Domineering Female State Advisor

Now that things were successful, he was naturally in a hurry to see his teacher. He did not know much about what happened at that day's garden party, but his intuition told him that a lot of things must have happened that day.    

    

"Since that's the case, let's go drink. Today, I'll bring you to the Flower Preserving Tower!"    

    

Yan Wuchen was very clear about Dongfang Ning's temper. When Dongfang Ning had entered the city that day, he had seen her fierceness, and after he had returned to the capital with the First Prince of the East and heard that Dongfang Ning had kicked a woman for an examination in the garden, he had wanted to laugh.    

    

"Do you know that An Ran is more arrogant than she should be?"    

    

Yan Wuchen thought as he walked. Who would have thought that he would say such words without thinking?    

    

"Ah?" "Who is Wuchen referring to?"    

    

Dongfang Haotian didn't know what was going on. During this time with Yan Wuchen, he understood him a little. Although he ate and played all day long, he could still talk.    

    

"No, nothing, hurry up and go …"    

    

Yes, it was nothing. Ever since he saw Dongfang Ning at the city gate, he had been thinking about her every day. After all, she was a very special woman.    

    

Beiyan Lane, the capital city. The people here lived in poverty. The capital city's citizens did not live in wealth. The people here were elderly, sick, and handicapped, living a very difficult life.    

    

The shabby houses, the messy streets, and the stench everywhere. The environment was very bad. Those who knew how to do business lived in other streets and those who had some money did not want to live here.    

    

Dongfang Ning frowned. What was her Third Uncle doing here?    

    

Not far ahead, Faang Tianhu avoided the potholes on the way as he walked familiarly towards the alleyway. Dongfang Ning knew that her Third Uncle often came here.    

    

After breakfast, she went to rest for two hours. When she woke up, she asked her third uncle about the reason why he didn't want to get married. Who knew that she would meet him just as he was sneaking out of the mansion?    

    

He was wearing an ordinary green silk robe. Madam Wang had probably swapped all the clothes in the mansion for silk. This robe was the worst one he had ever worn. Who was he going to meet with now?    

    

He did not sit in a carriage nor did he sit in a palanquin. He did not bring any servants with him either. There was definitely something wrong!    

    

Thus, Dongfang Ning hurried back to her room to change into a set of simple clothes and followed behind Faang Tianhu to see what he was going to do.    

    

The scorching sun ruthlessly projected down, making the alley even more stinky. It was really uncomfortable; how could this kind of environment be suitable for living in?    

    

If not for her third uncle, she would never have believed that such an environment existed in the capital under the feet of the Emperor.    

    

When they were about to reach the end of the alley, they finally saw her third uncle stop in front of a courtyard with half of the walls knocked on the door. Without knocking, he directly entered the courtyard and familiarly walked toward the three broken houses.    

    

The alley outside was very dirty, but this small courtyard was completely swept clean. There was even a well in the courtyard with two patched clothes hanging outside. Hm?    

    

Women's clothes?    

    

With a few leaps, Dongfang Ning silently jumped into the yard and ran to the back room to peek at everything that was happening there.    

    

"Brother Tianhu, hurry and sit, I'll go get you a cup of water!"    

    

In the room, a woman in cloth clothes put down the rusted item, stood up and poured some water for Faang Tianhu.    

    

The room was very simple, with a small wooden bed, a small wooden table, and a bench.    

    

The left side was where the food was cooked and the right side of the wall was the only table. Faang Tianhu just sat there and stared at the woman without blinking his eyes.    

    

Third Uncle has a lover?    

    

Dongfang Ning had clearly seen this from the back window. She was worried for her Third Uncle. How could he possibly carry a beauty like this?    

    

Thinking about Yan Wuzhan's thick skin...    

    

Why did he think of that person again?    

    

"Xiao Ying, I've eaten and drunk too!"    

    

Her Third Uncle only said this after they had poured all the water and placed it in front of him … Oh my god, Third Uncle, why can't you be better than Sis in this aspect?    

    

"Brother Hu, the person who came was a guest. It's only right that I pour water for you. Since there's no tea at home, you can just drink it."    

    

The voice of the woman called Xiao Ying was warm and comfortable to listen to.    

    

"Xiao Ying, are you tired of embroidering these things all day? Quickly sit down and rest!"    

    

He was very nervous. Dongfang Ning hadn't seen her for a few days, and when he saw her in the morning, she brought up his marriage again. He wanted to tell her that the person he wanted to marry was here.    

    

However, his sister-in-law often said that she wanted to find a suitable family to marry. She also wanted to make sure that he had a good relationship with her and that he had all sorts of paintings … I also want him to have a lot of dowry... Therefore, he didn't dare to bring it up anymore. Xiao Ying had left home because of her sister-in-law, hadn't she?    

    

Thinking about that, Faang Tianhu just stood there in a daze.    

    

"I'm not tired. It's much easier than farming all day in the village. Brother Hu, what's wrong with you?"    

    

"Brother Hu?"    

    

Xiao Ying saw that he was so silly that she didn't know what to think. She couldn't help but call out again, waking Faang Tianhu up.    

    

"Xiao Ying, I'll give you the silver to go out and open the embroidery workshop. Why don't you want it? I can help you even if I have the strength!"    

    

That day, Faang Tianhu and his two lackeys went out to play and met her outside an embroidery workshop. Her clothes were clean and she held an exquisite silk bag in her hand. Inside the bag was the embroidery job she had received in exchange for money.    

    

Faang Tianhu was shocked. He couldn't believe that he would see this woman again in this life, so he sent his servant away and silently followed her.    

    

This was why he was unwilling to accept another blind date.    

    

"Brother Hu, it's not easy for you to continue working. Keep the silver for yourself to marry your wife. I can support myself with some odd jobs every day. Don't worry about me, drink some water."    

    

"Oh!"    

    

Faang Tianhu immediately picked up the glass of wine and finished it in two gulps. Then, he raised his head and stared at her.    

    

Would he make progress?    

    

"Xiao Ying …"    

    

"What is it? If you have something to say, just say it. I'm listening!" Xiao Ying had already picked up the needle and thread beside her.    

    

"You, you've succeeded, are you married?"    

    

Fang Sanhu's face was flushed red. He took a long time before he could finish speaking. After that, he quickly lowered his head.    

    

"I'm an orphan girl, so let's not think about that. There are quite a few matchmakers, but I'm not willing to be their concubine. I heard that she's even worse than an underling!"    

    

"I, I, I …"    

    

"What's wrong with you? Are you getting married? When you get married, I'll rust a mandarin duck quilt for you!"    

    

"Xiao Ying, I want to marry you!"    

    

At this moment, Faang Tianhu stood up abruptly. His voice was loud enough to scare Xiao Ying, but Dongfang Ning, who was standing outside the window, raised her thumb. This was what Third Uncle should look like.    

    

"Stunned?" "Sit down and talk some nonsense."    

    

"I won't sit down, I want to marry you!"    

    

"…"    

    

"Brother Hu …"    

    

Xiao Ying put down the embroidery in her hands and took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears away. "Leave. I'm not good enough for you."