Dressed as cannon fodder for a good death, but the prince insisted on marrying me

Chapter 444 Don't bully the poor

Qian Yingying proudly stepped into the inn, the small courtyard, and the guest room.

Turn around gracefully and close the door gracefully.

He ran to the bedside in three steps and two steps, covered his face and cried loudly.Afraid of being overheard, he buried his head in the quilt like an ostrich.

It was stuffy, hot, and sad. I don't know how long it had passed, but the quilt was soaked through, and I couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears.

Those newly swollen eyes were peach-like.

Yigui called her to eat through the door, but she just said she had no appetite.

Even so, Yi Gui still picked out some light meals and brought her some fruits.

Not wanting to be underestimated, even though she was very thirsty and hungry, Qian Yingying still insisted on letting her take it away, but the growling of her stomach broke the stage.

She pinched a piece of apple and stuffed it into her mouth, the sweetness made her feel better.

"The apples are peeled very well, Yue'er often praises you, right?"

"No, the eldest lady is used to eating the fruits peeled by the cousin, and the slaves are not as beautiful as him."

Qian Yingying gulped down another piece, and stopped eating, why would she not have such a good life!
Yi Gui smiled slightly, and gave her some vegetables.

Intentionally or unintentionally, she said: "My eldest lady also often quarrels with Young Master Biao, which is much more intense than yours. Young Master Biao seeks death every time, and servants and servants are also frightened. Isn't this coming?"

Not only did they come over, but the marriage was approaching.

Qian Yingying took a big bite of the rice and swallowed it with tears.

Choked up: "No matter how troublesome, Ah Yun loves Yue'er. Even if he thinks he has been betrayed, he is still willing to compromise. But what about me? That bastard knows that I am a victim and that I have done nothing, but still Splash dirty water on me! Empathizing with someone else is already abominable, but you still pretend to be deeply in love!"

He must have fallen in love with the one named Yanxia, ​​and there was no fair reason to separate. Doesn't this give him a perfect excuse?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, Qian Yingying threw the bowl directly.

Yi Gui silently picked up the pieces and put them aside, and poured another bowl of soup for her.Looking at the remaining three empty bowls, thank you for your foresight.

"Perhaps, Mr. Ning has difficulties."

Qian Yingying drank the soup in one gulp, then dropped the bowl again.

happy!

He raised his sleeve, wiped his mouth, and hummed: "The difficulty? I gave him a chance to explain, and he never repented. What's the matter? It's so easy to get together, who can guarantee not to encounter a few scum in this life? Yue Isn't it the same? If I didn't recognize Li Muyun's ugly face in time, I wouldn't have met A Yun, a cold-blooded cousin who is determined to die."

"Master Biao is not cold-blooded, he is just too bitter."

Yigui's eyes dimmed, she couldn't shirk his responsibility for his suffering.I only wish to make atonement silently, in exchange for a peaceful old age.

Qian Yingying "cut": "Aren't you cold-blooded? With that look in your eyes, you'd be afraid to see a ghost! I can see that few men are good!"

Yi Gui shook his head and smiled: "Your temperament is too similar to our eldest lady. On the surface, people have a chance to explain, but if it is really difficult, how can you easily tell it? Mr. Ning is restrained, somewhat similar to our young master Biao, I have something hidden in my heart. Miss Qian, I want to tell you, don't talk too much, you will regret it if you lose it."

"Regret? Hmph, loss is mutual, he is not afraid, what am I afraid of?"

Yi Gui had nothing to say, so he stopped talking, and there was more to say.

When he opened the door and went out, he caught a glimpse of Ning Yao looking here, standing like a stone.

When the four eyes met, he closed the door.

Da Zhou, House of Ministers of the Household Department.

When Qian Jin's mentality almost collapsed and he was huddled in the study, the housekeeper came.

"My lord, my lord"

Qian Jin's suffering heart was tortured even more by the sound of the waves. He opened the door and yelled, "Where are you calling the soul?"

The butler shrank his neck in fright: "No, sir, the lady is back."

came back?
Like a ray of light illuminating a dark life, Qian Jin was alive.

Surprised and furious: "Where is that unfilial daughter?"

"At the door, say goodbye to the mother in the Ling Mansion."

Pushing the butler away, she walked quickly to the door of the mansion. It was indeed his unfilial daughter.

"Qian Yingying, kneel down for me!"

The long-lost roar made Qian Yingying shudder, looking at her father's almost distorted face, she knelt down obediently.

Qian Jin wanted to teach her a good lesson, but when he saw Ning Yao was there, his expression became even uglier.

"Why did you follow?"

Ning Yao's eyes were indifferent, if he looked closely, there was resentment in his eyes.

"Your Majesty Qian, don't panic, the prince asked me to escort Miss Qian."

Qian Jin didn't believe it: "It's that simple?"

"Then what do you think?"

Choked by him, Qian Jin was speechless.

"Come with me."

Qian Yingying didn't know what her father wanted to say to Ning Yao, and she wasn't interested either.

Although she knew that this time it was a farewell, seeing Wanshuiqianshan again, she didn't even look at him again, got up and said goodbye to Yigui, and then went into the mansion with her head drooping.

Yi Gui looked at Ning Yao and Qian Jin who were standing opposite each other from a distance.

It's a good match for Weng and his son-in-law!

Unfortunately.
Ning Yao's eyes were full of hostility, and he didn't want to say a word.

The same is true of Qian Jin, but he is afraid that he will be entangled with his daughter.

"Ning Yao, you are a nice young man, but I also told you that you are good at everything except your family background."

Ning Yao interrupted him directly: "Master Qian, you have already said these words in your letter, so there is no need to repeat them."

"But you didn't promise me." This was Qian Jin's concern.

"I'm not your subordinate, so I don't need to answer everything for you."

"Then what do you mean? You still want to be with Yingying? Let me tell you, Ningyao, I don't agree! A small guard, to put it bluntly, is a servant. Let me marry Yingying to serve you because of the face of the master. Is it? You are dreaming! Look at what you are wearing, I am not looking down on you, can you find 100 taels of silver in your pocket?"

Qian Jin cursed and repeated the words that had long been engraved in Ning Yao's mind, gouging out the young man's heart like a sharp knife.

Ning Yao's face was livid and his eyes were cold.

The scabbard suddenly lay in front of him, and Qian Jin's voice stopped abruptly.

"Lord Qian, don't bully the young and poor, you will regret what you just said."

After getting angry, Qian Jin found his daughter, and saw her lying sleepily on a bamboo chair under a tree, staring at the sky absently.

This is abnormal.

Although this daughter is always worrying, she is the only baby bump after all. Seeing her lost and disappointed, Qian Jin still feels distressed.

Cleared his throat: "Do you know what's wrong?"

Qian Yingying sat up, looked at her father who was frowning coldly, and said "Got it".

This answer is not satisfactory, after all, admitting mistakes is her normal operation after making mistakes.But whether he took it to heart or not, God knows.

Qian Yingying said again: "Father, Ning Yao and I have separated, you don't have to worry about it in the future."

"Separate?"

This surprise caught him off guard, and Qian Jin suspected he heard it wrong.

"It's really separated, clean and thorough, and don't mention it again in the future."

Qian Yingying leaned back on the bamboo chair and continued to look at the sky.

The cloud that gathers and disperses is her love that disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)