After saying that, Nan Qingjue directly ignored Nan Jinghuan, who was so angry that he was filled with smoke, hugged the restless Su Moliang tightly, and made a gesture to the sedan chairman, and left the prince's mansion with a carriage.

Nan Jinghuan, who was so angry that he collapsed in anger, stood alone and grinned.

Su Moliang was really frightened when he heard that he wanted to cook raw rice.

When she was really taken into his bedroom by Nan Qingjue, her face turned red and blue.

"What are you going to do?" She immediately covered her chest and stared at him vigilantly.

Nan Qingjue raised his eyebrows coldly, "Of course it's a wedding night!"

"Damn, who wants to have a wedding banquet with you! Get out of here!" Su Moliang was so shocked that his eyes widened and he suddenly became furious.

Nan Qing definitely seemed to have been used to her struggles for a long time, just pretending that she was tickling and not taking it seriously at all.

Just when Su Moliang was about to go wild, he suddenly threw her onto the bed, pulled the quilt and covered her body, then leaned over and kissed her forehead: "Sleep, don't worry me anymore."

The movements were very gentle, but the voice was very cold and hard, and the contrast was too large, which made Su Moliang shudder.

What the hell is Nan Qingjue doing?

Looking at her frightened expression, Nan Qingjue's tenderness was immediately extinguished.

He must be crazy to be gentle to her!

What he knew when he heard that Su Moliang was really married into the prince’s mansion!

It was an urge to kill her!

In this life, Nan Qingjue never wanted to come again.

Thinking of this, his face turned dim and he gritted his teeth and cursed it lowly.

Then, he called the sedan chairman out of the bedroom. Even though he was angry, he still kept covering the door for her.

Seeing this, Su Moliang was stunned and his mind was a little confused.

He was worried about her?

What are you worried about? What are you worried about?

He was fine when he entered the house, but he was dark when he left. He really couldn't guess what he was thinking.

Su Moliang's mind was full of questions, but the old man Zhenjun in the Medicine Cauldron Space was filled with a loud heart.

Nan Qingjue was obviously jealous and anxious to worry about her sudden remarriage to Nan Jinghuan!

I guess he knew that according to Nan Qingjue's temperament, when the empress dowager issued an order to let Su Moliang remarry, he could still be stable at first because he thought Su Moliang would not really get into the sedan chair, but she actually married into the prince's mansion and even worshiped Nan Jinghuan.

After receiving such exact news, Nan Qingjue was almost so angry that he could no longer sit still and rushed over without stopping.

Fortunately, Su Moliang did not really celebrate with the prince, otherwise Nan Qingjue would have really couldn't control himself and wanted to strangle her to death.

The old man Zhenjun discovered that although Su Moliang was very smart, he was an idiot in terms of emotions.

He observed three minutes of silent silence on Nan Qingjue's journey to pursue his wife

Su Moliang thought for a long time and couldn't make a conclusion, so he simply covered his head and fell asleep.

I got up too early today and had been struggling with the marriage between the third wife and Nam Jinghuan for most of the day. She was already sleepy.

After sleeping, she slept until late at night before she woke up quietly.

Su Moliang has always been sleeping lightly and is very alert, but for some reason, she slept very steadily in the territory of a black-bellied man today.

When she woke up in a daze, she rubbed her eyes and looked at the room curiously, and found an incense burner on the table not far away. The smell wafted out of the burner was fresh and pleasant.

She was curious, got up and walked over, unveiled the incense burner, looked at the medicinal herbs inside, and her eyes flashed with surprise.

Isn't this a jujube grass?

Although this jujube grass is not a medicinal material that has been around for hundreds of years, it is a particularly rare medicinal material. If it is not in a specific climate and soil, they will not be able to grow at all.

"This kind of treasure was actually used as a spice by Nan Qingjue, which is really a waste of resources!" Su Moliang smacked his lips in disagreement.

The old man Zhenjun from the Medicine Cauldron Space spoke speechlessly: "Girl, this medicinal material has the effect of calming the mind and helping sleep. It's not that they are wasting natural resources, they want you to have a good sleep."

Su Moliang didn't think about this level, and was shocked by the old man Zhenjun's expression when he was reminded by this. He closed his eyebrows in disbelief: "Is Nan Qing so good?"

Old Master Zhenjun rolled his eyes and ignored her.

At this moment, the green man who was waiting outside seemed to hear the movement inside, suddenly knocked on the door and asked in a low voice: "Miss, have you gotten up?"

When Su Moliang heard that it was Lu Man's voice, he was shocked: "Well, I'm up."

When Luman heard this, she pushed the door and walked in.

"Why are you here too?" Su Moliang remembered that after he was captured by Nan Qingjue, he forgot the green man behind his mind.

Luman blinked with a smile and said excitedly: "The Ninth Prince sent someone to take my servant and Madam An over, and specially arranged a room for us. She was very thoughtful."

When Su Moliang heard this, he was a little surprised.

Nan Qingjue looked cold and ruthless, but he didn't expect that he could be so careful that even her maid and nanny came to serve her.

This made Su Moliang a little satisfied.

For Luman, this was the first time that he had received such preferential treatment except Su Moliang. The Ninth Prince's housekeeper did not regard them as current people. Instead, he was flattered as a lady's friend, and her girlish heart soon became biased.

"Miss, you married the Ninth Prince, you really got married right."

Su Mo glanced at her and said, "What are you marrying? I haven't married him yet, okay? He forced me back."

"It is better to catch it back than to marry the prince voluntarily." Lu Man pouted.

Su Moliang had nothing to say to refute.

It seems that's true.

Perhaps, if you stay with the black-hearted man, Nan Jinghuan can give up and neither force her to marry her nor harass her.

If Nan Jinghuan is not giving up, then she will close the door and let Nan Qingjue go

Thinking of this, Su Moliang thought it was quite good.

Luman looked at Su Moliang in a good mood and laughed. She suddenly thought of something while smiling. She patted her head heavily: "Oh, look at my brain, Miss, the prince has prepared dinner for you. You are hungry for a day, hurry up and go to the hall to have a meal."

Su Moliang raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that Nan Qingjue was still thoughtful.

It was at least early in the morning, and he actually prepared a midnight snack for her.

Not bad, not bad!

Su Moliang nodded and walked towards the main hall with the green man.

As soon as he entered the hall, Su Moliang smelled a scent of rice. His belly, which had long been singing the empty city plan, was even more amazing.

Su Moliang was not polite, so he immediately sat down, took out the Sopo needle and inserted it into the meal to test the poison.

"I want to kill you, just move a finger, why bother to poison it!"

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from the entrance of the hall. The familiar sound quality and cold tone immediately made Su Moliang's hand holding the silver needle froze, and his face instantly jumped to embarrassment.

I saw Nan Qingjue sitting in with his shoulder carriage and sitting on the side of the dining table under the servitude servant. The maid immediately put dishes and chopsticks for him, and it seemed that she would have dinner with her!

"Uh, prince, you are so late and don't sleep?" Su Moliang looked at him in confusion.

"I can't sleep without dinner." Nan Qingjue replied coldly.

Su Moliang was surprised.

It's early morning, he hasn't had supper yet, so teasing her?

At this time, the green man on the side chattered and explained: "Miss, the prince hasn't eaten yet in order to wait for you to have dinner together. These foods were prepared early in the morning, but the lady has not woken up, and the prince doesn't let anyone disturb you sleep, so I don't know how many times the food has been heated by my servants."

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