The words fell with the wind, but no echo could be heard.
Ning Yujin hugged Mo Jingxiao's long legs and almost didn't dare to raise her head to look at him, for fear of saying "the crime is unpardonable" from those sexy thin lips.
But it’s okay to be unable to hear any noise. Ning Yujin thought for a while and decided to keep up the good work: “Your Highness Prince Ding, I have one hundred and eight reasons to explain today’s matter. First...
"
"why did not you tell me."
Mo Jingxiao interrupted suddenly, his clear voice seemed to be stained by cold wind and frost.
"Huh?" Ning Yujin was stunned for a moment, and then hugged Mo Jingxiao's thigh tighter, "Your Highness Prince Ding, there are 108 reasons why we don't tell you! First, it must be because we are afraid to tell you.
In the future, I will make you feel that it is unseemly to lower your dignity to do such a thing, so in order to preserve your majestic figure, we chose to remain silent! Secondly, for a noble person like you, His Highness Prince Ding, we will not
Maybe it’s not to pollute your ears by saying these nonsense. Third... third..."
"Okay, I can't make it up anymore," Ning Yujin slumped on the ground in frustration, staring at Mo Jingxiao's toes with lowered eyes, pouting and muttering in a low voice, "I just feel that if I tell the truth, you will
I won’t go to Quan Ningbo Mansion anymore.”
Without Mo Jingxiao, although this plan could still go ahead, it was far from the effect she wanted.
At that time, Aunt Zhao, Ning Yuning, and the others will only need to deal with the insiders as usual, and they will waste so much time and money on building relationships, which is not worth the gain.
She also thought about it countless times in the middle, whether it was worth taking the risk to use Mo Jingxiao. When weighing the pros and cons, there was always a voice in her heart that told her to do it boldly.
So she did it, and the result was as expected.
Ning Yuning was placed under house arrest under the order of the eldest lady. Yu Zhenji came to visit Ning Zhongjian to test Ning Zhongjian's feelings. If nothing happens, the "good match" Ning Yuning prepared for her will be given to her soon.
The only one who exceeded her expectations was Mo Jingxiao.
This man, whom she had never understood from the beginning, had no idea what kind of storm he had prepared for her.
Maybe, she really can never leave this Prince Ding's Mansion again?
Then does she want to explain her funeral now?
Well, this is very necessary.
"Your Highness Prince Ding, can you wait until I write my suicide note..."
She raised her head and said this.
But the moment he raised his head, he saw a hand stretched out in front of him. The fingers were long and thin, with thin calluses on them. There were several palm prints running across the palm of his hand. The wide sleeves and robe covered the wrist, which was inexplicably attractive.
Ning Yujin swallowed and finally raised her head to look at Mo Jingxiao.
He has a domineering and handsome face, outstanding figure, impressive nobility, and an aura so powerful that no one dares to ignore him.
He was such a man, looking at her condescendingly.
But even though the air-conditioning was lingering around her, Ning Yujin saw a warm light shining in those deep black eyes, which could just warm people's hearts.
Mo Jingxiao did not offend her.
This realization made her couldn't help but feel happy, her eyes fixed on his face, as if hoping to see a flower from that expressionless face.
But Mo Jingxiao seemed a little uncomfortable being stared at by her, his fingers curled up slightly, and he was about to take his hand back.
This time Ning Yujin knew better and quickly used the force of his own vicious dog to pounce on food, stretched out his hands and grabbed him!
Grasp……
Ahem, it doesn’t matter where you grab it, what matters is——
"Your Highness Prince Ding, are you really not angry with us?!"
Mo Jingxiao let Ning Yujin jump around him like a clingy puppy, while he walked very calmly into the house and answered with one word: "Sheng."
Ning Yujin almost lost her footing and quickly steadied herself and said aggrievedly: "Why? Didn't I explain all the reasons clearly?"
Mo Jingxiao also stopped and looked back at her. His phoenix eyes flew away, and a wanton wind suddenly rose.
"why did not you tell me."
Ning Yujin suddenly went crazy: "Haven't we already explained this problem?"
But Mo Jingxiao still stared at her, obviously not wanting to tell her the answer she just gave.
Ning Yujin scratched her head and scratched her head, thinking hard, but she really didn't understand what Mo Jingxiao wanted her to say. She could only throw stones and ask for directions: "Your Highness, Prince Ding, can you give me a hint?"
But at this moment, Mo Jingxiao suddenly reached out his hand and rubbed her hair, which was already messy by the wind, even more messily.
"In the future, if there is someone you want to deal with, please tell me."
"ah?"
Ning Yujin opened her mouth wide and looked at Mo Jingxiao without saying anything.
Mo Jingxiao looked at her stupid look and raised his eyebrows slightly: "I have been busy lately, so I can help you deal with the people you want to deal with."
Ning Yujin's mouth twitched.
Your Highness, Prince Ding, your hobby is truly unique.
And as the leader of Daye, who is less than ten thousand people, will His Highness Prince Ding be too busy?
Then why did she hear Murong Xuan complain that Mo Jingxiao was doing official business until midnight again every time she came here?
Maybe...
Maybe he was really too busy.
Some words floated lightly in the night wind.
It seems that someone is saying: Whatever you want to do, I will do it without getting your hands dirty.
*
He followed Mo Jingxiao into the resting yard of Li Zhang Hall and had a supper here as usual.
While Ning Yujin was eating the latest cakes and fruits sent from the palace, she continued what she just said: "We are good people, and we don't advocate cleaning up people. It's too bloody."
"A good person?" Mo Jingxiao raised his eyes and glanced at her, his eyes suddenly softened, and his voice suddenly dropped, "Indeed."
Ning Yujin didn't hear what he said, she just buried her head in eating, lost in thought.
Mo Jingxiao sat opposite her and kept watching her eat, but as he watched, he could tell something was wrong.
This girl usually just eats the same two pieces, but now she just stares at what's in front of her, and she's almost finished the two plates, but she's still aware of it!
There must be something wrong!
Mo Jingxiao immediately stood up, stretched out his hand to grab the tablecloth and wrapped it up. With just a few hands, he wrapped up all the snacks on the table and threw them aside.
While taking action, he had already taken out the tea bowl and put it back in front of Ning Yujin.
Ning Yujin looked at Mo Jingxiao blankly, not understanding what he meant.
But Mo Jingxiao looked at her with a stern face: "Drink."
After being scolded by Mo Jingxiao, Ning Yujin was shocked to realize that her throat was dry. She quickly picked up the tea bowl and took a few big sips before she recovered.
Mo Jingxiao saw that her face softened slightly, his eyebrows relaxed, and he sat in front of her again: "Tell me, what were you thinking about in a daze just now?"
"think……"
Ning Yujin pursed her lips and hesitated for a while, then suddenly raised her eyes to look at Mo Jingxiao and asked, "Your Highness, Prince Ding, when you go to the battlefield to fight the enemy, do you ever feel soft-hearted?"