Dressed as the white moonlight of the blackened male protagonist

Chapter 84
then.

The other two "Second" and "Third" seemed unaware of the misery of their eldest brother, but they conscientiously picked up their pens, awe-inspiring and upright, and muttered like a breeze, "The good minister Ning Yunxiao is suave, Yushu Linfeng, Loved by everyone, the posture of willows..."

The grape that Yu Ziyao was biting sprayed out.

She seemed to finally know why the history books were written in such a stupid way.

Grandpas of the three historians, you are real dogs, I despise you.

After an afternoon, the model draft of the history book has been compiled, and the page of personal biography of Lord Ning is naturally... exactly the same as the "rainbow" that Yu Ziyao recalled when he first traveled to this world.

Even more than that.

At this time, Ning Mansion.

Ning Zheng was sitting on the grand teacher's chair in the main seat, with no emotion visible on his old face, holding a cup of fragrant tea in his hand, sipping.

It was completely different from the sand sculpture when he entered the palace to meet Yu Ziyao.

Grand Master Ning looked sideways at Ning Qianqian who was sitting at the bottom, and said indifferently: "Qian'er, the housekeeper of Ning's mansion became an idiot not long ago, do you know about this?"

"Qian'er knows that the housekeeper doesn't know when he started talking nonsense."

"But... that's fine, he knows too much, even if he didn't have such a thing, Qian'er would have to deal with him." Ning Qianqian smiled softly on her tender face, and confided lightly. Ruthless words.

It seemed that the big butler who treated her like his own daughter...was a person who was worse than a stranger.

Ning Zheng frowned when he heard this. He didn't know who his daughter looked like. It was true that Ning Zheng wanted to seek the court and usurp the throne, but that was also a winner and loser, and he was willing to bet and admit defeat.

And his daughter, who regards family affection and love as invisible, looks soft and soft in front of outsiders with that soft mask.

But only his father knew that Ning Qianqian was more terrifying than snakes and scorpions.

Ning Zheng glanced at Ning Qianqian, and said vigilantly: "Qian'er, listen to my father, you can't move Princess Anning, I, Ning Zheng, have ambitions, but I don't bother to use such harmful means to gain royal power."

"Father is worrying too much, Qianqian knows it well." Ning Qianqian's beautiful eyes flashed for a moment.

She looked down on this father who is a grand teacher, but he said that he should not use any despicable means of harming others...

If he doesn't want to do it, then she will do it, and Yu Ziyao can become a generation of queens.

Why can't she.

Even if her father blocks her way, it's still the same...

Ning Qianqian got up immediately, her skirt rippling out a beautiful arc, but somehow Ning Zheng felt a bit of coldness.

"Father, then I will retire first." After finishing speaking, he ignored Ning Zheng's response and left with small steps.

Ning Zheng looked at Ning Qianqian's back, shook his head, and hoped that his daughter would not go the wrong way.

……

In Ning Qianqian's boudoir, the corner of the girl's lips twitched, she turned her head and told the maid, "Go and get my carrier pigeon."

"Yes, ma'am."

After a while, the maid carefully brought the two cages containing the pigeons, and Ning Qianqian took them and placed them on the table. The two pigeons, one gray and one white, were in the cages.

When the servant girl stepped back, the girl said to herself quietly, "Princess An Ning can't move? Then... I wonder if her stupid son can move."

After packing the two letters that had been written long ago, and putting them on the gray and white pigeons, Ning Qianqian opened the cage and let the two pigeons fly. Her lips curled up and she smiled slowly.

　PS: Two pigeons, two pigeons, run fast.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)