The little lucky wife of a peasant family, the chief minister pinches her waist and dotes on her

Ning Qiyue, who was far away in her room in Fucheng, was lying on the bed to rest. All the Wei family's actions to plot against Li Zhiyan were watched in her eyes.

Qi Ling appeared on her bed, lying next to Ning Qiyue, and reached out to touch her slightly bulging belly.

While saying: "Sister, the Wei family is really too bold. In such an era, they dare to do such a calculated thing."

Ning Qiyue watched her legs swaying, reached out and touched her hair, and said with a smile, "Thank you for protecting your brother-in-law."

"Isn't this what it should be? You don't mind that I am just a minor, Tiandao, and you treat me as your own sister."

"Of course I have to protect my sister's relatives."

Ning Qiyue asked her funny: "Yes, you are eating barbecue at my house and you are distracted to accompany me. You are indeed very busy."

"Hehe." Qi Ling smiled sheepishly.

As expected, he couldn't hide it from his sister. He followed Qi Ling, who was feasting in the Ye family, and collected some delicious barbecued meats before disappearing in an instant.

Li Zhiyan knew that she had gone to find his wife.

The Li family was not surprised and gave the barbecue to Ning Qihou.

Qi Ling came back soon: "Sister said she would come back after brokering a marriage."

"Marriage? Who is with whom?" Ke Xuerou asked curiously.

Qi Ling shook his head, "I don't know either. I only know that that person and my sister were good friends in the previous life. That person almost died in order to save my sister."

"That's why we should help." Mrs. Li said quickly.

Qi Ling also nodded, and Li Zhiyan also said: "Let your sister take care of herself. Everything at home will be fine."

"Well, I will convey it to you. Brother-in-law, if you miss your sister, I can send you there to stay with her, and I will send you back tomorrow."

Qi Ling raised an eyebrow and said.

Li Zhiyan rolled his eyes at her and said, "You look like that disgusting uncle."

"Pfft hahaha." Everyone suddenly became happy. Qi Ling was not angry either. He just robbed all the meat that was supposed to be given to Li Zhiyan and didn't give any of it to Li Zhiyan.

Li Zhiyan was not annoyed and drank tea leisurely.

Ning Qiyue fell asleep after eating barbecue and woke up naturally.

After breakfast, she said goodbye to Ye Hongyang and his wife and asked Qi Ling to take her to the capital.

After arriving in the capital, Biyun asked curiously: "Miss, don't we go back to the Marquis Chengen's Mansion?"

"I won't go back for now. I'll take care of the things I need to deal with first."

Biyun nodded. Then she saw a person and wiped her eyes in disbelief. She pointed at the person and said, "Miss, isn't this my uncle?"

Ning Qiyue looked along her hand, and sure enough she saw the middle-aged Li Zhiyan. He had a beard, but he was still a middle-aged handsome uncle.

Li Zhiyan was wearing a red official uniform. After getting off the carriage, a beautiful little girl rushed out and asked her father to carry her down coquettishly.

Biyun opened his eyes wide and looked at his young lady's belly again.

Then another little boy who looked very similar to Li Zhiyan came out, slightly younger than the girl.

He looked mature and looked around first, but did not get out of the car directly, but waited there.

Biyun soon saw another woman walking out of the carriage. She was apparently middle-aged. Biyun was excited and shocked. She looked at herself and then at the woman.

Finally, he covered his mouth, afraid that he would scream.

Middle-aged Biyun bent down and said something to the young master. Later, the young master stepped out of the carriage, and Biyun himself turned around and waited.

Ning Qiyue quickly walked out of it, as if time had not left any mark on her face.

She was still so beautiful. As soon as Ning Qiyue appeared, everything around her seemed to dim a lot.

"This is the capital fifteen years from now." Ning Qiyue explained Biyun's doubts.

Biyun suddenly realized that this was already fifteen years later, and she actually followed her master to fifteen years later. I'm afraid no one will believe me if I tell you this.

"Let's go to Prince Cheng's Mansion." Ning Qiyue led Biyun through the wall and entered Prince Cheng's Mansion.

"But won't we meet us in the future?"

Biyun said curiously.

"Do you think you in the future will be surprised when you see us?"

Hearing Ning Qiyue's rhetorical question, Biyun suddenly became happy and understood what Ye Ling meant.

King Cheng received Li Zhiyan's family in the hall. Ning Qiyue said to King Cheng: "Your Highness, King Cheng, please turn away the others. I have something to say to King Cheng in private."

King Cheng nodded, raised his hand, and soon the servants left one after another.

After the servants left, Ning Qiyue sat down. King Cheng was not in a hurry and waited curiously for Ning Qiyue to speak.

Then, two women appeared in the hall.

King Cheng opened his eyes wide, wiped them and looked at Ning Qiyue and Biyun, and finally couldn't help but asked: "Chief Assistant, what's going on, why are there two princesses?"

Li Zhiyan smiled in his eyes and bowed to King Cheng: "They are both my wives, but this is my current wife, and she came from fifteen years ago."

Wang Cheng was stunned on the spot. He knew that Princess Anqing was a monk, but even a national master couldn't do such a great magical power, right?

"Your Highness Prince Cheng, don't get entangled. I'm here to make up for your regrets this time."

King Cheng looked at Ning Qiyue, and Ning Qiyue looked at his legs. King Cheng's legs have been disabled for more than ten years. It's not that he has never asked Ning Qiyue to treat him, but Ning Qiyue also said that when Not yet arrived.

"King Cheng, don't you always ask me when is the time to heal your leg?"

"That's it now."

There was no joy on King Cheng's face. He lowered his head and said, "Even if you heal my leg now, it's useless. My Ayuan is gone."

"Even if my leg is treated now, what will happen?"

"Your Highness Prince Cheng, if your deceased wife hadn't been a good friend of mine, I wouldn't have come to help you at all."

King Cheng looked at Ning Qiyue fifteen years ago in a daze. A Yuan was a good friend of Princess Anqing. Why hadn't he heard of her?

"The deceased princess and I were close friends in the previous life. Your lord, the gears of fate have turned again."

This sentence was said by Ning Qiyue fifteen years later.

King Cheng was still a little confused, and Ning Qiyue said unhappily: "Humph, if you didn't really like her and just ignored her for some ridiculous reasons, I wouldn't have come to help you this time."

"If you don't treat her well when you go back this time, I will take her away, erase your memory, and let you die alone."

Ning Qiyue gave an unhappy warning.

"Go back? What do you mean?" King Cheng was still a little confused, as if he didn't understand, but he seemed to understand. He just couldn't believe his ears.

Fifteen years later, Ning Qiyue smiled and said, "It's just what the prince thought. I'm here to take you back to fifteen years ago."

As soon as he finished speaking, King Cheng felt that the situation in front of him was changing, and everything seemed to be going backwards quickly.

When he came to his senses again, he was still sitting there, but his leg was aching faintly, as if it had just been broken.

When he looked down, he saw blood stains on his legs and knees.

Ning Qiyue sat aside, Biyun stood behind her, and Li Zhiyan and others were gone.

"Is this... back?" King Cheng couldn't believe what he saw and asked softly.

This is his room, he was sitting in the hall just now.

"Well, the county prince just broke his legs and was sent back to the capital for treatment. Because of your merits in defending the city, the emperor granted you the title of Prince Cheng."

"Yes, it was fifteen years ago. So Yuanyuan is still alive. She has not been killed by that bitch Yu Qiyin. Princess Anqing, right?"

Chengjun Prince Li Chenhan looked at Ning Qiyue excitedly and expectantly. Ning Qiyue took out a tea set and poured himself a cup.

Then he said: "The prince is right, Ayuan is indeed alive and well, but I am not the princess of Anqing yet."