The reborn daughter of the Marquis Mansion takes over the world

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, Emperor Yao fell ill and was in a daze all day, with no interest in state affairs.

Huo Yunhong seized this opportunity and took the initiative to ask Emperor Yao for help in sharing some of the affairs of the court.

Emperor Yao thought that Huo Yunhong had been keeping a low profile recently and had not openly competed for the position of Crown Prince in the court, so he decided to take this opportunity to test him again. So he ordered Huo Yunhong to act as regent.

Huo Yunhong was overjoyed and secretly thanked himself for finally waiting for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Next, he only needs to wait patiently for Emperor Yao’s birthday. At that time, he can join forces with the envoys of Qianye Kingdom, and with the support of King Rui’an and his son, marry the princess of Qianye Kingdom.

With the powerful Qianye Kingdom as his backing, he could force Emperor Yao to make him the crown prince. His long-cherished wish was about to come true. Huo Yunhong couldn't help but become carried away and completely forgot about Ning Ziqing.

On the other hand, when Huo Yunjue learned that Ning Ziqing wanted to win back Su Yanqi's heart, although he was very sad, he still tried his best to give Ning Ziqing advice.

Under Huo Yunjue's suggestion, Ning Ziqing served tea and water to Su Yanqi every day, ground and tidied his desk, and even the water for making tea was the morning dew on the lotus leaves that she collected in the lotus pond early in the morning.

Huo Yunjue told Ning Ziqing that Su Yanqi had a quiet temperament and was always elegant and noble, and that only by catering to his preferences could one win his heart.

Ning Ziqing couldn't help but find it funny.

Her personality is completely different from Su Yanqi's. She is active, likes to climb trees to look at the distant scenery, likes to go to the river to catch small fish and fry them, and likes a free and lively life.

She and Su Yanqi are from two completely different worlds.

She was now deliberately trying to please Su Yanqi, just to take advantage of his trust and get the whereabouts of the evidence from him.

That day, when Su Yanqi saw again that Ning Ziqing's handwriting was not practiced according to his requirements, he snatched the pen with a stern face, spread out a new piece of paper, and planned to teach Ning Ziqing how to write himself.

Ning Ziqing pushed his hand away angrily.

"Seventh Prince, I really don't want to practice calligraphy anymore. I haven't learned it since I was a child. No matter how hard I practice, I can't do it well. Don't force me anymore."

Su Yanqi advised earnestly: "Third sister, it's not too late to learn now. I will teach you. Believe me, after learning these, you don't have to rely on Huo Yunhong to live. He is not a good man worthy of your lifelong trust. You can live your own life."

What Bai Yifeng said to him that night is still ringing in his ears.

Bai Yifeng told him that Huo Yunhong had deceived Ning Ziqing, and that what he really had his eyes on was Ning Ziqing's wealthy grandfather whom he had never met.

Huo Yunhong only wants to get the Fu family's wealth. When Ning Ziqing is no longer of any value, he will never treat her well.

However, Bai Yifeng had lost all his martial arts skills and was poisoned, so he was unable to escape with Ning Ziqing safely.

Furthermore, he accidentally discovered that the junior brother who betrayed him had already colluded with Huo Yunhong.

Now that Huo Yunhong has control over the underworld, coupled with the financial resources of the Fu family, his evil ambitions are obvious.

Bai Yifeng risked his life to reveal these secrets to Su Yanqi, hoping that he could rescue Ning Ziqing before anything happened.

But Ning Ziqing was concerned about Huo Yunhong and was very disgusted by Su Yanqi's words of discord.

Her tone suddenly became cold.

"Seventh Prince, the Second Prince is a virtuous man. He has been working for the country and the people, regardless of his own safety, rushing to the disaster area to help the people. Yet you slander him in private. This is not what a gentleman does!"

Su Yanqi wanted to explain, but Ning Ziqing quickly stood up and ran out.

Su Yanqi's brows sank slightly, and he felt inexplicably irritated and uneasy. He exerted a little force and broke the brush in his hand.

Is he too impatient?

Su Yanqi was at a loss.

Afterwards, Ning Ziqing, dissatisfied with Su Yanqi's prejudice against Huo Yunhong, stayed in Chaolu Garden and avoided him.

Whatever Su Yanqi sent people to deliver every day was rejected by Ning Ziqing.

After a few days of stalemate, Su Yanqi finally couldn't hold back and decided to go to Chaolu Garden in person.

When he arrived, Bai Yifeng had just gone to the pharmacy to take a medicinal bath and had not returned yet.

The side garden was unusually quiet, and the maids and servants who were serving were nowhere to be found.

Su Yanqi walked slowly across the courtyard and came to Ning Ziqing's bedroom. He saw that the carved wooden window was half open and Ning Ziqing was taking a nap on the rosewood desk.

The autumn wind blew through the hall, carrying the fragrance of osmanthus, and the door was blown slightly.

Su Yanqi walked into the room with light footsteps, closed the door, unbuttoned his outer robe, and bent down to put it on Ning Ziqing.

When he stood up, a gust of wind blew his snow-blue hairband across Ning Ziqing's fair cheek.

Su Yanqi reached out to lift the hairband, and when his fingertips brushed Ning Ziqing's trembling eyelashes, Ning Ziqing, who was in her sleep, suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"Your Highness..."

Ning Ziqing murmured vaguely, his cheek unconsciously rubbing against Su Yanqi's hot palm.

Su Yanqi's eyes were dim, and he pulled his hand back abruptly. His wide sleeves fluttered, accidentally knocking the embroidery frame off the table.

Ning Ziqing was awakened by the noise, and when he opened his eyes he saw Su Yanqi's handsome face close to him.

She instinctively shrank back, increasing the distance between them, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Su Yanqi bent down and picked up the embroidery frame on the ground, carefully looking at the men's handkerchief that was almost finished.

On the light green silk handkerchief, one side is embroidered with a black pine tree that is as vigorous as a swimming dragon, and the other side is embroidered with a white orchid that is as elegant as a crescent moon. The stitches are fine and smooth, and the embroidery is exquisite.

"When did you learn to embroider?" Su Yanqi was very curious and stroked the raised silk threads back and forth with his fingertips.

Seeing this, Ning Ziqing hurriedly snatched the embroidery frame from his hands, put it away carefully, with a slightly shy look on her face.

"I embroidered this for the Second Prince. He said he loved the elegant and noble aura of pine and orchid the most."

When mentioning Huo Yunhong, Ning Ziqing's eyes were filled with a tenderness that Su Yanqi had never seen before.

When Su Yanqi heard this, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes. His heart seemed to be immersed in an icy pond in the twelfth lunar month, and the knuckles that were clutching his sleeves turned blue and white.

His Adam's apple rolled and he asked in a difficult voice.

"I wonder who taught Third Sister her embroidery skills? Even the best embroiderers in the palace may not be able to match this kind of exquisite double-sided embroidery."

Ning Ziqing smiled and nonchalantly fiddled with the silver needle on the embroidery frame.

"When I was a child, I was infected with a serious disease and was thrown into a farm by my father and the Song family to live for a long time. There, I met the famous embroiderer Madam Xiang'an of the previous dynasty, who taught me how to embroider. Later, I figured out this double-sided embroidery by myself."

After hearing this, Su Yanqi felt even more upset.

"Have Lord Ning and the others always treated you badly?"

Ning Ziqing was stunned and his eyes turned red unconsciously.

She held back her tears, turned around and urged Su Yanqi to leave.

"Why are you asking so many questions? Get out now. I'm tired and need to rest."

Su Yanqi stood still, his eyes fixed on Ning Ziqing's pale face, with a sour feeling in his eyes.

"Third sister, I..."

He was about to say something when there was a sudden loud bang and thunder outside, covering his voice.

"what!"

Immediately afterwards, Ning Ziqing's terrified scream was heard in the house.

The rumble of thunder made the window paper rustle and the sky suddenly darken.

Ning Ziqing clasped her ears tightly with her ten fingers, closed her eyes tightly, curled up her body and hid under the table, muttering non-stop: "Mother, Qingqing is not afraid, Qingqing has grown up... Qingqing must learn to be strong... Qingqing is not afraid..."

The rain fell in torrents.

Su Yanqi saw Ning Ziqing huddled in the corner in fear, trembling all over, like a butterfly in the wind, helpless and pitiful.

His heart ached, and he quickly squatted down, held her tightly in his arms, and comforted her softly.

"Qingqing, don't be afraid. I'm here. I will protect you for your mother."

……

The person in his arms gradually calmed down, and his hot forehead rested on Su Yanqi's violently heaving chest.

The two hugged each other intimately, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

I don’t know how much time passed.

When the sound of rain outside gradually stopped, Ning Ziqing's eyes became clear again. He pushed Su Yanqi's arms away and staggered to his feet.

She hurriedly tidied her clothes and said, "Seventh Young Master, my master and I have been bothering you in your house for a long time. We don't want to cause you any more trouble. We will leave tomorrow."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to walk out.

Just as she took a step forward, a force pulled her back forcefully.

Su Yanqi's palm clasped her wrist like an iron clamp and pulled her back to him.

Ning Ziqing was stunned for a moment, then angrily tried to pry Su Yanqi's fingers apart.

"let me go!"

Su Yanqi's eyes were fixed on her face, and his grip was getting tighter.

"Su Yanqi, you..."

Ning Ziqing pounded his chest in frustration, but before he could say anything angrily, Su Yanqi suddenly kissed him and sealed his lips.

Ning Ziqing widened his eyes in astonishment, meeting the dark tide surging in his eyes, like the dark clouds that pressed down on the city before the rainstorm just now.

The kiss came quickly and fiercely, filled with long-suppressed desire.

Ning Ziqing felt a buzzing sound in his head, his cheeks burning, and his whole body froze in place.

She whimpered in pain and could clearly hear Su Yanqi's breathing becoming heavier. His hot breath sprayed on her neck, making her heart tremble.

"Well……"

She struggled in vain in Su Yanqi's arms, but she was too weak to escape.

Su Yanqi's kiss was impatient and crazy, and the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time were completely released.

All the etiquette and gentlemanly manners were thrown out of the window by him.

He just wanted to keep the person in front of him, even if he had to use the most despicable means.

Ning Ziqing gradually stopped struggling, and fell limply into his arms, allowing him to take her.

Su Yanqi felt her obedience, opened his eyes slightly, slowed down his movements from deep to shallow, and then gently sucked her slightly swollen lips, as if tasting the most precious honey in the world.

After a long time, he reluctantly stepped back, kissed away the tears from Ning Ziqing's eyes, and leaned his forehead against her eyebrows, begging in a hoarse voice: "Third sister, don't leave."

"Don't go to Huo Yunhong anymore, okay?"

Ning Ziqing looked at him blankly, and in his expectant eyes, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped him in the face.

The crisp "pop" sound was particularly harsh in the silent house.

"Su Yanqi, you are unworthy of being called a gentleman. You actually did something worse than an animal to me."

Ning Ziqing pointed at him with trembling fingers and tears fell down.

"I was so blind that I didn't see through your true hypocrisy sooner!"

The numbing feeling left on his lips made Ning Ziqing feel even more ashamed and angry.

Su Yanqi's head tilted by the slap, and his left cheek felt burning with pain.

When he turned his gaze back, his eyes were full of regret: "I'm sorry, I was bewildered just now and shouldn't have offended you like that."

He stretched out his hand to wipe away Ning Ziqing's tears, but was slapped away.

Su Yanqi suddenly panicked.

"Third sister...I was wrong. I just wanted to keep you. Don't cry..."

"Shut up!" Ning Ziqing interrupted him harshly, the disgust in his eyes cutting into Su Yanqi's heart like a knife.

"Your behavior is not even as good as a finger of the Second Prince!"

These words completely shattered Su Yanqi's last bit of hope.

He stared blankly at Ning Ziqing, whose face was full of hatred. His expression suddenly felt painful, as if a bloody hole had been stabbed in his chest.

It turns out that all that self-righteous warmth was just self-deception.

Ning Ziqing never liked him from beginning to end.

In the end, he was trapped in his own web and could not get the love he wanted.