Ning Nanyou glanced at Jiang Chengjia, responded casually, and then spoke to Mrs. Cao, "How was my mother resting last night?"

"I've had a rest. I'm afraid the servants haven't recovered yet, so I'm afraid I need to rest for a few more nights in Xinye?" Mrs. Cao said with some inquiry.

In Ning Nanyou's plan, he would have set off tomorrow. Now that Mrs. Cao said this, he knew that his mother felt sorry for Ji Xianzhi and Biyun, so he nodded and said, "Everything depends on my mother."

The three of them gathered around the table for a few meals, and the atmosphere gradually became warmer. Jiang Chengjia saw that Ning Nanyou had a slightly smile on his face, and his heart couldn't help but feel warm.

After lunch, the couple came out from Mrs. Cao and walked on the gravel road one by one. Jiang Chengjia walked very quickly, and Ning Nanyou followed her slowly.

The two returned to the backyard room, but didn't say a word. Jiang Chengjia entered the house, took the bamboo book sent by the servant in the Zhuansui and read it, and didn't plan to pay attention to Ning Nanyou, unlike when he was talking and laughing with him at Cao's place just now.

Ning Nanyou was amused and crying. He didn't know how anyone in this world would change his face faster than him. He was helpless.

The two of them did not disturb each other, and they did their own things quietly in the room, sitting for a day.

Jiang Chengjia went to the kitchen of the inn to personally have dinner for Mrs. Cao. Ning Nanyouhu went to pay his respects regularly. Mrs. Cao felt strange and asked casually, "You couple are strange. They are obviously in the same room, why did they come to me to pay respects?"

Ning Nanyou smiled bitterly and sighed quietly, "I'm not happy if I messed with A Luo."

Mrs. Cao just nodded lightly when she heard this, and she was too lazy to ask again.

Ning Nanyou stayed in Cao's house for a long time before returning to the backyard.

The backyard was still as quiet as the afternoon, and some candlelight appeared in the pane of the wing room. Ning Nanyou stayed in front of the house for a while, hesitated for a moment and walked in, intending to use Jiang Chengjia to dissolve the frost of the past few days. Unexpectedly, as soon as the door of the house was opened, fragrance spread out from the house.

There were several plates of pastries and porridge placed on the paint table in the house, but Jiang Chengjia was not in the house for some reason. Ning Nanyou's eyebrows frowned slightly and walked over the threshold toward the house.

While he was puzzled, Jiang Chengjia appeared at the door. Seeing that he had returned from Mrs. Cao, he called out, "Hao Jun is back?"

Ning Nanyou turned around and saw Jiang Chengjia bringing some fresh fruits and vegetables, and responded softly, "I've talked to my mother for a while, and I'm a little late to come back."

"Your Majesty has not been eaten, aren't you hungry?" Jiang Chengjia reminded him, and Ning Nanyou realized that his abdomen was empty and hungry.

When he went to his mother's place just now, his mother had already used dinner and asked him more. Ning Nanyou only said that he had eaten it because he was not very hungry at that time. Now, he smelled the fragrance of these pastries and realized that he was a little hungry.

"I was not hungry at first, but since my mother returned, I felt a little hungry." Ning Nanyou answered truthfully.

"I heard from Uncle Ji that Junhou didn't eat much dinner these days, as if he had a bad appetite. Junhou had a wound on his back and had not recovered well. I thought it was hurting his spleen and stomach. So I made some delicious pastries and porridge. Come and try it?"

Jiang Chengjia walked slowly to the front of the radish with fruits and vegetables, and sat down. Ning Nanyou also sat down at the same time, staring at the smile on her face and noticed a cold air.

He suddenly shivered, "Why did the madam suddenly care about me? Didn't you let me sleep outside last night? It's okay to be cold?"

Ning Nanyou stared at the pastry with great color and taste on the paint table, and glanced at her again.

Jiang Chengjia sneered, "What? Do you think I poison these pastries?"

He didn't say anything, but silently picked up a piece of pastry on the paint table. Jiang Chengjia directly put the chopsticks on the back of his hand and said unhappy, "Since Junhou thinks I'm poisoning, don't eat what I've made."

Ning Nanyou tightened her eyebrows, and seeing that she became increasingly ignorant of the rules, she said with a urination, "How can such a presumptuous person be so kind?"

Jiang Chengjia even more displeased and said, "Can you just say that it is so kind?"

He raised his eyebrows and said, "If there is no moral integrity, how can we become a country and a family?"

Jiang Chengjia said disdainfully, "The family and country in the eyes of the king are just moral?"

"What's the answer to Madam?" He saw the little girl in front of him with cunning and agility flashing between her eyebrows. He actually didn't feel any anger in his heart, nor did he mind her presumptuousness. Jiang Chengjia acted casually and had no hidden temperament. Such a real and lively temperament was something Ning Nanyou had never encountered before. He liked such a temperament and always felt that it was very comfortable to stay by her side. Without thinking too much, he could naturally enjoy the rare warmth in the world.

"The predecessors said that the governance of the family and country was said to be 'punished by widows, as for brothers, to control the family and country'. This is the lord of the world to govern the country and the country, but I am just a little girl, and I can't think of so much. Although the integrity of etiquette is necessary to govern the country, it is not the meaning covered by the family and country. The country is a thousand families, and the family is related to the harmony of husband and wife, and the children and brothers respect each other. This is filial to the family tradition, and etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame are all related to the birth professor. But when it comes to getting along, if you do it according to the morality of etiquette every day, you will lose your warmth and lose the natural connection between husband and wife and children, and you will be isolated by etiquette and gradually confined to this, which is really boring. I think that the family and country must have integrity, but warmth must be there, and there is no need to be so rigid."

"Mrs. I have a lot of insights into the reading of the Book of Songs." Ning Nanyou did not comment on her words, but just gave her a complimentary look, showing a rare smile these days, "I have been used to hearing those masters talking about family, country and world since I was a child. Now I feel very novel when I hear your words."

He didn't understand why he was clearly teaching her rules, but in the end she turned into teaching and persuading him.

Jiang Chengjia sighed, "Judge, eat quickly, I won't be so cruel. If I hate you, you will definitely be drum-like in front of you. If you fight with you, you will never harm your life."

Ning Nanyou hummed and smiled softly, picked up a piece of pastry and tasted it, and immediately got entangled by the sweet, sour and tenderness it had in his mouth. He felt sweet and soft. After swallowing it all, there was still a lingering fragrance between his lips and teeth, and the aftertaste was endless.

This is not the first time he is impressed by Jiang Chengjia's cooking skills. At some point, he felt that he had picked up a priceless treasure and used it for himself.

Jiang Chengjia just used a few plates of pastries to resolve the frost with him in the past few days. Compared with the previous few days, the awkward atmosphere between the two seemed to have eased a little. Both of them tacitly avoided the topic of quarrel after Mu Xunxuan's return that day, as if they wanted to forget it.

Just when Ning Nanyou thought that the two of them had some relief and wanted to sleep with Jiang Chengjia on the bed, Jiang Chengjia drove them out of bed again.

I heard the little woman bring out a noble reason and said, "Your Majesty's injuries will be faster when sleeping on hard floors. This method was told by a doctor friend of my brother. At the beginning of the injury, it must be surrounded by soft objects. But at this moment, the wound is almost scarred, so you don't need to take care of everything carefully, just adjust the deficiency of the spleen and stomach."

This sounds a bit reasonable, but Ning Nanyou read some medical books with his mother when he was a child. He knew that Jiang Chengjia was talking all over the place, so he laughed and said, "Madam, this reason is full of loopholes and I can't convince me."

Jiang Chengjia ignored him, and seemed to be unable to tell him, so he stamped his feet and said, "Anyway, let's continue to sleep on the floor."

She didn't say much, and knew that he was going to expose her, so she hurriedly untied the curtain, hid in the couch, and stopped talking to him.

Ning Nanyou was pushed out of the bed alone and wanted to lie on the bed with a thick face, but saw Jiang Chengjia stretching out one foot and said viciously, "If you dare to come up, don't blame me for being rude."

He smiled bitterly and helplessly, and had to hold the quilt that Jiang Chengjia threw to him, fix the bed alone, and sleep silently alone.

After staying in Yu Xinye Inn for a few days, Ning Nanyou almost had no chance of getting married. Jiang Chengjia was very determined and refused to let him fall, but he was both annoyed and helpless.

On the day she set off in Xinye, Jiang Chengjia was still different from Ning Nanyou, even if she would do her wife's duty to take care of him and do her daughter-in-law's duty to pay tribute to Cao. But in the rest, she did not say anything else to him.

Jiang Chengjia was so respectful to Ning Nanyou. The two of them were polite. Although they occasionally became willful and chaotic, they were just angry with him. However, they were not like Ning Nanyou like during the wedding days, and they were all focused on doing their own things. Ning Nanyou couldn't say whether it was comfortable or sad. Seeing her treating herself like this, I felt empty and at a loss.

The group set off again and set out from Xinye in a mighty manner. The director of the inn held his forehead and sighed. He had been worried for several days and told the director to sleep every night. Fortunately, he finally sent away these big Buddhas and he felt a little more comfortable.

The Hou Mansion carriage rushed to Linyuan, Wuling, and then adjusted and rested for four or five days in Linyuan.

The summer is getting hotter and the grass grows and flowers bloom until June. Everything is flourishing, and it is here to flourish. After the convoy is rectified, the weather is gradually getting hotter when it set off from Linyuan to Linhe.

Before he could pass by the corner, the steaming air made Jiang Chengjia, who was sitting in the caravan, feel chest tightness and shortness of breath.

She was a little dizzy and leaned in Qianshan's arms to rest. The emperor's team was sending them to Wuling and then saying goodbye to Ning Nanyou and returning to the court.

Along the way, the car drove steadily, and the post road was also quiet and quiet. The journey to Linhe seemed to be as calm as the surface, without sudden waves.

However, the carriage of Huaiyin Hou detours from Wuling to Lingling. When walking from the mountain road, a group of simple white-clothed guests who were ambushing among the mountains were hiding dormant with their carriages, ready to go.

Zhuying, who secretly sent Jiang Chengjia to each other, discovered all this. Seeing the people gradually approaching the convoy of Huaiyin Hou, he couldn't help but feel anxious. Jiang Chengjia's identity must not be exposed. Even if Zhuying found something wrong, he would not be able to come forward to protect him, so he had to quietly pass the news to Qianshan.

Zhuying mixed into Ning Nanyou's convoy and gradually walked around Jiang Chengjia's caravan. A stone quickly threw out from her sleeve and stuck the wheel of the caravan.

The car driver suddenly stopped, causing Jiang Chengjia and Qianshan to almost collapse and roll down.

Jiang Chengjia was shocked and couldn't help but frown and said softly to the outside, "What's wrong?"

The coachman got off the car and checked, and immediately found a small stone stuck in the wheels. He stuffed it into the wooden frame without any bias, saying that the wheel could not move. He hurriedly said to the car, "Madam, don't worry, it's just that the stone stuck in the wheels, and it will be fine if you wait for a moment."

Jiang Chengjia listened to the coachman's answer and found it strange. No matter how many stones there were on the mountain road, it would not happen to jamm the wheels, and it would not move even if it was moved.

She noticed something was wrong and whispered to Qianshan who was protecting her, "If you go down, I'm afraid Zhuying will tell you something."
Chapter completed!