After rebirth, I became the widow of my mortal enemy

After breakfast the next day, Ning Miao said that he had something to do and asked Chunlan to go to the rouge shop first.

I went to the concierge to find Lao Song.

Obviously Jin had already explained everything to Old Song. Before she even opened her mouth, Old Song went to the stable and pulled out the carriage.

The marquis's villa is on the outskirts of the city. You have to pass through a large bamboo forest and a flower garden to get there.

It’s really hidden enough.

The villa has its own gate and courtyard, and is elegantly built.

Ning Miao pushed open the gate and looked back to see that Old Song did not get off the carriage. Instead, he put a bag he was carrying on the carriage and lay down.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he was also waiting outside the yard to monitor her, at least he was not following her closely.

The courtyard is fully equipped with pavilions and towers, and is also filled with flowers and potted plants. It is obvious that someone comes to take care of it regularly.

It's just that no one lives there.

Ning Miao entered the main room.

There was no one in the main room, so she walked in again.

Passing the corridor, she saw a young man in white sitting by the window in a room not far away, holding a brush in his hand, and she couldn't tell whether he was painting or writing.

It was the banquet for Kunpeng.

Her eyes narrowed slightly and she walked over.

When she arrived at the door, she saw Yan Kunpeng still concentrating on his writing and had no idea anyone was coming, so she raised her hand and knocked on the already open door.

Yan Kunpeng looked up when he heard the voice, and seeing it was her, he quickly put down the brush in his hand and stood up to greet her.

"Madam." He bowed to her politely and humbly.

Ning Miao looked at him.

Today he was still dressed in white, spotless, with a bun on his head, tied with white jade, and black hair hanging down behind his head. She thought of the description "the man on the street is like jade".

Such a person would actually agree to Jin's ridiculous request.

She curved her lips and asked, "Cousin, have you been here for a long time?"

I call him cousin just like Yan Changjing.

"No, I just arrived a while ago."

After the greetings, they looked at each other and suddenly felt a little awkward.

Ning Miao turned his eyes away and looked at the table by the window: "Is my cousin painting or writing?"

"Writing. When I have nothing to do, I see a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the room, so I practice writing."

Ning Miao walked over and picked up the words he had written to read.

Every stroke is neat, vigorous and powerful.

"Good word!"

Yan Kunpeng felt a little embarrassed by her praise: "Madam, you are too kind."

"No need to be modest, cousin. I am speaking the truth."

The two of them sat down at the table, one on the left and one on the right, and suddenly they were silent.

After a moment of silence, Yan Kunpeng spoke up: "Madam, are you thirsty? I'll go boil some water."

"No need, let's talk about business." Ning Miao went straight to the point.

Yan Kunpeng pursed his lips, blushed, and became obviously uncomfortable.

"Mother said, are you willing to give me a son?" Ning Miao asked.

Yan Kunpeng didn't expect her to ask so directly. After a slight surprise, his face became even more embarrassed. He lowered his eyes and said "hmm".

"Why?" Ning Miao asked.

Although she knew the reason.

Yan Kunpeng raised his eyes and looked at her in a daze.

"Is the lady... dissatisfied with me?"

"No, I'm just curious."

Yan Kunpeng lowered his eyes again, his five fingers slightly clenching the robe on his legs, a little embarrassed, but still did not answer her question.

Ning Miao understood, curled the corners of his lips slightly, stood up and closed the window: "Then let's get down to business."

Yan Kunpeng showed a surprised expression again.

After closing the window, Ning Miao closed the door and then walked to the bed and sat down.

Seeing Yan Kunpeng sitting there without moving, Ning Miao smiled and imitated his words just now: "Are you dissatisfied with me?"

Yan Kunpeng waved his hands quickly: "No, no, I just... just..."

He hesitated for a long time but couldn't say it.

Ning Miao stood up and walked towards him, until he was in front of him and leaned forward.

Yan Kunpeng was obviously a little frightened. He leaned back stiffly and distanced himself from her.

Ning Miao looked at him and exhaled: "How can we do anything if you are like this?"

She raised her hand as if to untie the sash around his waist.

"Wait a minute!" Yan Kunpeng exclaimed.

Ning Miao stopped and asked him puzzledly: "What's wrong?"

Yan Kunpeng panted slightly: "I...let me slow down for a while, I'm not mentally prepared yet."

Ning Miao smiled, straightened up, walked back to his previous seat and sat down.

He lowered his eyes and brushed the wrinkles on his sleeves: "You agreed to lend me your son, but it was not your will. You were forced by your family, right?"

Yan Kunpeng was stunned.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly: "No, I...I do."

"It's just you and me here, so we might as well be honest." Ning Miao said gently.

Yan Kunpeng looked at her, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Ning Miao also looked at him and said, "You are ambitious and talented. You want to be an official. Borrowing a child is a dirty and immoral thing. It will become a stain on your career in the future. You can't be willing to do it."

Yan Kunpeng looked shocked.

She actually said exactly what he was thinking.

"How...did you know that?"

Ning Miao curved his lips: "I can see that."

Look?

"How did you know that?" Yan Kunpeng was curious.

"Yesterday, I asked you what you usually do for fun. You said you were preparing for this year's spring exam and had nothing to do. The other two made fun of you, saying that it was difficult for a bastard to pass the exam, and told you not to waste your energy."

"You were not angry at all at that time. You said it was difficult, not impossible. Moreover, the current emperor is promoting equality between legitimate and illegitimate children. When you said that, I saw the lofty ambition and determination on your face."

"And the piece you played later on the piano, if I remember correctly, was 'Setting the Universe', right?"

Yan Kunpeng was shocked.

Ning Miao continued, "This song has lyrics, which were composed by Grand Tutor Gao during the reign of the previous emperor."

"When the country was first settled, the late emperor was troubled by internal and external troubles. Taifu Gao wrote a poem called "Setting the Universe" to advocate the reform of harsh taxes and the improvement of official administration. The late emperor was enlightened and acted accordingly, thus achieving peace for the country."

"This piece of music was rarely known, but you were able to play it, which shows that you pay a lot of attention to this aspect."

The shocked expression on Yan Kunpeng's face continued to grow.

"And," Ning Miao added, pointing to the black words on the table, "Your handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and your strokes are mature. Every stroke has its own rules. This is definitely not something you can achieve overnight. It shows that you practice diligently."

"The most important thing is that you were just practicing writing, but what you wrote casually was "On Peaceful Country", which shows that you are concerned about this and about governing the country and pacifying the world."

Yan Kunpeng looked at Ning Miao in disbelief.

I was not only shocked by her knowledge, but also by her meticulousness and observation.

He had heard of her background, and it was said that she was the orphan of an ordinary merchant in Jiangnan.

He never expected that a country girl would know "Ding Qiankun".

If you know "Ding Qiankun", it's not surprising that you know "Pingguolun".

"Madam, you really see through things like seeing through fire." Yan Kunpeng was full of admiration.

Ning Miao curved his lips: "The above shows that you have great ambitions and your heart is in the country."

"And I just took the initiative to ask you to do something serious and test you. I found that you are a gentleman and not a reckless person. Therefore, you agreed to lend your child not to take advantage of me."

"Based on the above two points, there is only one possibility. You have no choice."