Nangong Lingyue just listened quietly without saying a word.

Yan Jingshen's eyes were red and helpless and sad, "Ling Yue, I like her. I wish her good health and longevity in this life. I don't want her to be safe for ten years and three years. You... take her back to the East China Sea."

"She is very stubborn, I'm afraid I can't take her away. As for her ten years to exchange for you for three years of well. I have no choice. You should know that if she wants to do it, even if she doesn't have the thousand-year-old snow lotus in my hand, she can definitely use the forbidden technique to suppress you for three years. And I have no ability to stop her."

Both of them fell into endless silence.

After a long time, the door of the room suddenly opened. Nangong Qian changed into blue clothes and came out. Not only that, she also dressed up specially. She was already beautiful. She also dressed up specially, so she didn't let others live.

As soon as she came out, she attracted the man's gaze, giving people the feeling that she was spotless and stunning. She had a veil on her face, and it was a bit hazy and mysterious. Her black hair was casually pinned with a hairpin. It was simple and unique.

However, her outfit quickly changed the faces of both men. She was wearing a very thin blue jacket outside. It was better to say that it was a layer of gauze. But according to the time and space of Nangong Qian, it was a shawl. This was a very conservative and fairy-like shawl. Because it was transformed by herself. In the past two days, she ignored someone in the room and tossed the clothes he sent to her. She was wearing a white suspender skirt inside. This was very conservative for Nangong Qian because everything she should cover. Except for her arms that were not covered, but for them, this was simply not worn. Because they could see the suspenders she wore inside clearly.

"Qianqian, why are you dressing like this?" Nangong Lingyue was also amazed. He knew that his niece was good-looking, but carefully dressing up made him amazed. Although, they looked similar in appearance, it was really unpretentious.

"Go to the Qing Gong in Jinling City to find a handsome man." Nangong Qian said without knowing how to write the word "shy".

Nangong Lingyue: "..."

I mean Qianqian, you are serious?

"Beautiful man?" The man curled his lips, looked at Nangong Qian with gentle eyes but seventy-sixth of anger. As he stared at Nangong Lingyue, his eyes were as cold as ice, "Ling Yue, how are you uncles like this? Hum?"

Nangong Lingyue said he was wronged. However, when she saw her niece dressing like this, she pretended to scold her, "Qianqian, what kind of style is it to be when you dress like this? Why don't you go back to your room to change it quickly. You don't have to be afraid of the wind and cold when you dress like this."

"I haven't exposed my breasts and butts for a while. What does it mean to be unconventional?" Nangong Qian raised his eyebrows under the veil, "It's indeed a bit cold outside. Uncle, I see that you seem to have a good cloak. Give it to me."

Her words were simply too bold. Even Nangong Lingyue, who has always been cynical, was a little scared.

"Uncle, if you can't bear to give up your cloak, it's fine. Anyway, the cold is nothing to me. But can I give me some money? I heard that the handsome men in the Qinggong are quite expensive. There is no need to give too much, just give me a few thousand taels of silver."

Nangong Qian ignored a man next to him throughout the whole process and completely ignored someone's completely black and cold face.

"Give you money? Let you find a handsome man in the priest?" Nangong Lingyue wanted to say, are you sure?

Nangong Qian didn't want to see someone's face, and she was a little irritated when she saw her uncle. In short, she felt unhappy when she saw them, and her tone was not so good, "A word, will you give me?"

"No money. Come back to my room and change the messy clothes. What does the girl's house look like?"

"Hmph." Nangong Qian was so angry that a man regretted the marriage. He didn't want to listen to her uncle's words, so he just passed the two of them and wanted to leave.

"Where to go?" the man grabbed her hand.

"His Royal Highness, do you know whether men and women will be able to receive or not? Is my hand you hold like this a bit unconventional?"

"Ling Yue. It's time for you to go back and feed your rabbit." He said lightly, his tone could not hear joy or anger.

Nangong Lingyue glanced at the two people, and finally stopped her eyes on a man, "You can just educate and educate elders. Don't touch her. And you Qianqian, as a junior, you should know how to respect your elders. I'm going to feed my rabbit."

This seemingly joking and serious words are also reminding someone. You are an elder. Even if you have to think about this junior, don’t do anything out of order.

Nangong Lingyue is not the kind of person who insists on breaking up the two of them. However, Chu Jing's fate is so good, he just doesn't want Qianqian to be even more painful and lonely after losing it in the future.

Everyone is smart, how could he not know Nangong Lingyue’s reminder?

The more Nangong Lingyue reminded herself like this, the more sober the man knew that his life span was not long. He could not give her what she wanted.

Only Nangong Qian didn't know that her uncle did it on purpose.

"Can you let go?"

"Your wind and cold are not yet cured. Do you want to make the wind and cold worse when you wear this way?"

"Who are you, Your Highness, King Zhan? What I dress is my own business. I am a doctor myself. I know my health and I won't have to worry about Your Highness, King Zhan. Let go."

But he suddenly came to another topic and said, "The Emperor issued an order to ask you to attend to tonight's banquet. The weather is cold, so don't go. Take good care of yourself in the mansion."

"Do you really want to regret not marry me?" Nangong Qian asked with a stubborn look at him.

He said he wanted to find those handsome men in the Qinggong, but he just wanted to anger him. He dressed like this and wanted to stimulate him.

The man stared at her eyes for a long time, and finally spoke indifferently and coldly, "Ling Yue and I are close friends, he is your uncle. If you want..."

Nangong Qian instantly shook his hand away and interrupted him, "I don't want to. Since you don't want to be my husband, then please don't worry about me. You are not my uncle, nor my elder. What I want has nothing to do with you."

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ps:

Master Jing: I really want to get married.
Chapter completed!