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Chapter 506 What you envy now may be what you once gave up

Chapter 506 What you envy now may be what you once gave up

Watching the carriage drive away, Xiaohuan couldn't help but said: "Master, let them go like this, it's too cheap for them!"

"Is it cheaper?" Ning Xianxian shook his head, "Let's see."

With Ning Chengcheng's temperament, he loves vanity and can't stand being wronged.She will not be reconciled to the ordinary civilian life.

As for Liu Hanfeng, although he looks stable and peaceful, he is not a person who is content with the status quo, and she and she are simply a natural match.

What kind of life can these two people live without money?

Ning Xianxian is still looking forward to it.

The main purpose of her coming today was to get Ning Caicai's book and Lishu. As for the extra bag of money, it was a surprise.

She glanced at the back door of the Prince's Mansion, and when she was about to leave, she heard footsteps coming again.

A moment later, Mo Lin'an appeared at the door.

He was only wearing a light blue gown, his hair was tied with wooden hairpins, and he had a beard on his chin, making him look much more gloomy.

He looked at Ning Xianxian with a calm expression.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Ning Xianxian seemed to see a trace of melancholy in his eyes.

Lian Yun still remembered his duty, and immediately stepped forward to protect Ning Xianxian behind him.

The corner of Mo Lin'an's lips showed a hint of sarcasm, and he said calmly: "Why, Mo Ran sent you to protect her because he thought I would hurt her?"

Lian Yun raised his chin slightly, unmoved, and said, "Mo Lin'an, you must not leave this mansion."

Mo Lin'an didn't come out, he just stood quietly inside the door, looking at Ning Xianxian quietly.

"I knew you would come," he said.

"So, you know that Ning Chengcheng and Liu Hanfeng are going to elope?" Ning Xianxian said.

Although she was asking a question, she didn't feel surprised in her heart.

For someone like Mo Lin'an, even if he doesn't care about Ning Chengcheng, it's impossible for him not to know what's going on in his home.

She was just wondering, wouldn't Mo Lin'an be angry?
After all, Ning Chengcheng is his woman.

As if seeing the doubt in her eyes, Mo Lin'an twitched the corners of her lips: "Other women are just clothes in my eyes. They are fresh for a while when you first put them on. When you get tired of old clothes, why don't you go to them again?" Does it matter where she is thrown?"

Ning Xianxian actually thought about it seriously for a while, and said: "If it's the clothes I like very much, even if they are old, I don't like to let others wear them."

Mo Lin'an looked at her in surprise, and smiled: "You are so interesting."

Ning Xianxian smiled, and suddenly wanted to ask a question, so she asked, "Do you think I'm good-looking?"

Mo Lin'an's gaze slowly swept across her face, staring at her slightly thin face, smooth skin, and slightly raised nose, like star eyes carrying thousands of stars.

He said softly, "You are so beautiful that I am haunted by it."

"Really?" Ning Xianxian thought of the picture of him hugging Ning Chengcheng in his previous life, and felt that what he said was so ironic, "If I was ugly, would you still find me interesting?"

Mo Lin'an was startled, and slowly shook his head: "I don't know. If you are ugly, maybe I won't have the chance to stand here and talk to you. I don't think anyone cares what an ugly person is thinking Bar."

"No, you're wrong." Ning Xianxian said softly, "There was once a teenager who met a fat and ugly girl, and he thought that girl was very interesting and cute."

Mo Lin'an smiled indifferently: "Maybe that boy is also fat and ugly, so he resonates with girls."

"Ha ha……"

Ning Xianxian couldn't help laughing.

She smiled with crooked eyebrows and deep dimples, which made people feel that their hearts were brightened.

Mo Lin'an looked at her deeply, as if he wanted to engrave this smile in his heart.

Although he didn't understand why she smiled, Mo Lin'an suddenly felt that if he could have such a smile for the rest of his life, he would really be willing to exchange anything.

Never at any moment has he been so jealous of the man who can have her.

"I'm so jealous of little uncle Huang." He said.

"Actually, you used to have much more than him." Ning Xianxian stopped laughing, showing a meaningful and relieved smile.

At this point, she finally let go of the knot in her previous life.

She watched the other party's puzzled expression, and explained seriously: "Actually, that boy is the most beautiful person I have ever seen, and he is the sunshine in my life."

Mo Lin'an was a little at a loss.

Ning Xianxian no longer looked at him.

The past is over, and she will no longer have anything to do with him in this life.

Through the door frame, she saw Ding Cha standing behind Mo Lin'an, with a silent and gentle expression.

"Hi, Chacha." She raised her hand and greeted Dingcha with a light smile.

Ding Cha's heart trembled, and he walked to the door and whispered, "Xianxian, I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't leave you and Changzi behind. But...he has nothing now, only me and the child. I I want to be with him."

"I respect your choice. You don't owe me anything."

Ning Xianxian took the bundle from Xiaohuan, handed it to her, and said, "Ning Chengcheng probably stole most of it here. Take it back."

Ding Cha refused to reach out to take it.

Ning Xianxian stuffed the burden into her hands: "Even if you don't care, the child will always need it when it is born."

Ding Cha held the burden and wept.

From the time she chose to follow Mo Lin'an into this prison, her life was doomed.

Abandoning her family, friends and future, she chooses to accompany a sinner who failed in the rebellion, and will spend the rest of her life in this once gorgeous but now dilapidated prison.

But she has no complaints or regrets, and she is happy with it.

"I'm leaving, Chacha." Ning Xianxian said softly without looking at her tears.

Ding Cha looked at her back, choked up and said, "Xianxian, you...will you still come to see me?"

Ning Xianxian paused, did not speak, and left without looking back.

Ding Cha burst into tears.

Mo Lin'an stood beside her, always looking at Ning Xianxian's back, indifferent to her crying.

……

When walking out of the Huainan Prince's back house, against the sun, Ning Xianxian caught a glimpse of several sharp arrows.

Her heart trembled slightly.

She knew that they were soldiers from the Divine Army Battalion, who came to guard Mo Lin'an.

If Mo Lin'an had dared to take a step out of the back door just now, they would have let him die under the arrows without hesitation.

Presumably, Mo Lin'an was well aware of this.So he stood quietly inside the door all the time, not even trying to take a step.

It is conceivable that as long as there is Mo Ran, as long as the Great Zhou Dynasty is still there, Mo Linan will never be able to get out of this prison for the rest of his life.

……

Ning Xianxian took Xiaohuan and Fei Cui back to the carriage, and found that Mo Ran was already waiting there.

Ning Xianxian immediately lowered her face, walked around him and climbed onto the carriage.

Mo Ran stretched out her arms and hugged her tightly: "How long are you going to be angry? I just said you're thinner, isn't that right?"

"But you touched there... you said that!" Ning Xianxian whispered angrily in embarrassment.

"Where?" Mo Ran looked innocent.

But the sight he landed on her chest betrayed him.

"Look! Deng Tuzi!" Ning Xianxian pushed his face away.

Mo Ran turned his face away, and said sincerely: "I really didn't mean that. After all, since I met you until now, it seems that you haven't grown much..."

(End of this chapter)

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