After rebirth, I seduced the abstinent Marquis and became the white moonlight

Chapter 23 Which eye of yours saw us bullying her?

Shen Ning never thought that Si Yan, who seemed to be pure and simple on weekdays, would be like a hungry wolf when it came to pestering people, demanding endlessly.

She also found some fun in it. No wonder this thing is called the joy of lovemaking, the feeling is truly indescribable.

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Everything has been going well recently. The only thing that makes Shen Ning anxious is that she hasn't seen Shen Rou for a long time since the last time she met her. She knows the rules of the Duke's Mansion, but each letter only contains a few words. Fortunately, she will be able to see her at the flower-viewing banquet in a few days, and she must have a good talk with her then.

Shen Ning was living comfortably inside and out, but Ling Feng, who was following him, was in trouble. Since following Shen Ning, he became a servant doing odd jobs. Shen Ning really didn't treat him as an outsider and called him for everything.

Ling Feng couldn't stand it anymore, so he went to Si Yan to complain: "General, I see that you and your wife have a very sweet relationship, so there's no need to keep an eye on them."

Si Yan was reading a military book and responded nonchalantly when he heard this.

Ling Feng was overjoyed: "Then can I come back?"

Si Yan looked up at him and said, "She doesn't have any capable people around her, so you should follow and help her first."

Ling Feng's face was wrinkled like a bitter gourd after hearing this: "No, General, how can I help? You don't know, they all treat me as a maid. Seeing that I am good at cutting, they actually asked me to help cut potato shreds. Tell me, is this fair?"

Si Yan suppressed his smile, stood up and patted his shoulder: "Work hard, just take a break."

He was about to leave, and Ling Feng followed closely: "General, I'm in good health, no need to rest!"

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The Flower Festival came in a blink of an eye. Shen Ning felt a little nervous when he thought about meeting the third prince.

In his previous life, Si Yan was tricked by Zuo Yi into burning down the rebels' granary, but who would have thought that the person inside was the Third Prince's biological mother, the current Concubine Li.

From the moment Concubine Li died, there was no turning back for Si Yan.

But speaking of it, the Third Prince was kind-hearted. Even so, he did not add insult to injury when Si Yan fell into trouble. If it were someone else, he would have punished all nine generations of her family. The situation in the capital was chaotic at that time, and exiling them was actually giving them a chance to survive. Unfortunately, she still met with the murder.

As Shen Ning's thoughts were flowing, someone suddenly held her hand tightly. Si Yan tilted his head and asked her, "What are you thinking about? Why are you so absorbed in it?"

Shen Ning retracted his gaze, shook his head and said, "Nothing, I'm just a little sleepy."

Seeing her gloomy expression, Si Yan did not doubt it: "Go back and rest early in the evening."

Shen Ning leaned over and leaned on his shoulder, then nodded.

The palace was brightly lit, and rare treasures and flowers could be seen everywhere, but there were not many people. It could even be described as deserted, much less lively than in previous years.

Zhao Qiyue stood aside, watching everything coldly: "Brother, I just don't understand. Since that group of people don't want to come, why don't we just give up and save our mother the trouble."

Zhao Qingxun stood aside, his face full of nonchalance. He was thin, and although he was handsome, a vague and sickly aura weakened most of his edge. In the eyes of others, he was weak, had no ambition, was unpopular, and was just a small and transparent character in the palace.

But if you look closely, you will find that his eyes are sharp enough.

Zhao Qingxun did not comment on Zhao Qiyue's complaint, and only said: "Mother has her own considerations, don't worry about her affairs."

Zhao Qiyue curled her lips and was about to say something when she suddenly caught sight of a figure. She rolled her eyes and said helplessly, "Well, that Rong Wan'er is looking for you again. I really regret it. If I had known she was such a person, I shouldn't have helped you find a lifesaver."

After hearing this, Zhao Qingxun frowned and said sternly: "Qi Yue!" The tone and expression were obviously warning her.

Zhao Qiyue still knew where her brother's bottom line was. Since he had promised it in the beginning, he would keep his promise no matter who this person was.

Zhao Qiyue walked away with a sullen face: "Okay, it's none of your business. I'm not the one marrying her anyway."

Rong Wan'er was dressed elegantly, and she walked to Zhao Qingxun with a twist of her step, and bowed slowly: "Your Highness."

Zhao Qingxun said "hmm" with a faint expression.

Rong Wan'er silently took two steps forward, her hanging hand almost touching Zhao Qingxun's. She took out a sachet from her waist and handed it to him: "Your Highness, this is something I embroidered carefully. It contains the finest spices and the talisman paper I just got back from Xiangshan."

Zhao Qingxun didn't answer: "Miss Rong, this is not reasonable."

Rong Wan'er almost suffocated. Other men would be eager to be affectionate with their fiancées, but he was like a piece of wood, refusing all the gifts.

She twisted her body and said coquettishly, "We are an engaged couple, this is normal, Your Highness~"

The closer she got, the stronger the scent became, and the more uncomfortable Zhao Qingxun felt. He took a half step back, glanced at the well-preserved but age-defying sachet on his waist, and said, "I still prefer this old one."

Rong Wan'er looked at the sachet and her back teeth were almost broken. He loved this broken sachet so much that after so many years, he still couldn't forget it.

She took a deep breath and comforted herself: It doesn't matter, she is just a peasant girl. Although I didn't find a chance to kill her, with that identity, she will never have the chance to come to the capital in this lifetime. The position of the Third Prince's Consort can only be hers.

But she really admires her father. He insisted that the third prince would have a bright future, otherwise she wouldn't have to work so hard for him. She hopes her father is right.

Rong Wan'er gave Zhao Qingxun a gentle smile and said, "In that case, I'd better wait until after the wedding to embroider for His Highness."

After she finished speaking, she bowed and walked away.

Zhao Qingxun's gaze did not linger on her, his fingertips caressed the sachet on his waist. It is said that everyone has their own scent. Back then, he was blind, but he could accurately identify that the person next to him was her. Why now, he can no longer find the original scent?

While thinking, Zhao Qingxun's gaze followed Rong Wan'er and fell on the half of the jade pendant on her waist, which was the one he left behind to repay her for saving his life. He shook his head and immediately collected his thoughts.

After Shen Ning entered the palace, she began to look for Shen Rou, but she couldn't find her after searching for a while. She had seen people from the Duke's Mansion, so there was no reason for her sister not to come.

As she was searching, her sight suddenly stopped. She saw Rong Wan'er standing not far away. The hairpin she was wearing on her head was the lucky charm that Shen Rou had won that day.

Shen Ning pushed through the crowd and walked over, grabbing Rong Wan'er's arm and saying, "Why are you wearing my sister's hairpin? Where is she?"

Rong Wan'er grimaced in pain as she was pulled, and turned around and said unhappily, "Let me go."

After shaking off Shen Ning's hand, Rong Wan'er adjusted her hair in a calm and relaxed manner: "What do you mean it belongs to your sister? It belongs to me now. She gave it to me to add to my makeup, understand? As for her, she is lying at home like a sickly woman, half dead."

Shen Ning was furious when she heard this: "Nonsense, the last time I saw her, she looked very good. Did you bully her again?"

Seeing her arrogant, Rong Wan'er took a step back to distance herself from her: "Don't talk nonsense. Which eye of yours saw us bullying her? You blame others for your own shortcomings. You useless thing, get out of the way and don't block the way."