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Ning Chen stopped suddenly and looked at Qiu Wenshu with red eyes.

Qiu Wenshu said: "I'm not coming back to repay my kindness. I think you're alive, do you understand?"

Ning Chen turned his head to look elsewhere, blinking away the moisture in his eyes, he looked around, his eyes were glaring with blood, he stayed here, life and death were only a moment, he dragged Qiu Wenshu to the dry well, and ordered anxiously: " Hide in!"

Qiu Wenshu said: "I can protect myself, you don't have to take care of me."

Embarrassment flashed across Ning Chen's face, and he shouted, "Didn't you hear King Qi's words!"

Qiu Wenshu quickly said: "I heard it, I know it, three years ago—"

"I like you so much, if someone puts a knife on your neck and forces me to kill myself, do you think I will do it?!"

Qiu Wenshu looked at Ning Chen blankly.

"I can't get in!"

Qiu Wenshu crawled into the dry well silently, while Ning Chen outside the well hurriedly found something to cover him.

Ning Chen seemed anxious and uncomfortable, and he did a lot of cover-ups. When he taught him how to protect himself, his tone was very urgent. Qiu Wenshu wrote them down one by one. When Ning Chen was about to leave, he stood in the well and looked up at Ning Chen. , Seriously said: "As long as you are alive, if you have asked me before, I will seriously think about it, and I will answer you all."

Ning Chen lowered his eyes to hide his emotions, turned around and strode away, and quickly disappeared in front of Qiu Wenshu.

Qiu Wenshu sat alone in the well, before the person in charge came to pick him up, he felt a little relieved.

This day passed extremely long. Qiu Wenshu sat in the dry well, waiting from day to night, and from night to sunrise.

In the end, Qiu Wenshu waited for Mengguan, and he hurriedly asked, "Where is Ning Chen?"

Meng Guan said with a stern face: "Bold! Don't call King Chen by his name directly."

If Ning Chen had something to do, how could Meng Guan care about his rudeness.

With such a sentence, Qiu Wenshu knew that Ning Chen was fine, and he apologized politely.

After leaving the dry well, Qiu Wenshu went back to the medical clinic under the guidance of the steward.

On the way, the steward Yin told Qiu Wenshu about yesterday's battle in a low voice. At the end, he said with fear and admiration, "King Chen's gamble not only changed the emperor for Sanmiao, but also brought us 30 years of peace on the border."

After being frightened for a whole day, Qiu Wenshu nodded slightly, thinking that it was best for Ning Chen to be safe.

Not long after, the hospital has arrived.

Qiu Wenshu returned to his room to freshen up. After he calmed down, he hurriedly wrote a letter to his brother.

But one day, San Miao's world has changed.

Ning Chen's victory also means that Prince Rui's power has greatly increased, and the battle for the throne of Daning is raging, all of which must be reported to brother immediately.

After Qiu Wenshu finished his work, he felt that Ning Chen must be busier than him. He didn't dare to disturb Ning Chen, and he wanted to wait for Ning Chen to be free before talking about the things between the two of them.

Waiting until the day when Ning Chen returned to the territory with the agreement book.

To celebrate this event, Prince Chen's Mansion prepared a dinner.

Perhaps Qiu Wenshu also helped that night, and Prince Chen's Mansion sent a post to Qiu Wenshu.

In order to see Ning Chen earlier, Qiu Wenshu went there early, but...

"Young Master Qiu, the prince won't see you for the time being." Meng Guan said apologetically.

After hearing this, Qiu Wenshu turned his head to look at the figure looming through the north carved window, and said, "It's okay, see you later, it's the same."

That's what he said, but Qiu Wenshu still refused to leave: "How's his injury?"

Meng Guan said: "There is no serious problem."

Only then did Qiu Wenshu feel relieved, and Meng Guan went to answer Ning Chen.

Today is the day of Daqing. Ning Chen wears a nine-slit leather hat and a crimson gauze red robe. He is handsome and handsome, just like a god.

When Meng Guan entered the door, he was reading a book while sitting on the huanghuali drunkard chair, but his gaze fell furtively. The light and shadow slanted down, and the scar on the tip of his left eyebrow was clearly visible. Meng Guan repeatedly said , he came back to his senses and responded with a "hmm".

Meng Guan couldn't help asking: "My lord, what is your rivalry with Mr. Qiu?"

The handsome face under the bead-embedded leather bezel was serious, and his slender fingers flipped the pages of the book heavily: "What's the matter? I don't want to see him."

Meng Guanguan muttered to himself, obviously waiting for Qiu Wenshu to come to the door every day, but now that Qiu Wenshu really came, you are so fierce that you don't want to see him.

"What are you standing there thinking?"

"Subordinate... This subordinate wants to ask, when are you going to reply to Prince Rui's letter from home?"

A trace of gloom flashed across Ning Chen's face, and he said: "The emperor's brother and sister-in-law intend to bring up this king's marriage again."

Meng Guan's eyes brightened, now that he has achieved success and fame, it's time to bring up the marriage again.

"My king doesn't want to reply."

Meng Guan frowned, logically speaking, there would be no problem with the wife clan chosen by Prince Rui for the prince, why the prince...

Thinking of something, Meng Guan was so annoyed that his whole face turned fierce. He tried to calm down his mood, and then asked: "Could the prince care about Qiu Wenshu?" Meng Guan was so angry that he called Qiu Wenshu by his name.

Ning Chen's eyelashes drooped, his lips were straightened impatiently, and a hint of anger at being said flashed across his face.

Seeing Meng Guan, the anger in his heart became more intense, and a big old man said this: "Why is this Qiu Wenshu so clueless? It is most common for a man to cultivate himself, marry a wife and have children. How can he have the face to meddle in your lord's affairs?" marriage?!

Not allowing people to get married, isn't it the same as cutting off a person's heirs!Committed homicide, before the execution, people have to stay behind!Qiu Wenshu this guy!simply!Unreasonable! "

Ning Chen's face was gloomy, but Meng Guan, who was in a rage, didn't notice it, he scolded: "It's just a habit of cutting off sleeves, so it's impossible to think about being a couple forever?! Even the wives who are currently married by the Ming Dynasty dare not think like this! The Qiu family’s education is like this, so it’s in vain to call it the family of the emperor’s teacher!”

After scolding heartily, Meng Guan felt the suffocating atmosphere. He stiffened his neck and dared not even look at Ning Chen's face.

The lord loves Qiu Wenshu the most now, and he is still scolding him in front of him, it's almost fatal...

Meng Guan closed his eyes annoyed.

"Get lost, my king!"

It wasn't until the banquet started that Meng Guan showed up in front of Ning Chen tremblingly, and sat on the seat not far below his head.

In the hall, the dancers danced with ulterior motives, his favorite scene on weekdays, he didn't care to appreciate it, his mind was full of thoughts about Ning Chen.

The prince's temper is twisted. It is impossible for him to give up Qiu Wenshu for a while.But I can't help but get married... What should I do...

Meng Guan's eyes gradually fell on Qiu Wenshu who was beside him. He approached Ning Chen to talk to him, but Ning Chen didn't give him a straight look.

Before Mengguan thought Ning Chen was awkward and outrageous, but now he thinks it's okay, he should just leave Qiu Wenshu alone like this!Let him know that marriage is beyond his control!

Meng Guan finally calmed down a little and drank a glass of wine.

After dancing, the dancers landed on each seat one after another, serving the left and right.

The two dancers who were in charge of serving Ning Chen always planted themselves on Ning Chen, with their breasts pressed against Ning Chen's arms, pouring wine affectionately all the time, Ning Chen did not push them away at all.

Meng Guan was happy to see the success, while Qiu Wenshu declined the service of the dancing girl beside him, sipping wine lazily.

That day Ning Chen didn't explicitly say that he wanted to reconcile with him, and he hasn't approached him in the past few days. He probably didn't want to talk to him anymore because of his actions today.

Qiu Wenshu's eyes and brows were full of frustration, drinking one cup after another.

"Young Master Qiu."

Qiu Wenshu raised his eyes, his usually calm eyes were filled with moisture, and his tone was always cold: "What's the matter?"

Meng Guan signaled Qiu Wenshu to look forward. Qiu Wenshu glanced at him. Ning Chen was surrounded by beauties. He immediately lowered his eyes, poured himself a glass of wine, and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

Meng Guan cautiously separated: "Your Majesty doesn't care about your feelings and does this openly. Don't you like it?"

"Taste?"

"Just angry, angry."

"Why?"

"..." Meng Guan was dumbfounded, frowned and thought for a while, then he simply said it more bluntly, pointing to the two dancers, and said, "According to the prince's temperament, they must be in bed tonight, maybe tomorrow I will return." will take them in."

As he spoke, Meng Guan sighed, "My lord is more affectionate..."

Qiu Wenshu asked coldly, "What does this have to do with me?"

"Huh? You're not..."

"Men play tricks every time, three wives, four concubines, yes, what's the problem?" Qiu Wenshu poured wine one cup after another, his tone was cold but calm, as if he was talking about a very normal thing, which made people hard to hear He had no mood swings at all. "And this, the backyard matter, should be angry, should be angry, should take care of it, it is Princess Chen."

Meng Guan was stunned when he heard that.

Ning Chen in the hall crushed a wine glass, causing the dancers to kneel down in fright, and he got up and left expressionlessly.

Meng Guan who reacted was ecstatic.

This Qiu Wenshu didn't want to stop the prince from getting married at all.

This matter must be clarified with the prince immediately!

Meng Guan raised his eyes, and could barely catch a glimpse of Ning Chen's leaving scarlet clothes, he hurriedly followed, and followed to Ning Chen's study.

"My lord, have you misunderstood Mr. Qiu?"

Meng Guan followed Ning Chen attentively. For him, there was nothing more exciting than having a generous lover.

Ning Chen spread his arms wide open, leaning on the desk, his fingers turned white.

"He said that it's normal for a man to play tricks and have three wives and four concubines. I think you will have a whole yard of beauties in the future, and he doesn't care—"

With a sweep of Ning Chen's hand, the vermilion toga fell off the items on the table and hit the ground with a loud clatter. Among them, the lotus-leaf wash blossomed "flowers" at Meng Guan's feet.

Meng Guan's excitement was still lingering in his throat, and he was stunned at this moment, no matter what he thought as a bastard, he couldn't figure out why his prince was angry, so he asked, "My lord, shouldn't you be happy? "

"He's talking about himself!"

"No...he said a man..."

"Isn't he a man!"

"..." It's not Qiu Wenshu who dares to be petty and jealous, but the prince? !

In the afternoon, it wasn't Qiu Wenshu who he scolded, but the prince? !