The reborn daughter of the Marquis Mansion takes over the world

Inside the Kyoto Inn.

Sikong Yin stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back and asked Helian behind him.

"Has Ah Xu already secretly arrived at Yueyao Country?"

Helian cupped his hands and replied, "Your Highness, the young prince sneaked into the capital of Yueyao Country two days ago."

Sikong Yin sighed softly, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes: "A Xu is still so stubborn. The more I don't tell him the truth, the more he wants to find out the truth."

Helian was puzzled and asked, "Could it be that the young prince went to Yueyao Country to investigate the matter of the Wu Clan?"

Sikong Yin stroked the white jade ring on his thumb and said with a meaningful smile: "Since he wants to know the grudge between the Wu Clan and the Su Family, I will help him find out."

As soon as he finished speaking, a female guard in black came in to report.

"Your Highness, the traitor Zhan Yuantang has been successfully rescued by our people and has been sent back to Kyoto. Please tell me how to deal with him."

Sikong Yin gave the order without hesitation: "Hand this man over to the Second Prince to deal with. Do not interfere with other matters for the time being."

The female guard clasped her fists, took the order and left.

Then, Sikong Yin turned around, stared at Helian with a cold gaze and warned him.

"You know, Ah Xu is an extremely ferocious wolf that I have carefully trained. How can I let him become a docile lamb? If you continue to indulge him, have you ever thought about the consequences?"

His face was calm, but his tone was filled with terrifying anger and murderous intent, which made Helian feel horrified.

Helian's heart trembled, and he immediately knelt down to express his loyalty: "I will follow the prince's teachings and swear to be loyal to the prince until death, and I will not let the prince down."

Sikong Yin said indifferently: "You don't need to participate in what happens next, go down."

Helian felt relieved and took his leave, secretly thankful that he had escaped danger.

The next morning, Yaoyao protected Ning Ziqing and quietly slipped out of the Marquis' Mansion from the back door, driving a carriage straight to the Su Mansion.

Su Yanqi also got up early today because a distant relative of the Su family's side branch came to Kyoto with his daughter and stayed in his house. Recently, he had been pestering him frequently, wanting to give his beloved daughter to him as a concubine, which made him very annoyed.

Su Yan finished dressing at seven o'clock and planned to go out early to avoid the harassment of his relatives.

However, as soon as he stepped out of the room, Uncle Shi came hurriedly to report that the relative was waiting in the front hall and vowed that Su Yanqi would give her a satisfactory answer today.

Su Yanqi had a headache. After thinking about it, he decided to go and explain the matter to his relatives in person.

After leaving Cuohezhai, Yan Si reported to Su Yanqi: "My Lord, the Left Envoy has climbed over the wall again."

Su Yanqi frowned slightly and said with a smile: "Let her go, just don't let her find my private collection of fine wine."

Yan Si suppressed her laughter, nodded in agreement, and led Qingxu and Qiangze to secretly monitor Yaoyao's movements.

Su Yanqi took Uncle Shi to the front hall. When passing Songming Garden, his eyes inadvertently swept across the elm tree beside the wall, and he suddenly found a figure on the high trunk.

Su Yanqi paused and looked carefully. It was Ning Ziqing. His heart tightened and he rushed over immediately.

Ning Ziqing was sitting on a branch the size of a bottle mouth at this time, swinging her legs leisurely, waiting for Yaoyao to come back and pick her up.

The morning light of early winter shone through the sparse leaves onto her scarlet dress, with dots of golden light, making her face rosy, pure and elegant, as charming as a fairy in a painting.

Su Yanqi walked under the jujube tree, looked up at her, and could not help but be moved by her beautiful appearance.

There was a ripple in his eyes, and he called softly: "Qingqing, come down quickly, it's dangerous up there!"

Ning Ziqing suddenly heard Su Yanqi's voice and was embarrassed and at a loss: "Qi... Sir, what a coincidence, why are you here?"

She was caught in the act, scratching the back of her head guiltily, lowering her eyes and smiling awkwardly.

"You come down first, step on the thick branch next to you and jump down, I will catch you."

Su Yanqi opened his arms to remind her.

Ning Ziqing hesitated for a moment, but seeing that Yaoyao had not come back yet, he had no choice but to get down from the tree.

She stood up slowly, holding onto the branch beside her with one hand and lifting the hem of her skirt with the other. She moved her feet carefully, stepping on a thin branch and preparing to step onto the thick branch.

As a result, the thin branch could not support her body and broke suddenly.

Ning Ziqing screamed instinctively and his body fell out of control.

Su Yanqi's face was startled, and he instantly flew into the air, caught Ning Ziqing steadily in mid-air, and held her tightly in his arms. After landing, he spun half a circle before he stood firmly on his footing.

Ning Ziqing hugged his neck in shock, and before she could recover, she heard Su Yanqi's slightly reproachful voice scolding her.

"Nonsense!"

Ning Ziqing knew he was in the wrong, so he lowered his head and snuggled into his arms, not daring to say a word.

Uncle Shi, who was not far away, saw this and did not come over to disturb the two of them, but happily hid away.

After a while, Ning Ziqing struggled to get down, but Su Yanqi held him even tighter.

"I know I was wrong, Mr. Qi, please put me down first."

Ning Ziqing couldn't break free and admitted his mistake consciously.

Su Yanqi had a stern face and remained indifferent. He picked her up and walked straight to Cuohezhai.

Ning Ziqing shouted anxiously: "Seventh Master, where are you taking me?"

Su Yanqi explained as he walked.

"You just fell down and your skirt was torn by a branch. I'll take you to change your clothes."

After hearing this, Ning Ziqing took a closer look at her dress and found that the hem of her dress had been torn in several places.

She grabbed the hem of her skirt, feeling extremely regretful, and blamed Yaoyao for taking so long to go to the bathroom and leaving her lying on the tree, which was why Su Yanqi bumped into her and made her look so embarrassed.

To the extent that she now finds it difficult to even bring up the idea of ​​canceling the engagement.

Su Yanqi keenly caught the subtle changes in her expression, coupled with the news that came from Concubine Wan's palace earlier, Emperor Yao was urging their marriage.

He probably guessed Ning Ziqing's real intention of coming to the Su Mansion today.

But he did not rush to point it out, he just held Ning Ziqing quietly and walked forward slowly.

On the way, they met many servants. They were all surprised to see Su Yanqi holding a girl.

Ning Ziqing was afraid that his embarrassing situation would be seen by more people, so he simply buried his face in Su Yanqi's chest to cover it up.

Su Yanqi couldn't help laughing when he saw her shy look, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

From time to time, he looked down at Ning Ziqing in his arms, his arms wrapped around her soft body, and an indescribable throbbing surged in his heart.

How he wished that this moment could last forever, and he could hold her like this forever and never let go.

Su Yanqi's eyes gradually became deeper, and his arms unconsciously tightened a little, making Ning Ziqing feel very uncomfortable.

She put her ear close to Su Yanqi's heart and could clearly hear the sound of his accelerated heartbeat.

Ning Ziqing shrank back for a moment, then mustered up the courage to look up at Su Yanqi, and happened to meet his gaze.

There was a scorching light in his eyes, which made Ning Ziqing feel flustered.

She didn't know if she had misunderstood, but she felt that the way Su Yanqi looked at her today seemed different from usual, as if there was some elusive meaning hidden in it.

A quarter of an hour later, Su Yanqi carried her into Zhuhezhai's bedroom, put her down gently, turned around, took out a light blue dress from the closet and handed it to her.

"Go change your clothes first, I'll wait for you outside!"

He gestured to Ning Ziqing to change clothes behind the screen, and he retreated to the door and stood with his back to the room.

Ning Ziqing looked through the exquisitely embroidered dress in her hand and asked curiously, "Seventh Young Master, why do you have a woman's dress here?"

"Could it be?"

She suddenly thought of something, "Do you have a girl you like?"

Ning Ziqing was worried that this was the clothes that Su Yanqi wanted to give to his sweetheart, so he hesitated and didn't dare to change it.

"no!"

Su Yanqi outside the door denied it decisively, a little angrily, "I don't like other women!"

He turned sideways and stared deeply at Ning Ziqing, with a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

"This dress was originally prepared for you. On my way back to Kyoto, a close friend gave me a precious piece of Frosted Diamond Brocade. I thought this material would suit you very well, so I hand-painted the pattern you like and asked a famous embroiderer in Kyoto to sew this dress according to your size."

Speaking of this, Su Yanqi's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was mocking himself.

"I originally planned to give it to you on your birthday, but I thought you wouldn't need these, so I prepared another hairpin as a gift."

After hearing his explanation, Ning Ziqing saw a hint of sadness in his eyes, which made him feel guilty. He turned his face away and didn't dare to look him in the eye.

There was silence in the room for a moment.

Su Yanqi urged Ning Ziqing with a look of expectation: "Go and put it on quickly to see if it fits you. If there is anything wrong, I will have someone take it to be altered!"

Ning Ziqing stopped refusing and went behind the screen holding her dress to change.

Su Yanqi turned around and stood quietly at the door. He vaguely heard the faint sounds coming from behind the screen and felt sad.

If nothing unexpected happened, Ning Ziqing should be her wife now.

Su Yanqi smiled bitterly, his throat slightly tightened. He closed his eyes, pinched his fingers into his palms, and forced himself to suppress his emotions.

He didn't know how much time had passed. He thought Ning Ziqing should have changed her clothes, but she didn't come out for a long time.

"Qingqing, are you ready?"

Su Yanqi asked softly.

There was no movement behind the screen, so Su Yanqi called out again, "Qingqing?"

Ning Ziqing still didn't respond.

Su Yanqi walked into the room puzzled and stopped in front of the screen.

Ning Ziqing on the other side was anxiously tying the laces of his inner shirt when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Su Yanqi's figure outside the screen and was startled.

She hurriedly put on her coat, picked up her large sleeves, and hurriedly walked out of the screen, complaining to Su Yanqi with a stern face: "Seventh Young Master, your dress is too complicated. I don't know how to wear it."

Her cheeks flushed slightly and she looked a little embarrassed.

Su Yanqi saw her untied clothes and messy hair, and shook his head and sighed.

"You, how come you haven't learned the skills of a boudoir lady? When you get married, will you still wait for your husband to help you dress?"

He stepped forward to help Ning Ziqing re-adjust the laces. When his slender fingers touched him, Ning Ziqing's face stiffened slightly and he felt extremely embarrassed.

Her eyelashes trembled, she bit her lower lip, and straightened her body, not daring to move.

Su Yanqi noticed her reaction and smiled slightly. He carefully tied the thin strap of Ning Ziqing's coat into a beautiful knot, and helped her brush the scattered hair on her forehead behind her ears.

When his hand brushed across Ning Ziqing's collar, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the tooth mark on her left shoulder.

Su Yanqi's breathing stagnated, his gaze fixed on the mark, and a strange look flashed across his eyes.

"Did it hurt when he...bit you?"

Su Yanqi suddenly pulled open Ning Ziqing's collar, trying to touch the teeth mark, and there seemed to be anger in his voice.

His sudden action startled Ning Ziqing so much that he quickly moved aside to avoid him.

Su Yanqi's hand was suspended in the air, and an indescribable feeling of irritation and unwillingness suddenly rose in his heart.

Ning Ziqing's expression tensed up, and he hurriedly defended Huo Yunjue: "Seventh Young Master, I'm fine. Ah Jue bit me because he was impulsive and irrational at the time. I don't blame him."

Su Yanqi's eyes turned cold, and he looked at her with disappointment. He said in a low voice, "How much do you love him that you have to protect him like this?"

Ning Ziqing was stunned and wanted to help Huo Yunjue explain, but Su Yanqi suddenly exerted force and turned Ning Ziqing's body to face him. He stared straight into her eyes and said angrily: "Qingqing, I gave you to him, not for him to hurt you like this. If he always treats you so domineeringly, I will take you back!"

As Su Yanqi finished speaking, he became more and more agitated, with jealousy and anger churning in his chest.

Ning Ziqing was stunned. She had never seen Su Yanqi so resolute. She took a half step back in panic, wanting to escape.

Su Yanqi saw through her thoughts, took a step forward and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Seventh Prince, don't do this!"

Ning Ziqing exclaimed and pushed him away in resistance.

Su Yanqi didn't let go, and begged in a trembling voice: "Just for a moment, let me hug you, okay?"

He buried his head in Ning Ziqing's neck and closed his eyes tightly. His suppressed breathing revealed his inner struggle and pain.

"Qingqing...I regret it...I shouldn't have let go, I shouldn't have given you to him!"

"I really like you, I really want to be with you... I really want to marry you!"

Su Yanqi's voice choked with sobs, and he completely lost his mind. He confessed his feelings for Ning Ziqing.

His eyes were moist and red, and he placed one hand on the teeth mark on Ning Ziqing's left shoulder. He felt like he was about to lose control.