Quick Wear: The Cold Beauty's Sickly Husband is Super Clingy

Time flies, and half a month passed in a hurry.

Accompanied by Ning Zihua and Ning Lanyin, mother and daughter, Ning Zishu set off slowly in a carriage towards the capital of Wei State.

Two strong guards led the way in front, and the rest of the guards followed behind to escort the convoy.

Ning Zihua, who couldn't sit still in the carriage, rode the horse in front, leaving Ning Zishu and Ning Lanyin, mother and daughter, in the carriage, and returned to Gaoling City at a leisurely pace.

Ning Zishu leaned on the soft pillow prepared by the maid, reading books with interest to pass the time.

Fortunately, he took a long time to recuperate before starting the return journey, otherwise, given his injuries, he would not be able to withstand the fatigue of the journey and might even suffer worse injuries.

The court doctor that Ning Zihua brought from the Earl of Cheng'an's mansion also followed the convoy closely, and took Ning Zishu's pulse every day to make sure that he was fine.

Their trip is not about rushing but about being steady.

The most important thing is to return to Gaoling City safely.

Ning Lanyin looked at her daughter tenderly, a smile on her fair and beautiful face.

The young girl was smiling as she munched on the cakes prepared by the maid. Her eyes were particularly bright and her little hands were tightly grasping the young man's sleeves.

"Uncle, what book are you reading?"

Ning Zishu slowly raised his eyes and looked at his six-year-old niece with a gentle smile.

"Yunyun, do you want to hear it? Can I tell you?"

Song Yun looked at her uncle who looked like a banished immortal, and her little head nodded involuntarily.

Ning Lanyin smiled secretly in her heart when she saw this.

Her daughter is still young and has never experienced the hardship of being chased and taught by her brother.

Anyway, she has been afraid of her brother studying since she was young.

Ning Zishu smiled sweetly, handed the book in his hand to the little girl and taught her to read seriously. His every move revealed the elegance of a scholar.

"The husband of etiquette is to humble oneself and respect others."

"This sentence means that the essence of etiquette lies in being humble to oneself and respectful to others."

Song Yun blinked her big eyes and looked at the young man, her fair and tender face tinged with a little confusion, and the hand that was clutching Ning Zishu's sleeve loosened some of its strength.

Hmm? Why is my uncle more terrible when he studies than my father who is focused on work?

Ning Zishu said in a gentle voice: "Even peddlers must be respected, let alone the rich and noble?"

"Yunyun, what this sentence means is that even among the peddlers, there must be people who deserve respect, let alone the rich and powerful?"

Song Yun slowly let go of Ning Zishu's sleeve. The sweet and soft pastry no longer tasted good.

She pouted and looked at Ning Lanyin for help, but Ning Lanyin spread her hands helplessly, indicating that she was responsible for what she said.

Ning Lanyin: I don’t want to be lectured by my brother. Whoever causes trouble should bear the consequences.

"If one is rich and knows good etiquette, he will not be arrogant or licentious..." Ning Zishu continued to explain the Book of Etiquette in his hand to Song Yun, successfully making the confusion in the little girl's eyes even more intense.

Song Yun quickly hugged Ning Zishu's arm and quietly took the book from his hand.

"Uncle, Yunyun wants to hear your story."

Ning Zishu smiled helplessly, "Okay, uncle will tell Yunyun a story."

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his smile was faint, like a silent orchid blooming in the valley.

The curtain of the carriage beside him was blown up by the autumn wind, inadvertently revealing the handsome face with a smile, which made the guards behind him couldn't help but sigh at his good looks.

Lord Ning is indeed a talented and handsome scholar.

I heard that Lord Ning was the most handsome student of that year, and was more popular than the top two candidates in the imperial examination when he was paraded through the streets on horseback.

Not only was he a son of an aristocratic family from the Earl's Mansion, he was also a talented third place winner in the imperial examination. During his three years in office, he was also a well-loved official by the local people.

Such an outstanding man, unfortunately he met the wrong person. How could he be favored by the Grand Tutor?

It’s not that the Taifu is a bad person, but Xiahou Yi has accumulated such a bad reputation as an official over the years that most people are afraid of him.

Lord Ning, who is so elegant and refined, has fallen into the hands of the Grand Tutor, and no one knows whether he can escape unscathed. I am afraid that the Grand Tutor will ruin Lord Ning's future.

Ning Zishu, who was being worried about by the guards, suddenly stopped telling a story to his niece, and cautiously lifted the left curtain of the car and looked around.

"Something's wrong, there's an ambush around here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a large number of black-clad assassins suddenly swarmed around him.

Ning Lanyin raised her hands and hugged Song Yun to protect her, staring at her brother anxiously.

"Brother, should we fight now or retreat?"

Ning Zishu took the sword placed in the corner of the carriage, and his handsome eyes were filled with coldness.

"They are coming in a menacing manner, I'm afraid they are not bandits."

System 8023, which detected the number of assassins, said: [They came from Xiangyuan City, a total of people, each of them is a skilled fighter picked from a hundred.]

It quickly bought an enhanced protective shield, put it on Ning Zishu first, and then began to put it on Ning Lanyin and her daughter who were powerless.

——It is imperative to save Ning Lanyin’s life and ensure that the male protagonist can be born safely.

Ning Zishu frowned, "The Prince of Yudong was defeated?"

System 8023: [Not yet, but soon.]

[The Wei army has been besieging Xiangyuan City for more than half a month, and is only one step away from breaking into the city. However, the Prince of Yudong, who covets the throne, is still resisting stubbornly and has refused to admit defeat until now! ]

It glanced at its host and continued: [When the King of Yudong learned that Xiahou Yi had a lover, he wanted to capture you and use you as a bargaining chip. He even wanted to use you to turn Xiahou Yi against him.]

Ning Zishu: "Daydreaming, wild imagination!"

So what if he has three hundred elite soldiers? We will continue to fight. No one can take him as a prisoner.

When he first entered this world, he was still able to kill nearly a thousand rebels despite his severe physical injuries. Now, there are only three hundred rebels left, so there is no way he can just sit there and wait to die.

System 8023: [Host, be careful. ]

"Yeah." Ning Zishu left Ning Lanyin and her daughter in the carriage and asked the system to guard them, while he followed the guards to kill the enemy.

"Protect the Fourth Young Master and the carriage!"

Ning Zihua fell off the horse and pulled out the dagger from his boot with trembling legs, his eyes fixed on his brother who was leading the guards to protect them.

"Why do these dirty bastards always pick on us and attack us so harshly?"

"My third brother is a scholar. Forcing scholars to fight is simply insane and immoral. Sooner or later, you will suffer retribution."

System 8023 once again slipped out of the system space in stealth, cautiously scanning the surroundings to prevent any accidents, and threw a protective shield to Ning Zihua.

[Tsk, he is indeed a chatterbox. He can't stop talking even when surrounded by the rebels.]

Ning Lanyin hugged her daughter and hid in the carriage, trying not to cause trouble for the guards outside.

System 8023 was jumping around in worry, looking at Ning Zihua for a while, then at Ning Lanyin and her daughter, and kept itself busy.

[Alas, the male protagonist is so unlucky. ]

First, Quyang County was besieged by rebels, and then on the way back, they encountered an enemy ambush.

It was so anxious that it wanted to send Ning Lanyin back to the Song Mansion, and then urge Ning Lanyin and Song Yinfeng to have a baby, and give birth to the male protagonist as soon as possible.

Ning Lanyin, wearing a blue dress, hugged Song Yun tightly, protecting her daughter with her body, and huddled in the corner of the carriage without attracting attention.

"Don't be afraid, Yunyun. Everything will be fine."

"Mother, my uncle is still injured. If he draws his sword again to protect us, will he be seriously injured like he was in Quyang County?"

Ning Lanyin, who didn't know how to respond to her daughter, hugged Song Yun sadly and shed tears silently, her inner worries constantly surging like a spring.

——All gods and Buddhas, please show your magical powers and protect my third brother from harm!