When Song Zong heard this, his expression froze immediately. When he met Ning Nanyou's eyes full of coldness, he was shocked and quickly flattered: "Mr. Song just sees Junhou's beautiful concubine, which is really a rare beauty. Only you can have such a woman."

Jiang Chengjia was extremely uncomfortable when he said this, but he was not easy to express anything. Yi acted coquettishly in Ning Nan's worries and said, "Mr., let's go in quickly. After a few days of travel, I am very tired."

The young man subconsciously raised his eyebrows, smiled slightly, hugged her in his arms tighter, and then passed by Song Zong and walked towards the Anya Village with his men.

Ning Nanyou directly ignored the words of Emperor Song just now and was too lazy to pay attention to this person.

Although Song Zong breathed a sigh of relief, when the man and woman entered the Zhuangzi, he stood in front of the Zhuang for a long time before he realized that he didn't have to be afraid of Ning Nanyou like this. This person was just a concubine who was not favored by the Huai Palace. He was also incompetent and greedy for beauty and wealth. He was a playboy who was useless. However, he was the most valued confidant under the Huai King. Why should he be afraid of Ning Nanyou like a person who bullies the weak and has a bad virtue?

Song Zong was a little stunned, not even knowing why he was afraid just now, but when he thought of Ning Nanyou's cold eyes like the sky, his heart could not help but tremble.

The head of the village in Anya Village arranged a relatively luxurious and spacious house in the village for Ning Nanyou and his group. Song Zong also followed him all the way here.

Ning Nanyou hugged Jiang Chengjia and looked around the yard. This was just a yard in the village, but he saw the clouds, small buildings, corridors and wing rooms, each with fine carved patterns, which were exquisitely exquisite cloud patterns. The entire yard covers a wide area, and it was impossible to see at first glance. The small pool, Gaoqiao, rockery and waterfalls are all available. The carved beams and painted pillars are magnificent. Seeing the luxury of the construction and carving of Fuyuan, he knew how generous Song Zong was in private. He said that the money required for this yard was equal to the money spent in the construction of the Hongfengzhuang yard.

He frowned slightly, and stayed here and felt uncomfortable all over.

Jiang Chengjia was also amazed by the luxury of Fu Garden. Although the scenery of this yard and the courtyard house are beautiful, I don’t know... It was because of how much money and folk paste that Song Zong plundered was able to build it today.

"Are you satisfied with this yard?" Song Zong could see clearly Ning Nanyou and the expression on the face of the woman in his arms. He suddenly became proud of him. He was also full of disdain for the young man in front of him. He felt that the son of King Huai was just like this. Seeing Fuyuan's decoration, he looked like he had never seen the world before.

"Mr. Song is willing to live in such a good house?" Ning Nanyou looked around, turned around, raised his eyebrows and asked with a strange expression.

Song Zong regarded Ning Nanyou's expression as an incredible look, and became even more disdainful, and then shook his body. He pretended to nod and bow in front of the village gate, and then straightened his back and grinned, "Your Majesty finally came to Guangzhou, so Song naturally wanted to treat him well. In the future, I hope you can say more good words to Song in front of the Huai King Hall in the future."

Ning Nanyou sarcastically said, "Mr. Song is the most valued for my father. You pay the most tribute to my father every year. Why do you need to give me a good word to you on behalf of Mr. Song?"

The sarcasm in the words was heard sincerely by Emperor Song.

But he no longer cared. As far as he knew, the King of Huai was very disliked by Ning Nanyou, the concubine's son, so it was not his turn to pay tribute to the officials every year. Ning Nanyou was sarcastic here because he couldn't eat the grapes and said that the grapes were sour.

He sneered and narrowed his eyes and said, "Your Majesty has been awarded. Please rest first, and wait until tomorrow... we will discuss the matter."

Ning Nanyou raised his eyebrows and stared at him without saying a word.

Song Zong was stiff and bowing for a long time, but he had not seen Ning Nanyou say a word. So he looked up at him and saw the young man looking at him motionlessly, his eyes were cold, and the mighty and domineering aura that came from somewhere made Song Zong tremble suddenly, and he was so scared that he took a few steps back.

His face immediately turned pale, and he smiled and bowed again: "So, Song will take his leave first."

After saying this, he turned around and left without waiting for Ning Nanyou to say anything. When he stepped out of Fuyuan, he felt still scared and muttered in his heart: What happened to this Huaiyin Marquis? It is rumored that he is only a waste of money, so how could he have such a sharp and domineering king?

He instantly felt that it was his own illusion. I am afraid that this person killed too much, was too bloodthirsty, and was carrying too much sin, which made people feel that his eyes were cold and terrifying.

After all the people of Song Zong left Fuyuan, Ning Nanyou's tense expression relaxed.

There was no one else here. Thinking of Jiang Chengjia's tone and attitude just now in front of Zhuang, he immediately lowered his head and looked at the woman in his arms, and smiled softly: "My dear concubine, it's getting late, why not go back to the room to rest?"

Jiang Chengjia blinked her eyes, and saw Ning Nanyou's face and tone change as soon as she said, and immediately said speechlessly: "Why is Junhou changing his face faster than reading a book? Just now, he looked cold and cold when he looked at Song Zong."

"I change my face and depend on people. One is a corrupt official with a lot of evil deeds, and the other is a delicate and charming concubine. You said... can I treat it the same way?"

This young man learned to be humble and impolite, his words were very frivolous, and he felt a hint of lust.

Jiang Chengjia felt a little embarrassed, her cheeks flushed, and she pushed his chest hard, then ran away, cursing in her mouth, "Who is your concubine?"

She ran to the corridor shyly, which made the young man in front of the stage laugh.

Ning Nan's hearty laughter echoed in the yard. He found it very interesting. Whenever he saw Jiang Chengjia's shy look, he felt it was very pleasing and laughable.

Ji Xianzhi and Qianshan also laughed while holding back their heads.

Jiang Chengjia stood in the corridor and suddenly felt something was wrong. After carefully savoring what Ning Nanyou said just now, she immediately felt a little angry. She rushed to Ning Nanyou again and pointed at him and cursed: "Also... When did I become a fierce woman?"

The young man stood with his hands behind his back, looked at her with a smile, and said happily: "Isn't the madam looking like this now?"

Jiang Chengjia retorted: "Okay, Ning Zhaoyuan, dare you say I am fierce? I will show you today!"

She immediately punched and started fighting with him. Ning Nanyou smiled and avoided, but the little girl refused to let go. The two of them quickly slammed in the yard, laughing and making noises.

In the end, Jiang Chengjia took Ning Nanyou with his backhand, pressed his shoulder blades, and said proudly: "Am I fierce?"

Ning Nanyou could not beat her, and even if he had power, he could not beat her. Regardless of whether she was injured or not, in terms of force, he would always be her defeated man. Now that her arms and shoulder blades were pinched, he could only smile and beg for mercy: "A Luo is not fierce... He said the wrong thing for his husband."

"Who said I'm not fierce? I'm very fierce now, but you don't tell the truth." Jiang Chengjia stomped her feet and said angrily.

"Okay, okay, madam is very fierce." He was grabbed by her arm, and felt a little numb on his shoulder blades, and he was almost unable to stand under his feet, so he could only continue begging for mercy with laughter and tears.

"You dare to say that I'm fierce!" The little girl seemed to be in a cycle. She grabbed him and said angrily: "Ning Zhaoyuan, just in front of the village, didn't you say you wanted to find someone to beat me? Come find someone! I'm not afraid of beating me!"

Seeing her angry, Ning Nanyou knew that it was the reason why he had just made her too much fun.

Qing Young turned his eyes lightly, raised his lips slightly, and looked at the soft grass in front of him, so he no longer supported himself to stand up, but leaned over to the lawn.

Seeing that he lost his weight and fell to the ground, Jiang Chengjia immediately exclaimed, trying to pull him up, but he hugged him with his backhand, took him into his arms, and fell down on the grass together.

She hit his chest, covered her forehead, and lay on his body, a little confused. After reacting, she hurriedly raised her head and asked with concern: "Erlang, are you... you are okay? Didn't you hurt any of it?"

Jiang Chengjia hurriedly touched his body everywhere, fearing that he would have something wrong with it. Seeing that in order not to let her get hurt, he turned around and used it as a cushion and fell on the grass under her weight. He immediately felt a little distressed: "I... I was joking, not intentional. You didn't hurt anywhere, right? Why are you so stupid and even caught me?"

He raised his head, put his hands under his head, and a low and pleasant laugh came from his throat. He stared at Jiang Chengjia with a doting look and said, "My stupid Aluo, if you don't do this, why are you willing to spare me?"

Jiang Chengjia was stunned, and suddenly blushed, pounded his chest tightly, and said angrily: "You're playing tricks on me again."

She then got up from him, sat aside with her knees, turned her head with a red face, and ignored him.

Ning Nanyou loved her very much, slowly stood up, happily embraced her into her arms, and whispered in her ear: "Okay, OK, it's my fault. Don't be angry."

Jiang Chengjia Ben felt embarrassed, and when he heard his pleasing words, his heart softened.

"But... you don't have to hide your identity today... you have to pretend to be my concubine and hide it from Song Zong." Ning Nanyou sat on the lawn, hugged Jiang Chengjia from behind, and whispered softly.

"Let's hide my identity." Jiang Chengjia replied, "After all, I am the sister of the Dongfu Chief Secretary. Even if Song Zong doesn't take my brother seriously, he will be wary of us because of this matter. At that time, it will be even more difficult for you to act. I am very grateful that you can take me with you this time, so... I will try not to cause trouble." She leaned over and leaned halfway into Ning Nan's worries.
Chapter completed!