Remarry 9,000 Years Old

Just now when they were in the bathroom, there was mist everywhere, and Shen Nanqiao was concerned about his injuries, so he didn't even bother to take a closer look.

But it's different now.

His hair, which he had not yet completely dried, was still dripping with water. The water droplets rolled down his collarbone, meandering all the way to his jade-white chest, and finally sinking deeper.

Ning Su raised his eyes calmly and met Shen Nanqiao's eyes. There was a gleam of light in those beautiful peach blossom eyes. Shen Nanqiao felt that the small area under his fingers suddenly became hot.

I heard his helpless sigh.

"How long do you want to watch?"

Shen Nanqiao was no longer as panicked as before. She slowly withdrew her slender white fingers, and there was no trace of embarrassment on her face.

"You didn't put on your clothes properly. You're such a grown-up, but you're still so slow in getting dressed. How can you blame others for looking at you?"

Ning Su wanted to laugh at this series of questions. The little girl was obviously panicked, but she was still trying hard to remain calm.

It was clearly her fault first, but now she is turning the tables and trying to use this as an opportunity to improve her luck.

Ning Su resisted the urge to expose her and pulled the side of his clothes tighter.

Shen Nanqiao sighed for no reason in her heart, feeling it was a pity. She turned her head away and deliberately looked out the window, trying to hide the regret at this moment.

The night was falling outside and the cold wind was blowing, which made the warmth inside the house seem even cozier. My already burning face felt even hotter.

"Did you just say that the Ninth Prince is suspected of treason?"

Forcing herself to regain her sanity, she deliberately turned the topic back to what they had just discussed.

“It’s not doubt, it’s certainty.”

Ning Su placed the secret report on the candle flame, watched the ink words being burned out bit by bit, then he clapped his hands and set his gaze on Shen Nanqiao's fair little face.

Shen Nanqiao couldn't help but frown.

In the previous life, there was no news of the Ninth Prince's rebellion, but the Tartars did send people to the palace for pilgrimage at this time, and a banquet was held to entertain the families of officials of all ranks. Shen Jingyi also hosted the banquet with the Queen.

And I was also among the invited guests.

Nothing thrilling happened during the banquet, but the Tartar envoy brought a princess with him for marriage, and there were many provocations during the banquet. The noble ladies of both sides even exchanged various skills for this purpose.

Thinking of this, she suddenly stood up from her chair, which scared Ning Su.

"Let him betray the country, there's no need for you to panic like this, right?"

Shen Nanqiao turned back hurriedly.

"That's not the case. I just suddenly remembered that in that prophetic dream, the banquet to welcome the envoy was organized by Shen Jingyi!"

Yes, why didn't she think of it? If Shen Jingyi had colluded with the Ninth Princess in her previous life, then she could have used this banquet to manipulate things.

No wonder after the young prince ascended the throne, he had constant contacts with the Tartars, and provided them with a steady supply of food, cloth, and war horses. In all likelihood, the seeds were sown from this banquet for foreign officials.

Because the little prince married Lin Jingshu in his previous life, he still did not become the candidate that the empress dowager wanted to win over.

So if the Queen Mother was secretly plotting, on the one hand, she would keep the harem stable without making a sound, and on the other hand, she would collude with the Ninth Prince and his wife...

So after Ning Su was killed, the next person to die would be the prince!

It’s just that she didn’t survive to that time in her previous life, so she has no way of knowing the final outcome, but judging from the current circumstances, it should be pretty close.

After all, without Ning Su, the prince would definitely lose and there is no way he could be a match for the Queen Mother and her party.

Ning straightened his expression and looked around vigilantly. After making sure that there was no one else outside, he lowered his voice and spoke.

"Shen Jingyi? How can she be qualified?"

Shen Nanqiao naturally couldn't tell him in detail about his past life, so he summarized it briefly.

"The Queen Mother and the Ninth Princess have been treating her with great respect lately, and she used to be very clever when she was in the Shen family, so organizing banquets is not a difficult task for her. Didn't I also organize a banquet with the Queen last time?"

Ning Su snorted coldly.

"How does she compare to you?"

Shen Nanqiao concealed the sweetness in his heart and spoke in a serious tone.

"It really can't."

The couple looked at each other and there was an unspeakable tacit understanding between them.

Ning Su was the first to look away and forced himself into the topic.

"With her current status, she is definitely not qualified to be accepted by the upper class."

Even if Ning Ziyu married her as his co-wife, without the title of Crown Prince's Wife, she would not even be eligible to attend the palace banquet.

Shen Nanqiao raised his eyes and smiled.

"The title of Crown Prince was taken away by the Queen Mother, and returning it is just a matter of words. The most important thing is that even if she can't do it herself, she can still give advice to the Ninth Princess."

The status of the Ninth Princess is sufficient. In addition, the Queen presided over the previous meeting. If the Queen Mother grants the Ninth Princess this favor this time, even Emperor Ming will not be able to say anything.

After all, the harem is still ruled by the empress dowager at this time.

Ning Su raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. Since the pink ball had said that, he must have some thoughts.

"What's your plan?"

Shen Nanqiao briefly recalled the content of the discussion in his previous life and smiled with confidence.

"There is no solution. We will just have to go to the feast when the time comes."

Ning Su was silent.

Fentuanzi is not the type of person who likes to keep people in suspense. She refused to say anything. Either she was not ready yet, or she was so well prepared that she didn't need his intervention.

Thinking of this, he nodded slightly.

"Can I help you with anything?"

Shen Nanqiao hesitated for a moment.

"I'll have to trouble you to borrow someone."

Ning Su held his temple with his hand. Although he had to work hard these days, it would not be a bad idea for him to take some time to help Fentuanzi.

Just as he was about to say that he was available at any time, he heard Shen Nanqiao speak.

"You have to lend me Liuyun for two days."

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Ning Su: I've taken off my pants, and you're telling me this?