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If it's for her, it's not even half of the Xie family. Before, they were bullied by the Lu family to such a degree that they couldn't help each other. Now it's too funny to really come to her.

In order to interrupt Qingning's words, they are also puzzled by the Xie family's visit.

Just after the people outside the hospital reported it, another voice came, "master, I have arrived in the front hall."

The Xie family is different from the ordinary aristocratic family. They have all kinds of students in the world, and they are quite noble. Even the Marquis family is not easy to get big in the Xie family.

"My father My father came to pick me up

Suddenly, a seven or eight year old boy came out of the kitchen door. His feet were still tied, and his carrot was only half eaten.

Tearful, quite funny.

Young master of Xie family?

Qing Ning's eyes fell on the boy. He was born well, but there was something strange in his behavior.

"Ah, my trousers are broken. My father will teach me a lesson later."

The shadow guard stood all over the yard, and there was one who had tied him in before, but the little boy didn't see it at all. He focused on his worn-out trousers, but his black eyes flashed a hint of cunning.

The Xie family is very strict. If there is such a boy, either his mind is too precocious, or the Xie family has a conspiracy.

Before entering the mansion, the young Marquis announced that he would bring the boy into the mansion of Changfeng marquis. I'm afraid he also meant to bring in the visitors.

The boy struggled to untie the shackles on his legs, but was told to hold them down: "be honest, what do you want to do?"

As soon as the boy changed his disregard for the public, he turned to look at her tearfully: "sister, I hurt..."

The little Marquis hit him on the head with a fan, "be honest if you know the pain!"

The commissar pulled zhinuan's sleeve wrongly, and he was clever for a moment.

When Qing Ning saw him playing tricks on others in the street, he was shocked by these two faces, and his eyes fell on Qin or.

Two people look at each other, can't help but flash a burst of emotion that can't explain clearly.

Without a word, they walked out of the hospital side by side.

Xuanyi purple shirt flutters to a place, there is a light repetition, but two people's minds are not on it.

Qing Ning's heart is even more depressed. Although she has nothing to do with the Xie family, what does it mean to connive at a seven or eight year old child and fight against her in the street?

The city of Mingzhou has never been a place of lightness.

It is clear that these two people who have a tacit understanding have to do something about one thing. How can they not get around.

After all, the shadow guards saw the crowd and looked at each other.

The little boy also pulled zhinuan's sleeve and refused to let go, "sister, you are the only one who is a good man here. Would you like to go with me to Dad's place?"

"Good man? Only you Xie family are good people? "

After that, he shakes a hundred fold fan to go out of the courtyard.

Know warm suddenly feel sleeve suddenly sink, want to say what to say again not to come out, have to complexion not good with the little boy to follow forward hall.

Said that leaves the earliest Qing Ning complexion is not too good.

After singing such a farce, I'm still warm. I can't make sense of Qin. Another Xie family, who has never been in touch with before, is a big headache.

The kitchen is still a long way from the front hall, and she strides forward with a slightly disordered breath.

Qin or on the side of the body puts down the speed without any trace, and suddenly reaches out to hold her.

"Evil, what are you doing?"

Qing Ning Mou color is a little nervous, don't know what he does this move for a moment.

The fingertip is warm and cool, but the ink eye is a little deep, and says: "if you go back temporarily, just get up and leave."

She slightly Leng for a while, some warm heart inexplicably spread.

In this world, she has never had any relatives, and the so-called Xie family will never be.

It's just that the Xie family, who should treat each other politely in the princes' mansion, doesn't understand anything in Qin or's eyes. Maybe it means that he doesn't want her to be unhappy.

The idea behind just flashed by. Qing Ning couldn't think more.

The flowers bloom just in time in the front hall, and you can smell the fragrance of tea from a distance. The maid on both sides salutes and goes through it.

Then he saw a Confucianist sitting in front of the guest seat in the front hall. When he saw the visitor, he said, "Your Royal Highness, Rong Wang..."

The vision turns to fall on the Qing rather body, the fundus of the eye flashed a trace of complicated facial expression, although just a flash but pass, she actually noticed.

The man in the hall was in his early 40s. It had nothing to do with his appearance and clothes, but his temperament was very different from that of Lu Lianghua, who was in the ups and downs of officialdom. The wide sleeve green shirt had a certain style of celebrity.

Even though Qing Ning didn't like the Xie family at first, when he saw this man, he couldn't help sighing:

the people of the Xie family really lived up to the rumors."Thank you."

Qin or nodded slightly and sat down on the top. The fragrance of tea curled up, and they stood together.

The Xie family retreated to Mingzhou and was demoted to the magistrate. Even though the emperor was far away, they were still ministers.

He just said so, no more words below, it seems that he didn't want to sit down at all.

Beckoning Qingning to sit down beside him, the maid on both sides will come up to make tea. The teapot has just been lifted up.

Then listen to Rong Wang Ye way: "tea is cold, don't continue."

There was a pause in the maid's hand, and the mist of the teapot was still slowly coming out, but he did not dare to move.

Qingning sits quietly beside him, looking at Xie Bowen standing at the bottom, maybe out of curiosity about the original owner's life experience, she can't help looking more.

In this northern Qin state, if you talk about the style of the aristocratic family, if the Xie family says second, no one should dare to say first.

A lot of complicated thoughts, after such a sentence of disaster, she suddenly brightened up, people go tea cool, the original owner has gone so long, if there is another world in this world, it should be much better than here.

What's the relationship between these people who never appeared in the original life and her?

Qin or always seems to have such a magic, no matter where people are, they can always turn there into his home in a moment.

Just like now, it is clear that they are in the house of marquis Changfeng, but they are more in awe of him than the young Marquis, and none of them is surprised.

"Your Highness, early summer is the time to try new tea with boiling water."

Ruya such as Xie Bowen, obviously also to Rong Wang's temperament is not the first day to see, still posture calmly replied.

Qin or sitting in the chair, posture is lazy.

Mo Mou micro sink way: "so say, Xie Qing is specially come to long breeze Hou mansion to look for this king to drink tea?"

Just as she said that, the maid took a new cup from the door and put it on the case respectfully. Then he took it by herself.

Qinglie spring water poured out of the pot, white jade for the cup, his fingertips Baize also did not lose half, as if no one else first handed a cup to Qingning.

Lip slightly Yang is a gentle smile that can not be ignored, Qing Ning then some inexplicable, busy for most of the day, now really some thirsty, a sip and then used up.

Feng Mou but some tiny light up, light way: "this water pour is better than tea."

Qin or with a smile to her continued a cup, gesture intimate seems to completely ignore the existence of others.

"Madam, what you see is exactly the same."

Qing Ning's face was slightly hot, but he ignored Xie Bowen for a moment.

Holding the water cup, Su finger tightly closed, try to keep the tone light: "although hot tea is good, but there will always be a cooling day, not to mention cold water, how can it be brewed to open tea."

Looking at Xie Bowen, Feng's eyes unconsciously brought a trace of coldness. The so-called blood is thicker than water is empty talk.

The latter's face was a little dull. I had heard that Qing Ning had made an appointment with King Rong, which caused an uproar between the government and the public at that time.

But did not think, this rumor all people think that will not be long a pair of people, bursts of together, even harmonious, people embarrassed horizontal here to disturb.

After pondering for a long time, he still said to Qin Huo, "Jiaci is old. I hope to see Qingning."

Does the corner of Qing Ning's mouth involuntarily stir up a touch of cold arc, think to take the old man to say a thing, harm will speak a little better?

It seems that Mr. Xie has been far away from Kyoto for a long time. Many things are not clear.

Qin or smell speech, complexion as usual asked: "Ling CI is this Wang's wife who?"

This words ask of very magnanimous, even Qing Ning listened to also want to drum a palm.

Who are the Xie family and her husband?

When she was in a crisis, no one helped her. When she was struggling in the Lu family, she didn't have a word to ask. Now when she wants to see her, does she have to come to the door and recognize her relatives?

Dream!

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