Jiang Chengyi looked at her for no reason, and Taohua turned her eyes and said strangely: "What are your face changing?"

Seeing that he didn't understand what he meant, Jiang Chengjia couldn't help laughing dryly, lowered his eyes and secretly looked at the husband leaning against the soft couch. He lowered his head with guilt and did not dare to speak.

Sure enough, the husband who was lying on the couch slowly turned his body, and then supported his slender arms, sat up, raised his eyebrows and asked her in a cold voice: "Why does this marquis listen to Jiang Xiaozhi's name in my brother's mouth...a little familiar?"

He suddenly called himself this marquis, and invisibly formed a kind of oppression and attacked the three people present.

Jiang Chengyi said "uh", and suddenly understood what the girl meant just now, and said with a strange expression: "A Luo, have you... not told me about this?"

"Haha..." The girl rolled her eyes at him.

When she was helpless, a sinister question suddenly came from her ears: "It seems... Madam knows who Jiang Xiao is? This person has been searching for me for a long time."

The girl was creepy, her shoulders thrust, and she smiled awkwardly: "June...what is Xun Jiang Xiaozu?"

"Don't you know that Mrs. Jiang Xiao not only stole the military talismans of this marquis, but also burned the treasure pavilion on the marquis' mansion."

Ning Nanyou said twice: "I thought my wife was very concerned about this marquis. She didn't even know about this?"

Jiang Chengjia knew that he was teasing her, but she still felt guilty for no reason. She lowered her head and said pitifully: "How can I know these things before I married into the Lord's Mansion? When I entered the capital, I was like those noble ladies. I didn't leave the door and didn't step in the two doors."

She felt aggrieved, her eyes were filled with water, and her delicate appearance made people feel distressed.

Unexpectedly, the girl had not successfully created the atmosphere. Jiang Chengyi, who was sitting opposite him, burst out laughing. The laughter made the whole room completely fall into a strange atmosphere. Jiang Chengjia rolled his eyes hard at his brother, wishing to reveal his nature, and immediately gave him a palm and patted him back to Qiangsang.

Seeing that the other three people in the room were staring at him, Jiang Lang stopped his smile and said in a hoarse voice: "A Luo... If you want to hide this matter, you can make up a decent reason..."

Jiang Chengjia stared at him with a grudge and thought to himself: How can a brother in the world dismantle his sister like this?

Looking at the girl's expression, Jiang Chengyi only found it funny and did not feel any shame. Instead, she stared at her with interest. She thought Ning Nanyou would have the same reaction as him. But who expected, Junhou waved his long arm and stopped the girl in his arms, protecting her and said, "Brother, why is Aluo's reason unreasonable? Isn't she the daughter of the Jiang Mansion? She is not the noble girl in the capital?"

Jiang Chengyi blinked and was stunned, but he didn't know what to answer him for a moment.

"If my brother doesn't say it, he will have nothing to say to refute. Since A Luo is a noble girl, he naturally follows the rules of the boudoir. She is indeed a lady who never leaves the house." Ning Nanyou raised his eyebrows lightly and retorted for her with a quarrel.

He followed Jiang Chengjia's words and continued to lie for her: "So, it is normal for the wife to not know Jiang Xiao. Now, she is just pretending to be this person and using her name to cause another storm in the capital."

As he spoke, he got closer and closer to the girl, smiling on his face and dark in his eyes.

At this moment, a choking smell of blood mixed with the breath of Chinese medicine rushed towards her, causing her heart to tremble. The girl looked up at him and quickly caught a trace of forbearance from the bottom of her eyes. She immediately understood something, and her heart sank, and all the pleasure turned into uneasiness. She forced herself to support her and said, "Junhou is right."

Before they finished speaking, the two looked at each other and suddenly giggled, their eyes dark and their smiles a little creepy.

Jiang Chengyi didn't know what they were thinking, but he thought the couple was talking nonsense and making up without hesitation. He sat next to Mu Yun, and could not help but feel stunned when they saw the scene. They were amazed at the cheeky skin and had to complain in their hearts: Sure enough, it's not that the whole family doesn't enter the whole family.

"It's getting late." Ning Nanyou and Jiang Chengjia looked at each other for a long time and said lightly, "We should go back. If it's too late, there will be a curfew."

Jiang Lang was stunned and said, "But... I haven't finished the complete plan with A Luo yet."

"No need to say anything about my brother. I will tell her everything I will go to the Marquis' Mansion." Ning Nanyou couldn't wait. He had a calm face, as if he was in a displeasure.

Jiang Chengyi thought he was angry with Aluo because of Jiang Xiaozhi's incident, so he glanced at him carefully and saw that he was firm in his attitude, so he said helplessly: "Your Majesty, you don't have much time to prepare for us. Don't quarrel at critical moments."

At this moment, Jiang Chengjia was also looking forward to leaving the Jiang Mansion soon, so he agreed repeatedly: "Brother, don't worry, we won't quarrel at this time. It's too late now, and it's time for us to go back. If someone knows that the Lord stays in Jiang Mansion, I don't know what trouble will happen again."

She then helped Ning Nanyou stand up from the soft couch, took steps, and was about to rush out of the study. After walking two steps, the husband who was held on her back bumped two steps and almost pulled the girl down.

Jiang Chengyi was startled, stood up instantly, chased after him and shouted, "Slow down, why are you so anxious?"

The two of them hurriedly pushed open the door of the bookstore and ran out. Mu Yun looked silently and saw some clues. Jiang Chengyi was about to chase after him, so she reached out and grabbed him and stopped him, "Don't chase him, don't you see that Fu Yang can't hold on? The injuries on his body are probably not light. It's better to let them go back earlier, so as not to delay tomorrow's morning court."

Jiang Chengyi took his head back and turned his head to look at the staggering backs of the two under the corridor, and said worriedly: "He is so injured. If Ning Zheng seeks trouble for him, he may not be able to hold on. Fortunately, Ning Zheng was stayed in the palace by His Majesty tonight and was not allowed to return home, so he cannot provoke a military force for the time being."

Mu Yun said earnestly: "So, you and I need to work hard tonight to sort out the evidence of Ning Nanqing's secret recruitment of troops as soon as possible and send it to Ning Zheng, so that the Huai Palace has no time to take care of Fu Yang and buy time for him to recover from his injuries."

"I'm afraid it's not that easy. Ning Zheng's disgust towards Fu Yang has penetrated into his bones. Once the matter between Ning Nankun and Ning Nanqing is handled, his goal will be immediately shifted to the Huaiyin Marquis Mansion." Jiang Chengyi frowned and his face was full of worry.

The couple who left in a hurry at the corridor did not know Jiang Chengyi's concerns at this moment, and only wanted to return to the house as soon as possible.

Ning Nanyou leaned against Jiang Chengjia's shoulder, and his whole face had changed color and became even more white and bleak. Jiang Chengjia, who was supporting him hard, said anxiously: "Erlang, you're about to arrive at the door. Wait a minute, we'll go home right away."

She struggled to help him walk forward.

The husband could still hold on at this moment, but his steps became more and more messy. He would fall after walking a few steps, and he staggeredly dragged the girl forward.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Chengjia felt like a knife: "Tell me about you! The wound was obviously cracked, and he still had to hold on in his brother's study. No wonder you didn't say a word today..."

She complained, tears flashing in her eyes, and she couldn't help but swallow, "You are so kind! How do I tell you?"

Ning Nanyou bit his lip, and the tunnel was trembling all over, but he still smiled at her: "A Luo, I told you... you are angry... not good-looking."

Jiang Chengjia almost cried by him and sobbed, "When is it now? Are you still joking with me?! If you weren't afraid of your brother's concern, you should have rested in Jiang Mansion. Where can you continue to walk?"

She cursed and became more angry the more she spoke.

Ning Nanyou hurriedly apologized and said, "I'm not... asking you for help in time? When I return to the mansion, can I let you deal with it?" He spoke weakly, but he still spoke to her with a smile. Jiang Chengjia shook his head helplessly, waved to the servant in front of the mansion, called the ox cart from the Marquis's mansion, and carefully helped Ning Nanyou onto the car board. The two of them got in.

After entering the ox cart, Ning Nanyou completely relaxed. He had to hold on for an hour, and now his back was covered in blood and sweat. As soon as he lay down on the inside of the car, he fell into drowsiness and leaned back against the wall of the car and fell asleep.

The road was bumpy, but he didn't notice it at all, and he didn't even know when he was carried off the ox cart and sent back to the courtyard. In a daze, he vaguely dreamed of a fairyland again. The brief qingming allowed him to see the appearance of the fairyland clearly. In another moment, the darkness was restored to the front of his eyes.

In the middle of the night, he woke up from his dream in a daze, breathed hard and calmed down. After moving, he found that his arms were slightly heavy, as if something was holding him, and a numb feeling spread from his palm to his whole body. He turned his head and looked at the edge of the couch, and saw Jiang Chengjia sleeping soundly on his arm.

Ning Nanyou quietly turned around, silently looked at the girl's delicate and beautiful face, and unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth. He stretched out his hand, carefully slid from the girl's forehead to the tip of his nose, then slid towards the cherry red soft lips, and finally stopped between her beautiful collarbone. He was hooked by this skin and obsessed with it. Even if he just stared for a moment, it was enough to make him feel unbearable.

"Erlang, am I so beautiful?" Suddenly, the sleeping girl spoke out and smiled playfully and cutely.

Ning Nanyou's whole body froze, she was startled by her, her pupils suddenly dilated, and she said a little embarrassedly: "You... aren't sleeping?"

Jiang Chengjia then slowly got up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and muttered and whimpered, "How can I sleep? You don't know... I will lift your clothes tonight and see that the wounds behind me are getting burnt. Besides, you have been having a high fever, and there are signs of cooling down half an hour ago..."

She told her worries, and in the dark environment, she opened her wet and bright eyes, like a deer, clean and pure.
Chapter completed!