The wife of the female Zun Kuaichuan is a doting maniac

Chapter 199 My Savage Husband (65)

He was her husband in the first place, and they were supposed to live together.

"I can't marry...um..."

Su Qiruo blocked Nan Jingmu's refusal, and she couldn't let him go.

She came to avenge the Nan family's hatred, and she came to hurt her husband.

Before dawn on the second day, everyone in the capital knew that Zhang's mansion was flooded last night.

A big fire almost burned the young master of the Zhang family to death, but fortunately, the night watchman found out in time and saved his life.

I just heard that the young master's arm was burned a lot, and even if it is cured, it will leave a scar.

Su Qiruo just twitched the corners of her mouth after hearing this, and still felt regretful in her heart, why didn't she burn Chu'er's mouth to pieces!
Relying on a broken mouth to make irresponsible remarks everywhere, this kind of person should have a bad tongue.

But no matter what, the anger was finally let out.

When Nan Jingmu heard the news, she was taken aback for a moment, and then felt a little unbelievable.

This is too coincidental!

But who in this capital would dare to set fire to Zhang's mansion?

Maybe it's just a coincidence.

Not wanting to meddle in other people's business anymore, Nan Jingmu's eyes fell on her own pillow, and her whole face couldn't help becoming hot again.

Su Qiruo was really ashamed that she bit his tongue last night.

He obviously should resist, but for some reason, his whole body is so soft that he can't use any strength, and he can't resist at all.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside, Nan Jing Mu hurriedly patted his hot face lightly, poured a cup of herbal tea and drank it in one gulp, only then did he feel calmer.

"Jing Mu, let's go, I'll take you to the streets. The streets of Kyoto are much more lively than Lihua Town, and there are many delicious and fun things to eat."

Su Qiruo strode in, smiled and said to Nan Jingmu, obviously in a good mood.

Nanjing Mu saw that she seemed to have forgotten what happened last night, and he couldn't take the initiative to mention it, so he got up and left the house with her.

The streets of Kyoto are very bustling, and Nan Jingmu just sat in the carriage and took a few sneak peeks.

Now I went out for a walk in person, only to realize that the street is wide and long.

Su Qiruo's clothes were not eye-catching today, and she walked very slowly, but she still attracted the attention of many people.

Nan Jingmu felt that something was wrong with Su Qiruo, and suddenly stopped in her tracks.

"what happened?"

Feeling that the person beside her was falling behind, Su Qiruo turned around and asked.

"Are you feeling unwell? Let's go back and come out another day."

Nan Jingmu frowned and said, although he wanted to go out for a walk, he couldn't ignore her body. He had always been on his mind, and only now did he notice that her face was pale, and her face and lips were bloodless.

Su Qiruo was startled, only then did she realize that her act of acting for the emperor was misunderstood by Nan Jingmu.

Just seeing the worry on his eyebrows made her feel happy.

Su Qiruo beckoned to Nan Jing Mu, and Nan Jing Mu strode to her side, thinking she wanted him to support her.

Unexpectedly, Su Qiruo suddenly whispered in Nanjing Mu's ear, "I'm in good health, this is just for others to see, don't worry."

Nan Jingmu was stunned for a moment before he realized it, but his mood became more and more heavy.

Reversing the case for the Nan family was much more difficult than I imagined. If someone as smart as Su Qi was so cautious, what should he do if he was so stupid?

Nan Jingmu suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness. He felt that the things he wanted to investigate were far away.

Su Qiruo glanced at Nan Jingmu, although she didn't know what he was thinking, she could feel his helplessness.

"The Mingxiang Pavilion in front is the largest tea house in Kyoto. The storyteller inside is very famous. Do you want to sit down?"

If Su Qi didn't want Nan Jingmu to interfere in the Nan family's affairs, she also didn't want him to know nothing about it.

That Mingxiang Pavilion is the property under the name of the Empress Dowager, and the story the storyteller is going to tell today is about the Southern General's Mansion compiled by the Empress Dowager's counselor, only the dynasty and name have been changed.

Not many people know the inside story, so few people will associate this story with Nanfu, and the princess is not afraid of being known by the emperor.

What's more, they originally wanted to take the opportunity to wake up the world. If everyone can understand, that would be the best.

Today's princess is no longer the one who only knows how to forbear in the past. Since she dares to do these things, she is ready to compete with Dongfang Yan.

The Crown Lady Kuan Ren is not stupid, in the past she just disdained to compete with Dongfang Yan, if she really used some tricks, then how could Dongfang Yan be the Crown Lady's opponent?

Nan Jingmu held the teacup in both hands, but didn't touch a drop of water.

The whole body was frozen listening to the story told by the storyteller, and his fingers were turning white because of too much force.

Although Su Qiruo felt distressed, she didn't say much to persuade him. He wanted to know these things, so she shouldn't hide them from him.

In the storyteller's story, how the Yang family was framed by treacherous officials, how the incompetent monarch trusted the treacherous officials, and all of these incidents could not be settled on Nanfu and the current emperor.

Nan Jingmu was cold all over, the story was over, he hadn't come out yet.

It wasn't until Su Qiruo asked someone to throw a piece of silver into the Xiaoer's arms and said "reward", that Nan Jingmu gave her a complicated look.

Is this a coincidence or her deliberate arrangement?

If it is impossible for Su Qi to know his identity, but today's story... why is it such a coincidence?
Su Qiruo smiled frankly, and gently squeezed Nan Jingmu's fingers.

"Let's go, let's go to other places and take you to try the snacks in Kyoto."

Nanjing Mu let Su Qiruo pull him, and bought him a lot of jewelry and clothes, as well as a lot of candied desserts.

Nanjing Mu also went from being absent-minded at the beginning to being full of surprise. Many things from his childhood faded away, and he didn't have much impression of Kyoto.

In addition, so many years have passed, and Kyoto has changed a lot.

Su Qiruo suddenly pulled him to stop in front of a shop selling rouge and gouache, Nan Jingmu looked up and frowned slightly.

"I don't paint these."

He knew that if Su Qi didn't like men wearing makeup, he wasn't keen on it either.

"You have taken care of me for so long, washing and cooking hurt your hands! It is said that there is a special hand ointment here, let's go and see, if there is, we will buy some, and you will apply it on time when you go back."

As soon as Su Qiruo finished speaking, Nan Jingmu looked down at her own hand.

In fact, his hands are different from those of other men, probably because he has practiced martial arts since he was a child, his fingers are thicker than others, and there are still many calluses on the palms.

Nanjing Mu quietly retracted her hands into her sleeves, feeling increasingly uncomfortable.

Her hands are much more delicate than his. The hands of this noble man in Beijing are not white, tender, thin and long. Even the servants in the mansion are all thin-skinned and tender. She doesn't like him like this. should.

(ps: Babies, Happy Lantern Festival!)
　Happy Lantern Festival, babies!

　　
　
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