Dingjiangshan

Chapter 102 "Would you like to make an exception?"

Ning Huaijin was thoughtful.

After all, this kind of thing has to be figured out by oneself. Feelings are something that cannot be forced. Cheng Yuan can only stop at the end, otherwise he will appear to be uninterested.

Xie Jue also seemed to have become a gourd with a jagged beak. His eyes were fixed on the fire, but his heart flew away. flip over.

Ning Huaijin clutched the rabbit's leg a little comically, thought for a while with a serious expression, put the rabbit's leg in her hand on the tray Cheng Yuan brought, stood up, went back to her tent in silence.

Cheng Yuan watched his back enter the tent, then poked Xie Jue with his finger.

"Zhaoming." Cheng Yuan said, "Tell me, can the prince figure it out by himself?"

Cheng Yuan didn't seem to think that he had to ask for an answer, and then he said: "Hey—you said that His Majesty is the kind of person who wants to have a daughter in the world, so why does he just like the prince?"

"Who knows?" Xie Jue finally recovered from his wandering state, and said, "I don't care whether the prince wants to know or not, but if your majesty is really born with broken sleeves, then it's not surprising that he takes a fancy to the prince. "

"How do you say that?" Cheng Yuan asked curiously, "The prince and His Majesty are far behind."

Xie Jue burst out laughing, and conveniently placed the wooden stick in his hand on the ground to brace his arms, turned his head towards the tent and raised his chin.

"It's not relative, what is the seniority that was made up by twists and turns." Xie Jue said indifferently: "If you want me to say, I have to blame the prince himself for this matter—even though the prince is the one who led the way." Big one, but you see how many times the prince used to act as an "elder" when getting along with His Majesty. If the prince is like the Ninth Prince, living as an elder clan all day long, you think your majesty can still think of it, then That's the weird thing."

"However, it's strange to say that Mingyuan and I got together and talked secretly about this matter before - we both felt that the prince had no interest in His Majesty at the time, and His Majesty paid the wrong person with all his affection. Why did the prince do it by himself? After a trip back to Anqing Mansion, their attitude became ambiguous."

As Xie Jue said, he raised the wooden stick in his hand and looked at it, making sure that the piece of "coke" on it was no longer edible, so he threw the firewood and the rabbit into the fire, and patted the ashes on his hands.

"Tell me—" Xie Jue looked at Ning Huaijin's tent with an indescribable expression, and leaned into Cheng Yuan's ear and said, "Do you think it's possible? In fact, Ning Zheng also drugged the prince, just like that." If you eat it, you will break your sleeve..."

Cheng Yuan: "..."

Cheng Yuan originally expected to hear some royal family secrets from him, but he didn't realize that while talking, he turned to the horizon.He glanced at Xie Jue blankly, picked up Ning Huaijin's untouched rabbit leg, and stuffed it into Xie Jue's mouth.

"Let's eat rabbits," Dr. Cheng said.

On the other end, Ning Huaijin turned around twice in her tent, sat down and got up again, looking a little restless.

He was suddenly revealed by Cheng Yuan to the secrets in his heart, and now he is in a subtle state of daze mixed with some unbelievable.

On the one hand, Ning Huaijin had to admit that what Cheng Yuan said was right—if he had never thought about whether this matter was feasible, then why did he care so much about the eyes of others, and why did he have to give birth to the child during those countless days and nights before? He humiliated Ning Yan's thoughts of self-blame.

——If he really didn't think about what Ning Yan said, then what about "humiliation".

But on the other hand, Ning Huaijin was very puzzled, he really didn't know when he had such a treacherous idea.

Was it after returning to Beijing from Anqing Mansion, or before that, earlier, during the hunting ground dispute?

Ning Huaijin's heart was in a mess, he couldn't even distinguish his own thoughts.When he looked back, he could only find that his thoughts were messed together, and he didn't even know when he had a momentary heartbeat.

When this mess first appeared, Ning Huaijin didn't bother with it, but when it surfaced, it was already so entangled that Ning Huaijin had already missed the opportunity to straighten it out. It was too late to find out the "beginning" from inside.

Even up to this moment, Ning Huaijin was still not sure whether he had feelings for Ning Yan or not.

——If you say no, the above "iron evidence is like a mountain" will be placed there, and there is no room for him to deny it.

——But if there is, he really has no sense of substance.

Ning Huaijin was in his thirties, and he didn't have a family at home, nor had he ever discussed marriage.Six years ago, after the eldest daughter of the Qing family in Dali Temple killed her feathers and returned home, no noble daughter in the whole capital dared to come to him to disgrace her.

So he has never experienced what it is like to "like" in his life. According to other people's poems and scriptures, when describing love, they always bring some intense words such as "sorrow" or "love madness", It seems that without these ups and downs, the matter of love will appear ordinary and too monotonous.

But for Ning Huaijin, he really couldn't match these words with Ning Yan.

Ning Huaijin tried to apply the word "like" to Ning Yan in his heart, but he didn't know if it was because he had been with Ning Yan for ten years. Although he never felt repelled, he felt very awkward.

Ning Huaijin walked around the ground twice more, but the more he thought about it, the more confused he became. He really couldn't say for sure that he had no intentions for Ning Yan. Think more and more confused.

"Qin Liu." Ning Huaijin said, "Are you there?"

Before he finished speaking, a black shadow flashed behind the curtain, and then his curtain was lifted, and Qin Liu walked in from the outside.

Qin Liu was wearing a black nocturnal suit, and at first glance he blended into the night. When he opened the curtain and entered the door, Ning Huaijin almost jumped.

"Your Majesty." Qin Liu walked in front of him and knelt down on one knee: "Your Majesty had an order earlier, if you have something to do, just order it."

"His Majesty--"

Ning Huaijin paused as soon as he uttered this title, he turned around and gritted his teeth in annoyance, thinking why he was in such a hurry to go to the doctor.

Qin Liu waited for a long time without waiting for his follow-up, and asked doubtfully, "My lord?"

"It's nothing." Ning Huaijin said, "...How is Your Majesty doing recently?"

Qin Liu was confused by his question, what can Ning Yan do? The battle has not yet started, and Ning Yan is in the rear. Of course, he eats well and sleeps soundly every day. Apart from the fact that Nanyang's conditions are worse than those in the capital, how can he? It looks much better than their wild woods.

"About..." Qin Liu said cautiously, "About pretty good."

Ning Huaijin sighed, and said, "I want to ask, how was your Majesty doing well when I left Beijing?"

Qin Liu pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.

As shadow guards, they only have Ning Yan as their master in this life, and they can always benefit from Ning Yan's interests and dangers. They don't even need to listen to other people's words, let alone such questions about Ning Yan's whereabouts and situation.

But...but it was Ning Yan himself who gave the order back then, and when he was away from home, seeing Ning Huaijin as if seeing him in person, he should not be neglected, coaxed, or concealed when he obeyed the order.

This made Qin Liu feel very embarrassed.

So he thought about it, and said tactfully, "Not very good."

If the prince asks more carefully, then he has to talk, Qin Liu thought in his heart, after all, His Majesty's orders are more important than the rules.

But Ning Huaijin didn't ask again.

The "not so good" in Qin Liu's mouth has already given Ning Huaijin the answer. He also grew up in the imperial city of the capital. From these three words, he can probably guess something.

Does Ning Yan really like him that much, Ning Huaijin thought.

Then he suddenly discovered that this question was actually among the concerns he had been thinking about before—whether Ning Yan was serious; how much did he "like"; whether young people's likes could be counted; Years later, when he has seen more of the bustling world, such an unconventional liking will become a joke.

Ning Huaijin almost showed his usual patience in dealing with the government, and came to "follow the vines" in his heart bit by bit.

However, if he didn't touch it, he didn't know. After touching it like this, he discovered that he had thought about it far more than he imagined.

In other words, he actually cared more about things than he imagined.

Ning Huaijin walked slowly to the back of the desk, sat down while supporting the table.

Qin Liu didn't know what was wrong with him, subconsciously followed him around half a circle, but still couldn't figure it out.

——Could it be bewitched?Qin Liu thought inexplicably.

Ning Huaijin didn't have any big fluctuations in his heart. I don't know if he was mentally prepared in advance. Apart from being at a loss, there are no other radical thoughts in his mind for the time being.

——Do I like Your Majesty too, Ning Huaijin thought seriously.

But he soon found out that he couldn't think of anything famous in this regard, so Prince Gong immediately changed to a more rigorous method of self-torture.

He has always hoped that Ning Yan's life will be smooth, safe and healthy, that even if he sits on the throne, he can still retain a little bit of innocence, and that he can taste his own sweetness amidst all the suffering in this world.

If I can only give him that sweetness, Ning Huaijin thought seriously, would I be willing to give it to him.

This question hardly lingered in Ning Huaijin's mind for too long, and he gave an affirmative answer.

Prince Gong, who had never been involved in love, finally found a self-consistent and logical answer in this long self-organization. He sighed softly and accepted the result after "deliberation".

I also like Ning Yan, Ning Huaijin thought, but she had too many worries, so she dared not admit it.

"Qin Liu." Ning Huaijin asked suddenly: "There must be a means of communication between you shadow guards."

"Indeed." Qin Liu said, "What does the lord want to say to His Majesty?"

"Well——" Ning Huaijin pursed her lips. It seemed that it was the first time for him to do such a thing, and he could see hesitation.

But soon he made up his mind, and his expression became firm again.

"Ask Your Majesty." Ning Huaijin said, "When Tongbai County is defeated and I go back to buy Your Majesty a drink in person, would he be willing to make an exception?"