Hanshanyue: "..."

His voice was half cold and half warm: "It's the first time I'm here!"

"Then are you preparing for the groom's official uniform?" Ning Xuemo asked him back.        ≈

"I don't like Dahong!" Han Shanyue slowly sat upright: "Do you like Dahong?"

"I? I'm okay. But this time you're just taking a concubine, and it doesn't matter if you don't wear a big red groom's robe. You will have to get married in the future. Even if you don't like it, you have to wear it, otherwise the bride's family will be unhappy." Ning Xuemo's tone was rare and earnest.

Han Shanyue stared at her: "Do you still want to see me get married?"

Whether you marry a wife or not depends on my business? Ning Xuemo rolled her eyes in her heart.

"Look, your concubine is going to marry you, and you will definitely marry you in the future. Your wife is the one who will accompany you for the rest of your life, and you still have the respect you should have. For example, a grand wedding, such as if you have to prepare a phoenix crown and a red robe for her, rather than letting the bride prepare it himself... For example, even if you don't like Dahong, you still have to wear Dahong groom's official uniform..."

"You care about this?"

"It's not that I care, but that your future wife will care. When you meet the girl you like in the future, you will naturally understand. If you are afraid that she will be wronged, you will give her the best... Well, it's getting late, I really have to go to rest." Ning Xuemo waved his hand to him, turned around and left.

"You don't have to prepare for a wedding dress." As she was about to reach the door, he added a sentence behind.

Ning Xuemo paused slightly: "Okay."

It seems that he finally figured it out that wedding clothes are something that only the wife’s candidates will prepare. If she doesn’t prepare, it should be because she understands that taking a concubine is not necessary...

I don't know why, but I feel a little uncomfortable.

Just as he was about to leave his courtyard, he added another sentence behind: "Night tomorrow will be the ceremony for the ascension of the Heavenly Master, you can come and watch the ceremony."

Ning Xuemo walked away casually.

The ceremony of the Ascension of the Heavenly Master should be very lively and very interesting.

However, this is also a rare opportunity to escape, and she has to seize it.

...

Ning Xuemo returned to her room and was about to go to bed with a loose dress, but suddenly he seemed to notice something and turned around suddenly: "Who?!"

The window sash opened without wind and jumped in alone.

In the dark night, the figure of the man was extremely familiar.

Xijue!

He actually put on the clothes he was a guard in the Marquis's mansion again, looking shrewd and powerful.

Ning Xuemo didn't expect that he would come, but he still came at night.

Shouldn’t he go back to his Mingwang family?

"Xijue, why are you here? You are still wearing such a dress. My little temple can't tolerate you, a great god. You should have someone to inform you first, and I will welcome you very grandly..."

Ning Xuemo was half-joking.

She really has a good impression of this young man, and looking at him is like looking at his younger brother.

"The formal identity cannot be entered." Xijue stood there like a shadow in black.

"Ah? No, right? The gate here is not blocked, you can enter and exit at will."

"There is no ban, but there are secret cards on all roads leading to your Ninghou Mansion. No official's sedan chair, carriage and horse are allowed to come to your Ninghou Mansion. It is said that the Lord Tianshi likes to be quiet and refuses anyone to visit. He lives in your mansion again, so..." Xijue explained. He frowned and his fingers were clenched secretly.

Ning Xuemo: "..." It was her ignoring this issue.

These days, Ninghou Mansion has been a troublesome situation.
Chapter completed!