Aware of a slight slackness, Ning Xuan immediately broke free and ran away, but the next second she was tightly clamped in her arms.

    Weak and helpless Ning Yu:

    What do you really want?

    The man was buried in his neck and whispered an aggrieved retort, "you lie!"

    Ning Yu''s white face pulled, "no small one."

    "You nonsense! You are soft, which looks like a man!"

    Ning Yu:

    "Small body bones have been much thinner than ordinary people since childhood."

    The drunkard behind him was drunk, "you''re talking nonsense!"

    "The little one is really a man. If you don''t believe it, you can check at the stables in the stockade. The little one''s name is Ning Zhen."

    "Stable?" the man asked vaguely.

    Ning Xuan nodded. "The small one is the servant who sweeps the stables in the stronghold."

    Mo Tianyu frowned and sniffed, "nonsense, you are fragrant. What is the servant who sweeps the stables!"

    "It''s late at night, and the little nature has bathed." Ning explained.

    But Mo Tianyu couldn''t listen anymore. His mind was confused, and his men hugged Ning Yu.

    Suddenly kissed him on the face, "no matter, I don''t care..."

    He whispered as if he were going to sleep.

    But unexpectedly, Ning Yu, who was kissed by Mo Tianyu, froze in place, and the whole person''s scalp began to numb.

    The thin little body began to tremble, this

    I don''t know where the strength came from. He pushed Mo Tianyu away.

    This time he hit the wall hard. Mo Tianyu murmured before he was unconscious.

    Ning Xuan heard it. He said yes——

    "Qingqing..."

    The name of the stronghold leader.

    Ning Xuan stood there, and the bright moonlight rose slowly from the dark corner and shone on the two of them.

    In front of Mo Tianyu stood a thin young man in soft white lining. His facial features were beautiful and looked particularly clean.

    Ning Yu pursed his lips and wanted to turn around and leave, but he watched Mo Tianyu faint there.

    After two tangles, Ning still stepped forward and helped Mo Tianyu back to his room.

    …

    …

    Three days later, the party began.

    In front of the palace gate, a luxurious carriage stopped.

    Out of the carriage came a middle-aged man in dark clothes, with a pair of sword eyebrows, heroic and murderous in his eyes.

    Seeing this, the bodyguard at the gate of the palace came forward and bowed his hands respectfully: "see general Shen, my subordinates."

    Shen Jifeng nodded, "well,"

    Followed by the gentle Mrs. Shen and Shen Zhiying.

    Shen Zhiying held Mrs. Shen and followed Shen Jifeng into the palace.

    "Father, what is this banquet for today?" Shen Zhiying asked Shen Jifeng curiously.

    Shen Jifeng responded coldly, "it''s for the prime minister."

    Shen Zhiying''s eyes brightened, "is the prime minister back?"

    Looking at Shen Zhiying''s excited look, Shen Jifeng gave her a cold look and warned: "you are the prince''s fiancee now. You should pay attention to your behavior."

    Shen Zhiying, who was scolded by Shen Jifeng, was embarrassed at the bottom of her eyes, but soon dissipated.

    Nodded obediently, "yes, father."

    After that, Shen Zhiying honestly supported Mrs. Shen and followed Shen Jifeng.

    When passing the imperial garden, Shen Jifeng stopped in front. He nodded and said hello, "prime minister."

    Then he looked over and saw a noble and elegant young man in a moon white gown standing in front of Shen Jifeng.

    Gu Jinyan said calmly, "general Shen."

    Shen Jifeng nodded. Suddenly, his eyes shifted to the woman on Gu Jinyan''s side and froze.