The lord's stunning concubine

Chapter 1803 1828 Qin Chasing Dream Identity (4)

Qin Zhuimeng's eyes deepened, and after a little thought, he finally lifted his foot and walked in the direction Jiang Liancheng pointed.

Seeing his appearance, Jiang Liancheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

When Qin Zhuimeng arrived at the Ning Mansion, Ning Qianmo had just woken up. He didn't look very energetic at the moment, his whole face was a little pale, leaning there like that, Qin Zhuimeng could hardly feel it. His breathing seemed to be about to fly to a fairy in a blink of an eye.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, but said with a smile: "I haven't seen Ning Xiang for a while, but I didn't expect that Ning Xiang's body is getting worse and worse. Does this mean that you are desperately wanting to ascend to the immortal?"

Ning Qianmo ignored the sarcasm in his words, just smiled and said: "Maybe! It's just that a person must die once he is born. It's just the difference between early death and late death. Maybe I will die a few times before you. Ten years, but after decades, you will come down to accompany me after all."

Qin Zhuimeng was at a loss for words when he heard the words, Ning Qianmo chuckled and said: "Today, Prime Minister Qin is not invited to discuss matters of life and death, but there are some things I want to tell Prime Minister Qin. Thinking about coming, Prime Minister Qin also knows that I have already told the prince Resign, I will leave the capital soon, before I leave, I have something in my hand to give to Prime Minister Qin after much deliberation."

Qin Zhuimeng smiled lightly and said: "Ning Xiang is too polite, I think your parting thing has ulterior motives, but I am also funny, knowing that you will have ulterior motives, but you still come here anyway, it's just for nothing to let you see my joke. "

Ning Qianmo smiled, turned her head and nodded slightly to Jiang Liancheng, Jiang Liancheng knowingly opened the side drawer, and then took a brocade box over. The brocade box was not too big, but very delicate.

Qin Zhuimeng took a look at Ning Qianmo, and finally reached out to take the box over. After taking the box, he took a look, but saw that there were extremely complicated patterns on the box. Such things were made according to the rules of the ceremony. , is something in the palace.

Qin Zhuimeng frowned again, his eyes showed doubts, but he didn't open the box.

Ning Qianmo said lightly: "You have some doubts about one thing in your heart, but in my opinion, you need to know about it after all, so open it now and have a look!"

His voice was very gentle, full of temptation.

Qin Zhuimeng's hand trembled slightly, and finally reached out to open the box. There was a piece of bright yellow cloth inside, with some words written on it. When he took a closer look, it turned out to be his birth date!And that piece of cloth is already a bit old, and the ink stains on it are already too obvious, it seems that it is not written with the best ink in the palace.

He looked at Ning Qianmo with some puzzlement, Ning Qianmo smiled faintly and said, "I think you will recognize that this yellow cloth is for writing imperial edicts."

Qin Zhuimeng's body stiffened involuntarily, but Ning Qianmo said again: "I think you have already guessed something, so you must also be a little curious about where this yellow cloth came from?"

Qin Zhuimeng bit his lip lightly, Ning Qianmo smiled and said: "You must still be thinking, why is your birthday written on this piece of cloth except for your close relatives, no one else knows. You may still be thinking, whose name is this?"

Qin Zhuimeng nodded slightly, but asked, "What do you want to say?"

(End of this chapter)