After reconciliation, I was stared at by the sickly son-in-law

Chapter 170
Then he asked cautiously in his tone: "My lord, are you there?"

It was Orange Shadow's voice.

Ning Yichen frowned when his thoughts were interrupted, feeling a little displeased.

But Cheng Ying is not as eyeless as Qing Xuan, he came so late, maybe there is something urgent.

So Ning Yichen let him in.

"Orange Shadow, come in."

Orange Shadow pushed the door in, with very little movement, and then closed it intimately.

He saluted: "My lord."

Ning Yichen looked at Cheng Ying indifferently, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Cheng Ying took out an envelope from her pocket, handed it to Ning Yichen, and said, "This is a letter from Xiwu."

"Ah Yao sent it?" Ning Yichen got up from his seat, his tone visibly excited.

Without waiting for Cheng Ying to answer, she snatched the letter over, opened it and asked.

The corners of Cheng Ying's mouth twitched, and he was quite speechless.

Your Majesty, you have already started dismantling it yourself, so what's the point of asking this again?
But speechless is speechless, he didn't dare to complain in front of Ning Yichen, he was not that weak Qingxuan.

Cheng Ying's expression looked extremely serious: "Yes!"

"According to the person who delivered the letter, it was written by Princess Changle herself, so I will send it to you, Young Master, as soon as possible."

Ning Yichen watched carefully, not missing a word, and his cold eyes gradually softened.

Cheng Ying looked surprised. Before following Shizi in the future, he only felt that Qingxuan's words were exaggerated. It was only after following Shizi these days that he discovered that his master had such a side.

As long as it is about Princess Changle, the son is like this, the corners of his mouth are raised, his eyes are full of indifference, and he is full of tenderness.

Yes, a gentle look softens the aloofness and indifference of the son among all living beings.

It's a pity that there is only one Princess Changle in this world who can get him like this.

I don't know what kind of person that Princess Changle is, so that the son is so lazy.

Just when Cheng Ying was slightly in a daze, the sound of his fingers tapping on the table brought him back to his senses.

He subconsciously glanced at Ning Yichen and asked, "My lord, what's the matter?"

Ning Yichen frowned, because he was thinking too much, Cheng Ying was the same as Qing Xuan, with the same blank look.

"I'm going to rest, you go back first."

Cheng Ying was puzzled: "Senior Ke, this is your study."

So resting in the study?

Ning Yichen choked, and he looked at Cheng Ying with cool eyes: "You don't need to ask so many questions, you can go out first."

"...Yes." Cheng Ying hesitated for a moment, but already noticed the dangerous look in Ning Yichen's eyes, and hurriedly responded.

After walking a few steps, she seemed to remember something again, turned around, and said, "My lord, Jiang Rao came to look for you in the evening, but you went to another place at that time, and my subordinate sent you away."

Today's Jiang Rao has a miserable life in Miaojiang.

She lost her title of Saintess, lost most of her martial arts internal strength, and lost her tongue, so she couldn't speak. Wherever she went, she would be humiliated and bullied.

Especially the daughter of the noble family of Miaojiang who she offended when she was the saint of Miaojiang, and now I see her jokes one by one.

Some people in Miaojiang couldn't bear to bully a weak woman because they were kind and soft-hearted, or they felt pity or greed because of Jiang Rao's enchanting and beautiful face, so they couldn't help but help her.

But that didn't help either.

Getting it is the crazier revenge of those who can't understand Jiang Rao.

Regarding these, Ning Yichen didn't care at all.

If it wasn't for Jiang Rao's value now, he would have killed her long ago.

Therefore, when Cheng Ying mentioned Jiang Rao, Ning Yichen, who had a gentle expression on his face, instantly turned cold: "In the future, you don't need to tell me about Jiang Rao, you can handle it yourself."

"Yes." Cheng Ying's mind was brighter than Qing Xuan's, and he immediately understood where Ning Yichen's displeasure came from, and immediately said: "This subordinate understands, then you should rest earlier, and this subordinate will leave."

With that said, he really left without looking back.

Ning Yichen walked slowly to the window, and the bright moonlight shone on the letter, making the words on it more clear.

Ning Yuchen couldn't help but curled up his lips again, his eyes were extremely gentle.

Ah Yao said in the letter that it was snowing at Xiwu, she asked him if he knew what the weather was like at Dongling?It should be cold, but not snowy.

A Yao also asked, how is the matter on his side handled?Is Youyi Palace still obstructing it?

Finally, Ah Yao asked again, did he take care of himself?Did you miss her?

He naturally missed her, thinking like crazy.

Ah Yao also knew, so at the end of this letter, he wrote such a sentence.

I only wish that the king's heart resembles my heart, and I will never let go of love.

Certainly not indifferent.

Ah Yao is like this, so is he.

Ning Yichen looked down, and the cold wind came from outside the window, messing up a few strands of hair on Ning Yichen's forehead, making him look a bit desolate.

He leaned against the window, gently folded the envelope, raised his head, and looked at the bright lights not far away.

It is the place where Miaojiang sacrificed in the past dynasties, and a huge banyan tree that has been around for hundreds of years is used as an offering.

Under the banyan tree is the altar.

It is the place where the people of Miaojiang enshrine the gods and seek the protection of the gods.

The people of Miaojiang believed in this, but he knew it was just a big joke.

There are indeed gods in the sky, but the gods are not selfless, and their earthly people are nothing more than ants to the gods.

He didn't believe it long ago.

Ah Yao, just wait, even if you do something against the sky, I will change that ridiculous fate for you and myself.

Seibu fell intermittently, and it snowed a lot one after another.

On the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, a family of three from Lin Xiancheng, who was far away in Xunyang County, came to the capital.

No, I can't be called Lin County Cheng anymore, I should be called Lin County Magistrate. After all these years, I have finally been promoted to a higher level.

Princess An Ding waited in person at the gate of the princess mansion to greet her, which was enough to give face to the deceased son-in-law.

"Nuan Wei sees Your Royal Highness the Eldest Princess." Lin Nuan saluted the Eldest Princess Anding with a smile.

Princess Anding immediately helped Lin Nuanwei up and smiled lovingly: "This is Nuanwei, she is really sensible."

After speaking, he took Lin Nuanwei's hand and said to Lin County Magistrate and his wife, "Brother and sister-in-law don't need to be polite, it's cold here, let's go in and talk about it."

Even though we haven't seen each other for many years, the tacit understanding from before has not disappeared at all.

The three looked at each other and smiled, and walked in one after the other.

As soon as it was settled, a maid from the Princess Mansion brought hot tea.

"Brother and sister-in-law, drink some hot tea to warm up your body, it will be bad if you get cold." Princess Anding said with concern.

Then she looked at Lin Nuanwei: "Nuanwei and you too."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Lin Nuan replied with a smile.

Princess Anding waved her hand coolly: "You don't have to be so polite with Bengong, Nuanwei, you can just call Aunt Bengong."

(End of this chapter)