The Concubine's Rebirth: The Poisoned Wife Does Not Bow Down

Chapter 157 Trap 10
"Is there a flower party at Li Shangshu's house? Are the other sisters in the family going too?" Hearing that he was going to Li Shangshu's house, Nie Zhaoyang immediately thought of that Li Da who had a bad conversation with him in the He Family School today. Miss, she felt disgusted immediately, but she didn't show the slightest bit on her face.

"Ziqiong and Yanran used to go out often, but this time they won't be together. Tomorrow your mother will take you with Yunluo. That girl Yunluo is good at everything, but she is too timid and rarely goes out on weekdays. Your You have a good temper, take care of Yunluo tomorrow." King Rong said with a smile.

"Dad, don't worry, my daughter knows." Nie Zhaoyang nodded with a smile, and then continued to embroider the two-petal wintersweet flower in his hand.

Afterwards, King Rong didn't say much, but just held the teacup and tasted it carefully, while Aunt Yue and Nie Zhaoyang carefully embroidered.

Listening to Aunt Yue explaining the points that need to be paid attention to when embroidering, Nie Zhaoyang pretended not to look up, seeing Aunt Yue smiling, looking back at King Rong from time to time while embroidering, and then looking at himself with eyes full of satisfaction, as if It's a look of joy.

Knowing that King Rong and Aunt Yue must have something to hide from him, and knowing that even if he asked, he would not be able to find out anything, so Nie Zhaoyang calmed down and began to embroider flowers carefully.

Seeing that the wintersweet flower in Nie Zhaoyang's hand had two extra petals, King Rong also sat in Luoyingzhai and drank another cup of tea, then got up and went out, saying that he was going back to Tingfengtang to handle some business, so Aunt Yue put down The needle and thread in his hand led Nie Zhaoyang to get up and see him off.

After sending off King Rong, Aunt Yue refused to let Nie Zhaoyang embroider any more. Instead, she found Mother Lan and Yuxin Yujie, went to Nie Zhaoyang's room together, and rummaged through the boxes to pack them up.

Seeing Aunt Yue picking up clothes one after another and gesticulating towards him, with a sincere smile on her face all the time, Nie Zhaoyang felt a faint unease in his heart.

That night, King Rong still stayed in Luoyingzhai.

Nie Zhaoyang went back to the room early after dinner, flipped through a book and told Yuxin Yujie to make the bed and lie down.

In the middle of the night, except for a few long-burning lamps that were still burning brightly in the courtyard of Luoyingzhai, the other rooms were completely dark.

Faintly heard the sound of clappers in the middle of the night coming from outside the window, Nie Zhaoyang, who had been lying on the bed and seemed to be fast asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, and there was no trace of sleepiness in his black and white eyes.

There was an ever-burning lamp in the room, and under the shadowy light, Nie Zhaoyang rolled over and got out of bed lightly.Nie Zhaoyang didn't wear shoes on his feet, and just stepped on the ground with a pair of bare feet.Because it is early summer, the thick carpets in the house have already been put away, and after only three or five steps on the mirror-smooth glazed floor tiles, a sense of coolness climbs up the soles of the feet.

The reason why he chose the third watch was because he knew that this time was the time to sleep soundly, and walking barefoot all the way would hardly make any noise, so Nie Zhaoyang bypassed Yuxin who was watching the night in the inner room with confidence, picked up the The teapot on the yellow rosewood table returned to the bedside, and poured the big pot of tea on the thin brocade quilt with chrysanthemum pattern firmly.

Putting the empty kettle back on the table, Nie Zhaoyang stretched out his hand and squeezed the drenched chrysanthemum-pattern brocade quilt, and nodded in satisfaction.Her current body was already suffering from a lack of vitality and blood. If she slept overnight wrapped in such a cold quilt, it would probably be difficult to get up the next morning anyway.

(End of this chapter)