Dingjiangshan

Shen Tinghe still didn't believe Ning Yan, but she had no other choice.

The child was sleeping soundly in the swaddle, with her little hands tightly clutching the edge of the swaddle, unaware that her fate had been artificially changed for the second time.

Ning Yan stretched out his hand to tuck the edge of the swaddle, and gently scratched the side of the child's face with his knuckles.The young child didn't know what was going on yet, with his mouth half-opened, he was breathing heavily, showing no intention of waking up.

"It's quite worry-free." Ning Yan said.

His attitude was ambiguous, Shen Tinghe couldn't figure it out, and didn't dare to say anything.

Shen Tinghe wanted to hand over the child to Ning Yan, but he didn't know whether it was because he didn't dare or what, he stretched his hand halfway, but froze again.

Ning Yan sized her up and called out, "Qin Liu."

Shen Tinghe had met Qin Liu before, and still had lingering fears about that ghostly skill, subconsciously flinched, and looked at him with some trepidation.

Qin Liulue bent down, stretched out one hand to embrace the swaddle, lifted and pulled the bundle with one hand, put it half in his hand, and stood back beside Ning Yan.

Shen Tinghe's hands suddenly loosened, his heart tightened, his eyes followed the swaddling baby tightly and refused to move, and he said distressedly: "... Take it easy, don't hurt him anymore."

Qin Liu turned a deaf ear to it, and carried a swaddling baby with a wooden face, as if he was holding a piece of bedding.

Perhaps because of suddenly leaving the familiar embrace, the child seemed to have faintly sensed something was wrong, and twisted uneasily twice, as if about to wake up.

"Don't let the child cry." Ning Yan said: "Otherwise it will attract people, and it will be difficult to leave."

Qin Liu froze all over, lowered his eyes to look at the swaddle in his arms that was not on his arm, was embarrassed for a moment, lifted the swaddle up almost clumsily, imitated Shen Tinghe's appearance when he entered the door, and hugged the swaddle in his arms. into his arms.

Shen Tinghe stared at Qin Liu's movements reluctantly, and leaned over to look at the child, wanting to take another look at the child.

"Has the child been named?" Ning Yan asked casually.

"...Not yet." Shen Tinghe shook his head and said, "My lord is busy, so I won't have time to name him in the future."

"That's just right." Ning Yan said.

As Ning Yan said, he handed the chained hand to Shen Tinghe. Shen Tinghe saw what he meant, bit the corner of his lips, and took out a long copper key from his pocket.

Handing over the child meant that she had already made a choice between Ning Yan and Ning Zheng.At least for the sake of the child, Shen Tinghe couldn't let Ning Yan really die in Anqing Mansion.

Shen Tinghe not only wanted to let Ning Yan go, but also ensured that he returned to his territory safely, so as to ensure that his child was also intact.

In the past few days, Shen Tinghe almost turned the main courtyard upside down in order to find this key.Fortunately, Ning Zheng didn't take this thing away, but left it in a box in the study.

——Perhaps he didn't expect that there was a poisonous weed growing in his confidant, and he had the courage to stab him in the back.

Shen Tinghe's heart felt like a knife was being twisted, tears fell down in big drops, and her hands were shaking so much that she could hardly align with the keyhole.

Shen Tinghe felt guilty towards Ning Zheng and hated herself for being weak, but she couldn't watch the child die anyway, so she could only choose one of the two.

The heavy chains fell from Ning Yan's hands and feet, hitting the ground with a bang.Shen Tinghe shuddered, and the key in his hand fell into the haystack.

Jiang Ling, who had been silent since entering the door just now, stepped forward, brushed Shen Tinghe's side and passed him, bent slightly, and helped Ning Yan stand up from the ground.

"You made a good decision." Jiang Ling glanced at Shen Tinghe, and said slowly, "Because I never intended to help your husband."

Jiang Ling was careful not to mention that he was not Jing Zhan.After all, Shen Tinghe's decision was more or less due to the seven-star map. Jiang Ling didn't want her to feel cheated, so he kept the matter a secret.

But for Shen Tinghe, since the moment she saw Qin Liu, the defenses in her heart were broken, and it didn't make much difference to her whether she added Jiang Ling or not.

As long as Ning Yan's knife hangs over the child's head, Shen Tinghe will never dare to take risks.

"The concubine made an excuse to go out of the city to burn incense today, and someone has already tied up the car and is waiting outside the small gate." Shen Tinghe said in a low voice, "I will take your majesty there."

"Where are the people outside?" Ning Yan asked.

"They've all passed out." Jiang Ling leaned close to his ear and whispered, "They all tapped the acupoints and moved away, Brother Yan, don't worry."

Ning Yan hummed thoughtfully, but said nothing.

The situation in the mansion has been taken care of by Shen Tinghe, with Princess Changle as a helper, many things are indeed much easier to handle.The huge Changle Prince's Mansion seemed to have turned into an empty house within a few days. Ning Yan passed through several gates along the way, but he didn't meet a single person.

The small door that Shen Tinghe mentioned was in the southwest corner of the backyard, not far from the small kitchen. It seemed that the servants who bought it from the back kitchen walked in. There was still a piece of wet water stains on the green bricks at the door.

A two-set carriage was parked outside the door. Whether it was intentional or not, there was no driver in the carriage.

Qin Liu first got into the carriage with the child in his arms and looked around, then knocked on the wall panels everywhere to make sure there was nothing wrong with it, then put the child down and came out by himself, and nodded to Ning Yan.

Jiang Ling was a little concerned about the lack of a coachman, and asked, "Since the princess wants to burn incense, do you want to go with us all the way?"

Shen Tinghe was nervous for a moment, and seemed to answer, but Ning Yan took a step ahead.

"No need." Ning Yan said: "Three sisters-in-law don't have to make the trip out of the city due to the exhaustion of boats and vehicles—presumably the city guards know the frame of third sister-in-law, right?"

The second half of Ning Yan's sentence was directed at Shen Tinghe, and Shen Tinghe responded for a moment before nodding.

"That's good." Ning Yan said, "Ah Zhan, get in the car."

Jiang Ling helped Ning Yan into the carriage, and Qin Liu consciously sat in the driver's seat, picked up the bamboo hat on the seat and put it on his head, and pulled the reins.

Ning Yan seemed to have remembered something, half lifted the curtain of the car, and whistled.

Shen Tinghe froze for a moment, and looked at him puzzled.

"Third sister-in-law helped me, and I also helped third sister-in-law." Ning Yan said: "When you go back later, third sister-in-law won't have to go to the front yard—no matter how many people die in this mansion, you just don't care. Just know it."

Shen Tinghe froze, and while looking at the children in the car, he asked anxiously, "What do you mean!"

"If the third sister-in-law doesn't want the third brother to kill you in a rage when he comes back, then there is no need to stop me." Ning Yan stopped explaining after finishing speaking, knocked on the edge of the window, and said, "Let's go."

Qin Liu pulled the rein and urged the horse to move forward.

Shen Tinghe subconsciously leaned forward, wanting to take another look at the child through the window, but Ning Yan quickly put down the car curtain, covering everything inside the car, and could no longer see anything.

Shen Tinghe stood outside the door and watched the carriage go away. She chased forward a few steps reluctantly, and then forced herself to stop, trying not to think about the child's future.

——Perhaps, just looking at Ning Yan's heart for Ning Huaijin, he is also a person who values ​​love and righteousness, Shen Ting He thought.

But no matter what, the choice was made by her, and the person was let go by her. She only had the audacity to do this once in her life, and she had no way of knowing whether the ending was good or bad.

"...I can only help you here for my mother." Shen Tinghe said in a low voice.

Ning Yan leaned against the wall of the car and closed his eyes to rest from the moment he got in the car. Jiang Ling sat next to him, looking down at the child in his arms from time to time.

Although Shen Tinghe prepared a car, but the things in the car were not very complete, he only brought two bags of dry food and three pots of water, and nothing else such as bedding.

It's just that the situation is urgent, and there is no choice but to make do with it.

Before leaving the city, their hearts were more or less tense, fearing that something would go wrong when they left the city, but after leaving Anqing Mansion, Jiang Ling relaxed in his heart, and no longer put on that air.

She had been exhausted physically and mentally by pretending to be Jing Zhan these days, and when she let go, her whole body fell apart, she couldn't help but thumped her shoulders, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"It's too difficult." Jiang Ling said, "Why is it so tiring being my brother?"

Ning Yan didn't even open his eyes, smiled lazily, and said, "Pretending to be me is even more tiring, why don't I let you try someday."

"Forget it, I pretend that my brother has a lot of flaws, so I can only fool these people who have never met my brother." Jiang Ling sighed: "I will have a good rest this time when I go back to replenish my vitality. "

Ning Yan laughed again.

"By the way." Jiang Ling suddenly remembered something: "Brother Yan, how is your hand?"

"Fortunately, there will be Doctor Cheng when we go back, so don't worry." Ning Yan said.

Jiang Ling nodded, hesitated for a moment, seemed to hesitate to speak.

"Ask if you want." Ning Yan said.

"Brother Yan." Jiang Ling hissed, weighed the child in his arms, and whispered: "You really plan to steal the day and take Ning Zheng's child as your own?"

"Otherwise?" Ning Yan asked back.

"It's nothing. Such a big kid doesn't remember anything." Jiang Ling said, "It's just that it's weird to think of his biological father."

"You've already said that a child of this age doesn't remember anything, so as long as everyone says he was born by me in the future, he will naturally not know about Ning Zheng." Ning Yan said: "What's more, for me , this is already the best choice. The right time, place and people are the only ones left.”

Jiang Ling sighed and made it clear.

At this time, Qin Liu, who was rushing outside, seemed to have turned on the path, so he no longer had any scruples, and asked, "Your Majesty, where are you going at this time?"

"Where are the uncles and the others closest?" Ning Yan asked.

"My lord should be attacking Luzhou City right now, surrounded by Jinzhai and Huoshan counties," Qin Liu said.

Ning Yan thought about the terrain and location, and said: "Bypass Luzhou Mansion, change vehicles and horses at the farm in the next city, take the official road in the south, and transfer from Shucheng to Huoshan County."

"Yes." Qin Liu agreed.

"That's right." Ning Yan said: "Send a letter to Uncle Huang and let him know that we are going back, just say—"

Ning Yan paused for a moment guilty, coughed dryly, and said, "Just tell him to go back to Huoshan County and wait for me."