The reborn daughter of the Marquis Mansion takes over the world

Su Yanqi took Ning Ziqing's hand and returned to the courtyard, but was stopped by Jiang Quhan.

"Su Yanqi, I want to take Ning Manman to pick lotus flowers. You can send the flowers back in the basket first and then pick us up. Bring me a pot of tea by the way."

Jiang Quhan came back and took Ning Ziqing from Su Yanqi's hand.

Su Yanqi looked at him coldly, as if she was dissatisfied with him shouting around like this.

Jiang Quhan raised his eyebrows and complained: "What? Are you not happy to eat my own food and live in my own house, and do some trivial things?"

After he finished speaking, Su Yanqi did not refute, picked up the basket with a little anger, turned around and left on the bluestone path.

After he left, Jiang Quhan asked Ning Ziqing: "Why did you make him angry?"

Ning Ziqing looked at him innocently and said angrily: "It's not because of you!"

Jiang Quhan frowned and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Ning Ziqing glared at him and told Jiang Quhan what happened just now.

Jiang Quhan laughed sarcastically, knowing that he was the initiator and did not dare to quibble anymore.

He could only coax Ning Ziqing in a soft tone: "Okay, Ning Manman, I was wrong before, don't be angry. You use my fan to play with butterflies for a while, and I will pick lotus flowers and lotus pods by myself."

Seeing that he had a good attitude, Ning Ziqing nodded, took his fan and walked into the flowers.

Jiang Quhan looked at her back lovingly, with his eyes slightly bent and a smile on his lips.

About two-quarters of an hour later, Jiang Quhan came back with a few pink and white lotus flowers and a handful of lotus pods and placed them in the open space aside.

Ning Ziqing was still having a great time chasing a few butterflies.

Jiang Quhan picked a few delicate purple flowers, deftly made a garland, called Ning Ziqing back, and put it on her head.

Ning Ziqing felt that the sun was dazzling, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and face.

Jiang Quhan immediately took her to sit under a magnolia tree to enjoy the cool air, and gently wiped her sweat with his sleeves.

"Ning Manman, why don't you go back to Kyoto and stay in Yuji Valley and live a life without fighting against the world? How great!"

Jiang Quhan fanned her and murmured.

Ning Ziqing glanced at him: "It's a beautiful idea. I want to go back and inherit the family property my grandfather gave me. When my brother comes back, I will watch him marry and have children."

Ning Ziqing put her hands on her cheeks and blinked, looking forward to the future.

"Do you have a brother?" Jiang Quhan asked curiously.

"Well, I originally had two brothers, but the second brother died young..."

Ning Ziqing felt sad when she thought of the second brother she had never met before.

She lowered her eyes and sighed quietly.

"Then you can treat me as your brother. I will pamper you and love you forever." Jiang Quhan said sincerely.

Ning Ziqing looked sideways into his eyes and sneered.

"Jiang Quhan, you are talking nonsense again!" Ning Ziqing did not take his words seriously, only thought he was joking.

Jiang Quhan smiled bitterly and breathed out slowly: "I love you for real!"

He stared at Ning Ziqing, a bright light flashing in his eyes.

Ning Ziqing was stunned for a moment, looked away with embarrassment, and quickly changed the topic.

"I saw two portraits in the alchemy. One of them is my mother-in-law. Who is the other one?"

Jiang Quhan paused while shaking the folding fan.

After pondering for a moment, he replied: "It's my mother."

Ning Ziqing was surprised: "Your master didn't go to Cangzhou to find my mother-in-law. Was it because he fell in love with your mother and gave birth to you?"

Jiang Quhan's face jumped, and he was stunned by Ning Ziqing's words.

He put away the folding fan, knocked it on Ning Ziqing's head, and said angrily: "Ning Manman, what are you talking about? I'm several years older than you, do you have some brains?"

Ning Ziqing held her mouth aggrievedly and asked, "Then why did your master paint your mother's portrait?"

"It was commissioned by someone to draw it." Jiang Quhan explained nonchalantly.

"Assigned by your father?"

Ning Ziqing was curious. Didn't Jiang Quhan say that he was an orphan?

The knuckles of Jiang Quhan's fingers that were holding the folding fan were bulging, his brows were furrowed, his lips were white, and he looked away from Ning Ziqing.

The pain that was suppressed in my heart surged involuntarily.

"no!"

After a long time, he replied indifferently.

Ning Ziqing felt that he was depressed, so she whispered "Oh" and stopped asking him.

Jiang Quhan continued calmly:

"I don't know who my father is, and I have never met my mother. My mother died shortly after I was born. It was my master who raised me."

Hearing this, Ning Ziqing looked at him sympathetically, and Jiang Quhan glared at her displeased.

Ning Ziqing asked again: "Then whose surname is your name?"

"My mother, her surname is Jiang, and her name is Jiang Yingrou."

Jiang Quhan's expression softened slightly, and he raised his eyes to look up at the tall magnolia tree above his head, with a soft color on his face.

"Your mother's name is really nice, but why did your name have such a cold word?"

Ning Ziqing looked disgusted, and Jiang Quhan gritted his teeth: "Where is the cold? I was not in good health and loved to get sick when I was a child, so the master gave me this name."

Ning Ziqing looked at him suspiciously and snickered twice.

Will the strong Jiang Quhan be in poor health?

Jiang Quhan felt her malicious eyes and his face turned half dark.

Finally, he had no choice but to say: "Actually, I still have a nickname."

Ning Ziqing was very curious: "What's the name? Is it something like a big cow or a dog egg? It is said that these names make a living."

Jiang Quhan was speechless and took a deep look at her. He was really thankful that she wasn't mad to death.

Angrily, he unfolded the folding fan and fanned it to calm himself down.

After a long while, I heard him reply calmly: "Xu, genial Xun."

After saying that, he turned his head and ignored Ning Ziqing.

Ning Ziqing thought for a long time and suddenly shook Jiang Quhan's arm.

Jiang Quhan stared at her impatiently: "What are you doing again!"

Ning Ziqing smiled and said: "The garden in my Marquis Mansion is called 'Xiyuan', and your nickname is 'Xu'. Isn't it a coincidence that both words have sunshine!"

Jiang Quhan suddenly froze and stared at Ning Ziqing intently.

"I think the word 'Xu' is much warmer than Jiang Quhan." Ning Ziqing praised, smiling brightly.

Jiang Quhan's eyes warmed, he pinched her cheek and praised her gently: "Since your mouth is so sweet, I will reward you with something delicious."

After that, he stood up gracefully, brushed his robe, walked to the open space, picked up the peaches wrapped in lotus leaves, picked out the largest and reddest one and handed it to Ning Ziqing.

"It's been washed. Try it. It's very sweet."

Ning Ziqing took it unceremoniously, opened his mouth and took a bite.

After chewing twice, he suddenly frowned.

Then he spit it all out.

"Jiang Quhan, you bastard, you lied to me!" Ning Ziqing pointed at Jiang Quhan angrily and cursed.

Jiang Quhan was confused: "Why are you lying? Is there something wrong with this peach?"

"It's sour and astringent, so unpalatable!" Ning Ziqing stuffed it back at him.