Chapter 295

It's impolite to be distracted when talking.

Miss Jun chuckled and shook her head.

"No, I suddenly thought of something else." She said.

Ning Yunzhao now means to ask her why she wants to drink a bar?

The question was quite tactful.

"Well, it varies from person to person." She replied.

Master said, there's nothing to say. When you say something about yourself, other people won't notice it. Children can't understand the things of adults. It's difficult for adults to understand the troubles of children. Today's troubles, tomorrow's troubles are not necessarily troubles. Tomorrow's troubles, let's talk about tomorrow.

Now her story is that others can't feel it.

Ning Yunzhao smiled and didn't ask again. Instead, he took a big sip of the wine and looked at the curved moon in the night sky.

When he is in a bad mood, he doesn't like being asked, so he likes to do what he wants to do quietly.

Put yourself in the same place and let her do whatever she wants.

They didn't talk any more. They drank a lot and sipped a little. They looked at the moon, looked at the street view, and listened to the noise of the night market around them.

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Xiao Ding takes back his sight from here.

If you want to be elegant, you can only do common things.

He moved to Liu Er, who was eating fried melon seeds, and piled up a smile on his face.

"Sister liu'er." He cried sweetly.

Liu Er didn't even look at him.

"Sister liu'er," Xiao Ding smiled, pushed a plate of candied fruit in front of liu'er and lowered his voice, "what did your miss do today?"

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When Ning Yunzhao woke up, it was already daybreak. When he opened his eyes, his eyebrows were sore. This was the result of a hangover.

In fact, he seldom drinks. He always thinks that drinking is boring. The wind and moon can recite and feel. He doesn't have to have wine to enjoy himself.

But I had a drink last night and thought it was very interesting. Although I didn't recite the wind and the moon, I didn't have like-minded companions, but with a girl.

Ning Yunzhao raised his hand and pressed it on his forehead, as if to ease the inapplicability of drinking.

He never wanted to drink with a woman.

And it feels good.

Although I didn't seem to say anything, I just drank, watched street view and ate barbecue.

The corners of Ning Yunzhao's mouth couldn't help but flutter, but soon fell down again.

She must have been in a bad mood yesterday. I don't know whether one wine can solve a thousand worries.

But she didn't drink. She drank a little too much.

It depends on whether others can drink better.

Ning Yunzhao propped himself up, and Xiaoding outside heard something and ran in.

"Young master." He had a bowl of water in his hand.

Yellowish and reddish, it smells sour and sweet.

what is it?

"This is the powder given by Miss Jun last night. It says it can relieve the discomfort of the hangover." Xiao Ding said.

Did she give it? Why don't you remember?

"Young master, you've drunk too much. Go ahead and don't see it." Xiaoding smiled.

Ning Yunzhao looked slightly embarrassed. He took the soup bowl and drank it in one gulp. The entrance was sour, but it shocked people's spirit, and the stuffy swelling on his forehead disappeared.

"Do I drink a lot?" He said, "no gaffes?"

He doesn't even have that sense of propriety, does he?

"No, No." Xiao Ding shook his head hurriedly. "Young master, you are polite in advance and retreat. You look warm and generous. You are not drunk at all. Miss Jun said that this is not to relieve drunkenness. It means that people will feel uncomfortable after drinking."

Ning Yunzhao said.

"She said." He said, putting down the soup bowl, picked up a wet towel and wiped his face.

"Yes, Miss Jun said that she can't guarantee anything else. She has the best guarantee of medical skills. She also said that this medicine was just made by her and will be sold in Jiuling hall. The young master is the first person to use it." Xiaoding said with a smile.

"It seems that I'm really drunk." Said Ning Zhao, throwing the wet towel to Xiao Yunding.

Otherwise, she said so much that she didn't remember at all.

Xiaoding put down his wet towel and prepared hot water. He watched Ning Yunzhao punch in the room and move his body.

The six skills of a gentleman. A scholar is not fragile. He should be able to ride a horse, shoot arrows, dance swords, play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Ning Yunzhao finished his boxing and feet, sweating all over. He took off his clothes and wiped them with hot water. Xiaoding brought clean clothes to serve.

"Young master, I know one more thing." He said with a smile.

Ning Yunzhao put on his coat without looking at him.

"I know where Miss Jun went yesterday." Xiao Ding continued.

Ning Yunzhao said.

"Miss Jun went to see Princess Jiuli get married." Xiaoding can't wait to say.

Ning Yunzhao said again, and the movement on his hand slowed down.

Yesterday was the day when Lu Qianhu and Princess Jiuli got married. Half the city went to see the excitement. It was really interesting for a girl.

But after seeing the marriage, why are you unhappy?

He remembered a few conversations that seemed to have happened last night.

"Do you have any trouble?"

The girl asked him sideways.

Ning Yunzhao thought seriously and shook his head.

"Not really." He said.

It is reasonable to say that when a person asks you if you have anything, he actually means that he has and expects you to have fun or sorrow.

The most reasonable and considerate answer should be to say that you have, and then discuss it together, so as to resolve each other's emotions.

But he answered no, he really didn't.

His birth, his talent, all let him succeed with the wind and water. If you have to say that you have trouble, it's just that a teenager is not sensible and strong to say worry.

That's not trouble at all. When I was young, I said it was ridiculous, but now it's also ridiculous.

"Isn't my answer very rude?" Ning Yunzhao said with a smile, "does it look like showing off?"

How many people in the world have more or less troubles, or suffer from greed, anger, hatred and hatred for survival or desire. People who can't find troubles like him are really envious, jealous and even hate.

Especially when others have trouble and want to say trouble.

There is no way to continue this topic. Other people will probably leave in embarrassment or embarrassment.

He remembered that the girl didn't walk away, but laughed.

"I haven't used to." She also replied seriously.

Thinking of this, Ning Yunzhao's mouth flew and tied his belt quickly. Xiao Ding had brought his shoes and half knelt down. Ning Yunzhao sat down and raised his feet.

"That trouble is neither natural nor permanent, but has birth and death. Not having it before doesn't mean not having it now. Not having it now means having it in the future. If you have trouble, you can solve it." He remembered laughing and saying.

"Can't you solve it?" Miss Jun asked seriously.

"Then wait." Ning Yunzhao said.

At this point, Miss Jun smiled again and raised her glass to him. He drank into the wine pot, but she still tasted it.

"Young master, do you think Miss Jun is unhappy because she feels sorry for being married?"

Xiao Ding's voice interrupted Ning Yunzhao's reverie.

How do you feel about yourself when you see others get married?

"What do you feel about yourself?" He asked, rising.

Xiao Ding stood with his hands down and lowered his voice.

"Miss Jun was going to marry the young master..." he said, "but the engagement is not gone."

"Nonsense." Ning Yunzhao frowned and said, "she can't be so boring."

Is this boring? Is it boring to want to get married? Boring, you still think about the girl every day.

Xiao Ding tilted his mouth and lowered his head.

Ning Yunzhao stamped his feet and straightened his clothes.

"Well, I'll see my husband." He said.

Xiaoding hurried to the table, picked up the books and notes that had been placed, handed them to Ning Yunzhao, and watched Ning Yunzhao go out.

"Young master, you haven't eaten yet." He suddenly remembered and shouted.

"No more." Ning Yunzhao's voice came from outside, and people had walked away along the Yonglu road.

There are dense trees on the road, and the hundred year old trees are scattered, adding more seclusion in summer.

Ning Yunzhao slowed down for a moment, looked at the study in front, listened to the faint sound of reading aloud, and frowned slightly.

Is it really because of this?

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