In the final analysis, it became Fang Jinzhi's wishful thinking.

Who wouldn't want to be a concubine for his wife? Jiang Ning knew that all of this was because Fang Jinzhi was obsessed with love. She was sober in the world and would not say such things, let alone be so paranoid.

"When the time comes, if you are willing to come with me, I will take you with me." Jiang Ning finally said this: "Before that, I still want you to think about it carefully and don't waste your life."

"You can say that I am irresponsible, you can say that I am evasive, but we need time..."

Fang Jinzhi didn't quite understand what Jiang Ning said. When people get married in general, few people know what the wife they marry looks like. There aren't many stories about talented people and beauties. Generally, they don't have any feelings before they get married.

Fang Jinzhi looked at Jiang Ning, but she felt aggrieved. Jiang Ning was also a little at a loss and patted Fang Jinzhi on the shoulder.

And at this moment, a black shadow on the roof jumped up and disappeared into the night.

The news of Princess Jinzhi's wedding soon spread throughout the streets, and the rumors about the prince-in-law were even more magical. Stories about heroes saving beauties, flirting with each other, and so on, began to be used to cover up stories. On the contrary,

It has become a good story that has nothing to do with political stance.

Jiang Ning, except for visiting the blacksmith shop, spent the rest of his time writing at the Princess Mansion. Occasionally, he would take some ironware, wooden barrels, etc. from the carriage and go straight to the house.

"I didn't expect you would dare to come?" Jiang Ning opened the door and saw Nangong Wan sitting on the bedside.

"The princess has gone to the palace to be a saint. She is a newlywed. I didn't expect you to still have the mind to tinker with these things." Nangong Wan stood up with a smile. Now she is the saint of the Yongle Dynasty and the concubine of Shenggong Fangla. She is alone.

Below, above ten thousand people.

Jiang Ning ignored her, put the barrel in his hand behind the door, took out the unprocessed wood, beef tendons and iron blocks, and said while busy: "If you have anything to say, please tell me, I'm very busy."

Nangong Wan was a little surprised. She took two steps forward, closed the door with her backhand, leaned behind the door and said with a smile: "Why, you don't welcome me?"

"Welcome? Where to start? If you want to kill me, if I don't kill you now, it's already a welcome. How else can I welcome you?" Jiang Ning paused, but did not look back.

Nangong Wan chuckled: "It seems you already know. Yes, I wanted to kill you before, but it's different now."

"Now you are the consort, I am the saint, and the princess is young. Can't the pleasure of sex satisfy you?"

Nangong Wan said, walked behind Jiang Ning, and tried to lift his hands.

Jiang Ning's expression changed, and he pushed Nangong Wan two feet away with his backhand, and sat down on the chair: "If you don't say anything, I will see you off before I change my mind about not killing you."

"Hey, I'm quite angry. I have news about Wang Ruoyan. Don't you want to know?" Nangong Wan was uncharacteristically like a voluptuous slut. She was wearing a gauze skirt, exposing her shoulders and half of her breasts.

The world is drooling, which man in the world can withstand it?

Jiang Ning frowned: "If you want to know, if you want to know, just say it. If you don't want to say it, get out."

"Haha, your temper is a bit strange." Nangong Wan smiled, walked to Jiang Ning, leaned on Jiang Ning's back, breathed the fragrance of orchids, and said to Jiang Ning's ears: "Half a month ago, they

When we arrived in Jiujiang, there was a little girl by my side. Her kung fu was pretty good, but in the end she was unable to fight with four hands and was captured."

"How are they?" Jiang Ning grabbed Nangong Wan's wrist with his backhand, pulled it in front of him, and asked sharply.

He didn't understand why the eldest daughter of the Nangong family was acting like a slut now, with such a restless heart hidden under her pure and pure appearance. The contrast between the two was still fascinating.

Who would have expected that Nangong Wan moaned: "You're hurting me..." Then she leaned into Jiang Ning's arms.

Jiang Ning dropped his hand and took a step back: "You tell me, I don't have to kill you today." He took a step forward and put his right hand on Nangong Wan's waist: "This is called the spine, which is the most fragile part of the human skeleton.

As long as I exert a little force, you will never get up again for the rest of your life, and I will tell everyone that it was you who fell."

His right hand turned into a tiger claw, grabbed three lumbar vertebrae, and raised it slightly.

Nangong Wan, who was originally smiling, turned pale with fear. She knew Jiang Ning's temper and said hurriedly: "Don't, don't move..."

"You should know what to say if you want me to let go..."

"I know, I know..." Nangong Wan didn't dare to move. She didn't know why she wanted to touch this stubborn Jiang Ning today, and immediately said: "Originally, they were caught, but then they were taken away... and left Jiujiang.

, I heard that I went north, but I don’t know the details..."

"Going north? The world north of Jiujiang is ruled by the Yongle Dynasty. Why are they going back?" Jiang Ning asked with a frown.

Nangong Wan was so frightened that she broke into a fragrant sweat: "I...I don't know, I've heard about it too. If you don't believe it, you can ask Lou Minzhong in person, he is in charge of scouting..."

"But... you can let go..." Nangong Wan begged: "I also learned about this as soon as possible, and I came to you immediately, wanting to make your heart better and make friends, but who would have expected

You...you..."

"Let me believe you for once." Jiang Ning let go, and Nangong Wan was holding on to the table, breathing heavily, and put her left hand on her chest.

"It's okay, you can leave. I will kill you next time I see you." Jiang Ning turned around.

"You...Jiang Ning, in what way am I not better than Wang Ruoyan?" Nangong Wan shouted: "In terms of life experience, I am from the Nangong family. In terms of appearance, we are about the same. In terms of ability, I am better than her. Why are you so important?

You still don’t want to look at me in the eyes from the beginning to the end?”

Nangong Wan thought of He Shili who was killed, and then looked at Jiang Ning. He was also a son-in-law and a talented man. Why was there such a big difference? If Jiang Ning was the one who married into Nangong's family, he would definitely take her away from Nangong's family.

Instead of taking the money and running away, he would definitely give her a sense of security. Instead of being humiliated in the palace now, he would definitely...

So she wants to kill him, and if she doesn't get it, she will destroy him...

Jiang Ning turned back to look at Nangong Wan: "You are not her, it's as simple as that. Besides, I, Jiang Ning, am a commoner. How can I be so virtuous as to be pitied by a saint?"

"You...you..." Nangong Wan was so angry that she couldn't say a word, slammed the door and walked out towards Nangong Temple.

Jiang Ning didn't even send it as a gift. He continued to work on his new invention. The more ways to save his life, the better. He was worried. All he lacked was time and repeated experiments.

Wang Ruoyan went north, where are he now? Second Qianxun was injured despite his martial arts skills? Who was chasing them? And who rescued them? Jiang Ning thought in his mind, but he lost his mind and put down what he was holding.

, walked out of the door and headed towards the blacksmith shop.

"Sister, you are here, my good sister..." A man hugged Nangong Wan. In the Nangong Temple on Jinling Mountain, a secret pavilion was like a living room.

"Is it safe here?" Nangong Wan stopped the man from lifting his hands.

"You are safe, good sister, but you miss your brother so much..."

"Slow down, why rush? There is plenty of time..."
Chapter completed!