First Daughter is so charming: Your Majesty, you are poisonous

Ning Xiyue's beautiful face smiled unabated, but his heart turned a hundred times and thought a thousand times.

I have been mourning in the temple this month. I have no choice but to have a heart for the things in the house.

Since Ning Jiahe dared to secretly prescribe medicine to his father, Lu Wen dared to take everything in the house as his own.

She was blind in her previous life and never cared about the trifles in the house, but when she came back from her rebirth in this life, no matter her relatives or the general's house, she must not be calculated.

She must take the account book away before landing Wen tampers with it.

Thinking of this, Ning Xiyue called Cuiliu and said, "Cuiliu, you bring someone to carry the account book back. Aunt Lu is weak. We'd better do some things ourselves."

"Yes, miss." The emerald willow answered with a crisp voice. Then she hurried to call someone.

After a while, Cui Liu took two servants and openly moved the account books in the house.

Looking at what he finally got, he was taken away without covering the heat in his hand. Lu Wen was angry.

Ning Jiahe gently took Lu Wen's hand and said with a smile, "Mom, aren't you tired? Will your daughter help you back to your room to have a rest?"

Lu Wen nodded. She was eager to never see Ning Xiyue.

"Aunt Lu, wait a minute."

Taking a step forward, Ning Xiyue smiled like a flower: "you haven't given yue'er the key to the warehouse yet?"

Looking at the beautiful face in front of him that looks like Gong Xuerou, Lu Wen wants to tear it up. Damn Ning xieyue, it must be intentional.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Wen reached out and took the warehouse key from his arms and put it in Ning Xiyue's hand: "second lady, I can go back and have a rest!"

"Look what aunt Lu said. Of course you can go back and have a rest."

Ning Xiyue turned sideways. Ning Jiahe looked deeply, and then helped Wen to rest.

Glancing at the key in his hand, Ning analyzed the arc of the moon's lip angle, which was getting cold.

Rather than return to her yard, Ning Xiyue brought Cuiliu to the warehouse.

The storeroom of the general's house is full of treasures given by the emperor, exquisite silk and satin, pearls and porcelain, and there are countless.

Because it is a gift from the emperor, there can be no mistake, so usually the warehouse is guarded by a specially assigned person. I'm afraid some thieves will rob it.

"Miss, do you want to check these?"

Cui Liu tilted her head. The young lady was never interested in these things before. Why did she suddenly come to the warehouse today?

"Cui Liu, go outside and watch."

Seeing Ning Xiyue's cold face, Cui Liu nodded and went to the door to guard.

Go to a shelf, reach out and pick up a carved glazed porcelain bottle on it, look at the rough Wenluo on it, Ning xieyue's beautiful face is instantly covered with a layer of frost.

Sure enough, I guessed right.

In order to confirm, Ning Xiyue looked at a lot of Royal gifts and found that most of the gifts given by the emperor in the warehouse had been lost.

What is displayed here are all fakes, and the workmanship is extremely rough.

Needless to say, Lu Wen must have lost his bag because no one paid attention to them at ordinary times.

"Aunt Lu, how dare you."

The red lips are tight and pursed. Ning Xiyue is almost angry.

Selling gifts privately is a great crime of copying the family and destroying the family. My father has made great achievements in the war and will inevitably make enemies in the imperial court. If someone catches this handle and plays one, the general's house will be unlucky.

The more Ning Xiyue thought about it, the more he felt that this matter could not be treated carelessly. He must restore everything to its original state before it was discovered by others.

But the difficulty is here. If all the Royal gifts in the warehouse go into Lu Wen's pocket, how can she make Lu Wen spit out?

Ning yueman is anxious. Who will spit out the treasure from his hand? Lu Wen is not so stupid, and Ning Jiahe is not so stupid.

When Ning Qiyue was imagining various methods, his shoulder suddenly sank, and the man's ambiguous heat sprayed behind his ears: "what are you thinking, is it me?"

Ning Xiyue turned back and looked at the man who didn't know when to appear in front of him: "Hua... Hua Yin, why are you here?"

Looking at Cui Liu, I didn't find Feng Huayin coming in.

"What's the matter? You look so bad."

Reaching out to wipe the fine sweat on Ning's forehead, Feng Huayin said in a worried tone: "is it all right?"

"Nothing..."

Ning Xiyue bit her lips. What she was nervous about was not the sudden appearance of Feng Huayin, but the ambiguous distance between them

She could clearly feel his strong heartbeat and the smell of grass lingering at the tip of his nose. The palm of his hand around his waist could still feel the hot temperature even across his clothes.

With a red cheek, Ning Xiyue hurried back and said calmly, "you haven't said why you suddenly appeared here. What's the matter?"

"Nothing. I just miss you. Come and see you on the way."

Feng Huayin stood up straight and glanced at the porcelain on the shelf: "these things... Were lost."

How can people who grew up in the royal family not have this insight? At a glance, Feng Huayin could see that these were fake.

Knowing that she couldn't hide it, Ning Xiyue nodded helplessly: "you guessed right. I'm worried about it."

She doesn't want anything or anything to affect her father and the general's house. She wants to solve it before it is discovered.

However, it was very helpless for her to feel her own ability. Even though she got the power of the palm family from Lu Niang's hand, how many Lu Niang's eyelints were there in the government? Who knows?

Besides, even if you are lucky enough to ship all these fakes, how can you bring back the real Royal gifts?

What Lu Wen got, how could it be so good for her to spit out?

As long as I think of these many factors, Ning Xiyue hates her incompetence and cowardice.

Clearly know that this is a hidden danger, but I don't have the ability to solve it. Ning Xiyue's heart is full of self blame.

Feng Huayin's greatest fear is to see Ning Xiyue sad. Now he sees his beloved woman frowning, which is even more depressing.

He stepped forward and gently hugged the woman's thin body into his arms with his long arm. His hoarse voice was very magnetic: "don't worry, I'll solve it with me."

"You?"

Ning Xie Yue Xiu frowned, quietly pulled down the other party's hand and shook his head: "no need."

Feng Huayin's situation is already very difficult. How can she pull him into such a deep pit?

"Moon."

A trace of pain flashed through the deep fundus of his eyes. As soon as Feng Huayin wanted to speak, he heard a sound outside.

He frowned hard, stepped forward and gently kissed Ning Xiyue on his forehead. His voice was dark and dumb: "give it to me."

Then he flew away from the warehouse.

Ning Xiyue stood in place, and the temperature on her head reminded her that she could not refuse the man named Feng Huayin.

Although she tried to keep a distance and relationship with him, Feng Huayin's every move and every word she said to herself were deeply imprinted in her mind.

Ning Xiyue laughed at herself: "Hua Yin, in previous life and this life, am I destined to avoid you?"