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But in the General's Mansion, a major event rarely happened. The city lord brought a mighty group of people to the city lord's mansion with dozens of betrothal gifts, making the quiet mansion lively all day long.

It was rare for Fang Ling to dress so gracefully and luxuriously today. He was dressed in a neat sky blue dress, pine and cypresses were woven with golden silk threads, and a white jade hairpin was pinned in his hair. He looked a bit like a nobleman.

It's just that his movements seemed a little nervous, he followed behind Fang Chengzhu, and kept releasing and closing his palms.

Dense cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and the servant kept wiping his sweat with a handkerchief, and comforted him while wiping the sweat:

"Don't be nervous, son."

Fang Ling waved his hand, kept looking into the hall, and replied in a stumbling manner, "No, don't be nervous."

A servant from the General's Mansion came out and respectfully said to the other city lord, "City lord, please come in."

City Lord Fang nodded, and followed the young man into the hall, and as soon as he entered, he saw Ning Yue sitting on the main seat, rarely wearing neat clothes, as if he was specially waiting for City Lord Fang.

City Lord Fang walked into the hall, and a group of people under his command came in carrying countless gold, silver, soft and silk satins. They lifted them on the ground, and soon filled the entire hall.

Ning Yue sat on the grand teacher's chair, sipping tea slowly, waited for the servants to put down everything, then slowly raised his eyes, swept the betrothal gift on the ground calmly, and said to the other city lord:

"The city lord is worried."

"It should be." The city lord Fang took his seat, straightened his robes, looked at Fang Ling who kept looking around, and said to Ning Yue:

"Today I came here for the marriage between Quan Zi and Ning Jin."

Ning Yue didn't respond, and continued to take a sip of tea.

"My father made a marriage contract between Quanzi and Ning Jin before his death. I have kept this matter in my heart for so many years. Now that Ning Jin is getting married, Fang Ling..."

City Lord Fang looked at Fang Ling, who was sweating nervously beside him, with a bit of disgust in his eyes, then looked at Ning Yue, and said, "Fang Ling also urged me to propose marriage."

"I thought it was time for the marriage contract to be fulfilled, so I brought my dog ​​here to propose marriage to Ning Jin."

After Fang Chengzhu finished speaking, he looked at Fang Ling beside him and motioned for him to speak.

Fang Ling looked at Ning Yue, whom he hadn't seen a few times in the main seat, and was nervous for a while, not knowing what to say, and said dumbfounded:

"Please general, general... agree to this matter..."

Ning Yue put down the teacup in his hand, looked at Fang Ling for a long time, saw Fang Ling's heart beat several times faster, and then he said slowly:

"Then choose a date."

"What..." Fang Ling's mind went blank, and he didn't react to Ning Yue's words.

City Lord Fang laughed immediately, patted Fang Ling on the head, and said, "Since the general agrees, I'll go back and prepare related matters."

Ning Yue nodded, and City Master Fang didn't stay any longer, and hurried back, leaving only Ning Yue who hadn't reacted yet, and Ning Yue who stood up and walked in front of the betrothal gifts without stopping.

Ning Yue brought out a translucent gem-like vase from the dowry gift, and said, "This pot is pretty good..."

Fang Ling quickly explained: "This is a glass bottle brought back by the merchants in the city who went to the Western Regions to do business. It is the only one in Gusu City."

Ning Yue looked at the glass bottle for a while, and replied, "Yes, I am short of a urinal."

"Ah?" Fang Ling uttered subconsciously, and Ning Yue looked over. Fang Ling paused, looked at the bottle in Ning Yue's hand hesitantly, and whispered:

"Then the mouth of this bottle is probably too small."

Ning Yue's expression froze, he glanced at Fang Ling, then put the bottle into the box as if nothing had happened, glanced at the gold reflecting in the sun, and said:

"It's a lot of dowry."

Fang Ling immediately explained: "It was arranged according to the highest standard of marriage in the city, and I also added my savings of the past few years into it."

Ning Yue looked at Fang Ling again, snorted and said, "Not bad."

Ning Yue withdrew his gaze, looked slowly in the hall for a while, then sat back on the Grand Master's chair, Fang Ling said:

"You like my Ajin very much."

"Of course!" Fang Ling answered without the slightest hesitation this time, "Ah Jin is the best... the best woman in the world. I like her and want to marry her."

"Ah Jin is indeed a well-behaved child." Ning Yue's voice weakened, and his eyes were far away, as if he was remembering something.

"She suffered a lot in the past, but I can't give her anything, and I can't make up for her."

"How could Ah Jin suffer?" Fang Ling immediately became nervous when he heard this question.

Rubbing the teacup with his fingers, Ning Yue raised his eyes to look at Fang Ling, with a little scrutiny in his eyes, and said in an unclear way:

"Ajin is actually not my biological sister."

When Fang Ling heard this, his expression was obviously a little stunned, and he asked in astonishment: "Why?"

"She's the little girl I picked up from the street." Ning Yue looked away, picked up the celadon teacup, put aside the floating tea leaves on the hot tea, and slowly took a sip.

"She was wandering in the marketplace when she was young, and she was so hungry that she was pale and emaciated. I picked her up and concealed it from the outside world, so outsiders don't know."

"After you were born, the fortune teller said that she was destined for you, so I made a marriage contract for you."

After hearing this, Fang Ling shook his fingers unconsciously, then lowered his head and walked around the hall, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, Fang Ling walked up to Ning Yue, bowed to Ning Yue, and said:

"Thank you, General."

Hearing this, Ning Yue frowned, and asked, "Thank you for what?"

Fang Ling bowed again, and said very seriously: "General Xie is merciful and willing to adopt Ah Jin so that she will not suffer from hunger and cold."

"Thank you General for making a marriage contract for us, so that I have the honor to be able to marry Ah Jin."

"Although I don't have great skills, I will do my best to make Ah Jin surrounded by greenery, bells and drums, and jade, so that everything will be worry-free and my life will be smooth. I will never let her suffer from the sufferings that Ah Jin suffered in her childhood. Try again."

Ning Yue's eyes fixed on Fang Ling, and after a long time, he lowered his eyes, took a sip of hot tea, and slowly replied, "That's good."

Only then did Fang Ling stand up straight. Seeing that his tea had bottomed out, she took the initiative to add more tea for him, remembering the story Ah Jin told yesterday, and said:

"The general is worthy of being the descendant of General Ningdu, and he is as kind-hearted as General Ningdu."

Ning Yue stopped drinking tea, raised his eyes to look at Ning Yue, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Fang Ling put down the teapot, sat down on the chair next to Ning Yue, and said, "Ah Jin told me yesterday that General Ning Du also picked up a little girl on the street."

"He recognized the little girl as his younger sister, and brought her up alone. Later, when Ning Du made him a general, he made that girl a lady in the general's mansion."

"Outsiders say that General Ning Du was a thief when he was young, but it was actually for his sister, which makes me admire him even more."

Speaking of Ning Du, Fang Ling held the handle of the chair and said excitedly, "General Ning Du is worthy of being a famous hero. Such a life and mind are rare for ordinary people."

"Who said Ning Du is a hero?" Ning Yue looked at the admiration in Fang Ling's eyes, and there was a bit of sarcasm in his eyes, and said:

"Ajin lied to you, Ning Du is not a hero."