Quick Wear: Female Supporting Role

This kid clearly wanted to stay with her so that he could avoid practicing martial arts. Mei Nianqing knew what he was thinking and waved her hand, saying, "Godmother wants to sleep for a while, you can go down!"

"Then I'll fan you, godmother." Chen Er picked up the fan beside him and handed Mei Nianqing some tea. "Godmother, have some water."

"Godmother" he brought some snacks.

"Godmother is not hungry." Mei Nianqing propped up her head and looked at the anxious expression of the little guy, she just thought it was cute.

Chen Er saw that there was really no one there, so he pulled Mei Nianqing and said, "Godmother, let's go find Sister Fang, Brother Xiaoda, Brother Huan, Brother Xiaoshui... ok?"

"Your mother asked you to practice at the hour of Mao every day, so why did you finish your morning class today?"

When he heard about practicing martial arts, Chen'er pulled Mei Nianqing's sleeve and cried, saying that his mother was unkind. Usually, she only practiced for two hours, but today she asked him to practice for four hours.

"Not much," but Chen'er is still too young, don't push too much. Mei Nianqing scratched Chen'er's nose and said with a smile, "Go ahead, practice half an hour longer than usual. If your mother blames you, ask her to find me."

"Well," Chen Er held the fan, "I'll go after my godmother falls asleep."

Mei Nianqing smiled and patted his little head, saying lovingly, "Okay."

On the other side, after Mei Nianqing drove the people away, she looked for a pavilion and saw that it was an empty space with no plants planted.

Ning Shujun cast a small spell, and new buds sprouted from the bare ground. Seeing the buds growing continuously, she thought of her residence outside Li Yan Kyoto.

I don't know how it's growing now. It hasn't been taken care of for so long, I'm afraid it's overgrown with weeds and dead.

"Weeds have to be cleared eventually. I feel uncomfortable just looking at them." A royal blue rose grew on the stem of the plant whose growth was accelerated by the spell.

A quarter of an hour later, the flower gradually withered.

At this moment Murong Lian was dealing with things related to Ning Shujun. Unfortunately, Qingluan was always in the space, and only Yihu came out occasionally.

"If you want to know anything, just ask me directly." Ning Shujun stood outside the door, the hesitation in her eyes gone.

Murong Lian stood up and held her hand, asking with concern, "You just woke up, are you feeling unwell?"

Ning Shujun shook her head, "Nothing wrong." Looking at the person in front of her, she reached out and touched Murong Lian's face, "I haven't seen you for a few years. You seem to have lost weight."

Hearing that she cared about him, Murong Lian was overjoyed. He put his arm around her waist and whispered, "My dear, I am sorry."

"How long do you plan to stay?"

Murong Lian asked aggrievedly: "You want to drive me away?"

"No, didn't you say before that you wanted to find something to hold against Liao Han? It's a serious matter, why don't you investigate it?" Ning Shujun said.

He whispered, "You are more important than that."

Ning Shujun raised her lips and asked, "Could it be that you already have a clue?"

"Yes, I found it," he was about to say, but Ning Shujun put her hand on Murong Lian's lips.

"Shh, I'm not interested in this." Ning Shujun took the initiative to hug Murong Lian, brushed across his lips like a dragonfly skimming the water, and then snuggled in his arms.

Who wouldn't be confused when a beautiful woman throws herself into his arms? He picked her up and walked back into the house, gently placing her on the bed. Looking at her shy appearance, he was still in a state of confusion.

After making love, the woman closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep. But to Murong Lian, he still felt like he was in a dream. He gently stroked the woman's sleeping face, and everything seemed real.

The next morning, Ning Shujun was watering a young plant when someone came up behind her.

She put down the shower head, put her hand on her waist, and asked, "Are you awake?"

"Um"

Ning Shujun was amused by his coquettish tone and just let him be.

The two were inseparable, and no one else bothered them, lest they become bored.

She originally wanted to find her master, but seeing how happy her master's family was, June felt a little lost, so she carried her lunch box and went to Baishishan.

"Give"

"Oh." Zhou Yanfei took the food box and was not polite. He picked it up and was about to eat. Liu Yue patted his hand and asked him to wash his hands first.

“Please, it’s clean.”

"By the way, what do you do all day?" When she first came, she saw him playing in the mud in the mountains. Liu Yue wondered if Zhou Yanfei was bored and had nothing to do.

Zhou Yanfei had a smug look on his face: "What do you know? That's called preventing soil erosion so that the trees can grow stronger and attract more small animals."

June listened for a while, but didn't think it was anything special. "What a mess."

"By the way, how come you have time to come to my place?"

Liu Yue held her chin in her hand and fell into deep thought, "My master and his father-in-law are always annoying me, Rong Fang and the others are busy with business, so I am alone."

"I'm busy too," Zhou Yanfei finished his snack in a few bites, "You can find someone else, but if you want to stay here, that's fine, we can talk!"

"Others?" June held the box and thought for a while. A smile appeared on her face. "I got it."

"What's left?"

"Thank you." June patted Zhou Yanfei on the shoulder and jumped away.

After coming back, June stayed in the study, thinking hard for a while, and wrote a letter. Anyway, Uncle Liao said he was very free, so he could come to him if he had anything to do.

"Dear Uncle Liao, dear Uncle Liao, I haven't seen you for a while. What are you doing? Are you also bored like Yueyue..."

At this time, Liao Han was lying steadily on the armchair. He was so happy about receiving a letter from his maid. In the letter, June wrote about trivial things, even the fact that the puppy of the neighboring Wang family gave birth to three puppies and the blacksmith in the blacksmith shop had to forge a thousand pieces of iron every day were all written in the letter. She also said that she could make pastries and hoped to make some for him when she had time.

Tears streamed down Liao Han's face, and he was happy in his heart. The girl had grown up and knew that he was alone in the deep palace, with no one who cared about him.

"Master Imperial Master, here is a memorial impeaching you, which is about your deployment of officers and soldiers..."

"Can't you see I'm busy?" Liao Han said, "Wait a minute, who wants to trouble me?"

"Minister of War Li Ke"

Liao Han waved his hands and said it didn’t matter. No matter how many copies he had, he couldn’t send them to Shen Chengjun.

"There is also something to implicate you," his subordinates were about to report one by one.

"It's so annoying, move them all up here." Just as he finished speaking, a pile of memorials fell from the sky, and Liao Han had to work very hard to climb out.

He never expected that there would be so many people. It seemed that if the situation continued, his life would be in danger.

"Where is Qi Ming?" His voice echoed in the room. Liao Han stood up and straightened his attitude. He picked up a memorial and tried to fold two pages. However, it just spread out like a page of a book. It was very long. He read it through. It was full of insults and was disgusting to read.

Soon, a young general in a white robe and silver armor appeared, "Master Imperial Master"

"You came just in time. Some people are restless. Let's deal with them." Liao Han said, "By the way, how is the imperial mausoleum?"

"All your wishes, but"

"Just do it." Liao Han was completely relieved. He had already found the seasonal earth among the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, so he could still complete the task.

"By the way, tell the brothers to be quiet and not to stay here for long. Don't let those monks discover their identities."

"Yes"

Only then did Liao Han come back to his senses and asked others to look for the letter among a pile of memorials. The little girl had written a letter to him with great difficulty, but she hadn't even finished reading it.

"Quick Find"

"Sir, how do we deal with these memorials?"

"Just treat it as toilet paper." Liao Han took the letter and his mood instantly improved. He thought that the little girl must be bored. Thinking of him, it was not in vain that he loved this great-granddaughter. No, it was June now, and the little girl's birthday was the eighth day of the first lunar month. Liao Han calculated that it would be tomorrow.

"Strange, how could I forget this!"