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Xu Ning ate the sour plum duck as he wished, and also received a letter from the capital.

In the letter, Jiang Yan said that he would come to Haicheng soon and wanted to have a meal with her alone then.

After reading the letter, Xu Ning bit his hand, then lay down and started to stare blankly.

"Ningning, what are you thinking about?" The weather was getting hot, and during lunch break everyone would basically stay on the first floor to have lunch.

Xu Ning was lying on a reclining chair in the shade of the yard. Xu Yuan, Old Mrs. Xu, and Old Man Xu took a walk for a while to help digest their food, then came and sat down next to Xu Ning.

Xu An had already returned to the laboratory on the second floor, and was now drowsy.

When Xu Yuan came back and saw Xu Ning biting his hand with his eyes wide open, looking conflicted, he couldn't help but become curious.

"Aunt Yuan, I don't really want to get married, but I have to face this and complete it. What do you think I should do?"

Xu Ning put down his hand that was already covered with teeth marks, frowned, and turned to look at Xu Yuan: "Aunt Yuan, I'm a little nervous."

Xu Yuan reached out and touched her head, "Will it affect you if I don't do it?"

Xu Ning was a little surprised that Xu Yuan saw through him, but then he nodded. Without getting married and having children, the mission could not be completed.

In fact, Xu Ning couldn't figure out what she was avoiding or what she cared about. In the final analysis, it was just a mission.

But she has been immersed in the role, and sometimes she even forgets that she actually has a home in another time and space, and that is her real home.

Because Xu Ning couldn't figure it out, he avoided it for so many years.

"Then do as you think in your heart." Xu Yuan said to Xu Ning gently.

"But I have been following my thoughts all these years..." But in the end I still didn't figure it out.

"Since it's been so many years, there's no need to rush. If you're really unhappy, then it's okay to give up. If it's because of the person, then find someone else. If it's because of the matter itself, then let it go..."

"Aunt Yuan!" Xu Ning interrupted her in surprise, "I understand. I'll tell you later. Let me think about it first!"

"Bao, do I have to marry and have children with Jiang Shaoheng?" Xu Ning immediately asked Baoxiang.

Baibaoxiang once said that Jiang Yan was her target of conquest, but she didn't say that he was also her target of marriage.

"Hello, player, what are you thinking about? Do you want to marry someone other than Jiang Yan? Is there anyone more suitable than him? Or, is there anyone who is more tolerant of you than him?" The mechanical and electronic voice of the treasure box stopped Xu Ning.

Yeah, what is she thinking?

Xu Ning was upset again. In fact, her real idea was not to get married. What was good about getting married?

However, there is indeed a difference in who you marry. The difference between marrying Jiang Yan and marrying anyone else is definitely huge.

After being reminded by the treasure chest, Xu Ning actually knew that in the Daqing Dynasty, apart from the Xu family, the person who was most tolerant of her was Jiang Yan.

Moreover, even his fellow villager, the Minister of Agriculture, was not as tolerant of her as he was. Of course, deep in Xu Ning's heart, he actually believed in Jiang Yan more.

After figuring this out, Xu Ning felt a little more relaxed both physically and mentally. She stared at the clouds floating in the sky with wide eyes, thinking: She was somewhat ungrateful just now.

"Thank you, Bao." If it hadn't reminded her, she might have been stuck in a rut.

"Aunt Yuan, you can actually give it a try first before considering it...right?"

"Why not?"

"indeed."

Xu Ning thought it through and wrote a letter back to Jiang Yan, indicating that she agreed to the date.

When Jiang Yan received the letter, he was already on his way to Haicheng.

Because of the wind direction, traveling by water was not as fast as traveling by land, so Jiang Yan chose to travel by land, and thus happened to meet the messenger.

As Messenger No. 1 received more and more business in Daqing Dynasty, he became more anthropomorphic.

After Jiang Yan received the letter, he didn't doubt anything except that he thought Messenger No. 1 was a little strange.

Especially when he saw that Xu Ning agreed to meet him alone, his joy overshadowed everything else.

"Jiang Liu, go faster." Jiang Yan urged him rarely. The secret guard called Jiang Liu was a little uncomfortable at first, but he immediately felt excited after hearing this.

He swung the whip so hard that it left an afterimage. The horse neighed loudly, raised its front hooves and started running wildly.

Jiang Yan, who was sitting in the carriage, was caught off guard and was thrown directly onto the cushion.

Jiang Yan: He suddenly missed Jiang Yi and Jiang Er...

Jiang Liu knew he had made a mistake when he heard the sound, but the horse was hurt by the beating and took a long time to slow down. At this time, both he and Jiang Yan in the carriage were knocked to the ground with their hair in disarray.

When it was time to rest at night, Jiang Liu lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

Jiang Yan felt mixed emotions for a moment, but still did not punish him. After all, he still had to drive the car for the rest of the journey.

Alas, in the final analysis, he was too short of manpower. Every time an order was given, someone had to be there to guard it. Most of his secret guards had changed their positions and were placed in various positions.

The reason why Jiang Liu was assigned to protect Jiang Yan was because he was unreliable in doing other things, but his martial arts skills were good enough to protect people.

Jiang Liu waited for a long time, and was delighted to find that Jiang Yan did not punish him. He did not dare to show it on his face, but he put too much salt in the cooking, which betrayed the fact that he was so happy that his hands were shaking.

Jiang Yan finished his dinner with mixed feelings. He thought that when they arrived in Haicheng, he would let Jiang Liu follow Qi Canglan and he would just find someone else.

Qi Canglan was happily calculating his recent accounts. Seeing that the revenue had increased again, he hummed a little tune with joy.

Suddenly, his nose felt itchy and he sneezed, blowing away all the unpressed papers.

"Who is it? Why are you still awake at night thinking about me? Could it be... some pretty young lady? Hehe, done, let's go have a drink with Qi Songbo!"

Qi Songbo has become the provincial governor in Haicheng, which makes him closer to the Happy Valley industry. He can arrive there in a few minutes by carriage.

Qi Songbo was still staying up late to handle official business when suddenly two jars of wine were thrown in front of his desk.

"Brother, take a break, let's drink first!"

Qi Songbo knew it was Qi Canglan without even raising his eyes. He reached out and moved the wine aside, "You are interfering with my official duties."

"No, this job is endless. We are good brothers. Let's finish our drink and then continue. How about that?"

"Not so good? I'm not like you." Qi Songbo didn't give Qi Canglan any face at all.

"Oh, you are different. You only have your Jiaojiao in your heart. As for me, my sincerity is in vain." Qi Canglan complained sarcastically, picked up a jar of wine and started drinking.

Qi Songbo was distracted by the rich aroma of wine. He paused, put down his pen, and sighed: "Can't you find a favorite young lady to chat and write letters to?"

"I can't find one. You are my only friend. Oh, not really. Xu Ning's family counts, but I don't have the guts to write to her and chat with her, right?!" If he dared, his master would probably skin him alive.

Qi Songbo paused as he opened the wine bottle. He thought about the consequences of what Qi Canglan would do and felt that Qi Canglan would be in trouble.

"Okay, I'll drink with you." Qi Songbo almost said, there's nothing I can do to you.