Although Qin Zhuo did something rude, he kept his word. After he made his promise to Shen Ning, he never did anything reckless like kissing or hugging again. However, there was one thing he would not give in to, and that was holding hands.

This is his final bottom line.

Shen Ning hesitated, but did not refuse. Holding hands was still within her acceptable range.

Enjoy flowers, taste tea, and paint.

Shen Ning is not good at painting and dare not make a fool of himself.

Qin Zhuo asked her to take the pen and grabbed her hand from behind: "I'm not good at it either, just draw casually."

This is too close, making people suspect that he has ulterior motives.

Shen Ning was distracted, but Qin Zhuo had already grabbed her hand and started writing.

Shen Ning's painting skills are average, but he still has some appreciation ability. Qin Zhuo's few casual strokes clearly show that he has some skills, but there are so many plum blossoms in the garden, but he only painted one red one.

The trunk has a unique sharpness, like a sharp weapon, but the plum blossoms are brilliant, like blood embellishments, and like red cherries tenderly wrapped around it.

Seeing words is like seeing a person, and the same is true for seeing a painting.

Qin Zhuo exuded a murderous aura, but also had a hint of unusual tenderness.

Shen Ning didn't dare to think too much.

When the painting was finally finished, he wrote the names of both of them on one side. Suddenly, the painting became more ambiguous and belonged to two people.

The smile in Qin Zhuo's eyes instantly blossomed, brighter than the red plum blossoms in the yard.

Shen Ning looked at the two names close together and didn't speak for a long time.

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Since returning from Plum Garden, Shen Ning told Liuying and the others what happened between her and Qin Zhuo.

Although we don't have a confirmed relationship, it is different from ordinary friends after all. I have to let the people around me know so that they don't worry, and also let them know how to entertain Qin Zhuo next time.

Qin Zhuo is Shen Ning's savior. He is also of noble status and handsome. He is a one-in-a-million-dollar man and is more than qualified to be Shen Ning's match.

But Liuying is older and can't help but think about long-term things.

"Miss, will the Queen agree to let Young Master Qin marry you?"

Once a man and a woman start talking about love, the ultimate goal is marriage.

Liuying thinks her young lady is a very good one, but he is the Queen's brother after all, a royal relative. This marriage is bound to be full of obstacles. If it fails, what should the young lady do when she is getting deeper and deeper into trouble?

Marry?

Shen Ning didn't think about things that far ahead. What she had been struggling with before was whether she liked Qin Zhuo and whether she should accept his love. She had never thought about getting married.

"all will be good."

She didn't want to think about it for the time being, because even if she did, she couldn't change anything.

What's more, the relationship between Qin Zhuo and her has just begun. She can't plan to please Qin Zhuo's family right away and can't wait to marry him. That would be too unrestrained and make it seem like she hates getting married.

In short, Shen Ning suppressed the matter and let’s not talk about it for now.

If Qin Zhuo wanted to marry him, these were the difficulties he should solve. Shen Ning would never take the initiative to cause trouble for himself.

It was the seventeenth day of the twelfth lunar month, and the Chinese New Year was approaching, but Shen Ning needed to go out. Today was her father's death anniversary, and she wanted to go and pay her respects.

As usual, he prepared the things needed for worship and took Mo Lin and the others out of the city.

In the past, Shen Shu, Shen Yu, and the Liang family father and son were with her at this time, but this time she was the only one who came with her.

Shen's father died in the line of duty. His tomb was selected by the Imperial Astronomical Observatory, just at the foot of a mountain not far from the imperial mausoleum. The emperor ordered the Ministry of Works to build it, which was of considerable size, with stone elephants, a watchtower, and a tall plaque. The mausoleum was located in the back hall.

Father Shen was buried in the middle, and Mother Shen was buried in a small stone gate next to it.

Liuying and Yuzhu had been here several times before. They skillfully asked people to clean the place and then arranged the offerings in order.

Shen Ning lit the incense and candles and filled the wine glass.

"Dad, Mom, I'm here to see you."

She knelt down slowly and kowtowed.

If it were her in her previous life, every time she came, she would always have a lot to say to her father, telling him about what happened at home, Shen Yu's academic performance, and what she had done recently.

She could always remember how her father praised her every time.

He said: "Ningning is the smartest one in my family." "Ningning is really a sensible sister." "Ningning is my best child."

But for her now, it has been too long.

It was so long that she almost forgot her father's voice, smile and appearance. Every detail of the past also gradually faded in her memory, and those praises could no longer be the strength to support her.

"Dad, if you are still alive, you will definitely be disappointed to see what I am doing now."

"I have been your best daughter and have taken care of them for you. It is they who have let me down."

"Dad, just treat it as an unfilial daughter. From now on, I will live for myself."

Shen Ning lit the paper money and watched it being consumed by the flames bit by bit.

Snowflakes were falling from the sky. Liuying comforted her, "Miss, let's go back. It's snowing. Don't catch a cold."

Yuzhu knelt on the futon and prayed respectfully: "Master, please bless the young lady and let her have smooth sailing and no disasters in the future. The young lady has encountered too many bad luck this year. She must be safe, healthy, and happy for the rest of her life."

Shen Ning patted her head and said, "Let's go."

As someone who had died once, she didn't believe in blessings from her ancestors.

It is better to rely on oneself than on others. Her future life still depends on herself.

Just as I packed up and prepared to leave, I heard footsteps of a group of people coming from behind.

"Miss."

The ones carrying the tribute were Butler Liang and Liang Zhuo. Besides them, there were many familiar servants, and behind them was Shen Shu, who was supported by a maid.

I didn't expect to meet them.

unlucky!

Shen Ning didn't want to argue with them in front of his parents' grave, so he nodded slightly and prepared to leave.

"Sister." Shen Shu stood in front of her, with an aggrieved expression and deep resentment in her eyes.

"Why didn't my sister invite me to come with you to pay respect to our parents? Our parents would be so sad if they saw us sisters not getting along."

Shen Ning gathered his sleeves and said, "Shen Shu, we are not getting along now, and we will never get along in the future. You don't have to use your parents to pressure me. They can't even control you from doing those ridiculous things, so how can they control me?"

Shen Shu gritted her teeth in anger, feeling very dissatisfied: "Sister is so heartless, she doesn't care about sisterhood at all."

She lowered her head and approached, threatening proudly: "Tell me the truth, Young Master Han and I are in love, and he has promised to take me into his mansion after the New Year. I'm sure you are very clear about Young Master Han's identity, so don't come to me for begging in the future."

Are you so eager to show off in front of her?

Shen Ning sneered sarcastically: "You are happy to be a concubine instead of being the main wife. I don't appreciate this habit. If you really feel honored, don't show off to me in such a low voice. Tell your parents loudly. I'm sure they will be happy to hear this 'good news'."

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