Beloved trump wife: unscrupulous prince calm concubine

Chapter 730 The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind doesn't stop! (8)

"The suburban courtyard?" Ning Tianyuan frowned.

Yan Chengxi's other courtyard, that is to say, near Ning'er's graveyard? !
Ning Tianyuan's heart suddenly became chaotic.

"I have to think about it!"

"Okay, the old minister will leave!"

Yan Chengxi smiled, bent over and walked out the door.

Ning Tianyuan didn't even look at him, he just frowned and looked at the tombstone on the ground, his gaze became deeper and deeper little by little.

It is certain that Shen Fengchu is the son of Shen Zhong, but what about Yun Chu, could it be that she...isn't her daughter?
Back then, Feng Lingxiao's feelings for Jiang Ning'er were naturally clear to him. Even, in his opinion, Jiang Ning'er had always admired Feng Lingxiao more. Back then, when she chose him, even Ning Tianyuan was very surprised.

Could it be that they are all fake? !
When he thought that the daughter he had been hurting for so many years might not be his own, Ning Tianyuan's eyes just darkened, and he shook violently.

"Your Majesty!" Wu Chuncheng hurriedly stepped forward to support him, carefully helped him to sit on a chair, and poured another cup of hot tea. Seeing that his expression softened, he carefully said, "I think this matter is a little bit more serious." Strange, the emperor needs to be calm... Besides, the slave has heard that Shen Fengchu's swordsmanship was taught by Feng Lingxiao, maybe he recognized Feng Lingxiao as his adoptive father, it is not impossible."

Ning Tianyuan remained silent.

"And..." Wu Chuncheng gritted his teeth, "Your Majesty should also know that Miss Ning'er and you... are absolutely sincere. If she really likes Feng Lingxiao, why should she take the initiative to come together with you?" ?”

Ning Tianyuan remained silent.

Wu Chuncheng raised his face, "You know what Miss Ning'er is like, don't you even believe her..."

"Enough!" Ning Tianyuan shouted suddenly, "Get out, I have to think about it!"
"Yes!"

Wu Chuncheng didn't dare to say any more, so he bent over and walked out of the door lightly.

In the room, Ning Tianyuan squatted down, looked at the tombstone, stretched out his hands tremblingly, and caressed the word Yunchu on it bit by bit.

This handwriting is Shen Fengchu's handwriting, he can recognize it.

For so many years, he has actually been paying attention to Feng Lingxiao's news. For so many years, he always thought that this person was dead.

Back then, among Jiang Ninger's countless suitors, the one Ning Tianyuan cared about the most was Feng Lingxiao.

Because of that person, that man is really outstanding, and he treats Ning Er no less than he thinks of Ning Tianyuan.

Although Ning Tianyuan didn't want to admit it, he could see Jiang Ning'er's appreciation for Feng Lingxiao.

For Feng Lingxiao, he has always been jealous of men.

Holding the tombstone, Ning Tianyuan tightened his fingers suddenly.

With a snap, the word Yunchu on the stone tablet immediately split apart, turning into mottled writing.

Striding out the door, Ning Tianyuan raised his voice to order.

"Come on, prepare a horse!"

For a moment, the horse arrives.

Ning Tianyuan flew on his horse, Wu Chuncheng didn't dare to neglect, he ran all the way and rushed out of the palace with him, the Imperial Forest Army hurriedly chased after him, but Ning Tianyuan scolded them all back.

"Don't follow, don't follow!"

Wu Chuncheng was afraid that this man would start a killing spree, so he just waved his hand to drive everyone away.

Fortunately, it was already late at this time, and there were no pedestrians on the street. Ning Tianyuan rushed out of the palace all the way and headed straight for the North City Gate.

When the officers and soldiers guarding the city saw this man, they all knelt down.

"Open the city gate!"

Ning Tianyuan just shouted loudly.

Whoever dared to answer, who dared to ask more questions, immediately opened the gate of the city, Ning Tianyuan rode his horse and rushed out of the city, turned his horse and ran towards the mountains in the northern suburbs.

PS: It will end on the 18th.

(End of this chapter)