After that night, neither of them mentioned anything they said to each other. He regarded it as drunken talk, and she regarded it as impulsive talk about concubine Jing. Qing Ning knew in her heart who she was doing it for, and in his heart, she must
It doesn't matter who she thinks she's doing it for the Situ family. As long as the ultimate goal is the same, there's no point in explaining anything even if he thinks she has ulterior motives.
She never wanted to reveal her identity, she just wanted him to continue to protect her in his own way. If he was really a person who valued love and justice, the burden on his shoulders was already heavy enough, and there was no need for her to be added to the list.
Ignorance is nothing, even if her identity is exposed in the future, she can still get an excuse for him
Qing Ning lowered his head to write, and was thinking about how to make the marriage between Meng Ziqi and Yuyao fall through. Meng Ziqi was really the most important person at the moment. I'm afraid he didn't know that everyone in the capital was paying attention to him before he returned to Beijing.
Everyone has their eyes on him. I'm afraid even Concubine Jing, who thought she was about to be promoted to a concubine, doesn't know what caused this unexpected disaster.
"What is this painting of yours? I gave you a painting full of ink, but after you painted it for a whole day, it was still dark. If you are not sincere, why don't you agree randomly? I also want my mother to be in a bad mood recently, so why not take it?
Your painting is here to make her happy!" Qing Ning was thinking while drawing lines behind her, Luo Yunchen suddenly hit her hard on the head and asked dissatisfied
Qing Ning touched her head and stared at him: "What do you know? This is a picture of a hundred birds facing the phoenix. If you give it to your mother, she will definitely be happy."
"You're just telling lies with your eyes open! I don't even see a bird feather. Where did all the birds come from?"
"Talking to a common man like the prince makes me feel physically and mentally exhausted." Qing Ning looked at him with disdain, "Red bamboo, red leaf, bring me my incense."
"yes"
The incense burner was placed on the table, and the strange fragrance made Luo Yunchen even more curious about what tricks she could play.
Hongzhu Hongye picked up the painting and placed it across the incense. The green smoke hovered under the paper. After a while, a pattern of black ink gradually appeared on the paper.
"This incense and this special painting ink were given by an old friend. If one of them is missing, the picture on the painting will be invisible. How about it? Is it an eye-opener again?" Qing Ning asked proudly, crossing her chest.
(Today I have finished updating the reader’s message. As for adding v, Xiao Xiao has already said a long time ago that if there is no accident, it will be on the shelves next week)