Rebirth of the scholarly lady

Chapter 816
"What did you say? This... Isn't this a long-term plan?" Nan Wenyun was a little incredulous.

"You want me to curry favor with Nan Jiezhen's rich relatives, and you want me to marry Xiahou Lingche. How can it be so easy to get so many things at the same time?" Nan Surou looked at him coldly, and said, "I Let me tell you the truth, Xiahou Lingche is a cold-blooded person, if you marry me to him, I have nothing to do with what happens in the Nan family, it's not that I don't want to care about you, it's that Xiahou Lingche doesn't Let me take care of it, and he won't even take care of it, so prepare yourself mentally."

"How...how is this possible?" Nan Wenyun stared at Nan Surou suspiciously, and said, "Rou'er, you just don't want to marry the prime minister, so that's why you say that?"

"Hehe~" Nan Surou sneered, and said, "Then let's wait and see."

Looking at Nan Surou's appearance, Nan Wenyun's heart skipped a beat. The big tree he can rely on now is this daughter in front of him. If she can't rely on her, who can help him?
Marrying a daughter, after receiving the dowry, the daughter will be a member of her in-law's family. When the time comes, the Nan family will go to her in-laws for help because of some major incident. It is good intentions if they are willing to help, and it is reasonable for them not to help. The married daughter will throw it out. of water.

Nan Surou's words made Nan Wenyun re-examine this relationship.

Recalling Xiahou Lingche's contradictory behavior of defending and obstructing at the beginning, Nan Wenyun felt suffocated in his heart.

In the end, Nan Wenyun's complexion became ugly, he thought for a moment, and said: "Then... as a father, I will not express my opinion for the time being."

In any case, Nan Wenyun is getting old, he has to look at the dowry first before considering whether to agree to such a marriage, if the dowry is not enough, he will return it, now look at it, if the dowry is enough for him to squander the rest of his life, it doesn't matter what, Anyway, he didn't drink or gamble, and now he tried to deal with those concubines one by one, and finally left Nan Yanxi with a son and other daughters.

When Nan Yanxi got older and got married, he would marry off all the other daughters. Anyway, they were concubines, so they should give less dowry and more betrothal gifts.

And instigate Nan Yanxi not to marry too many wives and concubines, just choose a beautiful excuse to control him, that's all.

Nan Wenyun was thinking about it, but Nan Surou saw something from his face. Knowing that Nan Wenyun hesitated, she was relieved.

However, Nan Surou felt dizzy when she suddenly relaxed from her tense state.

Nan Wenyun had just thought about something, when he raised his eyes, he felt that Nan Surou's expression was not right.

Nan Wenyun asked suspiciously: "Rou'er, what's wrong with you? Do you need to call a doctor?"

"No, I need to rest." Nan Surou stroked her forehead with her hand.

Nan Wenyun's eyes flickered, but he finally lifted his feet and left.

Nan Surou sat on the soft couch, stretched out her hand on the tea table next to her, poured herself a cup of tea, and hadn't taken a sip yet.

"It's not an option for you to delay like this. I have always been clear about what your father is thinking, and it is easy for him to agree."

Only Xiahou Lingche's tired voice could be heard from the dark place. Although he tried his best to appear relaxed, Nan Surou could still hear the problem.

"I can procrastinate as much as I want, and you can dispose of it however you like." Nan Surou said with downcast eyes.

"Why are you being so willful?" Xiahou Lingche sighed.

Nan Surou didn't even look at him, and said calmly: "I don't like you, everyone wants to use me, I don't accept it in my heart."

"Everything in this world is an exchange of equal value, without exception." Xiahou Lingche murmured, "It's just that some uses are called noble, and some are called despicable."

"You can say whatever you want, what are you here for today?" Nan Surou didn't look at him, "Can't you touch me?"

"You can't touch it, I want to help you remove this mark." Xiahou Lingche said without emotion.

"Then it's better to kill Yun Ai." Nan Surou sneered.

"Ah~ him, I almost succeeded in killing him." Xiahou Lingche murmured.

"What did you say?" Nan Surou looked up at him.

What does this mean?
Xiahou Lingche snorted, and said: "It's nothing, he won't come to trouble you for the time being, since you don't want to be in the same room with me so much, I'd better leave first, take care..."

A forced smile bloomed on his face, looking a little miserable.

Nan Surou said coldly: "If it's not true, then don't be so gentle with me, otherwise I will think you are sincere, and then I will get wrong again and get hurt again..."

"I have always had the same attitude towards you. You have always done whatever you want. Why are you angry? You are the one who has always had a bad attitude?" Xiahou Lingche said in a calm voice.

"..." Nan Surou was silent.

Xiahou Lingche walked up to her and stretched out his fingers to caress her cheek.

Nan Surou felt a little conflicted in her heart, but she didn't expect that she didn't dodge.

Just the touch made her heart beat faster.

How to do……

This is an emotion that only the worthless self in the previous life would have.

But in this life, what did she get?
Xiahou Lingche looked into her eyes and said in a bewitching voice: "I am the only one in the prime minister's mansion, do you want to come?"

"……Um……"

This may be an inescapable attachment, even if she refuses, she will not be able to resist the teasing of fate before long.

The early morning sunlight was extremely cold.

Nan Surou followed Xiahou Lingche to the prime minister's mansion.

They didn't enter through the main entrance, but just stood outside, and they felt a strong fragrance of roses coming towards them.

This scent is a jarring match to the winter snow.

The two floated into the misty Prime Minister's Mansion.

Nan Surou murmured in admiration: "You always like to choose a place with hot springs as your mansion, so that you can plant out-of-season things in the courtyard, but such a humid place is really not suitable for living, and it will cause rheumatism. pain."

"Anyway, you'll never survive, just enjoy yourself, and you won't live long if you care about so much." Xiahou Lingche said the cruel truth with a smile.

As the two of them spoke, they stepped onto the dreamlike stone path.

The aroma of roses stagnates.

The dreamy mist is freezing.

The oath of the previous life echoed in Nan Surou's heart, here...is the same Qiangwei Mansion as in the previous life.

Bluish shades of blue.

The sadness of Mingming.

The cool sunlight shines in through the mist, snuffing out the darkness, as if praising the visit of another world.

The faint scent of roses began to mix into the bright air that melted into the morning light.

"You still like roses so much, what does this mean to you?" Nan Surou stared at the clusters of white rose buds blooming petals.

(End of this chapter)