I'll tell you the secret and let's laugh together!

Ning Yuanze, dressed in a black brocade robe, walked side by side with Xiong's youngest son Zheng Qian.

"Brother Ning, my eldest brother is out on business and will probably be back in a few days. Are you here today to discuss something important with him?"

"It's nothing serious. My sister came to visit the Marquis's residence today at the invitation of my aunt. I happened to have some free time, so I came to pick her up."

"It's not right that you haven't returned home so late. I'll take Brother Ning to take a look at my mother's yard." Zheng Xian put one hand on his waist and took Ning Yuanze to Xiong's yard.

"Brother Ning, look at the clothes I'm wearing today. I really like this color."

Ning Yuanze was speechless as he looked at Zheng Qian's clothes full of patches, which looked like beggar's clothes.

But one has to say something against one's will for the sake of social connections.

"its not bad, right."

"Haha, my mother complained that my clothes are ugly. It seems that Brother Ning has good taste." Zheng Xian laughed loudly. His body trembled slightly and the patches on his clothes also shook, which dazzled Ning Yuanze.

Ning Yuanze:......

Just be happy

The two found that the gate of Xiong's courtyard was closed, and several servants who came with Xiong's family as a dowry were guarding the door. Naturally, they would not stop Zheng Qian and the others. After they entered, they quickly closed the door.

Ning Yuanze's eyelids twitched and he had a bad feeling. He wondered if his sister had done something to make his heart beat faster again. He couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Zheng Qian had to jog to keep up with him. Noticing Ning Yuanze's anxious look, he comforted him, "Don't worry, my mother will definitely take good care of your sister."

Ning Yuanze looked at him deeply, shook his head, and his eyelids drooped slightly to hide the worry in his eyes, "No, you have no idea of ​​my sister's destructive power."

"Haha, Brother Ning is really good at joking. Miss Ning is just a lively and cheerful girl. My mother is watching over her, so nothing will go wrong."

Zheng Xian's teasing stopped abruptly. His hand with the jade ring was shaking. He pointed at the person jumping up and down in the yard to catch a parrot, with an incredible look on his face: "Brother Ning, can you help me see if the person standing on the stool to catch a parrot is my mother?"

There was a scene of chaos in the yard. Ning Zhiyi stood on the table and gave orders. Sometimes he ordered Xiong to jump onto a stool to catch the idiot, and sometimes he asked the second prince's wife to hold a bowl of mushrooms and wait for the idiot to fall into his trap.

Without waiting for Ning Yuanze to reply, Zheng Qian had already rushed over. Passing by the Second Prince's wife, he heard her mutter, "I am a mushroom. I am a big mushroom."

The little idiot hid his small body behind the beam, his dark eyes full of fear. It would be bad enough to just catch the birds, but they also wanted to remove their feathers and eat their meat. These people were too scary.

"Catch them now! Why did you two stop? Don't stop, keep playing, keep dancing!"

Ning Zhiyi stood on the table with his hands on his hips, looking arrogant.

"Ning Zhiyi!" Ning Yuanze shouted with all his might.

"No, there's hostility."

After hearing his elder brother's voice, Ning Zhiyi didn't bother looking for the idiot anymore, and just crawled under the table with his hands covering his head.

Ning Yuanze quickly stepped forward, grabbed her collar, and carried her away. Ning Zhiyi refused to cooperate, waving her hands to show that she was unwilling to leave, and shouted, "Catch the bird, catch the bird, remove the feathers and eat the meat!"

"Brother Zheng, thank you for bothering me today. We will take our leave first."

"Okay, Brother Ning, take care." Zheng Qian had just witnessed how terrifying Ning Zhiyi was. He could even lead his mother into a ditch. It was really scary.

He wanted to send Ning Zhiyi away quickly, but Ning Zhiyi didn't want to let him go. She grabbed his sleeve, pointed at him and shouted:

"The colored watercolor pen has become a spirit. I want to take it away."

"Brother Ning?" Zheng Xian's face was filled with fear, and he thought he was being scammed.

Ning Yuanze frowned and looked at Zheng Xian's clothes full of patches. Each patch was sewn with luxurious cloth of a different color. At first glance, it really looked like Ning Zhiyi's paintbrush.

Although Ning Zhiyi had only used that paintbrush a few times, the color of the brush overlapped a lot with the color of the patches on Zheng Qian's clothes.

"He is a human being, not your watercolor pen. Let go and let's go back home."

Under the pressure of his elder brother's authority, Ning Zhiyi let go obediently, but his eyes were still fixed on Zheng Xian.

He muttered quietly, "No, I just want my watercolor pen and bird!"

The Ning Mansion's carriage left, and the Second Prince came in person to pick up the Second Prince's wife.

The servants in Xiong's courtyard began to clean up the battlefield. A maid suddenly screamed, and the fool and the young master were gone!

The carriage stopped in front of the Ning Mansion. After Ning Yuanze got off the carriage, he stared at the man and the bird at the gate with a gloomy expression.

The idiot's bird head was buried in Zheng Xian's hair, and his butt left outside kept shaking, while Zheng Xian was lying on the ground unconscious. Without thinking, one could tell at a glance what Ning Zhiyi's "guards" had done.

......

"You mean you were abducted by my people?"

"That's right, it's like your guy doesn't understand what we say. No matter how I explain, I'm not your watercolor pen, he won't listen!" Zheng Xian was still frightened when he thought of what happened last night.

"Ahem," Ning Zhiyi wanted to say that what you are wearing is like a watercolor pen. She is not the kind of person who loses memory after drinking. She still has some memory of what happened last night. She feels guilty and simply changes the subject, "What's your name, nephew?"

Zheng Xuan didn't listen to her carefully and replied directly: "My name is Zheng Xuan."

"Making money? What a great name!"

"Of course, my name has a great meaning!" Zheng Xian said happily.

The word "悭" implies quick thinking and strong judgment.

"The person who named you is so talented. You can tell at a glance that she is a very idealistic person. You two will definitely become rich."

Zheng Qian: Ah?

"You idiot, his name is Zheng Qian and he's not here to make money." Ning Yuanzhi led two people in.

"Look at how you talk! Whatever my sister says is right." Du Shaofeng was wearing a dark blue brocade suit. The young man laughed freely, and he looked quite good.

"Brother Du is indeed appreciative, unlike some people who only know how to criticize me."

"Haha, sister, look who's coming?" Du Shaofeng didn't get angry after receiving a roll of the eyes from Ning Yuanzhi. He laughed and gave way to Zheng Wangyan behind him.

Zheng Wangyan was wearing a brocade robe with ruyi patterns embroidered with gold thread, and a jade pendant from the princess's mansion hung around his waist. He looked very noble.

The boy has a cold appearance, and gives people a very strong sense of coldness when he is not smiling, like a fairy on the moon, bright and independent. Especially his eyes are like a deep pool, making it impossible to see what he is thinking.

Zheng Wangyan nodded to Zheng Qian as a greeting, and saluted Ning Zhiyi solemnly. He would perform very solemn etiquette every time he saw Ning Zhiyi.

"Meet Miss Ning."