Lord Shizi's favorite is a crazy beauty

Last year when Qin Yu disappeared suddenly, the prime minister's mansion went crazy secretly, but on the surface it claimed that Qin Yu had left Beijing to pray for Ye Moze.

At that time, Ye Moze was still lingering on the sick bed, and it was reasonable for Qin Yu, as Ye Moze's fiancée, to pray for her to leave Beijing.

No one doubted the rhetoric of the prime minister's mansion.

Until now, Qin Yu has returned, so this so-called blessing should be over.

*
Princess House.

Hearing the news from Wan Sheng, Qing Yu couldn't help but smile slightly, praying for Ye Moze?Qin Shiyuan was lucky enough to be able to think of such a reason.

According to Qin Yu's temperament, Ye Moze was seriously ill, and he probably wished he could live in Prince Liang's mansion to take care of him every day, how could he be willing to leave Shengjing.

"Do you know where Qin Yu went before?"

After praying for blessings, the general will be young for half a year, so let's just fool the people in Shengjing with such a reason.

Wan Sheng shook her head. It was unknown who did Qin Yu's disappearance before, and her actions were quite neat.

"Miss, do you want to investigate?"

"No, when Qin Yu comes back, it's not us who should be worried.

After all, it is the matter of the two kings in Shengjing who are fighting, and we don't need to intervene now. "

Ning Zhi came in with a bowl of ginseng soup, the fragrance was overflowing, but Qing Yu still keenly smelled the faint smell of Chinese medicine.

"Drink the ginseng soup first."

After finishing the words, he picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful, put it near his mouth and blew it, before feeding it into Qingyu's mouth.

Seeing this, Wan Sheng turned around and walked out, not forgetting to close the door behind her.

Once these two people get bored, they act like no one else, even if they are as indifferent as Wan Sheng, they can't help but feel sweet.

"You have been in this body for almost seven months now."

Qingyu gave a shallow "hmm".

But Ning Zhi continued to speak, "Time flies so slowly."

Qingyu: "???"

Why do you think there is something in this guy's conversation?
Ning Zhi leaned against the head of the bed, holding Qing Yu in his arms, with a smile that couldn't be concealed between his brows and eyes.

All he wanted in this life was nothing more than this.

It's great, there will be countless days to spend in such a leisurely and leisurely time.

*
Since the burial of Mu Xiyin and Ning Si, Ning Jiangyu drank his sorrows every day, and even the matter of Ye Jinyu was thrown out of the blue by him.

Only when he is drunk and his thoughts drift away, can Ning Jiangyu temporarily forget the loneliness that seems to be only him in this world.

Night, slightly cool.

Ning Jiangyu raised the jug and poured all the wine in the jug into his mouth.

Spicy into the throat, but Ning Jiangyu especially likes this slightly tingling feeling.

Only in this way can he feel that he is still alive.

"My lord, don't drink it. If the concubine and son know that you treat yourself like this, it will be very sad."

Qingyan tried to snatch the jug from Ning Jiangyu's hand, but failed.

"Damn!
Who the hell dares to stop me from drinking! "

Ning Jiangyu's eyes were drunk and blurred, looking at the delicate woman in front of him, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Qing Yan knew that Ning Jiangyu was drunk.

"My lord, I'm Qingyan, please don't drink it, your body can't bear it."

Ning Jiangyu didn't listen to a word, but murmured, "Qingyan."

He seemed to have heard the name somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

A headache came, and Ning Jiangyu frowned subconsciously.

The appearance of the person in front of him kept changing, and finally turned into the face he had been thinking about day and night.

"Sound."

Throwing down the jug in his hand, and hugging "Mu Xiyin" in front of him, Ning Jiangyu finally couldn't bear it anymore and cried out.

"Yin'er, I knew that you wouldn't be willing to leave me"

The tone is gentle and tender, those are the warmest words that Qingyan has heard in so many years.

Although, not for her.

The white catkin hung in the air for a long time, and finally wrapped around Ning Jiangyu's waist.

There was a slight coolness in his tone, "Yes, my lord, I will not leave you."

Even if it's a substitute, it's still a long time, and she doesn't believe that Mu Xiyin can still occupy Ning Jiangyu's heart after her death.

Besides, it doesn't matter if she doesn't love, what she wants is never love.

She wants power, she wants wealth.

Finally getting the response from "Mu Xiyin", Ning Jiangyu was as happy as a child, and couldn't wait to kiss the tender lips of "Mu Xiyin".

Seeing Ning Jiangyu's hands start to move irregularly, Qingyan lowered her voice and said, "My lord, go to my room."

*
Beautiful night.

When Ning Jiangyu woke up, his head felt like it was bursting.

He frowned, but didn't say anything.

These days, he woke up in pain every day, and he was used to it now.

His thoughts gradually cleared up, and Ning Jiangyu opened his eyes wide when he heard the sound of even breathing around him.

Turning his head, he saw Qing Yan's delicate face.

There were bruises all over his body, as if he had been greatly abused.

Ning Jiangyu's heart trembled, and when he lowered his head, he saw that he was not naked.

My heart sank inch by inch.

He is the same as Qingyan
It's fine if it's an ordinary girl, but Qing Yan is Ning Si's woman!

He actually slept with his son's woman!

If this matter gets out, his face will be ruined!

His face gradually darkened, and Ning Jiangyu decided that Qingyan must have done it on purpose.

He has always been self-disciplined.

Shaking Qingyan awake with a cold face, he wants to see what this woman has to say!

He didn't know that her thoughts were so deep!
Now, it has been counted on his head!
Qing Yan woke up faintly, looked at the naked man in front of her, and pulled the quilt to cover her naked body in shock.

After being silent for a while, he seemed to think of something, and tears of grievance flowed down the corner of his eyes, looking quite pitiful.

Ning Jiangyu was stunned, wondering why Qingyan was like this?
But the voice subconsciously softened a little, "Do you know what happened last night?"

Qingyan nodded first, but then shook her head.

With a hesitant look, Ning Jiangyu felt depressed for a while.

Ye Ye couldn't help but turn his voice a little colder, "Say!"

Qing Yan trembled in fright, sobbed in a low voice, "Last night, the prince was drunk and recognized me as a princess. I resisted desperately, but still... still"

For the rest, there is no need for Qingyan to say, Ning Jiangyu also knows what happened.

Looking at the thick bruises on Qingyan's white as jade wrist, she knew that what she said was true.

Last night, he dreamed of Mu Xiyin, but he never thought that it would turn out like this.

Qingyan cried depressively, depressingly made people feel distressed.

Ning Jiangyu wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say.

responsible?
How to be responsible?

Qingyan is his son's woman, so he can't bring her into his backyard, how absurd is that?

What's more, Mu Xiyin had just passed away, how could he have the time to think about these men and women?
After a while, he opened his mouth, "I am sorry for you."