Oops, the male villain looked at me with affection in his eyes

When the first ray of morning sun shone through the window of the Zen room, Ning Yu stretched herself and woke up.

Listening to Zong Guohui's artificial voice coming from the opposite wing, Ning Yu couldn't help but frown.

She quickly took care of herself and opened the door.

As soon as Zong Guohui saw Ning Yu going out, he came over shyly and timidly: "Brother Yu, Hui'er heard that there is a marriage tree in the back mountain that is extremely effective, so she thought of asking for it."

She looked up at Ning Yu's side face that seemed to be glowing in the sun, and said with a slight blush: "It's just that there is no one in this mountain. Sister Huan'er injured her foot again. Can Brother Yu accompany Hui'er..."

Ning Yu looked at Zong Guohui's poor acting skills and said lightly: "Since it is inconvenient for Miss Zong to go up the mountain alone, let Xianglan accompany you. Even though you and Huan'er are sisters, I think she is very willing to lend her maid. Just use it."

Ning Huan, who was hiding in the side room and eavesdropping, heard this and limped out: "It's convenient for Xianglan to accompany Hui'er, but if something goes wrong between the two of them, I'm afraid they won't be able to cope with it. Come."

Ning Yu looked at Ning Huan and smiled: "That's easy, just ask Qingmu to accompany you. If you sprain your foot, you can help her."

Qingmu was standing behind Ning Yu watching the excitement, and instantly grimaced when he heard this.

The young master asked him to accompany that ugly girl up the mountain to seek marriage? !

Then how will Qingmu behave after he returns?

He hurriedly walked around behind Ning Huan and Zong Guohui, shaking his head like a rattle.

Ning Yu held back her smile and gave him a calm look.

When Zong Guohui heard that Ning Yu actually asked a servant to accompany her to seek marriage, she hurriedly said: "Hui'er just said casually that marriage has not come yet, so even if she goes to seek marriage, it will be in vain."

She grabbed Ning Huan and said, "Next time, next time sister Huan'er's foot is healed, we can go up the mountain together and take a look."

Ning Huan bluntly continued: "Huan'er also has this intention. When the day is free, sister Hui'er and I can come together."

At this time, two young novice monks came over with food boxes and stood outside the courtyard and said: "Amitabha, the temple has prepared a vegetarian meal. Please enjoy it."

Ning Yu motioned to Qingmu to come forward and take it, and she clasped her hands together and bowed in return: "Thank you two little masters."

Ning Yu looked at Ning Huan and Zong Guohui, and told Qingmu: "Mom had a backache yesterday. I think it's not fully recovered yet. Just send a portion of the fasting meal to father and mother."

Seeing this, Zong Guohui was afraid that Ning Yu would return to the room, so he quickly placed the food box on the stone table in the courtyard and said with a smile: "Brother Yu, the scenery here is very good, why don't we eat here."

The mountain breeze in the early morning was quite chilly. Ning Yu looked at Zong Guohui's gauze and sneered: "As Miss Zong intended, let's eat here."

After saying that, he found a corner with leeward wind and sat down.

Seeing Ning Yu sitting down, Zong Guohui and Ning Huan slowly moved over.

The two looked at each other, and Ning Huan sat opposite Ning Yu. The stone chairs were arranged in a square shape around the round table. When Ning Huan sat like this, Zong Guohui sat next to Ning Yu wherever he sat.

Zong Guohui looked at Ning Yu, walked over and took out the vegetarian food from the food box, and sat down with a smile: "Brother Yu, if you have something you like to eat, Hui'er will leave it here for you."

Ning Yu smiled lightly and said, "I'm not very picky about food, but I can't eat the food that's made ugly or black, especially."

Aoki was squatting aside with a bowl in his hands. Hearing this, he burst out laughing and coughed lightly.

Ning Yu picked up a pair of chopsticks and put it into her mouth, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows in surprise.

She said to Ning Huan and Zong Guohui, "You two don't have to be polite. Just act as usual."

After saying that, the two of them started enjoying each other without even looking at each other.

Zong Guohui held the bowl and peeked at Ning Yu. She ate in small bites. The mountain wind whistled on her body, causing her thin gauze clothes to fly up.

Ning Yu finished eating quickly and wiped her mouth.

He looked at Zong Guohui and Ning Huan with a smile, and said calmly: "You two eat slowly, I'm done."

But he didn't get up, he just sat quietly on the stone chair and looked at the scenery below the mountain.

Zong Guohui was shaking from the cold, but still stubbornly maintained his demeanor; even though he was hungry, he still ate in small bites.

After a while, the mountain breeze cooled the vegetarian meal. Ning Huan felt like chewing wax, and she slowly put down the bowl.

"I've eaten too."

Zong Guohui held the rice bowl that she had only eaten a few mouthfuls of and was about to cry without tears.

She forced a smile, put down the bowl, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief: "I've finished eating too."

Xianglan stepped forward, put away the food box, and Ning Liancheng supported Fang Yuan and walked out.

Ning Liancheng looked at the people and said calmly to Ning Yu: "Yu'er, Huan'er, your mother's back pain has not healed, so she may have to return home early."

Ning Yu stood up and supported Fang Yuan and said, "Yu'er went back home with her father and mother."

When Ning Huan heard this, he smiled quickly and said, "Huan'er is coming too."

Xianglan bit her lip and whispered: "Miss, your feet?"

Ning Yu looked at Ning Huan with some embarrassment: "Huan'er's foot injury has not healed yet. Don't be careless. Why don't you let the boy carry you down?"

Fang Yuan glared at Ning Yu and shouted softly: "Yu'er, don't mess around."

How could a young lady from the noble family have the right to let a young man carry her?

Ning Yu spread her hands: "If we can't let the boy carry it, then we can only stay here and return home on our own after recovering from the injury."

She looked at the two of them and said, "It's just that after the Qingming Festival, these Zen monasteries are not inhabited. I'm afraid you two girls..."

Seeing that his young master was so entangled, Aoki scratched his head and said, "Why don't we go back to the house first and then send a few guards to protect the two ladies?"

Ning Huan frowned when she heard that she was asked to stay on the mountain and eat the tasteless vegetarian food.

She looked at Ning Liancheng's expression and said cautiously, "Father, I can go down the mountain."

Ning Yu looked at Ning Huan's calm face and pretended to be surprised: "Yesterday you were injured so badly that you were limping and couldn't walk, but today you can go down the mountain?!"

Ning Huan glanced at Zong Guohui awkwardly, and Zong Guohui said with a smile: "If it's inconvenient for sister Huan'er to go down the mountain, Xianglan and I can help her. I will never hurt my sister."

When Ning Liancheng heard this, he made the decision: "In that case, let's go back home."

Several people were walking down the mountain in the same manner as when they arrived, those holding umbrellas and those carrying luggage.

When they arrived at Qiao's Zen room, they saw Pan Yuemei leading Qiao Lingyue and all the concubines out in fluttering clothes.

Qiao Lingyue followed her mother quietly with the curtain hat she had brought with her.

Ning Yu raised her eyes and saw Qiao Lingyue standing tall and graceful behind Pan Yuemei, like a proud lotus among the colorful flowers.

Ning Yu couldn't help but shake her head when she thought of the arrogant man's confession interrupted by Chu Ye last night.

Hey, where is the destined person of our Lord Chu Xiang?

Fang Yuan and Pan Yuemei nodded lightly, then walked past the crowd and headed down the mountain.

The eighteenth-room concubine looked at Shen Ningyu's side profile as they passed by, chattering away incessantly.

The purple-clothed concubine whispered: "Do you know whose young master that is, he is so good-looking?"

The concubine in white blushed with embarrassment and said in a low voice: "Since sister doesn't know, how can we sisters know?"

The concubine wearing a light apricot dress smiled and said: "Yes, even you, who entered the palace draft, don't know about things, how can we sisters know about it?"

When the concubine in purple saw everyone looking at her, she covered her mouth and smiled. She chased the concubine in apricot dress and pretended to beat her.

"You little bitch, you actually made fun of me, your sister. Let me see if I don't tear your mouth apart."