Remarry 9,000 Years Old

Shen Nanqiao had no idea how he was brought back to Songchangxuan.

Her mind was full of another thing: It was the same bridal chamber, what should she do if she faced the same situation when she returned?

Shen Nanqiao was genuinely worried.

It doesn't matter to her, but Ning Su must mind.

It is said that the more a person lacks something, the more he wants it. What if they also ask her to get lost? How should she explain it to them?

"What are you thinking about?"

Shen Nanqiao was startled and blurted out subconsciously.

"Why don't you go somewhere else?"

When I finally reacted, I felt my cheeks burning hot, as if they were about to burn through.

Her eyes were in a panic, not knowing where to look.

But Ning Su seemed not to have heard it clearly and repeated it again.

"What else to do?"

"Iron ring!" Shen Nanqiao said before he finished speaking, "When I was a child, I always envied the servants' children who could roll iron rings, so I learned it myself."

Ning Su heard it clearly now. He turned to look at her with a half-smile in his eyes.

"The Shen family is indeed a noble family, and their family tradition is profound."

Shen Nanqiao simply gave up.

"Yes, I can teach you anything you want to learn, from playing cuju to flying shuttlecocks and kites."

There was an obvious smile in Ning Su's tone.

"I will definitely ask for your advice when I have the chance."

Shen Nanqiao felt that he had lost all his face in this one night.

When he returned to Songchangxuan and saw that everything was as quiet as before, Shen Nanqiao breathed a sigh of relief.

I am such a fool!

Ning Su was in a high position of power and of seniority, so his nephews and nieces did not dare to disturb the bridal chamber.

Fortunately, otherwise I can’t imagine how she would face people with a face that looks like a monkey’s butt.

However, after entering the house, the embarrassing memory from before came flooding back, and Shen Nanqiao immediately remembered what he had said about him being incapable.

Just as I was thinking about how to think of a way to explain it, I heard Ning Su speak first.

"Are you feeling better?"

"what?"

She looked up in surprise, and realized that Ning Su was talking about Shen Jingyi's matter, and her heart warmed slightly.

It turns out there really is such a person who takes your likes and dislikes to heart.

"I'm not unhappy in the first place." Shen Nanqiao paused, then met Ning Su's gaze, "As long as you don't chase me away."

She still remembered what Ning Su said just before she left, that he could let her go at any time.

Ning Su did not comment.

"What are your plans for the future?" He spoke slowly, his voice like water drops falling on the bluestone slabs under the eaves, each word distinct and with a hint of chilliness, "You are already his great-aunt."

Shen Nanqiao was dumbfounded by the question, and then he realized belatedly that he had accepted the marriage.

A smile quickly crept up to the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, and her whole pretty face lit up.

"You're not going to chase me away?"

I don’t know whether this excitement was because she had become a great-aunt of a higher generation or because of the marriage itself.

"I gave you a chance, but you refused to leave." Ning Su seemed to be unusually patient today. "Once you're on this ship, it's not so easy to get off. I'll ask you again, have you thought it through?"

This hit Shen Nanqiao's heart.

"I don't need to think about it!" She said confidently, "Since I'm married, I will be yours in life and in death I will be a dead person in your family."

In his previous life, he was willing to die for her, but only did she realize how rare such purity was until her death.

If she had to do it again, she would never leave before him.

Ning Su felt that the little girl was very naive and did not understand the weight behind this sentence at all, so he avoided the main point.

"I will help you deal with Ning Ziyu's matter."

Since you married him, he has the responsibility to take care of these things. This is the responsibility of a husband.

Shen Nanqiao's eyes lit up. As long as Ning Su was willing to keep him, he didn't have to worry about other trivial matters.

"Why bother you with such a small matter? I can handle it myself."

The harem is a woman's world. There's no reason to let Ning Su get involved. He has his own battlefield.

Just as the couple was making their own plans, the old lady sent a nanny to deliver the wedding quilt and asked Shen Nanqiao whether to put it in the bedroom or the study.

On the wedding night, it should have been placed in the bedroom, but the nanny suggested the study.

Once Ning Su stayed overnight in the study, within the next day, the entire Pingyuan Marquis Mansion would know that the bride had been neglected.

It's fine for him, but Shen Nanqiao will probably have a hard time living in the future.

He watched coldly, wanting to see how the girl would handle it.

"Of course, put it on the bed." Shen Nanqiao took the wedding quilt and placed it in place personally. "It doesn't make sense for a newlywed couple to sleep in separate rooms."

The nanny who delivered the wedding quilt was stunned for a moment. She had not expected that the Seventh Madam would be so graceful and generous.

The old lady was still worried that she would be embarrassed, but now it seems that this worry was unnecessary.

Shen Nanqiao tactfully gave the reward in a high-quality envelope, sent the person away, and then returned.

Seeing that Ning Su was looking at her without any hesitation, his eyes were like clear springs in the mountains, with ripples and sparkling light.

He was indeed extremely handsome, but his beauty was so excessive that it gave people a sense of suffocation for no reason.

The suffocating feeling was so pervasive that even Shen Nanqiao, who had long since accepted the reality, couldn't help but sigh: It's really a pity that Ning Su became a eunuch.

"I didn't ask for leave from the Saint for my wedding, so I still have to report for duty tomorrow, but I will be back before the tea ceremony." Ning Su hadn't given such detailed instructions to someone in a long time. "Ning Ziyu, if you find it difficult, don't be polite."

Shen Nanqiao felt a warm current in his heart.

Although this marriage was not his original intention, he still protected her as if she were his own.

"I won't be polite. My husband will support me in everything."

The little girl was very delicate, and when the word "husband" came out of her mouth, there was a bit of unconscious coquettishness.

Ning Su felt a little strange.

He took charge of the East Factory before he was even twenty and held the power of life and death.

Others only feared him, awed him, and begged him, but this was the first time she had ever acted like a spoiled child.

But the little girl seemed unsatisfied. Calling him husband was not enough and she wanted to press further.

"Let's go to bed."