Chapter 1556: Natural stay cool mushrooms (19)

   Qiao Xuefei nodded, just as she didn't want to stay here any longer, looking at the fake appearance of those people.

   She took Ling Wuwei back to Lingfei Pavilion and ate melon seeds with Ling Wuwei.

   "Are you still used to it at the Ruwang Mansion?" Although she had asked many times, Qiao Xuefei couldn't help but ask Ling Wuzhi again.

  Ling Wuzhi nodded: "I'm still used to it."

   Seeing Ling Wuyi's serious answer to her, Qiao Xuefei couldn't help grinning again and asked her, "Do you know what a habit is?"

"……do not know."

  Ling Wuzhi fed a melon seed into his mouth and looked at Qiao Xuefei blankly: "What is a habit?"

   Qiao Xuefei froze for a moment, then smiled again.

   Maybe it was because she was used to it, she always felt that as long as Ling Wuzhi was by her side, people's hearts would be more peaceful.

   And when Ling Wuzhi is not there, something is wrong.

   "Get used to it It means living comfortably in one place."

   Well, she didn't know how to explain to Ling Wuji so that Ling Wuji could understand the word 'habit', so she gave an explanation that she thought was easier to understand.

  Ling Wuyi snorted and replied, "I live very comfortably."

   I slept next to Mo Ruyu every night, although Mo Ruyu was uncomfortable for the first two days.

   But Mo Ruyu slept well last night, and it seems that he is used to sleeping with someone around him holding his arm.

  Ling Wuwei was fine. When she was not married to Mo Ruyu, she slept next to Qiao Xuefei. After marrying Mo Ruyu, she also slept well with someone by her side.

   "That's good." Qiao Xuefei said.

   "Feifei..." Ling Wuzhi looked at Qiao Xuefei and hesitated.

   Qiao Xuefei looked at her with some doubts: "Huh? What?"

  It is rare to see Ling Wuwei stop talking.

   This kind of feeling is a bit strange, as if she is not stupid.

  Lingwu pouted and asked her a little unhappily, "Will you marry the prince?"

   This question made Qiao Xuefei frown, and she asked Ling Wuzhi, "Why do you ask this question?"

  Ling Wuzhi said without thinking: "Ayu said that the old lady wants to train you just to marry Yi Heng. A Yu said that Yi Heng is the prince!"

   "I don't know what training is... I don't like the prince! I don't want you to marry the prince."

   Qiao Xuefei frowned, took Ling Wuyi's hand, and asked, "When did Prince Ru say that?"

  Why didn't she know that the old lady had cultivated her so hard so that she could marry Mo Yihe?

  Ling Wuzhi blinked and said, "That's the day!"

That day? It was... the day when Nangong Qinghan wanted to confess to her and she slipped away?

  Qiao Xuefei approached Ling Wuji and asked her in a low voice, "What did the Prince Ru say that day? Lingling, please tell me carefully."

  Ling Wuzhi tilted his head and thought about it, and told Qiao Xuefei the conversation between Nangong Qinghan and Mo Ruyu that day.

   But what she recited was messy, and people who didn't get along with her often couldn't understand what she was talking about.

   Qiao Xuefei can only get a general understanding after he strokes it for himself.

   Through the words that Ling Wuyi said that did not fit in the foreword, Qiao Xuefei thought about the importance the old lady had attached to her during this period of time.

   It seems... the old lady really has that meaning!

  No, it's not like, that's what the old lady meant!

  Nima... She finally gave up Mo Yizheng's marriage, she didn't want to just climb out of the pit and jump!

   Also, isn't Qiao Xuewei already engaged to Mo Yizhen?

   This old lady is also enough... Obviously they are all granddaughters, so Cen's birth is not a granddaughter?

   "Feifei, you haven't answered my question yet!" Seeing that Qiao Xuefei was thinking about things, Ling Wuyi called her angrily.

  Qiao Xuefei came back to her senses, looked at Ling Wuzhi blankly, and asked her, "Ah? What's the problem?"

   "It's the question of whether you will marry the crown prince!" Ling Wuzhi stared at Qiao Xuefei with wide eyes.

   Qiao Xuefei patted her head with a smile and said, "Don't worry, I won't marry the prince."

   After receiving Qiao Xuefei's answer, Ling Wuzhi seemed to be relieved, patted his heart, and said, "That's good! I don't like the prince!"

   "I don't like the prince either." Qiao Xuefei said.

   Thanks to Ling Wuzhi, if it wasn't for Ling Wuzhi asking her this question, Qiao Xuefei wouldn't even know what the old lady was thinking about—

The main purpose of    going back was to remind Qiao Xuefei.

   Now that the goal has been achieved, Ling Wuzhi is in a good mood.

  I didn't stay for dinner in the afternoon, so Mo Ruyu took Ling Wuzhi back to the Ruwangfu.

   "What did you tell Feifei?" Riding on the horse, Mo Ruyu looked down at Ling Wuwei.

  Ling Wuzhi looked up and looked at Mo Ruyu blankly: "What did you say?"

   "Yes, did you tell her that I said that the old lady trained her to marry the prince?" Mo Ruyu smiled gently, which didn't match his rough appearance at all.

  Ling Wu Zou Duduzui: "Yeah I won't let her marry the prince!"

Before    left, Qiao Xuefei had a few words with Mo Ruyu alone.

What    said, Ling Wuzhi didn't know just now, but now he knows.

   Qiao Xuefei is also a smart person, she thought that since Mo Ruyu knew so well, there must be a way to help her.

   She didn't want to sit still, because she could see that Mo Yiheng regretted canceling the engagement after she recovered her appearance.

   If the old lady asked Mo Yihe to marry her at this time, Mo Yihe would definitely be eager.

   The old lady has no intention of letting Mo Yihe and Qiao Xuewei break off their engagement, nor is it possible for Mo Yihe and Qiao Xuewei to break off their marriage, because their daughters from the Jinnan Houfu cannot always get engaged and break off.

   Even so, the old lady still wants her to marry Mo Yizhen...that is to make her a concubine or a concubine!

   She doesn't even want to be a princess, let alone a concubine or a concubine!

  Qiao Xuefei found Mo Ruyu and wanted him to help, but Mo Ruyu could not help.

   "Don't worry, I promised you that as long as Feifei doesn't want to marry the prince, she won't marry the prince!"

  Mo Ruyu raised his hand and touched Ling Wuzhi's cheek, but he didn't dare to exert force, feeling that Ling Wuzhi was too delicate.

   He took a handful of peeled melon seeds from his pocket and put them in Ling Wu Wee's hand, and rode on a horse slowly on the road.

  Ling Wushu leaned against Mo Ruyu's arms, very leisurely.

   "It's good to marry Nangong." Ling Wuyi suddenly said something, which surprised Mo Ruyu.

  The Nangong in Ling Wuji's mouth is of course Nangong Qinghan.

  Although Nangong Qinghan's name was mentioned to Ling Wuwei, Ling Wuwei only 'remembered' the word Nangong, and then he kept calling Nangong Qinghan Nangong.

   Mo Ruyu laughed, and her chest began to vibrate.

  Ling Wuyi raised her head and looked at him with a puzzled face: "Ayu, why are you laughing?"

   "I'm laughing, Lingling, you think the same as me."