"It's not interesting. I just asked simply. Can you tell me?" Nangong Chen knew that she thought too much. She was very suspicious and even a little cold-blooded. Her hands shouldn't be stained with blood.
"You don't need to know this level, but no matter whether you are willing or not, don't want to have any other intentions." Wuxin warned coldly that if she was not in a hurry to go to the border, she would spend more time to completely solve the problem.
"No." Nangong Chen laughed and asked again: "Wuxin, where will you go in the future? Should you stay in Chaoyang City or Yancheng?"
"You have asked too much, and a quarter of an hour has arrived, so I won't send it." After speaking, Wuxin and unintentional nonsense, they stood up and left the hall.
Nangong Chen looked sad. What did she think? Han Yueqiongying is in Yancheng, will Wuxin go?
"It's worthy of being unintentional, arrogant and cold enough." Jing Ao exclaimed, changed his tone and said, "But I hope she won't be so cold and arrogant, too extreme and too unkind."
"Shut up!" Nangong Chen glared at Jing Ao. That guy was specializing in watching the show.
"Oh? Let's go." Jing Ao said embarrassedly, he still had to go back to deal with the housework.
The two of them left Zhujinlou. It was already dusk, and there were fewer pedestrians on the street, and most of the shops were closed.
"I'll go to the border with you." Jing Ao said.
"Thank you." Nangong Chen said.
This is the tacit understanding between brothers, and there is no need to say too much.
Prime Minister's Mansion.
Recently, everyone in the mansion has been peaceful and peaceful, and the Yao family, who is usually arrogant and arrogant, has also restrained it.
Dongfang Lie has planned it. If the Jinli Kingdom falls, the Dongfang family will surrender or move westward. However, the family is big and the business is more troublesome, and it may be pursued by Dongyue.
Jing Ao paced back and forth at the door. Jing Xuan colluded with outsiders, should he tell his father? Or did he deal with it secretly by himself, but what can he do?
"Prince, have you found Xuan'er?" Yao looked pitiful. Her son ran away from home for more than a month, but her husband was indifferent. She was unwilling, but she was helpless.
"Hmph, he doesn't want to come back, what are you doing for him?" Dongfang Lie glanced at Yao coldly.
"Prince, Xuan'er is also your son after all. You have ignored him for many years. Now that he has left, you don't care..." Yao's face was sad and sobbed in a low voice.
"Shut up! I, Dongfang Lie, cannot give birth to such a rebellious son." A trace of sinister flashed in Dongfang Lie's eyes, and after speaking, he waved his sleeves and left.
Yao shivered. What did the prime minister mean just now? No, the prime minister has always pampered her.
Jing Ao sighed in annoyance, then went to Dongfang Lie to talk about his intention to go to the border.
When Dongfang Lie heard this, he said angrily: "Don't go!"
"Dad, I can't obey my fate. I must go, Jin Li will never fall." Jing Ao said firmly.
"You are my son. If you want to inherit my mantle in the future, nothing will happen." Dongfang Lie's tone eased a little.
"Dad, nothing will happen to me. Isn't there Jing Xuan?" Jing Ao frowned. One, he didn't want to inherit any mantra; two, his father's words were a bit heartless.
"Jing Xuan can't, even if Jing Xuan is so outstanding!" Dongfang Lie's face changed and he said in a deep voice.
"Why?" A suspicion flashed in Jing Ao's eyes. His father had always been strict with Jing Xuan, but he seemed to have never really cared about it.