Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

"A good knife! It really is a good knife!" Ning Rong happily rubbed the blade.

For a long time... Thinking of the fate of this knife, he couldn't help sighing.

"This is an assassin's knife, once known as graceful and luxurious, and you Diao Chan is even known as the "Double Wall" of Situ's Mansion, it is the knife of Wang Yun's town house!

But... it is precisely because this knife has been pampered for a long time that it has lost its role as a 'sword', especially as a 'famous knife'! "

While Ning Rong was talking, he suddenly held the Seven Star Knife horizontally and slashed at the long hair in his hand.

puff!

Make a decision!

"you!"

Diao Chan stared at Ning Rong in shock, thinking that the knife was aimed at her, but unexpectedly...

"No! If you want to take revenge, Rong has no objection, but the world has been in chaos for several years, and until today his life has not been revealed, Rong still can't die!

So, today, Rong will use this hair to replace the head on the neck, and you can take it to pay homage to Lu Bu, and tell him, after the world is stable, Rong ordered you to take it at any time! "

Ning Rong ignored Diao Chan's shock, and put the long hair and the Seven Star Knife in front of Diao Chan.

Shock!

How can the father of body, hair, skin and skin be destroyed lightly, you must know that there was an insulting criminal law in the Han Dynasty, Kun Xing!

Now... Ning Rong actually shaved her hair and skin to take revenge!

"Now, you don't owe Lu Bu anything! Remember...you can avenge your revenge, so...you should repay me now!"

Ning Rong spoke very seriously, but Diao Chan was a little confused when he heard it, can this still be the case?

"Live well! When the world is peaceful, you can take this life away!"

Reaching out to pick up the wine jar, Ning Rong gulped and drank.

"Huh~~ finally saved one!" Ning Rong knew that Diao Chan would not die for a while.

Chapter 6 and Four

The next day.

Finally it was the day of marriage, when Ning Rong got up, she frowned, her head was drowsy, her throat was thirsty, she felt a little pain in her brain, and she rubbed her temples weakly.

This is the aftereffect of drinking too much yesterday, squinting his eyes and looking out the window, the familiar scenery made Ning Rong sober, but at this moment it is already high in the sun.

Ning Rong struggled to lift off the blanket on his body, it was not the hottest time in June, but his body was covered with sticky sweat.

Outside, San Pang and others who heard the movement knocked on the door and walked in. Behind her was a maid holding new clothes.

Already this late?

Ning Rong scratched his head secretly, and asked: "Huh, why didn't you wake me up? It's not good to miss the auspicious time! Are there any guests in the front yard?"

The wedding customs at this time are the most lively. On the day when a man is married and a woman is married, close relatives and friends will go to the family to congratulate in the morning, and the whole family will come. This is called the first visit. On the one hand, it seems that the two families are friends , On the other hand, there is also the meaning of enjoying happiness in it.

"Here we come! The young master's colleagues are all in the front yard, and Mr. Guo is greeting them. I heard from those people that Mr. Cao will also come to congratulate the young master later!"

Aunt He turned out behind San Pang, and the maid behind her was holding a pot of warm water.

"Hurry up, hurry up! Wipe your face and hands. Mrs. Ding is here too. It's just that our family is small and there is no one who can go up to accompany her. Right now, Mrs. Ding is drinking tea in the back hall."

Mrs. Ding in Aunt He's mouth is Cao Cao's official wife and Cao Ang's adoptive mother. Speaking of which, she has a long relationship with the Ning family.

Cao Cao has more than one son, Cao Ang, but for Mrs. Ding, her only son is Cao Ang. She doesn't like to be lively, but when she heard that today is the wedding day of her son's teacher, she rushed over to be the witness.

Right!

Ning Rong shook his head and smiled bitterly. The Ning family has quite a large population. The housekeeper Li Ning, the housekeeper Li Ru, the head guards Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao, the apprentice Lu Xun, the children Ning Ning and Ning Yan who took care of them, plus San Pang and Aunt He, and the rest It's just a group of guards, maids, servants and the like.

There were quite a few of these people, but none of them were qualified to accompany Mrs. Ding, or the adults in the General's Mansion in Zhendong like Cao Cao.

"If the Master and Madam are still alive, they might be so happy to see the Young Master in what he is today!" Aunt He put Ning Rong in a dress herself, with tears in her joyful eyes, muttering nonchalantly.

Ning Rong shook her head again when she heard this, if they knew that their son was just a counterfeit, they wouldn't know how to be sad!

Ugh!

Your family of three is in the spirit of heaven, so let's bless the blessings of the Ning family for thousands of years, as if you have a second boy, and the offerings will not be bad at four seasons and six festivals.

Ning Rong muttered a few words in his heart, but he had thought about it a long time ago. He lived for the living to see. As for the dead, he just had that kind of heart.

After grooming and dressing neatly, facing the bronze mirror, Ning Rong nodded with satisfaction.

Not to mention, just wearing this dress on his body, his white face has sharp edges and corners, and he looks even more handsome when he waves his hands. Anyone who sees him will probably praise him, Ning Lang!

After all this preparation, Ning Rong was hungry, and Ning Ning came in with two little maids carrying hangover soup and food.

"The young master is overjoyed!"

Ning Ning gave Ning Rong his best wishes first, and then handed over the hangover soup.

"Master, this is the hangover soup prescribed by the genius doctor grandpa, drink it while it's hot."

Hey!

Ning Rong's head was hurting, and he smiled when he saw the hangover soup, which was exactly what he wanted, so he reached out to pick up the bowl and drank it.

There is a hint of sweetness in the bitterness, Ning Rong licked his tongue, huh?I actually tasted the taste of herbal tea. It seems that I have to go to this genius doctor to inquire about the prescription of this hangover soup.

Looking at the food, it was hot ganoderma lucidum purple rice porridge, a few small longan-sized steamed buns and emerald-colored flower rolls, and two cool and refreshing green vegetables at the end, which whetted Ning Rong's appetite.

"Isn't this porridge not allowed to be made? The world is not safe now, so it's better not to be too extravagant!"

Ning Rong took a mouthful of steamed stuffed buns, served with the small green vegetables next to him. He enjoyed eating and was happy in his heart. The Han people have never lacked in creativity. Stand out like bamboo shoots after the rain.

"I asked the kitchen to prepare it. Today's wedding will be busy until late, so what can I do if I don't eat!"

Aunt He took the conversation and said to Ning Rong that although Ning Rong was very grateful and respectful to her and always regarded her as an elder, Li He refused to eat for nothing.

How could Ning Rong let her go to work? There was a stalemate between them, and finally Mi Zhen came forward and asked Aunt He to take care of the kitchen. In her words, she was the one who took care of Ning Rong when she was a child, and she was most familiar with Ning Rong's appetite. This kitchen is the most taboo place, so we must be cautious.

Aunt He was worrying about her uselessness, and when she heard that she was happy to cook, she agreed, but how could Mi Zhen really ask her to cook, she just asked her to take care of the matter, and by the way, she was assigned a deputy manager , the purpose is to make her feel at ease.

"Aunt He, you should eat more. This is something that nourishes qi and nourishes blood. Our family is not short of money!"

Listening to Ning Rong's inconsistent and childlike words, Aunt He smiled kindly.