately, Su Moliang didn't really pay homage to the prince, otherwise Nan Qingjue would probably be unable to control himself and want to strangle her to death.

Old Man Zhenjun discovered that although Su Moliang was very smart, he was an idiot emotionally.

He mourned for three minutes of silence for Nan Qingjue’s journey to pursue his wife——

Su Moliang thought for a long time and came to no conclusion, so he simply fell asleep with his head covered.

She got up too early today and spent most of the day worrying about the marriage between the third lady and Nan Jinghuan. She was already sleepy to death.

After this sleep, she slept until late at night before faintly waking up.

Su Moliang had always been a light sleeper and very alert, but for some reason, he slept very soundly in the shady man's territory today.

When she woke up in a daze, she rubbed her eyes and looked around the room curiously, only to find an incense burner on a table not far away. The smell wafting from the incense burner was fresh and pleasant.

Curious, she got up and walked over, opened the incense burner, looked at the medicinal materials inside, and her eyes flashed with surprise.

Isn't this jujube grass?

Although this jujube grass is not a medicinal material that has been around for hundreds of years, it is a very rare medicinal material. Without a specific climate and soil, they cannot grow at all.

"Such a treasure was actually used by Nan Qing Jue as a spice maker. What a waste of natural resources!" Su Moliang smacked his lips in disapproval.

The old man Zhenjun in the Medicine Cauldron Space said somewhat speechlessly: "Girl, this medicinal material has the effect of calming the mind and promoting sleep. I'm not just wasting natural resources, I just want you to have a good night's sleep."

Su Moliang didn't think about it at this level. When the old man Zhenjun reminded him like this, his expression was shocked and he raised his eyebrows in disbelief: "Is Nanqing really so good?"

The old man Zhenjun rolled his eyes and ignored her.

At this moment, Lu Man, who was waiting outside, seemed to hear the movement inside. He suddenly knocked on the door and asked in a low voice: "Miss, are you up?"

Su Moliang was startled when he heard Lu Man's voice: "Well, I'm up."

After hearing this, Lu Man opened the door and walked in.

"Why are you here too?" Su Moliang remembered that after being captured by Nan Qingjue, he forgot about Luman.

Lu Man blinked with a smile and said excitedly: "The Ninth Prince sent someone to pick up the slave girl and Aunt An, and even specially arranged a room for us, which is very considerate."

Su Moliang was a little surprised when he heard this.

Nan Qingjue looked cold and ruthless, but she didn't expect that she could be so considerate, even her maids and grandma came to serve her.

This fact made Su Moliang somewhat satisfied.

For Lu Man, this was the first time except for Su Moliang that she had received such preferential treatment. The Ninth Prince's housekeeper did not treat them as human beings at all, but treated them like friends of the young lady, making them flattered. She

The young girl's heart soon became biased.

"Miss, you are indeed the right person to marry the Ninth Prince."

Su Mo gave her a cold look: "Why are you marrying me? I haven't married him yet, okay? It was he who took me back by force."

"It's better to be captured by force than to marry the prince voluntarily." Lu Man pouted and muttered.

Su Moliang had nothing to say in reply.

It seems that's really what happened.

Perhaps, by staying with the scheming man, Nan Jinghuan can give up and can neither forcefully marry her nor harass her.

If Nan Jinghuan still doesn't give up, then she will close the door and let Nan Qingjue go!

Thinking of this, Su Moliang felt pretty good.

Seeing that Su Moliang was in a good mood, Lu Man also laughed. She smiled and suddenly thought of something. She slapped her head hard: "Oh, look at my brain, miss. The prince has prepared dinner for you. Are you hungry?"

It’s been a day, let’s go to the lobby to have dinner.”

Su Moliang raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect Nan Qingjue to be quite thoughtful.

It was getting dark now, at least it was early in the morning, and he actually prepared a midnight snack for her.

Not bad!

Su Moliang nodded and followed Lu Man towards the main hall.

As soon as he entered the hall, Su Moliang smelled the aroma of rice, and his stomach growled even more fiercely as he had long been planning an empty city.

Su Moliang was not polite, and immediately sat down, took out the soul-seizing needle and inserted it into the food to test the poison.

"If I want to kill you, I only need to move my finger. Why go to the trouble of poisoning you?"

At this time, a cold voice suddenly came from the door of the hall. The familiar voice quality and indifferent tone suddenly made Su Moliang's hand holding the silver needle stiff, and his face instantly turned to embarrassment.

I saw Nan Qingjue coming in on a carriage, and sat on the side of the dining table with the bearers waiting on him. The maid immediately set out the bowls and chopsticks for him, as if he wanted to have dinner with her!

"Um, Your Majesty, why don't you sleep at this late hour?" Su Moliang looked at him doubtfully.

"I haven't had dinner and can't sleep." Nan Qingjue replied coldly.

Su Moliang was surprised.

It's already early in the morning, and he hasn't had dinner yet. Are you kidding her?

At this time, the green man on the side was chirping and explained: "Miss, the prince has not eaten yet in order to wait for you to have dinner together. These meals were prepared early in the morning, but the lady has not woken up, and the prince has not let anyone

I disturbed your sleep, so I don’t know how many times the food has been heated by the slave."

Forehead--

Su Moliang glanced at Nan Qingjue in surprise, and then realized that although the latter's face was expressionless and cold, his ears were a little red -
Chapter completed!