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Chapter 67 Is Auntie angry? Mrs. Duan... (please order in full)

On the bed.

Mu Wan Qingxiang squeezed into Ning Yuan's arms dripping with sweat.

"Husband, you must remember that no matter how many women you have in the future, you must love me."

Mu Wanqing lay on Ning Yuan's body and said seriously.

"rest assured."

Ning Yuan pushed Mu Wanqing's hair that fell in front of her forehead behind her ears, gently lifted Mu Wanqing's chin, turned over and pushed her down again.

…

After the storm.

There was a sudden noise outside the door.

"Mom, don't go in, my cousin is very kind to me."

"Hmph, what does he think of this place? He sent all kinds of women here, and he still dares to do this in my manor. He is so rampant. If he marries me in the future, won't he still have to suffer?"

Mrs. Wang pushed Wang Yuyan away, opened the door, and barged in.

"Why is aunt here?"

Ning Yuan immediately put on his underwear, while Mu Wanqing huddled under the quilt on the bed, with only her head exposed.

Seeing this scene, the jealousy in Mrs. Wang's eyes flashed away, but on the surface she said with a cold face: "If I don't come, won't you bully Yu Yan to death?"

"Yu Yan grew up in Mantuo Villa and is not familiar with worldly affairs. Now you just want to take another woman as your concubine, but you dare to bring us in front of us openly. You clearly don't take our mother and daughter seriously. "

Mrs. Wang scolded loudly and aggressively.

It seems like a mother is making the decision for her daughter, but in fact both parties know that Mrs. Wang is just using Wang Yuyan's name to make the decision for herself.

"Mom, my cousin is not like this. I have already agreed."

Wang Yuyan quickly took Mrs. Wang's arm and said.

After saying that, he apologized to Ning Yuan and said, "Cousin, don't blame me."

"Aunt, it's my nephew's fault. Let's do this. My nephew will definitely give a satisfactory explanation to his aunt tonight."

Ning Yuan said immediately.

After hearing this, Mrs. Wang's expression softened slightly, "Huh, I know it's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, but we have to discuss this matter. I'll see how you explain it to me tonight. . Yuyan, let’s go.”

After Mrs. Wang finished speaking, she glanced at Ning Yuan, pulled Wang Yuyan and turned to leave.

It wasn't until Mrs. Wang left that Mu Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief and said to Ning Yuan: "Husband, this woman has a really bad temper. If it weren't for the fact that she is your aunt, I would definitely make her look good."

Mu Wanqing raised her fist and said angrily.

"It's okay. My aunt is very talkative. I'll explain the matter to her tonight and everything will be fine."

"But I will let Abi take you to Yanziwu tonight to avoid any further conflicts."

Ning Yuan comforted softly.

"All right."

Mu Wanqing pouted reluctantly.

Later, after Ning Yuan had a meal, he began to practice.

He once again received the hundredfold increase brought by Mu Wanqing.

Ning Yuan opened the dog-beating stick technique he obtained from the elder Chuan Gong and began to understand it.

With the blessing of a hundred times the training speed, Ning Yuan quickly mastered the dog beating stick technique.

…

That night.

Ning Yuan came to Mrs. Wang's room.

Li Qingluo wore a light yellow gauze skirt, with her skin looming in the gauze skirt. The corset on her chest was tight, as if it was about to break at any time, outlining a deep ravine.

Seeing Ning Yuan, Mrs. Wang snorted coldly and turned her head to the side.

"Auntie is angry?"

Ning Yuan sat next to Li Qingluo, held Mrs. Wang's hand and played with the taste.

"snort."

Li Qingluo snorted coldly and said with a bit of jealousy: "Yes, we women have already grown old. How can we compare with girls who are twenty or eight years old? You may have forgotten us a long time ago, right?"

"What are you talking about? Why don't I come to comfort my aunt?"

Ning Yuan pulled the person into his arms, and the light gauze skirt could not block Li Qingluo's hot skin at all.

The plump body is crowded in the arms, and the fragrance is warm and soft.

"enemy."

Li Qingluo let out a coy sound and reached out to untie Ning Yuan's belt.

After a while, Ning Yuan sat on the bed, looking at Li Qingluo who was immersed in work, feeling satisfied.

As Li Qingluo raised her head, Ning Yuan could no longer bear it, pulled her up and fell on the couch.

One night of warmth.

Li Qingluo's face was rosy and she was very proud.

But these days, Dao Baifeng has been restless.

The last time I boldly served Ning Yuan with Li Qingluo, after the passion passed, I was filled with panic and regret.

I'm afraid that one day this relationship will be known to a fifth person.

"What an injustice. Now that Qin Hongmian knows it, and now Li Qingluo also knows it, who will it be next time?"

Dao Baifeng is not a fool.

She could tell that the other party had deliberately let her be seen by Qin Hongmian and Li Qingluo.

But the more people who know the truth, the greater the risk that the secret will be exposed.

She was now afraid that if she continued, everyone would know what happened. How should she face Duan Zhengchun, the people of Dali, and her own son then?

But now, because of this, she is deeply trapped in it and dare not leave at all.

Dao Baifeng sat in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside the window, feeling sorry for himself.

He was wet with tears and his face was full of sorrow.

No one can express the sorrow in my heart.

"Why is the princess worried? This junior is willing to share your worries."

Ning Yuan pushed open the door, came to the window, and said suddenly.

Hearing Ning Yuan's voice, Dao Baifeng was startled and turned around suddenly. When he saw Ning Yuan, his expression became even more complicated and he could only snort, "No need."

"I have stayed in Jiangnan for a long time, and I am planning to return to Dali in the next few days."

"Princess, do you want to return to Dali?"

Ning Yuan took Dao Baifeng's hand, pulled him up, stared into Dao Baifeng's eyes, and said: "Since the princess is here, why bother to leave in a hurry? What's more, I promised my second brother to send you safely." Hui, if you leave alone, won't I break my promise and break my promise?"

"Princess, you are trying to trap me into injustice!"

Ning Yuan lifted Dao Baifeng's chin and said seriously.

Dao Baifeng snorted, turned his head and said, "Don't say these words. I don't know what you are thinking or doing."

"I just feel sorry for you, Princess. After you go back, Princess, will you be able to tolerate Duan Zhengchun, who looks so different from you but cares about her?"

Ning Yuan sighed quietly.

"Isn't it the same for you?"

Dao Baifeng glared at Ning Yuan, "It's because of Duan Zhengchun's romance that I separated from him. Now you have more women around you than him."

"So, does the princess really want to become Mrs. Murong?"

Ning Yuan's eyes lit up and he asked playfully.

"Who wants to become Mrs. Murong!"

Dao Baifeng immediately denied it, glared at Ning Yuan and continued: "If my good Princess Dali doesn't do it, it wouldn't be funny for Mrs. Murong to do something. What's more, how many Mrs. Murong do you have?"

Dao Baifeng's tone was slightly mocking.

Not to mention Li Qingluo, who was already suffering from the same illness as her and was also shady, Wang Yuyan, A'Zhu, and Mu Wanqing were the only ones who had some disputes.

"Princess, you don't need to think about this. Princess just needs to stay here with peace of mind."

Ning Yuan pulled Dao Baifeng into his arms, "Don't worry, as long as you stay here, I will definitely let Duan Yu successfully inherit the throne and become the emperor of Dali."

Hearing this, Dao Baifeng froze slightly, finally sighed and said no more.

As Ning Yuan lifted her up, Dao Baifeng's face suddenly turned red and he scolded in a low voice: "What are you doing in broad daylight? Aren't you afraid of being seen?"

"Don't worry, my cousins ​​are not at the villa now, and my aunt also knows about our relationship. What are you afraid of?"

Ning Yuan threw the person on the bed.

Although Dao Baifeng was dressed plainly, with her clothes open on her chest, she showed a more seductive posture.

"Junior can't bear it anymore!"

Ning Yuan pressed down, and with a muffled groan, Dao Baifeng's eyes narrowed, and a touch of relief appeared on his face.

In fact, she didn't really want to leave.

During these days, she rediscovered the happiness of being a woman through Murong Fu.

Dao Baifeng's voice became louder and louder.

This is not the Zhennan Palace, and there is no one she knows. The only Mrs. Wang, like her, has an equally shady relationship with Murong Fu, so she does not need to deliberately suppress it like she does in the Palace.

"Aunt, you are so beautiful."

Ning Yuan pushed the hair on Dao Baifeng's cheek behind her ear and said softly.

"Don't call me aunt."

Dao Baifeng blushed and gritted his teeth.

"That's Mrs. Duan?"

Ning Yuan asked playfully.

Dao Baifeng snorted and did not refute.

"Madam, you look like Guanyin descending to earth. I want you to sit on Guanyin again."

Ning Yuan turned over and pulled Dao Baifeng up.

"Nonsense."

Dao Baifeng blushed and snorted, but she felt a little proud in her heart. She sat up straight, bit her lips tightly, and satisfied Ning Yuan's request.

Looking at Dao Baifeng with wild black hair, Ning Yuan also felt excited.

…

A few days later.

Ning Yuan walked out of Dao Baifeng's room again feeling refreshed.

"Auntie, have a good rest, and my nephew will leave first."

Ning Yuan stood outside the door, cupped his hands and said.

In the room, Dao Baifeng was lying on the messy bed with rosy cheeks.

Not long after Ning Yuan returned to Yanziwu.

Abi returned to Yanziwu with an invitation.

"Sir, here is an invitation from my master."

"Besides this, there is news from the Beggar Clan that a formal sect leader's succession ceremony will be held in Luoyang in ten days, and you need to attend in person, sir."

Abi entered the palace, handed an invitation to Ning Yuan, and said at the same time.

"oh?"

Ning Yuan opened the envelope and saw the contents inside, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Sure enough..."

The content in it is to invite him to go to Leigu Mountain, Tian Deaf and Di Mute Valley to crack the Zhenlong chess game.

And he has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

He wants Wu Yazi's skill, his identity as the leader of Xiaoyao Sect, and Xu Zhu's opportunity.

This is why he let Ye Erniang go, just to use Ye Erniang to disturb Xu Zhu and destroy Shaolin's reputation.

"Son, what did master say?"

Abi asked curiously.

His master was none other than Kang Guangling, the eldest disciple of Su Xinghe, the eldest disciple of Wu Yazi, and the leader of the Eight Friends of Hangu.

"I was invited to solve a chess game. They happen to be in Henan. We will go to Luoyang first and then to Leigu Mountain. Abi, you can make arrangements. We will set off tomorrow."

Ning Yuan put away the invitation and said.

In addition to the superficial ritual, he also wanted to obtain the secret book of "The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" from the Beggar Clan.

After all, he is now the leader of the Beggar Clan and has already practiced the "Dog Beating Stick Technique", so he should be able to practice the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" as well.

"yes!"

Abi replied immediately.

That night.

Ning Yuan looked at Wang Yuyan, Mu Wanqing, A'Zhu, A Bi, and Zhong Ling sitting on both sides.

"Tomorrow, I am going to Leigu Mountain to participate in an invitation. Which of you wants to go?"

Ning Yuan asked directly.

"I."

"We all want to go."

All five people said happily.

Everyone wants to go to the rivers and lakes to experience things and appreciate different scenery.

"Okay, in that case, let's go together."

Ning Yuan felt helpless.

But after everyone left, Zhong Ling secretly returned alone.

"Zhong Ling, why are you back?"

Ning Yuan looked at Zhong Ling curiously.

Zhong Ling held the corners of her skirt with both hands, came to Ning Yuan, and whispered: "Brother Murong, what do you think of me?"

"Of course it's good."

Ning Yuan pretended to be puzzled.

When Zhong Ling saw Ning Yuan in front of him, he suddenly stepped forward and kissed Ning Yuan on the face, then ran out with a blushing face.

"Ah……"

Ning Yuan touched his cheek, shook his head and chuckled.

Early the next morning, Ning Yuan set out with the five women, Bao BuTong, Feng BoE and others.

And the day after they left.

Qin Hongmian and Gan Baobao also rushed to Yanziwu.

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