The villain female supporting role will never admit defeat

Chu Yaoguang scratched four times on the blueprint for Jingwang Mansion in Youzhou, and finally brought Wangyue Town along the route.

If you go to Youzhou, how can you not meet Ning Huarong.

It was already winter for this trip, and there was nothing to see on the road, so Chu Yaoguang hurried on, hoping to arrive at Prince Jing's mansion before King Jing passed away.

After traveling for more than twenty days, Chu Yaoguang finally arrived at Wangyue Town, which he had been thinking of.

She quickly arrived at Ning Mansion, but saw that the gate of Ning Mansion was closed.

A bad premonition rose in Chu Yaoguang's heart.

Mei Zhi went to knock on the door. After knocking on the door for a long time, an old servant finally opened the door.

Mei Zhi was impatient, and hurriedly asked, "Aunt Chen, where is the head of the house? It's sunny, why are the gates closed?"

The old servant called "Aunt Chen" looked at the quite capable girl in front of him, reacted for a while, and then asked in surprise, "Miss Meizhi?"

"Yes, it's me," Mei Zhi nodded, "Miss is also back, is the Patriarch here?"

Only then did Aunt Chen look at the beautiful, heroic woman with a calm demeanor who was riding on a black horse, and she was even more surprised: "Miss? But, but the owner of the house has long since lived here."

Chu Yaoguang was taken aback, and asked, "Mother doesn't live here anymore? Then where does she live now?"

"Since the eldest lady left, the owner of the family has become busier and his business has grown bigger and bigger. He bought a new house in the main city of Yuecheng and moved to Yuecheng half a year ago. However, her old man in Wangyue Town There are also a few people left in the house, just thinking that if the eldest lady comes back, she won't be lost."

Chu Yaoguang left Wangyue Town on horseback and galloped towards Moon City.

It was difficult for her to describe her mood.

When he left Wangyue Town, Ning Huarong told himself that she would try her best to find him, and he said at that time that he would wait for Ning Huarong.

At the time, I was moved, but after a while, the impression faded away.

But Ning Huarong has been working hard for this agreement.

When he reached the gate of Ning Mansion in Yuecheng, looking at the vermilion gate, Chu Yaoguang rarely hesitated.

Near nostalgia timid.

She hesitated for a while, then raised her chin: "Mei Zhi, go knock on the door."

Meizhi stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Not long after, a porter came out and asked, "Who is the girl looking for?"

"Look for Patriarch Ning," Mei Zhi said, "Let's say that Missy is back."

"Miss? Miss Yaoguang is back?" the porter was surprised.

Mei Zhi didn't recognize the concierge, she didn't expect that she would know Chu Yaoguang's existence, and she also showed a bit of surprise on her face.

The concierge probably noticed it, and said: "Although the maidservant doesn't know the eldest lady, the Patriarch has always told her face to face, saying that there is an eldest lady in the Ning residence who has gone far away. If she comes back, she must take good care of her."

Chu Yaoguang got off his horse and walked to the porter: "I am Ning Yaoguang. I'm back. I wonder if mother is here?"

"Back to Miss, the Patriarch is not in the mansion and has gone to Yangzhou to do business." The porter said respectfully.

Chu Yaoguang was a little disappointed, but he still twitched the corners of his mouth and braced himself up: "Can I go to the mansion to have a look?"

"What is the eldest lady talking about? You are the master of this mansion, how can you not let me see it." The porter smiled and invited Chu Yaoguang into the mansion.

Chu Yaoguang walked around Yuecheng Ningfu.

The houses here are much larger than those in Wangyue Town, and they are also generously and elegantly furnished. The largest courtyard is the one left by Ning Huarong to Chu Yaoguang, also called "Rongyao Courtyard".

Chu Yaoguang walked around the room, and when he came out, he felt a little depressed.

Mr. Zhu saw it, and asked, "Does Your Highness want to stay in the mansion for one night?"

"No need, there must be a chance to live in the future. Mother has been working hard, so I shouldn't slack off. It's time to do something." Chu Yaoguang shook his head, showing a relieved smile.

Zhu Jun nodded.

"Let's go, go to Prince Jing's Mansion."

After leaving Yuecheng Ningfu, Chu Yaoguang immediately rushed to Rongcheng, the main city of Fanyang County.

After walking for two days, she finally arrived in the city, and after a little inquiry, she rushed to Prince Jing's Mansion.

The appearance of Prince Jing's Mansion looks very simple, with a white cloth hanging on the gate, which looks a bit depressed.

Chu Yaoguang was startled.

Unexpectedly, it was still too late, Jing Wangjun had passed away.

There were two guards standing at the gate, so Mei Zhi went over and reported to the house: "His Royal Highness the Third Emperor has arrived, go and report to King Jing."

Chu Yaoguang saw that she had a serious expression and she was well placed, so she couldn't help but smile slightly.

The two guards were taken aback, glanced at Chu Yaoguang who was riding on the horse, then quickly looked away, nodded at Meizhi, and entered Jingwang's mansion.

Not long after, King Jing in plain clothes came out with a group of people.

The chubby King Jing, seeing Chu Yaoguang, squeezed out a kind smile, and said, "The Third Highness is here, why didn't you say it in advance, and didn't make much preparation, and made the Third Highness laugh at you."

He was obviously an elder, but he didn't put on airs at all, and didn't even call Chu Yaoguang "niece", but a more respectful "Third Highness".

The other party treated each other with courtesy, and since Chu Yaoguang wouldn't deliberately show embarrassment, he got off his horse and said with a smile, "I arrived in a hurry, so I didn't tell you in advance. Aunt Huang is too polite."

Behind King Jing stood a younger woman and a man.

Chu Yaoguang did his homework, the woman should be Prince Jing's eldest daughter, Chu Nian, and next to her is the first daughter-in-law, Pang.

The two saluted Chu Yaoguang together, Chu Yaoguang nodded politely, and even praised with a smile.

A group of people entered Prince Jing's mansion in a harmonious atmosphere.

King Jing kindly wanted to take Chu Yaoguang to see the prepared yard.

Chu Yaoguang refused: "I don't know if Wang Jun has been buried, I want to go and see."

"Not yet, it's her blessing to be visited by His Highness the Third Highness in person." King Jing took Chu Yaoguang to the mourning hall.

Chu Yaoguang followed her to a yard covered with white cloth.

In the mourning hall, there is a coffin of golden nanmu, and on the futon directly in front of it, there is a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old kneeling.

The girl was dressed in white, with a sad expression and a straight body.

"Hui'er, come here and meet His Highness the Third Highness." King Jing said.

The second daughter of Prince Jing, Chu Hui.

The girl raised her eyes, glanced at Chu Yaoguang, and said nothing.

King Jing hurriedly explained for Chu Hui: "This child is used to being unruly, don't blame the Third Highness."

Chu Yaoguang glanced at the girl lightly, and waved his hand: "It's okay, I will burn incense for Wang Jun."

She went to wash her hands, took three sticks of incense, lit them, inserted them into the fragrant rice, kowtowed respectfully, stood up, and bowed her hands solemnly.

After a set of actions, be respectful and polite.

King Jing seemed a little surprised, and he approached courteously and said, "My wife, Ruoquan, knows me, and I'm really honored."

Chu Yaoguang didn't know why she was so self-effacing and put herself and her lord so low, but she still said: "It is also the luck of the younger generation to be able to offer incense to the lord."

"Do you know that this coffin has been parked in the mourning hall for six days. It was originally scheduled to be buried after three days." Seeing that the two got along well, Chu Hui, who was kneeling on the futon, suddenly said coldly.