Ning Yujin always felt that Mo Jingxiao was extremely cold.
But when you walked up to him in the cold windy night, when your mink fur coat and wide cloak couldn't resist the cold attack, he opened his hands and put you in his arms, a
A simple action will give you enough warmth.
This was simply the most wonderful thing in the world, just like the spring breeze blowing across the earth, causing buds to sprout and flowers to bloom in her heart.
There seemed to be a feeling in my chest that was so sweet that it was so sweet.
"Why are your hands so cold? Didn't you use a heater?" The thick and warm palms wrapped the small hands inside. Mo Jingxiao took a breath of hot air and rubbed them with his hands.
Ning Yujin stared at his handsome features and smiled lowly. She didn't know what to answer: "I don't know. It seems to be useful. I don't know why I lost it on the road."
"Lost it?" Mo Jingxiao raised his head and glanced at Ning Yujin. He couldn't help but shake his head with a smile. He reached out and scratched her nose, "You."
How careless do you have to be to lose something like a heater?
He couldn't remember how many times Murong Xuan had told him that although Miss Ning San was a girl, few men in the world could match her in terms of medical skills and intelligence.
But every time he saw her showing such a cute little womanly attitude, he had the urge to keep her firmly in his arms and never weather the storm.
It would be great to just let her stay like this forever.
Ning Yujin didn't pay attention to the soft light in Mo Jingxiao's phoenix eyes at the moment. Her thoughts went astray, thinking about when she lost the heater: "Mr.
It was still there when I was at the house, and then I slept in the carriage, and then the carriage stopped... That's right!"
She suddenly raised her head and looked at Mo Jingxiao quickly: "I almost forgot that I have something to tell you."
"Ahem, it just so happens that Zizhan also has something to say. I wonder if I can disturb you two for a moment." At this time, Murong Xuan popped his head out of the window and looked at the two of them with an embarrassed look on his face.
Ning Yujin raised her head from Mo Jingxiao's arms and rolled her eyes at Murong Xuanyi again: "Aren't you disturbing me?"
"Cough cough cough cough..." Murong Xuan suddenly couldn't help coughing violently.
"Come in." Mo Jingxiao glanced at Murong Xuan lightly, put his arm around Ning Yujin, and entered the flower hall.
Just as Murong Xuan stepped into the room, he heard Ning Yujin's voice again: "Mr. Murong, please close the door and the window."
"Oh, why is it so difficult for me to be a human being?" Murong Xuan couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, then went to close the door and close the window resignedly.
On the seat, Mo Jingxiao sat there calmly, his posture as tall and straight as ever, his domineering face still handsome and resolute, and his aura was overwhelming. Although he had no internal strength to support him for the time being, no one had ever dared to look down upon him.
But today, Ning Yujin seemed unwilling to leave the warm embrace. She stayed there and refused to leave. Only a small head was exposed from the chest embroidered with purple and gold five-clawed python patterns, and she looked at Murong Xuan with a smile.
.
After Murong Xuan silently recited two sentences, "See no evil, see no evil", he returned to his normal and calm attitude.
"Which one of you two will speak first?" Mo Jingxiao glanced at Murong Xuan, then lowered his head and focused his gaze on Ning Yujin.
Ning Yujin and Murong Xuan looked at each other and said at the same time——
"Mr. Murong, speak first!"
"Miss Third, speak first!"
After speaking in unison, the two of them were stunned for a moment, paused for half a second, and then said -
"Then I'll say it first."
"Then Zizhan has agreed first."
This statement immediately made the three people present couldn't help but laugh.
Finally, Mo Jingxiao spoke: "I think the two of you are talking about the same question, so it's the same for everyone. Zhan, let's talk about it for you."
"You are wise," Murong Xuan raised his hand, glanced at Ning Yujin, and then said, "What Zizhan is going to say is indeed related to Miss Third."
"What?" When Ning Yujin heard that it was related to her, she immediately served some snacks.
Murong Xuan's eyebrows condensed and he said: "Just now, a shadow guard came back to the house to ask Third Miss for a report. Zizhan was afraid of disturbing me and Third Miss, so he asked him to tell Zizhan everything he wanted. Get the news from him
, Zhu Hui, commander of the Third Battalion of Xuanwu Camp, put the couple who bumped into the third lady on the street today to death row."
"The one who bumped into you?" Mo Jingxiao quickly checked Ning Yujin, "Is there any injury?"
Ning Yujin immediately raised her arms and said proudly: "Did you see my little arms? Did you see my biceps? With such a strong body like mine, how could I be injured anywhere?"
Mo Jingxiao completely ignored her nonsense, checked himself and made sure everything was fine before giving up: "What's going on?"
Ning Yujin originally wanted to say this, but she was overtaken by Murong Xuan, who immediately recounted the entire incident from beginning to end.
"Third Miss, you are saying that Master Qi Yueqi saved that little girl?" Murong Xuan frowned deeper, as if he was thinking about something.
"Yes." Ning Yujin nodded and looked at Murong Xuan, "Mr. Murong, is there anything wrong with this?"
"There's nothing wrong, I just think it's a bit of a coincidence." Murong Xuan thought about it for a while, and in the end he could only attribute Qi Yue's appearance to a coincidence.
After all, Zhu Hui knew that Qi Yue's inference was absolutely correct. It was the Prince of Jingyang who targeted Ning Yujin this time.
Mo Jingxiao also looked at Murong Xuan at this time, and said calmly: "Zizhan, those two people have not been sentenced yet..."
"He was put on death row without being sentenced!" Murong Xuan immediately understood what Mo Jingxiao meant. He immediately put aside his doubts and his expression became serious, "It seems that those two people are in danger."
"What?" Ning Yujin looked at the two of them. She really didn't understand much about this.
Murong Xuan immediately explained to her: "This practice is still left over from the previous dynasty. It is said that Prime Minister Zhao Xingtang of the previous dynasty was upright, considerate of the people, honest and honest, and had a high reputation among the people and the court, which aroused the attention of those in power.
Jealousy. Then one day, someone found an excuse to arrest Prime Minister Zhao on death row and threw him into a place where a prisoner who had suffered from the plague lived. After a few days, Prime Minister Zhao died.
He was in jail. At that time, the case had not yet been tried, and his grievances had not been washed away, and a famous prime minister just passed away."
"And later on, I don't know why, this method became popular among the high-ranking officials and nobles at that time. Anyone who offended them would be caught and thrown into a specific cell on death row, and let them die of the plague, not only silently, but also
, in the end I didn’t even know how to pursue the case. Because the corpses had to be burned immediately to prevent the plague from spreading, not only were the families of those people unable to seek justice, but they could not even see the corpses of their loved ones.”
This was the first time Ning Yujin heard such an appalling thing. She couldn't help but shudder and asked in a low voice: "Sir, do you mean that this method is still used today?"
"There are moths in every dynasty, and this is inevitable."
Murong Xuan let out a long sigh. Just as he was about to talk about the past and present and express his emotions, he was interrupted by Mo Jingxiao's words——