Chapter 387 No Intention to Fight
My heart was like a bunch of petals, and as the wind blew in her arms, they all flew away.
Ning Fengzhe's expression froze, one filled with shock. He subconsciously raised his hands and placed them on her waist, but before he could touch them, he came to his senses and suddenly stopped all movements.
He adjusted his breathing, calmed his mind, and then gently tapped her shoulders with his fingertips a few times as a signal.
"Have you forgotten the difference between men and women?"
After saying this, a surge of impatience and anger arose in his heart. He frowned and gave the order in a majestic manner.
"Xi'er, don't be rude, step back!"
Ning Yunxi took two steps back as she was told, lowered her head and looked like a child who had done something wrong.
"Yes."
She is methodical and uses reason to coax people out of their arguments.
"Don't be angry, big brother. My brother said that in the 22nd century, it's okay for siblings to hug each other. Besides, you and I are not related by blood, so we can't be considered siblings."
Ning Fengzhe was very serious and could not accept it at all.
"This is groundless nonsense. It is not polite for you and me to do this!"
Ning Yunxi pointed out his mistakes and refuted them politely.
"Your comments, brother, is what you said a fallacy?"
Ning Fengzhe frowned, becoming more and more serious.
"What the prince said makes sense. But when you say it, it becomes nonsense."
"How did I teach you since you were little?"
Ning Yunxi knew that he was going to talk about etiquette and morality again, so she quickly stopped him.
"Okay, okay, brother, you are right. I know I am wrong."
Since she didn't want to listen, Ning Fengzhe suppressed his urge to teach her and simply gave her a simple warning.
"Remember, whether it's family or outsiders, as long as they are men, you can't do this. Do you hear me?"
Ning Yunxi respected his elder brother and obeyed him obediently.
"Yes."
Ning Fengzhe restrained his serious expression and smiled knowingly.
"Xi'er, let's go together to Prince Dijin's mansion to report the plan and discuss how to implement it, okay?"
Ning Yunxi acted coquettishly and smiled like a cherry.
"I have something else that I would like to ask for your help."
Ning Fengzhe's eyes were gentle.
"What's the matter?"
Ning Yunxi smiled delicately, reached into her bosom, and took out the Qin purple jade gold hairpin.
There was a flash of surprise in Ning Fengzhe's eyes.
"You took it with you? I thought it was left at Xiangzhu Garden and you had forgotten about it long ago."
Ning Yunxi lowered her eyes and stroked the golden hairpin with her fingertips, cherishing it very much.
"Some time ago, after my elder brother left, I took it out from Xiangzhu Garden by chance and have kept it in my arms ever since. I am waiting for the day when my elder brother will personally wear it for me."
Ning Fengzhe was in a happy mood.
"Then are you willing to believe me?"
Ning Yunxi nodded.
"Ah."
Ning Fengzhe's eyes were silent, but filled with deep emotion that was difficult to describe.
"Xier..."
"In my previous life, I hurt you like that. Thank you so much for giving me another chance."
Ning Yunxi calmed her mind and met her brother's gaze with a smile.
"The things of the previous life are all in the past; in this life, will big brother let me down?"
Ning Fengzhe was as firm as a rock and responded with a decisive tone.
"Even if I die, I will not fail."
Ning Yunxi turned his back and took two steps leisurely.
"Then, what should we do, Master Feng?"
Ning Fengzhe made a decisive decision without hesitation.
"If you don't like it, just get rid of it when you have time. There's no need to keep it."
Ning Yunxi turned around and responded with a deep smile.
"Don't you feel bad, big brother?"
Ning Fengzhe understood the meaning and asked for confirmation.
"You know it all?"
Ning Yunxi answered truthfully.
“No conclusion has been reached yet.”
Ning Fengzhe spoke generously.
"She is indeed my biological sister, with the same father as me but different mothers. She is the daughter of Rou Zhaorong and the granddaughter of Lord Su, the Minister of Secret Affairs."
Ning Yunxi was slightly startled.
"It turns out that her mother is Consort Rou Zhaorong. No wonder she seems to be in control of the entire secret office despite being the Minister of Secret Affairs."
Ning Fengzhe looked calm and explained patiently.
"Lord Su is an old minister beside the emperor, highly respected. He and Feng Yihe complement each other."
"The emperor doesn't care about old friendships. The old ministers who followed him in the early years knew too many secrets. Many of them were not reused, and some even lost their lives. Lord Su was able to keep his position because Feng Yihe was wise and resourceful, and he was still useful. Similarly, with Lord Su around, Feng Yihe's power will continue to flourish."
Ning Yunxi asked the question.
"Brother, if you knew about it, why didn't you tell me before? Why did you wait until I asked you before telling me?"
Ning Fengzhe has a window in front of him, and the breeze blows his long black hair, making his appearance elegant and poetic.
"I concealed it on purpose for a reason."
"First, I'm afraid that you will lose your patience and arrange for Miss Teng's family to reunite. Then, Feng Yihe will definitely notice my determination to surrender. Second, I can see that you have set up a plan to drive Dongshan away, leaving her no chance to survive. I think you may have guessed her background, so there is no need for me to say anything."
Ning Yunxi listened attentively and replied according to the instructions.
"I only found out that she is not a daughter of the Feng family. I don't know her identity as a princess."
She took a few steps closer, her face radiant with joy.
"So you're worried about this. I knew that big brother wouldn't hide anything maliciously."
Ning Fengzhe's doting on her remained unabated, and the rest of me felt somewhat helpless.
"How would you know? Are you trying to tease me?"
Ning Yunxi then showed an innocent look, accompanied by a bit of coquettishness.
"That's what I know."
"Could it be that in your eyes, I only doubt you? My suspicion is all a disguise. If it's not my true intention, big brother will definitely see through it at a glance."
Ning Fengzhe didn't seem moved, but was amused instead.
"I am really short-sighted and didn't see anything."
Unable to deceive, Ning Yunxi had to find another way. Her eyes were filled with sadness and helplessness.
"Do you understand my intention to keep you?"
Ning Fengzhe seemed a little intoxicated and smiled foolishly.
“It’s clear at a glance.”
There was a hint of melancholy in his smiling eyes, as if it was there and not there.
"But I don't know, what you value is me as a person, or my so-called strategy and wisdom?"
Ning Yunxi was dejected and did not answer.
"What do you think, big brother?"
Ning Fengzhe took it seriously and expressed his thoughts.
"I don't think too much, I just make up my mind. Even if I am exploited, I will move forward."
First there was a careful plan, then there was a sincere expression. Ning Yunxi understood his intention and was sincerely happy.
"Thank you for your kindness, brother."
Having memorized the plan by heart, she took out a fire starter and burned everything her brother had written.
Then, she handed Qin Ziyu the gold hairpin with both hands, expressed her concerns concisely, and took the initiative to ask.
"Please, big brother, give me a hairpin."
Ning Fengzhe inadvertently raised his hand to touch the golden hairpin, but before he could pick it up, he hesitated suddenly.
Seeing that his brows were twisted, as if he was thinking deeply, Ning Yunxi blinked in confusion and was bewildered.
Why are you stunned?
"Big brother?"
Hearing her call, Ning Fengzhe came back to his senses and immediately withdrew his hand without taking the hairpin. His expression gradually turned cold and he replied indifferently.
"I have no intention of competing, no need for hairpins and ornaments; if there is a chance, let's wait for it in the next life."
Ning Yunxi's heart was shocked and she was filled with astonishment.
"what?"
If he has no intention of fighting, then why did he come back?
Am I still worrying too much?
Without waiting for her to ask, Ning Fengzhe had already walked to the door, opened the door to the hall, and urged her in a low voice.
"It's important to do this, we must not miss this opportunity, let's go, we will go to Prince Dijin's Palace together."