Concubine's Survival Handbook

Chapter 3
The door opened a gap, and a small head protruded in from the outside, blinking smart eyes, looking at Zheng Anyan.

When Yang saw that face, she clenched her fist even tighter.

It's really Zheng Jingning.

Zheng Jingning didn't go to a private meeting with the third prince!

Yang felt that something was wrong, Zheng Jingning glanced at her suddenly, Yang's back turned cold, inexplicably felt that there was a hint of evil in those eyes.

When she looked again, Zheng Jingning's eyes had already moved away.

She must have misread it, how could Zheng Jingning look at herself with such eyes.I was kind of pretending to be nice to Zheng Jingning, and Zheng Jingning still treated her as his biological mother.

"Father, Jingning has come in."

Jing Ning opened the door and walked in, holding a plate in his hand, put it on the table, and rushed towards Zheng Anyan, and threw himself into Zheng Anyan's arms.

Jing Ning looked up at his father. He was dressed in a moon-white robe, outlining a tall and straight figure, with a handsome face and an elegant demeanor.

This is the father when he was young. When he looked at her, there was a trace of tenderness in his eyes unconsciously.

"father."

"father……"

Jing Ning shouted, tears fell down.

In the previous life, I had a complete break with my father. Every time my father saw her, he was angry and disgusted. Every time she called her 'Daddy', his father said coldly, 'Don't call me Daddy, I don't have a daughter like you', Later, my father simply avoided seeing him.

She never saw her father until she died.

It's a great feeling to be able to act like a baby in my father's arms.

Zheng Anyan was stunned for a moment, looking at Keren's daughter, her heart softened, but when she thought about what happened before, her face became serious.

"You still know that I am your father, don't you forget about your father when you have a lover? Why do you still come to see this old man?"

Jing Ning's tears flowed down frantically, and soon soaked his shoulders.

Zheng Anyan held her small face, which was blushing, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and her heart softened.

"Father, I'm sorry, it's my daughter who has lost her mind. Daddy is the most important thing in my daughter's heart. Daddy, Jing Ning doesn't want to marry, how about staying by Daddy's side all the time?"

Zheng Anyan looked at her little face crying with red eye sockets, feeling extremely distressed, and hurriedly wiped her tears with a handkerchief.

"Silly boy, how can you not marry?"

"My daughter just wants to be with my father. Dad, my daughter just went to the kitchen to fill up father's favorite soup. If my father drank it, please forgive my daughter." Zheng Jingning knelt down in front of Zheng Anyan holding the soup.

This kneeling was because of her ignorance in her previous life. In this life, she will definitely be filial to her father.

Zheng Anyan was taken aback: "That's all, I forgive you for my father, get up quickly."

The last grievance in Zheng Anyan's heart disappeared, how could father and daughter have an overnight feud, let alone his daughter knew her mistake and apologized so sincerely, how could he care about it?

In Yang's eyes, the affectionate look of father and daughter is like a thorn.

She couldn't figure out that Zheng Jingning was not going to meet his lover, but to see his father.

Are all the things she did in vain?

Jing Ning suddenly turned his head and glanced at Yang Shi.

Yang was wearing a yellow thin skirt, outlining her slim figure, with light makeup on her face, bright eyes and bright teeth, charming and charming, but there were some calculations in her eyebrows, a little petty.

On the way of her breaking up with her father, it was Zheng Xiuning's mother, Yang, who was always pushing the flames.

Yang is not an easy person.

My father met Yang when he was working in Yangzhou. At that time, my mother had an old illness and did not accompany her. Yang was a merchant woman who looked somewhat similar to her mother. She had some admiration for her father. Father's bed.

When his father came back, he didn't bring back Mrs. Yang, and he and his mother were still in love with each other as usual.After the mother died, the father did not continue.Until two years ago, Yang brought Zheng Xiuning to the door.

Perhaps because of guilt, or because he felt that the Prime Minister's Mansion should have a mistress, his father deliberately carried Yang into the door.

It's just that Jing Ning has always been ranked first in his father's heart. Before that, he asked Jing Ning for his opinion.If Jing Ning is unwilling, neither Yang nor Zheng Xiuning can enter.

When her mother passed away, Jing Ning was still young and had never felt her mother's love. Mrs. Yang stayed in the mansion for a while and treated her very well.

Jing Ning looked at their orphans and widows, and nodded, but he didn't expect to attract wolves in.

In her previous life, she was ignorant and always felt that Yang Shi was kind to her, and Zheng Xiuning was close to her, until she was thrown into the cold palace, and she didn't realize it a little bit.

Yang seems to be kind to her, but in fact he has been sowing discord between her and her father.

For example, why was Zhao Ying's letter still delivered to her?
Of course it was Yang's help.

Since she was reborn and returned, she couldn't make Yang Shi feel better.

"Doesn't Auntie not want Jingning to visit father?" Jingning blinked her innocent eyes and looked at Yang Shi.

Yang Shi was taken aback: "How could it be?"

"As soon as Jing Ning came in, my aunt kept staring at Jing Ning. Jing Ning thought that my aunt didn't like Jing Ning anymore." Jing Ning said innocently.

Zheng Anyan said with a straight face: "Jingning, your aunt has been worrying, why doesn't she like you?"

Jing Ning lowered his eyes.

At this time, Yang Shi was in charge of the backyard of the Zheng Mansion, and she was trusted by her father and liked by the old lady. If she directly said that she returned after death and revealed Yang Shi's true face, no one would believe her.

The days to come are long, and she will uncover Yang's skin bit by bit.

Jing Ning raised his head, with a hint of cuteness on his small face: "Jing Ning was joking with Auntie, please don't be angry, Auntie?"

……

The second floor of the restaurant.

The boy stood by the window.

He was wearing a black brocade robe with cloud patterns painted on the cuffs and a gold silk belt around his waist. He was tall and straight, with thick eyebrows and deep eyes. Innate nobility.His lips were tightly pressed together, staring in one direction, as if waiting for someone.

He held a gold hairpin in his hand, and after holding it for an unknown amount of time, the gold hairpin had already taken his body temperature.

When Zhao Ying closed his eyes, a bright and charming little face flashed in his mind. That little face hit his chest, and Zhao Ying couldn't help reaching out to touch it.When she smiles, she is slightly naive, and even the movement of sniffing her nose is so cute that people can't help but want to hug her and rub her.

She also looked at her with sparkling eyes, Zhao Ying believed that she also liked him, didn't leaving this gold hairpin on purpose imply that he would continue to meet?

Zhao Ying's heart seemed to be blossoming, and the thought of it made her feel sweet, and he almost couldn't wait to see her. Every moment of waiting was tormented, but it was also full of anticipation.

Zhao Ying stayed up all night to finish the tutor's homework, and waited here an hour in advance.

However, when the appointed time came, she still did not come.

Is something delayed?

Zhao Ying didn't leave until it was dark.

I didn't see her, and my heart was empty.

……

Jing Ning was really well-behaved for a few days, just in the yard, reciting poems and painting, being a female celebrity.

A few days later, Jing Ning wrote a letter, folded it into a beautiful shape, and handed it to Bi Hua: "Bi Hua, find a way to deliver this letter to His Highness, I want to make an appointment with His Highness tomorrow at this time." , meet at Piaoxiang Building."

"Miss, why are you still going to see His Highness the Third Highness!" Bi Hua was a little anxious.

Qingyue heard their conversation, and immediately moved over, rolling her eyes.

"If you want my maidservants to say it's better to be His Highness the Third Highness, such a handsome person, and he is kind to the young lady, how can that reckless man from the Xiao family compare? It is said that Mrs. Mang from the Xiao family is tall and burly, and can tear people apart with bare hands. "

Fear flashed in Jing Ning's eyes: "Bi Hua, go as soon as I tell you!"

As Jing Ning was speaking, he suddenly leaned into Bi Hua's ear and said, "Send this letter to Erniang Xiao of the Xiao family."

Bihua was a little puzzled, but the lady obviously didn't mean to see the third prince, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss, the servant will go right away."

Not long after Bihua left, Qingyue quietly went to Yang's yard.

Yang's face couldn't help showing a smile: "I just said why Zheng Jingning suddenly changed his temper? If the master knows that her cuteness these days is just pretending, and she has been lying to him..."

It will definitely be more chilling.

The next day.

"Miss, the Third Highness likes you to wear pink the most, so you can wear this." Qingyue held a pink skirt in her hand.

Jingning's eyes froze, Zhao Ying likes it?In this life, she will completely remove what Zhao Ying likes from herself.

Jing Ning looked at Bi Hua: "Bi Hua, go and get one."

Bihua was a little flattered.

Qingyue can speak well, and has always been liked by the young lady. She has been serving her for a long time, but she is increasingly rejected by the young lady, and everything she does is wrong.

The lady actually asked her to choose clothes.

Bihua took out a light yellow skirt.

Goose yellow, tender, gorgeous but not vulgar, she is only 14 years old, so she should wear it like this.

"it is good."

Bihua was very happy: "Miss, this servant will wait for you to change."

Qingyue looked at Bihua resentfully.

Jing Ning took Bi Hua out the door.

Piaoxianglou is the favorite place for noblemen and ladies in the capital. There are pavilions, pavilions, winding water cups, and occasional poetry, calligraphy and painting competitions. It is a good place for arty people.

When Jing Ning entered the reserved room, Bi Hua took off the outer cloak for her, and her graceful figure and delicate little face were fully displayed.

"Miss, Second Miss Xiao hasn't come yet, why don't you have some tea first."

Did you not come?
Jing Ning's eyes swept away, and finally landed on the beams of the house: "West Lake Vinegar Lotus Root, Sweet and Sour Pork Ribs, and Braised Pork. Since they didn't come, let Xiao Er serve them all. I ate them all by myself."

As soon as she finished speaking, a fiery red figure descended from the beam, sitting right across from her.

The young girl was dressed in red, her dark black hair was tied up, revealing her smooth forehead, her eyebrows were open and her figure was heroic, she was Xiao Yuan, the second wife of the Xiao family.

The Xiao family is a family of military generals, this daughter also raised a boy, she does not learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but only martial arts.

Xiao Yuan has two hobbies, one is delicious, and the other is a handsome young man.

She knows all the delicious food in the streets and alleys of the capital, especially the West Lake vinegar lotus root in Piaoxianglou.

Xiao Yuan leaned forward, stretched out her finger, and raised Jing Ning's sharp chin: "Why doesn't the beauty wait for the young master to eat together?"

Jing Ning's dark eyes were moist, looking at Xiao Yuan brightly, her bright red lips glowed with water, and her delicate and fair skin felt so good to the touch, Xiao Yuan felt that her bones were half crisp when she looked at it.

Xiao Yuan sat down on the chair and patted her little heart: "It's over, it's over, it's over, brother, if he knows that I covet his wife, he will definitely take my skin off."

Old friends get together, and the fragrance of tea permeates.

Jing Ning's heart also calmed down, he took a sip of tea, his eyes were a little wandering.

After being reborn, she not only needs to avenge revenge and repay kindness, but also enjoy this life, a life without Zhao Ying.

Jing Ning's voice was flat: "The matter between me and your elder brother is out of the question."

"Why is it out of order? The engagement is there. My brother will return to Beijing in two days, and then I will go to your house to propose marriage. My brother is very good. He is handsome and can hold it with one hand." Pick up a hammer that weighs one hundred catties. He fought one against a hundred. Once he encountered an enemy army of 100, he won by himself. Another time, he led several people deep into the enemy camp, and actually took off the Took the head of the opponent's coach..."

When talking about brother, Xiao Yuan can't stop talking, her eyes are full of admiration.

Jing Ning stopped drinking tea.

Listening to Xiao Yuan's description, she didn't worship at all, instead she outlined an image of Shura, and couldn't help but tremble.

In her previous life, she had met Xiao Yuan's elder brother Xiao Lin a few times.

The Xiao family is a family of military generals, Xiao Lin grew up in a military camp since he was a child, and he is a little different from all the sons and daughters in Yecheng.Erlang from the capital likes to wear white clothes, his face is as white as jade, and he writes poems, which have a romantic charm.

What about Xiao Lin?Xiao Lin's skin is honey-colored, and he has the figure of a teenager, covered with a thin layer of muscles. His face is tough and his features are deep. He is terrifying when he is fierce.

Xiao Lin didn't like her, when they met her for the first time, the look in her eyes was very gloomy, which almost made Jing Ning faint.

When they met for the second time, Xiao Lin drew his sabre, almost knocking Jing Ning into a faint.

Jing Ning can't imagine herself spending her whole life with such a man.

For the sake of my own life, I'd better find a son who is as gentle as jade.

"talk later."

"Jingning, are you looking for me today for anything else?"

Jing Ning said: "Your carved wooden dagger is very delicate, please carve one for me."

"That's right, the young master is a craftsman."

"How long will it take to carve?"

"Two or three days."

"When the sculpture is finished, send it to me."

After dinner, Jing Ning left.

With one foot on the table, Xiao Yuan has no image, holding a glass of wine in her hand, and is tasting the wine with her head up.

boom!
The chair under her feet was kicked down, and Xiao Yuan sat down on the ground.

Xiao Yuan only felt a burst of anger.

"Who dares to kick the young master's stool!"

The person who came was tall and tall, leaving behind a large shadow.Xiao Yuan faltered for a moment, got up quickly, squeezed her throat and said, "Brother, why are you back? No, how did you find this place?"

Xiao Lin sat down directly opposite Xiao Yuan.

"Just came back, my mother said that you have come out to fool around again, let me take you back."

"Brother, I'm not fooling around. Do you know who I'm drinking tea with here? If you come earlier, you can meet my sister-in-law." Xiao Yuan said.

"Jing Ning?"

The remaining half cup of tea in the teacup is especially fragrant.

Xiao Lin suddenly felt a little thirsty, and directly held the cup with calloused hands, and poured the remaining half cup of tea down his throat.

Xiao Yuan: "..."

Brother, this... this is too rascal!
(End of this chapter)