Peerless Moe Concubine: Get the Black Belly of Your Highness

Chapter 33
"But, I'm going to get married in a few days!" Nalan Ying said, tilting her head and frowning.

"Marry?" The silver-masked man's heart skipped a beat, his fists could not help but clenched tightly, and a look of anticipation flashed deep in his eyes.

"Who are you going to marry?" The silver-masked man didn't even notice that his voice was trembling.

"A fool!" Nalan Ying said sadly.

Seeing the despondency on her small face, the silver-faced man felt pain in his heart, his eyes suddenly shot a stern look, and then disappeared, he said anxiously: "Do you think he is a fool?"

"That's not true!" Nalan Ying replied with a frown.

"Then why are you unhappy?" the silver-masked man asked suspiciously.

"Because I have never met him before, I have no feelings for him at all, so I will not be happy to marry him!" Nalan Ying said with her head bowed.

"Perhaps, feelings will develop slowly?" The silver-masked man asked tentatively.

"You mean to marry first and then fall in love? How is that possible? I would never marry a fool first and then fall in love!" Nalan Ying said dissatisfied.

The silver-masked man felt a block in his heart for no reason, and he stood up abruptly. The night wind was slightly cool, but after taking off the outer fir, he didn't feel the chill at all, because his heart was already cold. Halfway through.

"If you refuse to marry, no one will force you!" The silver-masked man said vaguely after a long time.

"I hope that no one will force me. Today, I made a request to my father. I helped him win the lion dance competition last night. No matter what, he will care about my thoughts!" Nalan Ying said with a wry smile.

"You worked so hard to win the lion dance competition just to avoid the marriage contract?" the silver-masked man asked shyly.

"Well! Without capital, there is no right to speak. Therefore, I have made a contribution to the Nalan family. I don't ask for anything else, but I want to be able to control my own freedom of marriage!" Nalan Ying said very seriously.

"Maybe, I can help you!" The silver-masked man hesitated for a while before saying.

"How can you help me?" Nalan Ying looked at the silver-masked man with bright eyes.

"If your father doesn't agree to your request, you can come to me!" the silver-masked man said, looking into her eyes.

"Really?" Nalan Ying's small face was quickly stained with surprise, she asked eagerly.

"En!" The silver-masked man nodded vaguely.

"Thank you!" Nalan Ying smiled at him with crooked eyebrows.

The silver-masked man looked at her smile, knowing that he shouldn't make this promise to her, but from the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to see her fall into distress, so he was willing to help her, even if the result of helping her was to make her suffer. She was farther away from him, and he was willing to do so.

"It's getting late, you should go back!" The silver-masked man watched the sky turn pale, only to realize that the two of them had already spent most of the night.

"En!" Nalan Ying nodded with a smile, not aware of the sadness hidden in the silver-masked man's heart at all.

"Does your leg still hurt?" The silver-masked man asked her worriedly.

"It doesn't hurt anymore!" Nalan Ying shook her head.

"Okay then, I'll take you back!" The silver-masked man helped her to stand up.

"Your clothes!" Nalan Ying quickly squatted down to pick up the clothes he had spread on the floor, then accidentally lost her balance and fell towards the ground, falling into a warm embrace. , her nose was full of strange masculine breath, which made her heart inexplicably flustered, but inside his embrace was so warm that her heart skipped a beat, and a strange emotion flashed in her eyes.

"Are you okay?" The silver-masked man looked at her worriedly.

"I'm fine!" Nalan Ying lowered her head, quickly hiding her embarrassment.

"Why are you so careless? Does your leg still hurt?" The silver-masked man frowned and looked into her eyes.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it's just that I accidentally fell down, it's okay!" Nalan Ying broke free from his embrace, stuffed the clothes into the silver-masked man's arms, and then limped towards Nalan Mansion. go.

The silver-masked man looked at Waishan in his arms suspiciously, the temperature of her body was still on the fingertips, but she had already left it.

Watching her figure gradually disappear, the silver-masked man suddenly woke up and quickly followed.

Nalan Ying only remembered that when she returned to the wing room, she was already exhausted. As soon as she climbed into bed, she fell asleep, and she was only woken up by hunger when the sun was high.

Sitting up in a daze, when he opened his eyes, he met a pair of curious eyes.

"Fourth sister, are you awake?" Nalan Qiuting smiled and narrowed his eyes.

"Why are you here? Are you trying to scare people to death?" Nalan Ying frowned at her.

"Sister, why did you sleep for so long? I've been waiting for you for a long time. Daddy is already back from morning!" Nalan Qiuting laughed.

"Back?" Nalan Ying's expression changed, and she hurriedly picked up her clothes and put them on her body.

"What are you in such a hurry for?" Nalan Qiuting looked at her suspiciously, seeing that she had even mistaken a few buttons in her anxiety, she couldn't help frowning.

"Right now, father is with mother, and you won't be able to see him right now!" Nalan Qiuting said.

"Huh?" Nalan Ying's movements slowed down.

"Father received an award in the court hall, so it's a big happy event for the family, no, mother and the others are all busy, and they will have a good celebration tonight!" Nalan Qiuting said, pursing her lips.

"Then father didn't say anything?" Nalan Ying asked tentatively.

"No!" Nalan Qiuting shook his head.

A hint of doubt flashed in Nalan Ying's eyes, and a bad premonition spread in her heart.

"Sister, what's the matter with you?" Nalan Qiuting looked at her with frowning eyebrows, but for a short while, she lost her mind.

"I'm fine!" Nalan Ying reacted abruptly, lowering her head to cover up.

"Sister, I heard from my aunt that she sent you to the embroidery room?" Nalan Qiuting looked at her cautiously.

"En!" Nalan Ying nodded.

"That's great, I'll teach you!" Nalan Qiuting smiled excitedly.

"Good!" Nalan Ying smiled.

"Sister, you don't know, I heard that the queen mother's birthday is coming soon, the three sisters have racked their brains thinking about what embroidery to give to the queen mother!" Nalan Qiuting said mysteriously.

"Send it, it has something to do with me!" Nalan Ying replied leisurely.

"Then sister, help me think about it, what should I embroider? In terms of embroidery skills, I can't compare with the eldest sister, in terms of pattern, I can't compare with the second sister, and in terms of color, I can't compare with the third sister." Sister, after all I am the stupidest one!" Nalan Qiuting said while covering his head.

Nalan Ying looked up at her: "No one is born the stupidest!"

"But, the three older sisters are all so outstanding, and it's just me!" Nalan Qiuting said with a pout.

"You are better than them, what you have, they don't have!" Nalan Ying smiled lightly.

(End of this chapter)