Uncle Chen frowned and said to Xuan Jiu: "Since I am your friend, go and cook a bowl of ginger soup for him to avoid getting really sick."
So Ning Chengyuan successfully settled in the small courtyard where Xuan Jiu lived, and lived in the room next door to Xuan Jiu. When Xuan Jiu came over with a bowl of ginger soup with an unkind expression, Ning Chengyuan was very moved. His lips murmured: "Xuan Jiu, this is the soup you made..."
"If you don't want to drink it, I'll take it away."
Ning Chengyuan hurriedly stayed away from him as if he were protecting a rare treasure. He didn't care whether it was hot or not, and drank quickly.
Xuan Jiu: "..."
He felt more and more that there was something wrong with Ning Chengyuan, because the ginger soup was so hot.
The more he thought about it, the more suspicious he felt, "You... aren't you here for that King Sheng?"
Ning Chengyuan was immediately choked and coughed again, and he was also very angry: "What are you thinking about? Why should I come here for him? Can you think in a good direction?"
Ning Chengyuan rarely got angry with Xuan Jiu. Xuan Jiu felt very baffled when he called him out like that, but it seemed that he was not here for Sheng Qianmo, so Xuan Jiu felt relieved.
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Shu Nuan didn't know until the next day that Xuan Jiu had brought Ning Chengyuan back to Heng Mansion. The moment he saw Ning Chengyuan appear in front of him, the figure he saw on the street last night flashed through his mind again. And then...
She thought it was an illusion.
But Ning Chengyuan appeared.
Similarly, Jing Che also saw Ning Chengyuan while having breakfast.
He had fought with this man before, so he naturally recognized him as a general from the Northern Kingdom.
Jing Che squinted his eyes, their eyes intertwined, and they were tense.
Ning Chengyuan had a good temper towards Xuan Jiu, but now that he was facing the man who had stolen his brother, and who was also an enemy general, his eyes became cold.
Only Uncle Chen was absent and reminded Jing Che and Shu Nuan: "This Mr. Ning is a friend of Xuan Jiu. He has come to Beichuan for business these days and will stay at the Heng Mansion for a few days."
Xuan Jiu had softened up after being pestered by Ning Chengyuan last night, but now seeing the look in A Che's eyes, he realized something was wrong.
However, Jing Che didn't say anything, he just said calmly: "Xuan Jiu, you can go out with me later."
Xuan Jiu responded.
Uncle Chen said: "Xuan Jiu, go and serve rice to Mr. Ning."
Ning Chengyuan's eyes suddenly changed and he raised his eyebrows. The next moment, he was glanced at by Xuan Jiu coldly. Ning Chengyuan quickly picked up his own bowl and took Xuan Jiu's bowl as well, "It's okay, it's okay, I'll do it myself." Come, Xuanjiu, let me help you serve it."
Only then did Xuan Jiu's expression improve.
After breakfast, Shu Nuan went to the trading house by herself. Halfway through, she stopped and turned back, "What do you want?"
Ning Chengyuan had no choice but to walk out from the corner, coughed and said, "Shu Nuan, have you... thought about Sheng Qianmo after you left?"
He made up his mind that as long as Shu Nuan said that he had thought about it, even if he only missed her a little bit, he would tell Shu Nuan that Sheng Qianmo personally came to Beichuan to find her.
But Shunuan said calmly: "No."
Ning Chengyuan frowned, suddenly feeling that Sheng Qianmo shouldn't have come, and Shu Nuan didn't miss him. The most important thing was that Shu Nuan was still living with his childhood sweetheart, and the two of them didn't know if their old relationship had returned. Burned...
Thinking of this, Ning Chengyuan felt quite uncomfortable.
But Shu Nuan turned around and left without waiting for him to speak.
This was the first time someone mentioned those three words in front of her since leaving Beicheng.
Shu Nuan clenched her fingers slightly, and the pain of her broken right hand seemed to reappear in her mind.
It hurts so much.
How could she... still be thinking about him.
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