Ning Qian stopped practicing and looked back at Nan Shujie, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

You have obviously never spoken, why did you suddenly speak again today?

When Nan Shujie saw that Ning Qian was silent, she shook her head: "You don't understand the charm! My third uncle will be buried tomorrow and I won't come again."

"Thank you." Ning Qian nodded.

Although Nan Shujie came here just to drink and admire the moon, there was always an extra person in the yard, which always made him feel a little inconvenient.

Some martial arts skills are not good enough to be shown in front of her.

So much so that he took advantage of Nan Shujie's presence to practice his internal skills, making it difficult for Nan Shujie to judge his strength.

Therefore, it would be best if Nan Shujie did not come.

Nan Shujie looked at Ning Qian's appearance and felt a little discouraged for a moment.

She prides herself on her appearance, which is unique in the world.

How could you be disliked?

But this boy is really handsome!

Even though it was a familiar face, Nan Shujie still felt surprised.

How could there be such a good-looking man in the world?

Nan Shujie shook her head, throwing away the thoughts in her mind, and returned to her previous cold look, saying: "You are practicing every day, why don't you take a break today and listen to what I have to say?"

Ning Qian hesitated for a moment, and was about to refuse, but suddenly he heard Nan Shujie say: "If you refuse, I won't let you go to the library to read."

This hit Ning Qian's weakness, and he laughed awkwardly: "The eldest lady invited me, how dare I refuse? It's too late for me to be happy!"

"Puch!"

Seeing Ning Qian's depressed look, Nan Shujie suddenly laughed.

This smile is like an epiphyllum blooming for the first time, or like a clear lotus blooming for the first time.

This breathtaking beauty made Ning Qian's heart shrink.

People always have a love for beauty.

He is no exception.

For a moment, I was a little crazy.

Nan Shujie seemed to feel that this was a bit bad, so she quickly stopped smiling and returned to her previous heroic appearance.

Ning Qian came to his senses and said, "Miss, you should smile more."

"Do you think it looks good?"

Hearing this, Nan Shujie felt a little happy and blurted out these words.

But then, she felt something was wrong, and quickly added: "I want you to take care of it!"

"Good-looking." Ning Qian didn't notice the girlishness in her tone and replied straightforwardly.

"I think the young lady should try dressing up as a woman. Why do you wear fancy clothes every day? You are not a man."

"Of course, I'm just a suggestion." After Ning Qian said this, he realized that he seemed a little offended, and he quickly explained.

However, he later discovered that Nan Shujie didn't seem to mind his offense.

"Women's clothing? I have forgotten the last time I wore women's clothing."

Nan Shujie's tone seemed to be a little sentimental.

Ning Qian didn't say anything. There were no men in Zhennan Palace's generation, only two daughters.

If Nan Shujie, the heir, wants to be recognized by outsiders, she may have to pay more.

She might...

Very bitter.

Nan Shujie began to chat wildly, about her beginning to learn martial arts, her first murder, her second uncle, and her third uncle.

Finally, we talked about Nan Zhengkai’s death.

Only then did Ning Qian realize that Nan Zhengkai died to save Nan Shujie.

The two people broke away from the main force and went to chase Zhang Xin, but fell into a trap. Nan Zhengkai fled with Nan Shujie, and finally died in the hands of Zhang Xin.

This Zhang Xin is the leader of the Great Zhou secret agents.

Why is this so?

Ning Qian sighed softly and looked at the tearful woman in front of him. Her face was full of pear blossoms, which made people feel distressed.

Can this mistake be attributed to someone else?

Ning Qian didn't say much nonsense to comfort her, because King Zhennan made the right choice, and she and Nan Zhengkai paid the price for their mistakes.

Tears can't change anything.

Comfort can't change anything.

"Not a word of comfort. Just a wooden stake, so boring!" Nan Shujie shook her head and smiled, wiped her tears, stood up, and said, "I'm leaving."

At this time, the moon was at its zenith and it was midnight. Ning Qian raised his head and glanced at the moon.

I picked up the wine bottle that Nan Shujie had left here and took a sip.

"Really drink."

……

The next day.

While supporting the coffin for burial, Nan Shujie did something that shocked everyone.

She wore a plain white dress and let her hair down, wearing a daughter's bun.

That exquisite appearance and gentle temperament, standing together with Nan Shuyuan, stunned everyone present.

It turns out that this heroine who is praised by everyone actually has such feminine moments.

Nan Zhengyang on the side also saw this scene, with a look of surprise in his eyes, and then felt a little relieved.

There are no men of this generation in Zhennan Palace, so Nan Shujie has very high standards for herself, and even regards herself as half a man.

He saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart for Nan Shujie.

As a parent, how can anyone not love their children?

Shaking his head, Nan Zhengyang also pulled away from the memories.

In just over a year, his two brothers passed away one after another, making him look a little older.

At this time, everyone has arrived.

The auspicious time has arrived.

He held the urn and walked toward the palace's cemetery.

Ning Qian was mixed in the crowd. Nan Zhengkai's burial was a major event for the entire Zhennan Palace, so he had to come.

But when I came, I didn't expect that Nan Shujie would have a surprise.

Is it because of what I said last night?

A ridiculous idea emerged, and Ning Qian shook his head, feeling a little ridiculous.

How could the eldest lady of Zhennan Palace and Princess Anyang of Daxia change her usual outfit just because of a few words of her own?

Of course Nan Shujie will not change her outfit just because of Ning Qian's words. The way she dresses is actually related to Nan Zhengkai's instructions.

Nan Zhengkai once made fun of her. She was obviously a girl, but she acted like a grown man every day.

She took on the responsibility of Zhennan Palace and put a lot of unnecessary pressure on herself. Nan Zhengkai actually wanted to remind her from the side that she could relax a little.

It's a pity that she didn't understand this valuable concern until later.

Her eyes were red, and she comforted Nan Shuyuan, who was crying beside her. Because she cried happily last night, she was able to maintain some sense in this situation today.

The burial ceremony lasted for a whole day. Ning Qian followed the crowd and watched the people mourning, but he had no emotional fluctuations.

After all, he and Nan Zhengkai just met each other on a casual basis. It would be ridiculous to say how deep the relationship is.

He mechanically followed everyone to complete the burial ceremony, and did not return to his yard until evening.

The empty courtyard was still extremely quiet, and Ning Qian began his own practice.

Nan Shujie really didn’t come tonight.

He felt a little sad and lost in his heart, but this emotion was only fleeting and he didn't even feel it himself.

A night without words.

Here at Zhennan Palace, there was a lot of fuss over the burial of Nan Zhengkai.

Even in Zhenguo Mansion, various legends about Nan Zhengkai began to spread.
To be continued...