He smiled and said, "Then what are you talking about?"

Jiang Chengjia answered truthfully: "I'm talking about how my sister-in-law revealed Fu Bo's conspiracy..."

Ning Nan chuckled softly and said calmly: "This matter has been so long, so what is it still discussed?"

She heard what he meant, and was still a little nervous, but she was extremely calm on the surface: "What? Erlang still doesn't allow me to discuss with my maid and discuss my sister-in-law?"

Ning Nanyou lowered his eyes and remained silent, but his eyes were still hanging on the golden silk paper that had been crumpled into pieces.

Jiang Chengjia browed, frowned, and said angrily: "What? Do you doubt that I can't communicate with Emperor Wei?"

The husband was poked at the center of the matter, his eyes flashed slightly, he avoided his eyes, and looked over the painted wall in front of the house.

Jiang Chengjia saw his attitude, a little surprised and disappointed. Unexpectedly, after so long, she gave birth to a child for him, and Ning Nanyou still had doubts about her. Once she saw her sneaky and panic, she immediately guessed whether she had any unfaithful intentions towards him.

The girl looked light and silently fell a layer of sorrow, smiled infatuation, and said tone: "I thought you would never doubt me again."

She closed her eyes and suddenly felt bored. She stuffed the piece of golden Xuan and the silk that had written on the table into his arms, and said impatiently: "Let's see what this is? See if I'm lying to you? See if I'm lying!"

Qian Shan behind her was shocked and did not expect Jiang Chengjia to be so bold. Although Ning Nanyou would not understand the contents of the golden rice paper even after reading it, it would inevitably make him feel strange. If he thought the contents of the letter were the code words for their correspondence with Emperor Wei, that would be awful.

Unexpectedly, Ning Nanyou held the silk and gold Xuan, and without even glanced at it, he stuffed it back into Jiang Chengjia's hand.

He only heard him sigh softly: "I'm not good, I'm sorry."

Qianshan was surprised, surprised, and amazed! She thought that Ning Nanyou would at least open it and take a look.

The girl seemed to have expected this result and said in a depressing tone: "I'm tired of hearing your words. I don't know how many times I have emphasized to you that even if I betray all the people in this world, I will never betray you."

Ning Nanyou seemed to be touched, and his upright posture was now bent into a curve, gradually becoming a little decadent.

The atmosphere in the house suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley, deserted and lost its temperature.

After a long time, Jiang Chengjia suddenly stood up, raised his long sleeves, tidied up his clothes, and then prepared to leave.

The husband knew that his behavior had angered her, so he gently grabbed her skirt with his jade-like knuckles and sighed, "I understand. Aluo, don't be angry."

Jiang Chengjia was really tired of his attitude and tone, so he said coldly: "It's late at night. Tomorrow I will take you to meet Deng Qing. Qianshan and take Junhou to the small attic to rest."

She threw the end of her skirt and snatched her hem from his hand. She still had a graceful posture and left slowly, as if she was saying that she was not sad about her husband's suspicion.

The more this happens, the more it will make Ning Nan feel guilty.

Jiang Chengjia knew him very well. If he wanted to spend this tonight safely, he could only treat him so cruelly.

However, she was indeed angry, and when she saw him doubting her so much, she couldn't help but feel angry.

Qianshan watched the girl's figure disappearing like a bright and stern moon at the end of the corridor, and felt a little impressed.

Seeing Ning Nanyou sitting alone in the hall with a loss, Qianshan endured it for a while before asking carefully: "Mr. Lord? I will take you to the living yard to clean the attic?"

Ning Nanyou didn't say anything, but he had already stood up as she said.

Qianshan consciously led the way ahead.

On this night, the sky was covered with clouds, the moon was bright, the stars were sparse, and the wind blew, and a chill lingered in.

Ning Nanyou frowned and felt a dull pain coming from his legs. When he and Jiang Chengjia were having fun, they had long forgotten about this, and the legs were very awkward and stopped the attack.

The cold wind blew, and the pain was hurt without a head or tail, which really made him distressed.

He rubbed his brain irritably, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. What he did to make Jiang Chengjia angry. Now, I'm afraid that even if his legs hurt so much, the girl wouldn't look at him.

Ning Nanyou followed Qianshan dejectedly to a loft.

Here, it is far from the vestibule of the living courtyard and the main hall, and its location is indeed secret. If Deng Qing suddenly visited here, he would never pay attention to it.

But Ning Nanyou was very dissatisfied.

Because the small attic is in the air, there is only a very narrow red ladder to climb.

But his legs were sore and could not bend, let alone climbing the red ladder.

He looked at Qianshan and couldn't help but wonder if Jiang Chengjia was deliberately trying to make things difficult for him.

Qianshan blinked innocently and said, "June... Your house is above you. This place is the most hidden, and you will never be discovered if you hide it here. As for General Lu Xun and others, they have been arranged by the Queen to another place, and they are also hiding it cleverly and the location is very safe."

Ning Nanyou's deep eyes were nailed to her body, and after a while, Qian Shan's eyes made her hair fur all over.

She was covered in coldness and said in fear: "Mr....If nothing happens, I will sue you first."

Qianshan bowed in a hurry, turned around immediately, and ran away.

The husband in front of the red ladder sighed heavily, feeling a little worried. He looked up at the narrow space above the top, his face turned gloomy, raised his internal strength, and took a little under his feet, and used his light skills to fly up.

The front porch of the attic is also very narrow, and there is almost no one standing.

Ning Nanyou flew up and was about to land, but his feet felt sore and almost fell off the corridor.

He had a gloomy face and a breath of breath in his lungs, helpless and funny.

He got into the room, stumbled onto the bed, let out a long breath, rubbed his sore knees gently, and curled in pain in the corner.

In a daze, I fell into the whirlpool of my dreams.

He had a long and ethereal dream.

In the dream, the mountains and rivers are hazy and the mist is gentle. A thatched hut is located among the small peaks beside the mountains and rivers.

In the room, he saw a slender and delicate woman, rolling up her hair and rolling up her sleeves in a straightforward manner. Then, he saw that the lady picked up the weed hoe leaning against the door and walked out of the door.

Under the dizzy and dazzling sunlight, he saw the woman's appearance clearly under the shade of the tree, and his eyes widened in surprise.

That person is Jiang Chengjia.

There was no longer the sweet smile like this now on her face. From her watery eyes that had lost their color, Ning Nanyou read a trace of despair.

He frowned and was a little puzzled. His body slowly approached the thatched hut as his heart was facing.

I saw that the beauty who once wore gorgeous clothes and was often as graceful as butterflies, was now wearing coarse linen clothes and doing farm work in the countryside with sweat on her head.

He floated among the woods, looking at this scene, his eyes were full of gentleness. He thought to himself: This is probably his life with Aluo in the future. Men farm and women weave, and ignore the world.

The beautiful woman's appearance of weeding hard is as fresh and elegant as a flowing cloud looking at the flowers.

He was fascinated by the sight, and suddenly a soft cry came from the thatched hut: "Mother..."

Ning Nanyou turned sideways and looked back. He saw a soft little ball, jumping and running out of the house with unsteady steps, and ran to the beautiful woman. His pink hands carefully grabbed the woman's hem, and his round and dark eyes flashed, and he said seriously and seriously: "The doctor said... You are not tired. Mother, go back to the house with me. Someone will help you with the work in the farmland."

Her soft and soft little glutinous rice sound made Ning Nanyou's heart turn into a piece.

This is his daughter, his and Aluo's children.

The beautiful woman suddenly stopped the hoe in her hand, and her face suddenly became bleak. She slowly squatted down and looked at the cute and soft little girl in front of her. She seemed to be unable to control the sadness in her heart. She hugged her, sobbed and started crying.

The girl in front of her was crying with tears in her face, her breathlessness, and her body trembled continuously.

The little girl in her arms was at a loss.

Ning Nanyou, who was standing in the distance and watching everything, was also at a loss. He wanted to step forward to comfort him, but realized that he was just a wandering soul in his dream and could only stop.

"Mom, why are you crying?" The little girl looked puzzled and sad.

The beautiful woman swallowed even more: "It's nothing, it's okay. Mom just misses your father too much."

The little girl immediately raised her smile and comforted her mother, "Mom, Uncle Lu wrote to me and said... Daddy is coming back soon. Mom, you can see Daddy soon."

The beautiful woman lowered her eyes, her eyes quiet and sad: "Nannuan, mom...I want to send you down the mountain, can I stay at Aunt Xiao Cui for a while?"

The little girl fluttered her thick eyelashes and didn't understand her mother's words: "Mom, why do you want me to live in Aunt Xiao Cui's place?"

The beautiful woman coaxed her, "Because Aunt Xiao Cui misses you?"

The little girl was easily coaxed to be happy and immediately smiled and said, "Aunt Xiao Cui misses me, and I miss Aunt Xiao Cui too."

The beautiful woman seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and hugged the little girl tightly in her arms for a moment, as if she was reluctant to leave.

Not long after, Ning Nanyou saw that what Jiang Chengjia said was Xiao Cui, came to the mountain.

It seems that many years have passed in his dream. Xiao Cui has already combed her hair bun at this time, which has several more beautiful and charm than when she was young.

His little daughter was like a little rabbit, whizzing towards Xiao Cui, laughing like a silver bell, and shouting, "Aunt Xiao Cui!"

Xiao Cui opened her arms, her eyes were filled with brilliance, and she easily picked up the little girl like a glutinous rice ball, turned around, and asked gently, "Does Nuannuan miss me?"

The little girl nodded vigorously and kept hiking into her arms.

Xiao Cui hugged her and slowly looked at the beautiful woman standing by the thatched cottage.
Chapter completed!