"I," Ning Jing's voice paused, "I haven't found the meaning of getting married yet, so I think it would be good to be her brother and friend."

Lin Shuzhi stared at him, "Are you a man?"

Ning Jing nodded, "Probably."

Lin Shuzhi was so drunk, "What should it be? You are a man, so you don't want to marry her back, like Boyan Bojun and the others, have a harmonious couple and have children in the future?"

Ning Jing was startled for a moment, "Master, are you talking about that kind of thing?"

Lin Shuzhi hummed, "Yes, it's just that kind of thing, you've never thought about it?"

Ning Jing shook his head, "I haven't thought about it yet."

"Then think about it now, do you want to?" Lin Shuzhi, a scholar, did not expect that today's conversation with Ning Jing would develop in such a strange direction.

"Now, I can't think of it." Ning Jing said.

Lin Shuzhi complained, "You might as well become a monk!"

"Master, don't worry, we know what we are doing." Ning Jing said.

"Don't be in the midst of blessings and not know your blessings. You will regret it if you lose Xiaoliang one day!" Lin Shuzhi waved his hand, "I won't talk to you anymore. I'm angry. You go back and think carefully about what I said as a teacher!"

"

"Okay." Ning Jing stood up and said goodbye to Lin Shuzhi.

On the way home, I saw a brightly lit brothel in the distance. Ningjing rode a horse and said three words inaudibly, "That kind of thing..."

…

On the third day after Ningping returned to the capital, he went to Huguo Temple to look for Chengyun.

Chengyun is still the same, serious and beautiful little monk. Now his beauty has spread to Huguo Temple and he is famous in the capital.

"Donor Ning, will Donor Su be back soon?" Chengyun accompanied Ningjing to the mountain behind Huguo Temple to watch the clouds.

Ning Jing looked up at the white clouds blown away by the wind, nodded and said, "It's almost time. Do you have anything to do with her?"

"Yes, the young monk would like to ask Almsgiver Su whether Master and the old man are in good health and whether Master has ever gone back." Chengyun looked serious.

"Ask her then." Ning Jing said, "Has Yan Shiba come to see you these days?"

"Since I saw Donor Su last time, Donor Yan has not been here until now." Chengyun said, "She must have thought better of it and won't come again." He couldn't help but smile.

Obviously, Yan Shiba's entanglement made the young monk very distressed. He was very happy when she didn't show up.

Ningjing didn't say anything else. After eating vegetarian food at Huguo Temple, he went down the mountain.

On the way, I met a group of people who were going up the mountain. One of them, Ningjing, knew Wan Cong, the eldest son of Wan Shan.

This is the time when thousands of families, old and young, come to Huguo Temple to pray for Wanshan.

This was not the first time Wan Cong saw Ning Jing's face. But Qi Jun had avoided it before and had never encountered it head-on.

"Isn't this Mr. Ning, General Su's fiancé?" Wan Cong smiled, "Is General Su coming back soon? I heard that you two are getting married on the sixth day of next month. Congratulations. I wonder if Wan is lucky enough to go to the wedding banquet?"

Ning Jing nodded, "Okay."

"When General Su comes back, I have to trouble her to treat my father. After all, I'm afraid no one in the world understands my father's condition better than her, right? Master Ning, right?" Wan Cong pointed out.

Ning Jing nodded, "Indeed."

His attitude made Wan Cong even more angry and had nowhere to vent his anger. But he didn't dare to do anything in broad daylight.

"Farewell." Ningjing walked around them and walked down the mountain.

After a while, he turned back and asked Wan Cong, "I heard that your brother is missing. Do you need help finding him?"

Wan Cong was so angry that his face could not hold back, "Master Ning is really a bodhisattva, but you don't need to worry about this matter! Let's go!"

In fact, by now, everyone in the Wan family knows that Wan Lin is probably dead.

Ning Jing knew Wan Cong's subtext, and Wan Cong also realized clearly that Ning Jing knew everything, and she just said those things that were meant to humiliate him!

"Damn it!" Wan Cong gritted his teeth.

One of his cousins ​​came close to him and lowered his voice and said, "Brother, why don't we take advantage of that bitch Su Liang before he returns to Beijing? Let's deal with the one named Ning first and give that bitch some color, otherwise he will think we are

Everyone is vegetarian!"

Wan Cong shook his head with a straight face, "The Queen has repeatedly told us to stay calm and not cause any more trouble! Now that the Fourth Prince has not become the Crown Prince, things may not be turning around!"

"Brother is confused! It's already this time. If we don't take action, it will be over! The Queen is afraid of angering the Emperor again, but as long as we do it cleanly, who knows? We have to do it as soon as possible to avoid long nights and dreams!" Wan Cong said

said the cousin.

Wan Cong's expression changed, and he subconsciously looked back, but Ning Jing could no longer be seen.

Hearing his grandmother telling him to leave quickly, Wan Cong gave his cousin a look and went back to discuss it later.

…

Ning Jing returned home and went to see the assassin sent by Duanmu Che. After looking at him carefully, he asked, "What is your relationship with Uncle Huang?"

The assassin had woken up and looked at Ning Jing with gloomy eyes, "That's my father, I'm his only son! It was my father who saved Su Liang in the first place! The master originally hated Su Liang and didn't want to save her at all. It was my father

The first one found out that she was alive and took her back. In order not to damage the image in my father's heart, the master agreed to take her in!"

"You mean, I can't kill you?" Ning Jing looked calm.

"Su Liang owes my father for saving his life!" the assassin said coldly.

Ning Jing nodded, "I believe what you said is true. But it's not me your father saved. It's me you want to kill. What happened between us has nothing to do with Su Liang."

"Master's order, do I have a choice?" the assassin asked.

"With your father protecting you, of course you have a choice." Ning Jing said.

"Then why don't you kill me yet? What on earth do you want to do?" the assassin snorted coldly.

Ning Jing didn't answer. He dragged the assassin who had been hit by Ruanjin San to stand up. He looked at it again and said, "It's barely okay."

The assassin's face turned pale, "What the hell are you doing?"

Ning Jing knocked the assassin unconscious again with a palm, changed him into his own clothes, and washed his face.

Then, Ningjing took off the human skin mask, put it on the assassin's face, and trimmed his temples.

In the middle of the night, Ningjing was sitting quietly in Su Liang's room. When he heard some movement nearby, he sighed slightly, the day of death was coming...

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Chapter completed!