Chapter 133
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"I think that since Mr. Cloud Leaf can come back from the dead, there must be a way to cure the poison. Although we can't solve it for the time being, with the help of a smart person like Lady Ning, I believe that we can solve the mystery of the plum blossom kiss smoothly. By then, you will be able to recover as before. "Jiu Si gently pulled Hui Mo and motioned him to look out of the window.
Hui Mo was a young man after all. His attention was immediately diverted and he looked out of the window. Soon, he caught a glimpse of light and immediately said, "Master, Lady Ning is here!"
Just now, the snow-white cloak was stained with rain. Ning Shu hurriedly went back to change and rushed out. She didn't even have time to dry her hair. At this time, there was still some moisture in her hair, which made her hair darker. Her face was as white as snow and her lips were as red as vermilion. She was particularly agile.
Hearing the sound of Ning Shu's footsteps, Xiahou Qing said, "Hmm." Slowly, a vague figure was outlined in his mind. The figure should be just at the height of his chin. That night, he threw the cloak to her to wrap around her body. She seemed to be holding it tightly and slowly. Step by step, she walked carefully so that the cloak would not fall to the ground.
She should also have a pair of very clever eyes. Every time she came up with a clever idea in her mind, a bright light would flow out from her eyes.
She looked as delicate as an orchid, but there was an unimaginable tenacity hidden in her eyes. Even if she was in a sea of fire, or under the questioning eyes of 300,000 people, she had never been afraid.
Other than that, he knew nothing, but he seemed to know a lot of things unconsciously.
Ning Shu, who was being painted by him in his mind, stepped out of the gate of the Duke's Mansion. Her eyes quickly found the familiar figure in the black fox fur coat in the carriage and smiled slightly.
"Greetings, Your Highness. May I know why Your Highness is looking for my daughter today?" She didn't waste time to be polite and asked directly. She knew that unless there was something urgent, Xiahou Qing wouldn't have sent her an invitation without notifying her in advance.
Hearing her voice, the brush and ink in Xiahou Qing's mind suddenly stopped and dissipated like smoke. Separated by the black brocade in front of him, he looked in her direction and casually waved his hand. "Last time, I heard that you were very interested in my concubine selection. Today, I will satisfy you. Let's get in the car. "
"Ah?"
This sentence made Ning Shu reveal an extremely startled expression. She thought it was something urgent, but she didn't expect it to be this. However — —
"His Highness has already decided on the Heir Consort? So fast? " As far as she knew, the higher the rank of Marquis in the Manor, the more etiquette they had to go through when it came to marriage. It wasn't uncommon to spend a year or so just to arrange the marriage, not to mention the large amount of red tape and other formalities that followed. If there was even the slightest mistake, it wasn't impossible to start all over again. It had only been a few days since their last chat, and he had already decided?
Her mind was filled with shock, but he was still as calm as before. He fiddled with the bone in his hand that had long been flattened and knocked on the table. "It hasn't been decided yet, but it will be soon. Today, I am waiting for you to choose one for me."
The previous sentence made Ning Shu startled, and this sentence made Ning Shu completely dumbfounded.
"… … I will choose?" Ning Shu almost thought that she had misheard, "Your Highness isn't joking, right?"
This joke was so big that it wasn't funny at all.
But she saw Xiahou Qing's lips curl up slightly, as if he was talking about someone else's matter, and it had nothing to do with him. He said casually, "Why not?"
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