In fact, sometimes, some things are impossible to think about in detail.
Just like what Murong Xuan thought about, why didn't Ning Yujin never think about it?
It's just that sometimes she's terribly afraid of trouble. She would rather all these simple speculations are false. Qi Yunqian only likes her because she is Mo Jingxiao's woman.
That's all.
But think about Qi Yunqian. He didn't show any surprise when he learned that King Jingyang's rebellion failed, as if he had expected it. Then he did this just to bring trouble to Daye and Mo Jing.
Let them add some trouble.
So he had already anticipated failure and had arranged so many escape routes for himself, so why didn't he quit at the most appropriate time?
Obviously, he can escape unscathed.
Thinking of that time——
Mo Jingxiao asked him: "Why don't you leave?"
He said: "Mo Jingxiao, it's because I have a crush on your woman. Is this reason enough?"
Ning Yujin felt that the development of things was a bit magical, and she quickly shook her head to get rid of all the mess in her mind.
"Mr. Murong, in fact, even if Qi Yunqian didn't arrange an escape route for himself, you wouldn't really arrest him, right?"
Murong Xuan neither affirmed nor denied, but after a long time he said: "I have my own thoughts."
Ning Yujin nodded clearly.
She actually understood some things without having to explain them. Sometimes, Mo Jingxiao also had his difficulties.
Just like he could obviously lead the Xiaozi Battalion to fight all the way to the hometown of the barbarians in North Vietnam, but he only stuck to the border line and could only drive the enemy thirty miles away.
Just imagine that one day, the cavalry of Mo Jingxiao's army traveled across Eastern Qi and North Vietnam, conquered the thirteen tribes of Xizhou, and unified the world in Daye. Then the person on the throne of the Nine-Fiveth Lord still needs to retain a meritorious service.
What do people who are high-minded do?
This world is so dramatic.
In Qinghui Hall, Ning Yujin listened to Murong Xuan's eloquent account of everything that had happened in the past two days, and all the doubts in her mind were cleared.
i Of course, after listening to it for so long, she still gave a thumbs up in a dignified manner and said with admiration: "Mr. Murong is really awesome! I bet the storyteller in Taibailou is far better than you!"
Murong Xuan glanced at Ning Yujin with a strange look, and finally said slowly: "Zizhan is not talented. Most of those storytelling scripts were written by me."
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Ning Yujin stood up and left, smiling awkwardly: "Well, I suddenly remembered that Xiangyue called me home for dinner."
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Xiangyue did prepare a large table of dishes for Ning Yujin to celebrate her safe return.
only……
"What? You want me to use chopsticks to drink soup? Use a spoon to eat vegetables? Xiangyue, what do you mean by this?" Ning Yujin immediately raised her hands and feet in protest.
You know, eating without a piece of tableware is just like using a sword and an ax for a scholar to write and draw, or using a pen, ink, paper and inkstone for a soldier to go to the battlefield. It's all necessary!
However, the protest was ineffective, Xiang Yueyun said calmly: "If you don't want to eat it, you don't have to eat it. At worst, I won't cook it for you in the future."
Ning Yujin immediately lifted the table: "You, you, you!"
Who is the maid here? Who is the master?
After all, she is also the young lady of Quan Ningbo Mansion, after all she is the goddaughter of Prime Minister Su, and she is also the future Princess Ding. Are they allowed to bully her like this?
Ning Yujin decided to show off her momentum, lifted up her skirt and stuck it on her belt like a man, stepped on the stool, put her elbows on her knees, and said angrily: "Eat, just eat.
Who is afraid of whom!"
The little girls around suddenly burst into laughter.
Xiangyue looked at Ning Yujin's expression of staring blankly at death, and finally convinced her. But when she thought about the suffering they had suffered here in recent days, she felt angry.
She should be punished once and let her experience the suffering.
However, Ning Yujin didn't suffer much during this meal. Ultimately, it was because, just as she was about to start, she saw a dark shadow at the door suddenly pressing over her. When she looked up, Mo Jingxiao had already arrived in the house.
Come on, those little girls dared to chat with Ning Yujin, so how dare they act so arrogantly in front of Mo Jingxiao? They immediately placed two sets of cutlery on the table and all of them left.
Suddenly there were only two people left in the room. Ning Yujin lost interest in eating and turned to look at Mo Jingxiao, wanting to ask him how the situation in the palace was.
But she didn't expect that before she opened her mouth, Mo Jingxiao reached out and held her in his arms.
The broad arms, the thick chest, the man's powerful and long breathing, and the pounding heartbeat.
His breath is so familiar, once you touch it, you never want to separate.
But now, Ning Yujin realizes that there are advantages to being petite and delicate. At least being held in the arms of a tall and powerful man like Mo Jingxiao gives her a sense of belonging like a little bird.
Just holding her so quietly, no one said anything, and time seemed to stand still for a moment.
Ning Yujin leaned on Mo Jingxiao's chest, looking at his beard that had sprouted black stubble, and the messy thoughts in his head didn't know where they went.
She didn't know how long it had passed before she was suddenly startled and jumped up from Mo Jingxiao's arms: "Ah! I almost forgot!"
"What?" Mo Jingxiao's low voice sounded in her ears, with a hint of manly hoarseness and magnetism, and it sounded so good.
Ning Yujin stretched out her hand and touched the back of her head, and smiled sheepishly: "Hey, I just suddenly thought that the food on the table will get cold if you don't eat it, and it won't taste good if it gets cold."
This foodie...
"Go and eat." Mo Jingxiao had no choice but to let her go and watch her happily run to the dinner table.
The embrace that suddenly lost its soft and delicate body was suddenly rushed in by the wind, blowing away the warmth just now, making people feel a little empty.
Over there, Ning Yujin had already begun to eat spicy food without any courtesy. She looked like a starving ghost reincarnated. Her mouth was all greasy. When she ate the spicy shrimp, it was so spicy that she shed tears.
, there is no sense of being a lady at all.
It seemed that at that moment, eating was her whole world.
But what makes our Prince Ding very gratified is that even at this time, his little princess has not forgotten him: "Axiao, this, eat this quickly, this is absolutely delicious! And this, make sure you haven't eaten it.
Pass!"
Well, these are all fine. If there was no last sentence, Mo Jingxiao felt that he was quite touched.
"Axiao, look, I've made you eat so much, so don't take these plates of meat from me!"