Jiang Chengjia was taken to a room next to the main compartment of the courtyard and threw it on the bed. The two strong men saw the little woman in front of him slowly sitting up from the bed with pain on her face. They thought carefully whether it was not light or heavy for the person to throw it away. But soon, the two big men took back their slightly greedy gazes and turned around and walked outside.

All I heard was the sound of a bang being closed firmly.

Jiang Chengjia sat up with great effort, leaned against the bed, and took a breath. Before she could look at the wing room, she heard the door being pushed open again, followed by a thud of footsteps. She lowered her head and looked at the bright spot in front of the door, and saw a dark shadow gradually leaning towards her and stopping in front of her.

Jiang Chengjia looked up and saw a man wearing a dark blue carved leaf picture and a curved hem robe with embroidered buckles and cloud patterns standing in front of her. The man looked very similar to Ning Zheng, and he was tall and tall, with long eyebrows and eight points of sword energy, thin lips and high noses. He was also a handsome man when he said that, but he still lacked the awesomeness and elegance of his father.

"Miss Jiang." Ning Nankun nodded at her.

Jiang Chengjia sobbed a few times and struggled hard, but unfortunately his mouth was tightly plugged, so he could only look at Ning Nankun with his eyes.

I saw the beauty leaning against the couch, her clothes were messy, her hair was falling down scattered, her pair of clear and beautiful eyes were half filled with hazy tears, her fair and delicate face was covered with stains, and she was extremely weak. It made people feel unbearable to see the pain in their hearts, as if someone was wasting his natural resources, which made the beauty so painful.

Ning Nankun hurried forward, took out the cotton wool from Jiang Chengjia's mouth, and apologized, "I'm sorry, I have to tie you up like this."

Jiang Chengjia didn't appreciate it and spat viciously, "Bah! What a forced one! Shameless!"

Ning Nankun's eyes moved slightly, he looked at her sharply, and concealed his anger and said calmly, "Miss Jiang, you are in my hands at this moment, so be careful when you speak."

"Ning Nankun, please call me sister-in-law! Are you not afraid of criticism from all over the world for doing such a thing that is worse than a pig or a dog?" Jiang Chengjia ignored his threat at all and said in a bad voice. The crisp and beautiful voice Ning Nankun liked it the more she heard it, but she became even more angry because of her sister-in-law.

"You should be my woman." Ning Nankun was a little annoyed, and stepped forward to pinch Jiang Chengjia's jaw, stared at her coldly, and said viciously.

"Bah!" Jiang Chengjia spitted at him, "You are afraid you have too many dreams! I am now the wife of the Marquis of Huaiyin! I am also your second brother's woman!"

Ning Nankun was sprayed with foam stains on his face, and the cold anger in his eyes became deeper and deeper. The hand holding her chin increased its strength, slowly pushing her into the corner, "Jiang, don't be ungrateful!"

Jiang Chengjia sneered, without showing any fear on his face, but said calmly, "Ning Nankun! If you dare to touch me, the Jiang clan, and even the head of the Shui Pavilion, Jiang Mengluo, will definitely remove you from the Great Wei Dynasty and ask you Prince De's Mansion to remove you from the Great Wei!"

The man in front of him was stunned and stared at Jiang Chengjia for a long time and suddenly burst into laughter, "Do you think I would believe that Shuige will attack me because of a woman like you?"

"Then you try it." Her eyes turned sly and brighter, and the corners of her lips slowly curled up.

Ning Nankun hesitated by the confidence in her eyes. He lowered his eyes and turned his eyes, looked out the window of the wing room with vigilance, and saw that the yard was empty, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He scoffed at the nose, "I don't know how Jiang Chengyi taught you privately. Do you really think that if you fool me like this, you can stop me?"

He pinched Jiang Chengjia's hand and suddenly let go, then threw her on the bed with force, stood in front of the bed with his hands behind his back and said, "I will not be as despicable as Ning Nanyou. I will not attack you before I marries you and get married in the bridal chamber."

Ning Nankun's eyes showed contempt and disdain, as if he had remembered something, frowned with contempt and ordered outside, "Come here, find a few old nannies to wash up Miss Jiang. Instruct the mansion to set up a banquet and prepare for the wedding, and do what I told yesterday. I will marry Miss Jiang tonight."

Jiang Chengjia's eyes showed a surprised look. She knew that Ning Nankun had thought about her, but she didn't expect that I was so urgent. It was obvious that in Luoyang, she married Ning Nanyou, but Ning Nankun didn't say a word, and even disappeared in those few days. Today, she ran to Wuling to steal his wife with Ning Nanyou. This behavior made her puzzled.

A low voice came from outside the house.

Immediately afterwards, a slave pushed the door open. Jiang Chengjia looked at the door through the gauze tent and saw several elderly old nannies who were bent over and walked in.

Ning Nankun walked out of the door and before leaving, he ordered, "Please ask the nanny to clean Miss Jiang."

When Jiang Chengjia heard his words, he couldn't help but feel amused and crying. Wash her clean? Could it be that she had to be cooked in the pot and eaten? Why does this sound so much like treating her as a ingredient for a dish?

She raised her eyebrows, and actually knew in her heart that Ning Nankun was disgusting her as the wife of the Marquis of Huaiyin, not the pure and proud woman in the boudoir who was not afraid of the powerful. He was thinking that she was dirty.

Jiang Chengjia sneered and looked down on Ning Nankun more and more. This person pretended to be infatuated in front of her, and wanted to pretend to be a gentleman, and did not attack her easily. He turned around and changed his appearance, which was really disgusting.

Ning Nankun left the house and had not calmed down yet, a person rushed down the corridor outside the yard.

He looked closely and saw Shi An running towards him panting, leaning over and bowing, and saying to him, "Report to the King! The Marquis of Huaiyin has brought his men to Linyuan to Quanling City!"

This man was tall and strong, wearing blue iron armor, with a ring-headed iron knife around his waist, with a rough look, kneeling under the steps, waiting for the noble man standing on the steps to reply.

"How many people have you brought?" Ning Nankun asked carefully with his eyes.

"There are only about twenty people in the group." Shi An reported truthfully. Ning Nankun's eyes showed a look of surprise.

"Twenty people rushed to Quanling to save Jiang Chengjia? Ning Nanyou really deserves his life?" He raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully, "In the past few years, Ning Nanyou has become worse than before..."

He turned around and looked at the closed door, lowered his eyes and said, "He valued Jiang Chengjia so much. What would he think if he learned that I would marry her tonight?"

"Shi An..." Ning Nankun's eyes were hidden, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Send your soldiers to set up an ambush around Quanling, and wait for him to come and approach slowly. I want to see how many people there will be to save him."

"No!" Shi An bowed again, then stood up and bowed, and retreated.

Ning Nankun stepped towards the study room in the North Courtyard, opened the door, and saw a person inside waiting for him to come.

He entered the door, slowly locked the door, walked behind the screen, sat in front of the lacquer table, held a teapot, poured a cup, then looked up at the person who was standing in front of the screen, bent down at him and kept his polite posture, "What news has Jiangling sent back?"

The light of the morning shone in from the window, gradually illuminating the figure hiding in the dark. The man was wearing a dark red robe, which looked sparse and wide. He was raised on his body, and his hair was crowned with a long hairpin of a dead tree. He was thin, his face was wrinkled, and his face was inlaid with a rosacea on his face, his face was red, his lips were chapped, and his lips were bleached, which looked completely incompatible with the gorgeous long dress of his body. At this point, this man felt very mediocre, and his appearance was ugly, which made people uncomfortable. But when he looked up, he was easily attracted by his bright and bright eyes. His dark eyes seemed to be dark in the world, sharp and smart, and unforgettable.

"My lord, don't be anxious, please make a promise to pay homage first." As soon as he made a sound, it felt uncomfortable to hear it. Ning Nankun, who was sitting upright in front of the desk, was very calm, as if he had become accustomed to it.

He nodded slightly to the man, and then he started to taste the tea on his own. Then he felt the tea was bitter and yelled dissatisfied, "I don't know why my father likes this tea? It's extremely difficult to taste, it's bitter and the tea color is not good."

The man standing in front of the screen seemed to be unable to hear Ning Nankun's muttering. He first knelt down and bowed, then bowed twice before slowly getting up from the ground, and then stood beside him with his back bent.

"Doctor Ling said it..." Ning Nankun took another sip of tea, frowned, and let the bitterness echo on his lips and tongue. Then he couldn't help it and hurriedly spit it into the spittoon, shook his head with a sad expression.

The person standing beside him smiled and reminded, "My lord is not used to drinking this tea, so don't try it with your teeth, otherwise you will suffer."

Ning Nankun paused his eyes, and continued to pick up the teapot and pour a cup of tea for himself, saying dissatisfiedly, "Doctor Ling wants to remind me... If he can't swallow Jiang's family and Ning Nanyou in one breath, then give up?"

The man lowered his head and smiled again, his smile hidden in his eyes and was bottomless.

"The lower official has no such intention. It is the lord who misinterpreted the lower official's intention." This person spoke slowly, but every word was full of power.

"Shen Youzhi. Enough. I know my father's intention to send you to my house." Ning Nankun was a little annoyed and continued, "If you don't be your position as a doctor, the consequences will be like Guo Shaoqian!"

"My lord, don't move your mind on the lower lord. The lower lord cannot move it..." This tribute that Ning Nankun called Shen Youzhi was refuted.

"You!" Ning Nankun was blocked and stared at the man, and after a long time he said, "I really don't know what my father likes you, why did he dig you from Jizhou and be a doctor's order for me?"

"This... the lord needs to ask the King of Dai." Shen Youzhi smiled softly again. He had no shortage of etiquette, but his attitude was so annoying.
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