My Wife Is The Big Boss

Chapter 49 Are you afraid of staring at you?

Tang Ning'er did not force her way in. Although her current status is that she is a disciple of Saintess in Miaojiang and has a noble status. If she comes to Xu State City in a big way, the Xu State prefect will greet her respectfully, and so will the Peacock King. In order to avoid making too much noise, they stopped outside the city and didn't get too close.

Tang Ning'er still regards himself as a small villager, and Fang Leng is just a young scholar, so when facing a behemoth like the Prefect's Mansion, Tang Ning'er does not want to cause trouble to Fang Leng because of himself. She wanted to see Fang Leng very much, and her longing for her was to the point of being unbearable. However, she still resisted the urge, looking at the gate of the Prefect's Mansion like a watchful stone, hoping that Fang Leng would appear at the door in the next moment.

However, in the current Prefecture, only people go in and no one comes out.

"What kind of trouble did the girl get into?"

Tang Ning'er suddenly heard a gentle voice and looked up, only to find that a low-key yet luxurious carriage had parked outside the prefect's mansion. The horse pulling the carriage was all white and had a hair on its head. Like the sharp corners of jade. The speaker was standing next to the carriage, wearing purple clothes with a gentle smile.

This man had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He was holding a folding fan in his hand. He looked elegant. The carriage behind him was enough to show that this man was rich or noble. However, Tang Ning'er just glanced at him and said: "Thank you, sir, I am just waiting." Husband."

She and Fang Leng have not yet gone to court, but they have already made a marriage agreement, and she has also moved to Fang Leng's home. In Tang Ning'er's view, this means that they are married and calling Fang Leng her husband. There's nothing wrong with that either.

The noble prince nodded and said, "This poetry meeting may not end for a while. If you don't mind, girl, how about I take you in?"

The defense between men and women in this world is not serious. Letting Tang Ning'er in will not be a breach of etiquette. As long as Tang Ning'er does not cause trouble inside, it will be fine. Judging from Tang Ning'er's gentle and dignified appearance, Xiaojiabiyu's appearance should be the same. Not a trouble maker.

Tang Ning'er heard this and was immediately delighted: "Thank you, Master!"

"It doesn't matter, it's just a little effort."

With that said, he walked towards the door of the prefect's mansion. When the guards saw it, they hurriedly greeted him and said, "Young master is back. I'll go call the prefect."

"No need, we're all at the door, so I'll go in by myself. I heard that my father is holding a poetry party again, and I don't know if there will be some interesting people."

This noble young master is Zhang Bin, the prefect's son. I was originally studying in the capital, but I heard that there was some unrest in Xu State City, so I rushed back to Xu State in the past few days, and happened to meet up with the Qiqi Poetry Club.

Prefect Zhang holds this poetry gathering every year, so Zhang Bin naturally won't find it strange.

He said a few words to the guard, then turned back to Tang Ning'er and said, "Girl, please come with me!"

Tang Ning'er followed him and entered the prefect's mansion. Zhang Bin took her to the garden. The crowd became louder. Zhang Bin then said: "Scholars who participated in the poetry meeting are all here. If the girl’s husband is among them, you can go and look for her on your own. This Qiqi Poetry Meeting is just for chanting about the Morning Glory and the Weaver Girl. How can lovers be separated because of this poetry meeting!"

Zhang Bin made a small joke and said: "I want to see my father first, so I won't accompany the girl."

Tang Ning'er nodded and was about to say thank you when he suddenly heard a wild and proud laugh inside.

"You pretty boy, you actually have the nerve to come to the Prefect's Mansion to participate in this Qiqi Poetry Party?"

When Zhang Bin heard this, he couldn't help frowning, and he felt unhappy about the person who spoke.

It seemed that there was some commotion in the garden. At this time, everyone else stopped chatting, and another voice said: "This brother is very interesting. One moment he said that people from poor backgrounds are not qualified to participate in the poetry meeting, and the next moment he said that he is handsome. People are not qualified to participate, but I didn’t know that it turns out that the qualifications of this poetry gathering held by the prefect are judged by my brother, which is really disrespectful."

When this voice came out, Tang Ning'er suddenly said excitedly: "Brother Xiao Fang!"

She recognized that it was Fang Leng's voice.

Tang Ning'er couldn't stand it any longer and trotted into the garden. Zhang Bin hesitated for a moment and followed.

At this time, the garden was already brightly lit, with many red lanterns decorating the festive atmosphere. When Tang Ning'er walked into the garden, he saw two groups of people at war with each other.

One of them happened to be Fang Leng.

Most of the people behind Fang Leng were only wearing Scholar's gowns, while some of the people opposite him were all in fine clothes. At a glance, it was obvious that there was a huge gap between the rich and the poor.

Next to Fang Leng, there was a thin man. Zhang Bin looked in his eyes and couldn't help but marvel, this scholar is really handsome!

Tang Ning'er didn't pay attention to anyone except Dao Fang Leng. She happily ran towards Fang Leng and came to him. She was about to throw herself into Fang Leng's arms when she suddenly remembered that this was not at home. There were other people around, so she stopped the urge abruptly, but suddenly stood still and timidly said: "Brother Xiao Fang!"

She was a little worried that Fang Leng was angry because she came so rashly.

But what Fang Leng did next frightened her. Fang Leng didn't care about others at all. He pulled her into his arms and said with a smile: "You can hug her if you want, don't be shy."

"There are so many people watching!"

Fang Leng looked calm, but Tang Ning'er couldn't bear it, but she didn't dare to struggle because she couldn't control her power now. It would be bad if she accidentally knocked Fang Leng away. . So she could only endure her shyness, bury her head in Fang Leng's arms, and act like an ostrich.

Everyone else present looked confused.

Hey, brother, you are quarreling with someone, what the hell do you suddenly start flirting with!

The young master in brocade who was silenced by Fang Leng before was named Zhang Xiu. He was the distant nephew of the prefect. He thought he had a respected position, but he didn't expect to be humiliated by Fang Leng. Now Fang Leng is like this. Ignoring him made him even more angry and said: "How unbecoming it is to hug and hug in public!"

Tang Ning'er was unhappy when she heard this. She was very shy at first, but she didn't refuse. It was no one else's turn to make irresponsible remarks. She turned around and glared at Zhang Xiu. Zhang Xiu looked at Tang Ning'er's purple eyes were suddenly in a trance. Everything around him became an illusion, and he could only see endless darkness in his eyes.

"ah!"

Zhang Xiu screamed in panic and took a few steps back before being supported by his friend behind him.

In fact, these people were a little reluctant to help him. They were so frightened by a girl's glare that they really wanted to pretend they didn't know him...

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