"This is almost the same. I have no conscience. When I use it, I know I call me a cousin."

The boy snorted and walked quickly to Yan Ning. He just hesitated for a moment and took a few steps back, as if he was afraid that the cold air on his body would make Yan Ning even more uncomfortable.

But he glanced at the little girl who was buried in the quilt for a few times, and then said to Arong beside him, "I'll wait outside." He seemed to suddenly feel that the little girl who had always been used to being in contact with each other before, after falling into the water this time, when he looked at his eyes becoming foggy, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be a difference between men and women.

This feeling made him a little surprised and strange. He just left the house before he could think too much. Seeing that he was just out, Arong couldn't help but laugh and said, "He has some rules."

"Cousin Awei is fine." Yan Ning said in a low voice.

She lowered her little head and sniffed.

Back when she was twelve years old, she was able to do it again, and she had decided not to be a crybag.

But for some reason, when she saw her young cousin Jiang Wei coming over with a smile, her eyes were bright and handsome, she felt extremely sour.

Jiang Wei is her third cousin, and she has been playing with her since childhood.

Although he was a little older than her, Jiang Wei has been patient with her since he was a child.

When the eldest and second cousins ​​disliked her as a crybag, only the third cousin always followed her and patted her chest and asked her crying self.

"Who bullied you? Tell me, my cousin will support you."

"Stop crying. I don't cry pretty... Although you are not very pretty... Isn't that even uglier?"

He always makes her angry, but every time he wants to cry, he will appear next to her.

Jiang Wei always tried hard to help her get what she wanted.

It was as if this time she fell into the water. When she was fished out of the water, Jiang Huan seemed to shout that she didn't mean it. Jiang Wei was furious and almost threw Jiang Huan into the lake. If Duke Li had not arrived after hearing the news, maybe Jiang Huan had been thrown into the lake by Jiang Wei and Arong, and he might have ended up with Yan Ning.

But what Yan Ning remembers is not just such maintenance, but when Yan Ning was fifteen years old, Duke Li Guo’s wife became interested and wanted to betroth Yan Ning to Jiang Wei. Because she was so weak, she always cried and was timid and afraid of things. Duke Li Guo raised her and treated her as if she was her biological daughter, so she was afraid that Yan Ning would suffer when she married outside.

Her eldest aunt picked her up and decided to marry her to Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei was the third son of Duke Li Guo’s wife. As the youngest son, he did not need to bear the burden of the family, and Yan Ning did not need to be as picky as the eldest daughter-in-law of the Duke’s Mansion.

Moreover, Jiang Wei and Yan Ning have been in love with each other since childhood. He has always been very nice to her and will never say anything sad about Yan Ning.

Jiang Wei said nothing about this marriage, but Yan Ning just wanted to marry Shen Yanqing.

When Shen Yanqing asked to marry her, Jiang Wei didn't say anything, just hoped that she would live happily. At that time, Yan Ning thought that perhaps Jiang Wei didn't care about her marriage with Jiang Wei.

If he married Yan Ning, he would be very nice to Yan Ning.

But if she couldn't marry her, it seemed that Jiang Wei wouldn't be sad for her.

After Yan Ning got married, he went to the army and the border. After Yan Ning married Chen Yanqing, he had the worst relationship with Shen Yanqing. In the past two years, when Yan Ning lived in the tenth prince's mansion, he often heard that Jiang Wei was already a proud young general.

He is prosperous in the border area and is highly anticipated by the army.

That should be a good life.

After many years, when Yan Ning saw the younger Jiang Wei, she felt that she missed and felt a little guilty.

She felt that she was a big trouble and would be very troubled.

Without her, Jiang Wei's life would be so comfortable.

He didn't need to take care of a weak little girl who was so weak that she could not be without him for a while, nor did he have to be distracted when he was at the border to think about whether his wife would be afraid, timid, or cry again. Thinking of this, Yan Ning sniffed and leaned herself softly on Arong's shoulder.

She didn't know what Jiang Wei would feel in the last life when Arong and her death reached the border.

She just hopes that Jiang Wei will not be too sad and will not be sad for herself anymore.

"Okay, hurry up and put on clothes." Seeing that although Yan Ning was still having a fever, her head was hot, her little face was red, and her eyes became more confused and seemed to be confused, she insisted on seeing Jiang Huan. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, waved her hand and asked the maid beside her to dress Yan Ning.

However, Yan Ning looked at the eldest maid beside Arong and served her with a smile, and couldn't help but ask blankly, "Where is Fu Dong?" There were four eldest maids beside her, and Fu Dong had already started serving her at this time. Thinking of her last life until her last companion, Yan Ning felt that she really wanted to see Fu Dong.

"She is busy decorating medicine for you. Why would you ask Zangqiu to serve you?" Thinking that Yan Ning was not used to the service of her maid, Arong asked gently.

Zangqiu is another closest maid next to Yan Ning.

Yan Ning's face suddenly turned slightly white.

Tibetan autumn...

When she heard this name, she felt extremely disgust and hatred in her heart.

"I don't want her!" Yan Ning grabbed Arong's clothes and lowered her head, feeling that she couldn't breathe, and felt that her blood was cold all over her body, her eyes were so sour that she could hardly hold back her tears, and she whispered, "I don't want her!"

Her voice was weak, and only Arong could hear it, but the intense and painful expression on her face made Arong droop his eyes thoughtfully. She had a soft smile on her face, holding Yan Ning's petite body and said softly, "Okay. I know you feel sorry for the people around you who don't want to make them tired. Don't ask her to come and serve. Change the clothes for the cousin."

She ordered her maid.

The big maid thought Yan Ning was a very polite master. She smiled and nodded and sorted it out for Yan Ning. This made Jiang Wei, who was standing at the door and blew the cold wind in.

The handsome and tall boy strode in and was shocked.

"You guys... do you want to be so exaggerated?" He was stunned at the big ball of hair lying on the bed at this moment. The plush ball was small, shrunk into a ball. The furry snow-white fur wrapped the whole body of the little thing tightly. After a while, he seemed a little embarrassed to hear his voice. The ball of hair shook, and a beautiful and pitiful face appeared from under the fur. Under the long black hair, a pair of eyes were pitiful tears. She looked at Jiang Wei timidly from under the fur, twisted her body, and hid herself in the fur.

It seems as if it is safe to hide it like this.

"Shut up. If Aning blows the wind, you will ask!" Arong didn't think anything was wrong with wrapping her cousin into a wool ball. Seeing that Jiang Wei was still amazed, she stood up and greeted Jiang Wei and said, "Be careful on the road, don't ask Aning to blow the wind. She is having a fever."

Arong felt that it was a bit too much to make trouble with her mother, Duke Li, and his wife. Yan Ning was almost ill and exhausted, but Duke Li was still ashamed to make noise here for Jiang Huan, and he didn't care about Yan Ning at all.

"I know, I know." Although Jiang Wei was older, he was very afraid of Arong. Seeing Arong holding Yan Ning who had curled him into a ball, he squatted directly beside the bed.

The snow-white balls shook.

Arong carefully asked the maids to help and transferred the timid ball of fur that was shaking all over his body to Jiang Wei's back.

When Yan Ning lay on the young man's thin and not strong back, she sniffed, sniffed, lay on Jiang Wei's back, and hugged his neck.

"Don't cry on my clothes." Jiang Wei said disgustedly, but he loosened the fox fur on his body, so that Yan Ning's snow-white little hands could penetrate into his fox fur to avoid getting cold.

He stood there straight, and Arong tidyed up the big white fox cloak on Yan Ning again. When the cloak covered Yan Ning tightly, Jiang Wei seemed to have a furry white ball hanging on his body. Arong said to Jiang Wei with confidence, "Go, third brother." Her smile was gentle, but Yan Ning shook, and carefully revealed a half-red face from under the cloak and asked timidly, "Cousin, aren't you going with us?"

Without her eldest cousin, she would be very scared.

Arong looked at Yan Ning's begging gaze and smiled.

"I'll arrive later." She said with a gentle look, "When I tell the maid in your room a few words."

She obviously told these maids how to serve Yan Ning. Yan Ning couldn't help but pull the fur in her hand uneasy and whispered, "Cousin, don't, don't scold Fu Dong, okay? She's fine. Don't let Fu Dong be wronged."

In the last life, Fu Dong was out of favor and power, but she kept going to leave her. This was completely different from Zangqiu, who became Shen Yanqing's maid. Fu Dong was by her side until death. Yan Ning knew that Arong didn't rub the sand in her eyes, and was afraid that Fu Dong would be punished by Arong because she fell into the water this time.

"I understand. I won't scold her. Go." Arong smiled and covered her with a cloak, asking Jiang Wei to carry her to see Mrs. Li Guo.

As soon as they went out, Yan Ning couldn't help but tremble. She felt that Jiang Wei was carrying herself to the wife of Duke Li Guo to the room. She felt so bored and so hot. She hesitated for a moment and secretly lifted a corner of the cloak and looked out.

At this moment, it was a flower pond in the backyard. The flower pond in winter had already failed to lose its flowers. However, because of the birthday of the Grandma, there were some silk flowers and other very festive things. Yan Ning looked at it greedily, but suddenly saw several tall figures coming from afar.

The figure in the center was heroic and tall. Even if he couldn't see clearly, he was still imposing, suppressing the momentum of everyone around him. Even if Yan Ning felt that he could not see the figure clearly, he felt inexplicably, and his heart was so beating so hard that he could hardly control himself.

Her heart beat violently and her breathing was about to suffocate. She didn't get close to her, but she looked at the figure that told me to remember her until she died and was trembling all over.

A stream of passion rushed to the top of her mind, and she felt that her mind was burning violently again.
Chapter completed!