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Chapter 321 Xianxian's Diary

Moran walked over meekly: "What are you doing?"

"I'll trim and trim it for you." Ning Xianxian put down the porcelain tile, stood behind him, reached out to pick up a strand of his hair, and carefully cut off the burnt hair at the tip.

Mo Ran picked up the tile and looked at it, and said, "I'm afraid it was artificially set on fire?"

Ning Xianxian hummed lightly.

"Are you going to report to the police, or?"

"We have all the witnesses and material evidence, it's the most convenient to report to the government." Ning Xianxian didn't want to argue with the old woman who was driven mad by jealousy and pink eyes.

"Don't take it too seriously." Moran said softly, enjoying the tenderness of her fingers wandering through the ends of her hair, "The higher you stand, the more enemies you will find. But it doesn't matter, it means , you are getting stronger and stronger. As long as you don't forget your original intention, no one can defeat you."

"En." Ning Xianxian paused his hand and said softly, "Thank you, Aran."

"Just a thank you for sending me away?"

"Are those two sentences enough?"

"At least it's possible to agree with each other..."

"You are so beautiful."

The two were talking and laughing softly, and Ning Xianxian felt that his fatigue had dissipated a lot as the winter sun shone warmly on his body.

……

After lunch, Ning Xianxian took a shower, then got into his soft bed, wrapped in a quilt, and fell asleep.

She hadn't had a good rest for several days in a row, she was really tired.

Now she just wants to take a good night's sleep. The big things will be discussed after she wakes up.

The dozens of personal guards led by Han Huan couldn't stay here forever.Eating and sleeping can't solve it.

After Han Huan asked Mo Ran for instructions, he asked the deputy general to lead them back to the town to station.

As for himself, he had to stay behind to protect his master.

Relying on the fact that his injury was not healed, Mo Ran sent someone to send a letter to the emperor, and of course, he lingered in this cozy courtyard full of idyllic style and did not leave.

Everyone in the village knows that there is a noble young master living in the small courtyard of the Ning family, so many people always take the opportunity to come in and have a look.

If it weren't for Han Huan's guarding, the originally quiet courtyard might have turned into a vegetable market.

Although Ning Xianxian felt a little annoyed, it was true that he was injured and sick, and he couldn't just drive him away.

In the evening, Ning Xianxian woke up after a full sleep, and heard Liu Chunhua say that two people came to the Yamen and took Ning Zhoushi and Ning Dayong away.

The people in the yamen didn't say anything, and everyone didn't know what was going on. This matter caused a lot of trouble in the village.

Ning Xianxian found Mo Ran in his study and saw him reading a book.

He was wearing a black fox fur cloak.

The circle of white fox fur around the collar of the cloak made him extravagant and gorgeous.

Ning Xianxian walked over and asked, "You sent someone to report to the official?"

"The deputy general has gone back, maybe Han Huan asked him to report to the official." Mo Ran's eyes looked at the book, "Why, I know that it was Ning Dayong who set the fire, so I can't bear it?"

"He dared to set fire, so I can't bear it. I just don't understand why he would do that."

"Don't think too much now, and don't settle this matter privately. Wait for the yamen to summon you. When you confront Bo in court, you will know the reason."

Ink dye said lightly.

Seeing him staring at the book fascinated, Ning Xianxian approached him.

After reading the contents of the book, she couldn't help but blushed, grabbed the book, and shouted, "Why are you flipping through my things?"

Mo Ran leaned on the back of the chair, raised her eyes, and looked at her with a half-smile: "So you still have the habit of keeping a diary?"

"I was just writing for fun!" Ning Xianxian felt ashamed that his privacy was being pryed into, and he said angrily, "You are forbidden to come near my study in the future!"

"It's okay not to be close to your study, but can I be close to you?" Mo Ran raised his long legs, stood up and surrounded Ning Xianxian in the table, gently raised a strand of her hair with one hand, and said in a low voice, "It turns out that you often miss me and worry about me?"

"It's normal to be concerned about missing a friend."

Ning Xianxian turned around and jumped out from his arms like a slippery little loach.

Her complexion has returned to normal.

In that diary, apart from some daily running accounts, there is only a little sigh of my little daughter's cold and autumn.

no big deal.

Mo Ran looked at his hands, thinking of the faint girlish body fragrance he smelt just now, and said with a smile: "When I recover from my injury, I'll see how you escape."

"When you recover from your injury, go back to Beijing immediately." Ning Xianxian pointed outside, "Go and see for yourself, how many older girls and daughters-in-law are outside my house, and they don't want to leave because of excuses."

Mo Ran didn't seem to hear: "Xianxian, I'm hungry."

Ning Xianxian was helpless at his pretending to be deaf and dumb, "What do you want to eat?"

"Want to eat what you made."

"If you let a cripple cook for you, won't your conscience hurt?"

"I'll carry you, you only need to move your hands, not your feet." Mo Ran bullied himself over.

Ning Xianxian turned around and left: "Wait and eat!"

After she walked out of the study, she first wrote a note and stuffed it into a thin cylinder, then released the carrier pigeon from the cage, tied the cylinder to the pigeon's feet, and let it fly out.

The letter was sent to Ding Cha.

She has suffered a loss here and must send a letter to Ding Cha immediately.While making him prepare, he also needs to transport some of the flowers from his place.

Seriously speaking, Kyoto is the focus of her business now.In Kyoto, she and Ding Cha secretly managed over a hundred acres of flower fields. Except for a small part for flower shops, most of them were used in factories to produce and experiment with various cosmetics.

Most of the money she earned over the years was in Kyoto.

Although the loss of the tens of acres of flower sheds planted by the family was not small, it did not hurt her foundation at all.

After all, the small flower shop owner in the town is just her superficial identity.

She was idle at the moment, thinking that Mo Ran wanted to eat, so she slowly moved into the kitchen.

Liu Chunhua and Ning Caicai are making dinner.

"The immortal is up? Are you hungry? There will be something to eat in a while." Liu Chunhua asked hurriedly.

She doesn't look out of the ordinary.

It seems that her feelings for Ning Dayong have basically disappeared in the past five years.

Ning Xianxian felt a little relieved, seeing that Ning Caicai was still there, she asked, "Sister, will you stay at home tonight?"

Ning Caicai lowered her head: "I plan to stay here for one night. But I'm afraid no one at home will cook dinner..."

Liu Chunhua snorted, "Are you afraid of starving your brother Hanfeng? I really don't know what's good about him, but you just serve him so wholeheartedly."

Ning Caicai blushed: "Mother..."

"Okay, okay! I don't want to see you like this." Liu Chunhua waved his hand, "Since you are thinking about it, go back. There is nothing that needs you here at home."

Ning Caicai couldn't help looking at Ning Xianxian.

Ning Xianxian secretly sighed: "If you want to go, go and see what I do."

"Then, I'll be right back after I cook." Ning Caicai took off her apron and left in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)