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Chapter 67 Is my aunt angry? Mrs. Duan

Chapter 67 Is my aunt angry? Madam Duan... (Request full order)
on the bed.

Mu Wan, sweating profusely, squeezed into Ning Yuan's arms.

"Husband, you must remember that no matter how many women you have in the future, you must love me."

Mu Wanqing lay on Ning Yuan's body and said seriously.

"rest assured."

Ning Yuan smoothed the hair that fell on Mu Wanqing's forehead behind her ears, gently lifted her chin, and turned over to press her down again.

……

After the storm.

There was a sudden noise outside the door.

"Mom, don't go in. My cousin is very good to me."

It was not until Madam Wang left that Mu Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief and said to Ning Yuan, "My husband, this woman has a really bad temper. If it weren't for the fact that she is your aunt, I would definitely make her pay."

Mrs. Wang shouted loudly and angrily.

After Mrs. Wang finished speaking, she glanced at Ning Yuan, then turned and left with Wang Yuyan.

"enemy."

"But I will let A-Bi take you to Yanziwu tonight to avoid any more conflicts."

"Mom, my cousin is not that kind of person. I have already agreed."

Ning Yuan said immediately.

"Aunt, it's my fault. Let me give you a satisfactory explanation tonight."

Li Qingluo snorted coldly and said with a bit of jealousy: "Yes, we women are already old and ugly, how can we compare to young girls in their twenties? I'm afraid you have forgotten us a long time ago, right?"

Ning Yuan comforted softly.

Ning Yuan sat next to Li Qingluo, held Mrs. Wang's hand, and looked at her playfully.

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Wang's jealousy flashed across her eyes, but on the surface she said coldly, "If I don't come again, will you bully Yuyan to death?"

"Is my aunt angry?"

Mu Wanqing raised her fist and said angrily.

"Yuyan grew up in Mantuo Villa and is ignorant of worldly affairs. It's fine that you want to take another woman as your concubine, but you even dare to bring her to us openly. It's obvious that you don't take us mother and daughter seriously."

"Aunt, what are you talking about? Isn't it me who is here to comfort you?"

Ning Yuan pulled her into his arms, but the thin gauze skirt could not block Li Qingluo's hot skin.

With the help of a hundred times the training speed, Ning Yuan quickly mastered the Dog Beating Stick Technique.

He once again received the hundredfold increase brought by Mu Wanqing.

"It's okay. My aunt has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. I'll go and explain the situation to her tonight and everything will be fine."

Li Qingluo pouted and reached out to untie Ning Yuan's belt.

"Humph, what does he think of this place? He sends all kinds of women here, and he dares to do this in my manor. He is so arrogant. If you marry him in the future, won't you still be bullied?"

Mu Wanqing pouted reluctantly.

"Ok."

"Humph."

It looked like a mother was making decisions for her daughter, but in fact both parties knew that Mrs. Wang was just using Wang Yuyan's name to make decisions for herself.

Ning Yuan came to Mrs. Wang's room.

The plump body filled my arms, warm, soft and beautiful.

After a while, Ning Yuan sat on the bed, looking at Li Qingluo who was busy working, feeling satisfied.

That night.

"Why is my aunt here?"

Seeing Ning Yuan, Mrs. Wang snorted coldly and turned her head away.

……

Wang Yuyan quickly pulled Mrs. Wang's arm and said.

As he said this, he apologized to Ning Yuan, "Cousin, don't blame mother."

Ning Yuan immediately put on his underwear. Mu Wanqing on the bed curled up in the quilt with only her head exposed.

Hearing this, Madam Wang's expression eased a little. "Humph, I know it's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, but you have to discuss this matter with us. I'll see how you explain it to me tonight. Yuyan, let's go."

Mrs. Wang pushed Wang Yuyan aside, opened the door and rushed in.

Ning Yuan opened the Dog Beating Stick Technique he had obtained from the elder who taught him the technique and began to comprehend it.

Li Qingluo was wearing a light yellow gauze dress, her skin was faintly visible through it, the corset on her chest was so tight that it seemed like it would break at any time, outlining deep ravines.

Afterwards, Ning Yuan started practicing after finishing his meal.

As Li Qingluo raised her head, Ning Yuan could no longer bear it, and pulled her up and fell on the couch.

A night of tenderness.

Li Qingluo had a rosy complexion and looked very proud.

But Dao Baifeng has been restless these days.

The last time he boldly served Ning Yuan with Li Qingluo, after the passion, he was filled with fear and regret.

I was afraid that this relationship would be known by a fifth person one day.

"It's such an injustice. Qin Hongmian already knows about it, and now Li Qingluo also knows about it. Who will it be next time?"

Dao Baifeng is not a fool.

She could see that the other party did it on purpose, intending to let her be seen by Qin Hongmian and Li Qingluo.

But the more people who know the truth, the greater the risk of the secret being exposed.

She was now afraid that if she continued, everyone would know about it. How would she face Duan Zhengchun, the people of Dali, and her own son then?
But now, because of this, she is deeply trapped in it and dares not to get out of it.

Dao Baifeng sat in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside and feeling sorry for herself.

Tears were about to fall, and his face was full of resentment.

There is no one to whom I can tell my sorrow.

"What are you worried about, Princess? I am willing to share your worries."

Ning Yuan pushed open the door, walked to the window, and suddenly said.

Hearing Ning Yuan's voice, Dao Baifeng was startled and turned around abruptly. After seeing Ning Yuan, her expression became even more complicated. She could only snort, "No need."

"I've been in Jiangnan long enough, and I'm going back to Dali in the next few days."

"Princess, do you want to go back to Dali?"

Ning Yuan grabbed Dao Baifeng's hand and pulled her up. He stared into her eyes and said, "Since the princess is here, why are you in such a hurry to leave? What's more, I promised my second brother that I would send you back safely. If you leave alone, wouldn't that make me break my promise and lose my credibility?"

"Princess, you are trying to put me in an unjust position!"

Ning Yuan lifted Dao Baifeng's chin and spoke seriously.

Dao Baifeng snorted, turned his head and said: "Stop talking like that, I don't know what you are thinking and what kind of person you are."

"I just feel sorry for you, Princess. When you go back, will you be able to tolerate Duan Zhengchun, who is not with you in appearance but in spirit and has his heart set on someone else?"

Ning Yuan sighed quietly.

"Isn't it the same for you?"

Dao Baifeng glared at Ning Yuan, "It was because of Duan Zhengchun's romantic nature that I separated from him. Now, you have more women around you than him."

"So, the princess really wants to become Mrs. Murong?"

Ning Yuan's eyes lit up and he asked playfully.

"Who wants to be Madam Murong!" Dao Baifeng immediately denied it, glared at Ning Yuan and continued, "Isn't it ridiculous that I don't want to be the Princess of Dali and become Madam Murong? What's more, how many Madam Murongs do you have?"

Dao Baifeng's tone was slightly mocking.

Not to mention Li Qingluo, who shares the same suffering as her and is equally afraid of the light, there is already competition among Wang Yuyan, Azhu and Mu Wanqing.

"You don't need to think about this, Princess. You just need to stay here with peace of mind."

Ning Yuan pulled Dao Baifeng into his arms, "Don't worry, as long as you stay here, I will make sure Duan Yu will smoothly inherit the throne and become the emperor of Dali."

Hearing this, Dao Baifeng's body stiffened slightly, and finally he sighed lightly and said no more.

As Ning Yuan lifted her up, Dao Baifeng's face flushed and she scolded in a low voice: "What are you doing in broad daylight? Aren't you afraid of being seen?"

"Don't worry, my cousins are not at the villa right now, and my aunt knows about our relationship. What are you afraid of?"

Ning Yuan threw the man on the bed.

Although Dao Baifeng was dressed simply, her open collar made her look even more seductive.

"I can't bear it any longer!"

Ning Yuan suppressed it, and with a muffled groan, Dao Baifeng narrowed his eyes and a look of relief appeared on his face.

In fact, she didn't really want to leave.

During this period of time, she rediscovered the joy of being a woman in Murong Fu.

Dao Baifeng's voice became louder and louder.

This was not the Prince of Zhennan's Palace, and she didn't know anyone there. The only Lady Wang had the same shameful relationship with Murong Fu as she did, so she didn't have to suppress it as she did in the Prince's Palace.

"Aunt, you are so beautiful."

Ning Yuan brushed the hair on Dao Baifeng's cheek behind her ear and spoke softly.

"Don't call me aunt."

Dao Baifeng blushed and said through gritted teeth.

"Is that Madam Duan?"

Ning Yuan asked playfully.

Dao Baifeng snorted but did not refute.

"Madam, you really look like Guanyin descending to earth. I want you to sit on Guanyin again."

Ning Yuan turned over and pulled Dao Baifeng up.

"Nonsense."

Dao Baifeng blushed and snorted, but she was secretly proud of herself. She sat up straight, bit her lips tightly, and met Ning Yuan's request.

Looking at Dao Baifeng with his flying black hair, Ning Yuan also felt impulsive.

……

A few days later.

Ning Yuan walked out of Dao Baifeng's room again, refreshed.

"Aunt, have a good rest. I will leave first."

Ning Yuan stood outside the door and said with a bow.

In the room, Dao Baifeng was lying on the messy bed with rosy cheeks.

And not long after Ning Yuan returned to Yanziwu.

A-Bi returned to Yanziwu with an invitation.

"Sir, here is an invitation from my master."

"In addition, the Beggars' Sect sent a message saying that a formal succession ceremony for the leader of the sect will be held in Luoyang in ten days, and you are required to attend in person."

A Bi entered the hall and handed an invitation to Ning Yuan, saying at the same time.

"Oh?"

Ning Yuan opened the envelope and saw the contents inside. His eyes suddenly lit up, "Sure enough..."

The content was an invitation for him to go to the Tianlongdiya Valley in Leigushan Mountain to crack the Zhenlong chess game.

And he has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

He wants Wuyazi's skills, the identity of the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, and the opportunities that belong to Xu Zhu.

This is also the reason why he let Ye Erniang go, just to use Ye Erniang to disrupt Xu Zhu and destroy the reputation of Shaolin.

"Sir, what did the master say?"

Abi asked curiously.

His master was none other than Kang Guangling, the eldest disciple of Wuyazi's eldest disciple Su Xinghe and the leader of the Eight Friends of Hangu.

"You invited me to solve a chess game. We are both in Henan. We will go to Luoyang first and then to Leigushan. A-Bi, you go and make the arrangements. We will set off tomorrow."

Ning Yuan put away the invitation and said.

In addition to the superficial rituals, he also has to obtain the secret book of "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing" from the Beggars' Sect.

After all, he is now the leader of the Beggars' Sect. He has already practiced the "Dog Beating Stick Technique" and should be able to practice the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms".

"Yes!"

Abi replied immediately.

That night.

Ning Yuan looked at Wang Yuyan, Mu Wanqing, Azhu, Abi and Zhong Ling who were sitting on both sides.

"Tomorrow, I will go to Leigushan to attend an invitation. Who of you wants to go?"

Ning Yuan asked directly.

"I."

“We all want to go.”

All five of them said excitedly.

Everyone wants to go out and see the world and experience different scenery.

"Okay, in that case, let's go together."

Ning Yuan felt helpless.