"Uncle Dou's attack on me must have nothing to do with the past. But I don't think... the reason why he wanted to kill me was just to avenge Dou San Uncle. Dou Xunfen was not an impulsive person. Cheng Yue once clearly stated that Dou Xunen's death was a murderous move by a member of the Dou family, and it happened to be found out from Jianye that Dou Jue had appeared in the eastern suburbs where Dou Xunen was killed.

This shows that the Dou family who poisoned Dou Xunen was Dou Jue, the head of the Dou family. Dou Jue, the Duke of Zuo Fengyi, was Dou Xunen's biological father, and the tiger poison did not eat his son. Why did he kill his own son? Such a huge secret can be regarded as a Dou family scandal. Dou Xunfen suddenly learned that he would not be shocked? He should consider how to hide the matter from him instead of impulsively attacking me... There is no reason." Ning Nanyou glanced at him, hanged his lips slightly, and said seriously, "Even if the incident back then was related to my father, but Uncle Dou knew my temperament well and knew that I had a guardian and guardian beside me. If the assassination failed, I would definitely chase him and find out the truth. He should not want to break the dust after so many years of the incident that happened that year, right?"

"Then...Why does Anping Hou want to kill you?" Zhou Yuanmo couldn't figure out the reason behind this at this moment, and he touched his chin and muttered to himself.

Ning Nanyou fell silent. He remembered that Dou Taijun asked his son to travel thousands of miles and traveled alone to Linyuan to find him. He also felt strange. Why did Dou Taijun ask him to be careful of Dou's people?

Dou Xunen, the person he should call him Uncle San. Ning Nanyou remembered that he had practiced painting and sketching under his teachings when he was a child and learned his brush skills. Even so, the two of them had only been together for a year, and Ning Nanyou was still young at that time, so he did not have a deep impression of Dou Xunen.

Dou, except for Dou Taijun and Dou Yueshan, the rest of Dou Nanyou had almost no intersection with Ning Nanyou. Even if Dou Xunen's death was not as unexpected as the surface, his death should not have anything to do with him. Why did Dou Taijun let him be careful of the Dou clan members?

He thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out, and his thoughts were mixed.

Unless the truth about this was found out, even if he thought about it, he would not know the reason.

After pondering for a while, Ning Nanyou ordered Zhou Yuanmo: "So that since he was attacked by bandits on his way to Luoyang, he must have been assassinated several times after this. My father is a person who will not give up until he achieves his goal. You should send a letter to Luoyang and inform all the nearby guards to protect Ziyue's safety."

Zhou Yuanmo responded: "Here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up and bowed to Ning Nanyou, saying, "Since that's the case... I will take my leave first."

Ning Nanyou lowered his head and ignored him. When Zhou Yuanmo walked to the threshold, the man inside suddenly said, "After completing this matter, go to the schoolyard to receive twenty military sticks."

Zhou Yuanmo's right leg, which had been lifted out of the house, suddenly stopped in the air, turned his head and looked at him with a stiff look, and said softly: "Is the lord joking?"

Ning Nanyou raised his pupils and glanced at him without saying a word.

The person in front of the house instantly noticed a chilly cold air, and was forced to nod helplessly and said, "Sir, please obey the order."

The man in black clothes, who was sitting on the mat with his body straight down, lowered his eyes again, picked up the ink pen, opened the file placed aside, and made annotations.

Zhou Yuanmo shook his head helplessly and left the study room.

There was silence in the house again.

Ning Nanyou held on the case table and corrected several files. Zhou Yuanmo's words just now revolved in his mind, and he thought of Jiang Chengjia's pretty little face without realizing it, and his heart was moved.

Did he really fall in love with her?

Ning Nanyou seemed to have confirmed what he meant.

He stared at the sun outside the window and was filled with excitement. His mind was full of messy thoughts.

After a long time, he took a deep breath, stared at the picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water placed on the small pear wooden table next to him. Two strings of tassels were tied underneath, and some finely carved round jade beads were looked at for a while, and gradually calmed down and his face became calm.

This purse was embroidered by Li Xiangjun. Before he set out to meet Mr. Jiang in the county, she specially sent a servant to send it to him, indicating that the love was conveyed. Ning Nanyou was disdainful and unwilling to wear it, but he could not refuse it sternly, nor could he return it directly. He could only use the excuse of being untimely and not being able to show off, and he had never touched this object.

But at this moment, he had to rethink.

Ning Nanyou stood up, hung the purse with excellent color matching by the embroidered worker next to the Qinglong jade pendant on his waist, rubbed it for a while, and walked out of the house.

Regardless of whether he likes Jiang Chengjia or not.

No matter what he thought in his heart, there is a saying that Zhou Yuanmo said very well. Now is the critical moment. If he was shaken by Jiang Chengjia at this time, how could he be worthy of this battle? How could he be worthy of the brothers who died in the battle, and how could he be worthy of the seriously injured and disabled Jiang Chan? This drama needs to continue.

He walked towards the southern courtyard with steady steps, not to pay tribute to Cao, but to meet Li Xiangjun.

After several rounds under the corridor, he walked into the Nanyang Pavilion where Li Xiangjun lived through the back door. Before he could get close, he heard a crying sound coming from inside.

He looked inside from the window that had set up a crack, and saw Li Xiangjun leaning weakly on the couch, leaning against the fence, crying and crying.

"Princess... Stop crying, hurt your eyes carefully..." The little maid on the side persuaded him carefully, and couldn't bear it, and felt distressed. She felt very uncomfortable when she saw her master's heartbrokenness. "No matter what, the girl in Jiang is, the wife of the Marquis of Huaiyin, the daughter of the maids, and the legitimate wife of the Marquis of Jun. It is also forced to go to see her first. If Junhou has a broken relationship with the daughter of Jiang, I'm afraid it's not easy to explain to King Huai. In Junhou's heart, you are still the most important thing. Look, although Junhou had not visited you yesterday, he sent Lord Ji to send you some precious medicinal materials, and he also told me to cook medicine carefully for you. This is to ask Aunt Biyun to serve you, and to let Sun Yiling live in the South Hospital and be on standby at any time... I clearly feel sorry for you."

Li Xiangjun wiped his tears and murmured: "I know he has his own difficulties, and I am not an unreasonable person. But... I still feel sad when I heard about him resting in the North Courtyard last night."

The little maid said again: "Miss... don't be sad. I heard that... The reason why Junhou stayed in the North Courtyard last night was because the Jiang girl deliberately went out to get out of the rain in the middle of the night, and deliberately waited for Junhou to appear on the stone road in the backyard, so she turned Junhou to the North Courtyard."

Li Xiangjun gently locked Qingdian's thin eyebrows and said coldly: "Who did you hear this? Don't talk nonsense. Even if Junhou has a daughter in his heart, then... after all, he is his wife, and it is common for him to be moved. Besides... A Luo is a good girl..."

The little maid was annoyed when she heard Li Xiangjun's humble tone, and her tone doubled, saying: "Is Jiang's girl a good girl? Princess, you are too kind and simple... Have you forgotten that she stole the secrets of Junhou's study? Have you forgotten that she let you wait for an afternoon, which made you worsen the cold?"

Li Xiangjun's face was pale and leaned weakly on the jade pillow and said, "There must be any misunderstandings in this... Don't talk nonsense."

"I didn't say anything... I'm telling the truth. You went to stop me personally. This girl Jiang is not good at it... She must argue with you, which leads to Mr. Zhou. After being exposed, she pretends to faint, and she makes Mrs. Cao sick." The little maid continued to say angrily.

Outside the house, Ning Nanyou, who heard all this, had his expression slightly changed, and his dark eyes dimmed.

At first, he didn't know why Jiang Mengluo wanted to dismiss the maids he sent to the North Courtyard to serve. Now, he knew why.

How can we be at peace with such a group of servants and maids carrying their masters on their backs?

Ning Nanyou stared at the eyes and pondered for a moment, and walked towards Li Xiangjun's house.

"This matter... don't talk about it any more... The Lord is busy, so it's fine if we can't relieve our worries. If we still have to cause trouble, it will be a little bit worse for him." Li Xiangjun instructed the maid beside him with a very serious expression.

Seeing that she said this, the maid naturally couldn't continue to say anything, but she felt wronged for Li Xiangjun.

"Don't continue talking about what's the matter?"

Suddenly, a low and hoarse question came from outside the door.

Li Xiangjun suddenly looked up and looked at the door with expectations. He saw a man in black clothes standing in front of the door with his hands on his back, with a slight smile on his lips and a gentle look at her.

"Zhaoyuan!" Li Xiangjun called out in surprise, dragged his weak body, opened his arms and ran towards him ecstatically. Ning Nanyou saw her pounce, his eyes paused slightly, and a hint of repulsion appeared in his eyes, but soon this unobvious emotion was indulged in his bright starry eyes, and was covered by a thick tenderness.

He took Li Xiangjun who was rushing towards him with big arms and said with a smile: "Jun'er is so impatient now, aren't you afraid that the others in my mansion will see him?"

Li Xiangjun hugged his waist tightly with both hands, rubbed his head hard on his chest twice, and then snuggled for a while and reluctantly let him go, "I'm afraid everyone in your mansion knows that you and me have a relationship."

She quipped inadvertently, her eyebrows and eyes were as beautiful as waves, staring at him affectionately.

Ning Nanyou curled his lips slightly, calmed down the wrinkles on his clothes without moving, and said softly: "Jun'er, don't worry, when I succeed, I will definitely marry you. I will not let anyone talk about us anymore."

When Li Xiangjun heard this, a layer of heat immediately surged in her pair of waving eyes. She nodded with tears in her head and said, "I believe in you."

Ning Nanyou controlled the heat appropriately, took two steps back, and deliberately exposed the purse around his waist.

Li Xiangjun soon noticed the purse hanging around his waist, stared at him with his eyes, stood in front of the house blankly, staring at the purse blankly.

Ning Nanyou saw her stunned, frowned slightly and then flattened, "What are you looking at?"
Chapter completed!