Yan family strong girl

Chapter 413 We Are Best Friends

Ning Lingyue held back and held back, but couldn't hold back: "Prince An is that kind of person! Who doesn't know that he is the biggest beneficiary!"

There is no doubt that Prince An's son has received all the glory of the Goddess of War as a matter of course!

Ning Lingzhi pointed to the dark clouds covering the sun in the sky, and said meaningfully: "Ling Yue, Prince An's son is that cloud, no matter whether he is a black or white cloud, he can't block the sun's rays. He is a noble The son of King An doesn't need to use his military exploits to raise his status. But why does he insist on taking this thankless job? Ask yourself."

Prince An's son is a man of real splendor, he is not the kind of person Ning Lingyue thinks.

Ning Lingyue was shocked, and it took him a long time to find his voice: "Master, you mean that what Prince An's actions are not as bad as I thought, but something that wants to protect the female God of War? How can this be?" possible?"

Prince An can't be such a great person!

He has the same blood as that bloody emperor in the imperial city!

Same filth!

Ning Lingzhi shook his head helplessly: "The little girl's father's name is Yan or something. He has outstanding military achievements, but if Prince An's son hadn't sent people to protect him all the way, he would have died a long time ago."

He knew that Ning Lingyue regarded his younger sister as the person he cared about the most, like the scales of a dragon.

Anyone who offends her interests, even his current master, Ning Lingyue will desperately take back what belongs to her sister.

"Then, so what? Maybe it's because he doesn't look down on that little military achievement!"

Ning Lingyue's tone weakened obviously. He admitted that Prince An's son dealt with Yan Fugui's military merits very fairly.

But can Yan Fugui's military achievements be compared with the heroic achievements of the female God of War?
It is completely one day and one place!

Ning Lingzhi sneered, and slapped Ning Lingyue's back with his big thick palm, "Ling Yue, how does my sister evaluate Prince An's son? You must not have forgotten that he is someone my sister admires. Don't be fooled, and send the letter quickly."

Those who are close to him know that Ning Lingyun and Prince An are both rivals and close friends who cherish each other.

Even though they have never expressed their views on each other in front of others, anyone who knows his sister well knows how much Ning Lingyun respects Prince An.

Ning Lingyue was not reconciled to being persuaded like this, he carefully folded the letter and put it in his pocket, stepped back a few steps and asked a poignant question: "Master, then you don't hate Prince An's way of taking his wife at all." Hate?"

The affectionate little Qingmei was bestowed upon Prince An by the ruthless emperor. Are you really so big-hearted that you don't blame Prince An at all?

Ning Lingzhi was unexpectedly not angry, "I don't hate, he and I are both involuntary, and there is someone else who should really hate."

Speaking of it, Prince An, like him, is a poor man who is played by the emperor in applause. Ning Lingzhi really doesn't hate Prince An.

not at all.

Ning Lingyue was stunned for a moment, then muttered to himself: "That's right, if you want to hate, you should hate that little mother's white-eyed wolf!"

"Ling Yue, don't say that again in the future." Ning Lingzhi straightened his face and reprimanded him with a straight face.

Ning Lingyue didn't say anything, and he didn't care about it. The Ning Mansion was controlled like an iron bucket by him, and he was not afraid of going too far.

Ning Lingzhi threw out the shocking words: "Use the strength of your words to do it. We will join hands with Prince An to get that person down. This is the greatest revenge."

"Yes, Master!"

Ning Lingyue put away his indifference and grinned like a fool. He thought that the master would not rise up in his lifetime to seek justice for the Goddess of War.

Seeing how silly he was smiling, Ning Lingzhi couldn't help smiling.

He came to the ancestral hall of Ning Mansion, knelt on the futon and kowtowed to the ancestors to apologize: Ning family ancestors, unfilial descendants Ning Lingzhi will violate your last wish.

He didn't want to go against the last wishes of his ancestors, especially the ruthless emperor's family. The Ning family had paid so much, and in the end he was the only one left!
Ning Lingzhi was unwilling to give everything to his family members who would not get the reputation they deserved even after death. He wanted to get everything he deserved for the dead family members!
Prince An's Mansion

Prince An's son Zhou Ningkang looked at Ning Lingyue who was kneeling in the living room, his eyes wandered, and he didn't know what he thought of.

Just when everyone was trembling, Zhou Ningkang suddenly said, "What is it?"

Ning Lingyue looked up at the servants around him, then lowered his head again and remained silent.

The matter is so important that these servants are not qualified to listen!
Therefore, he had to clear the field before he could speak.

The manager next to Zhou Ningkang immediately raised his eyebrows and pointed furiously, almost cursing.

Where did this fight come from?How dare you put on airs in front of Prince An!

Do you really think of yourself as an onion?

Outrageous!

"Get out!"

Zhou Ningkang flew over with a cold look, the manager shut his mouth quickly in fright, and led a group of servants away after hastily retreating.

"After all, why did Little General Ning ask you to come?"

Ning Lingyue looked at Zhou Ningkang in astonishment. He had never seen Prince An's son so patient. After being stabbed in the eye by him, he quickly delivered the letter written by Ning Lingzhi to Zhou Ningkang.

Zhou Ningkang glanced at Ning Lingyue again before opening the letter, and asked inadvertently, "You were under Ling Yun before?"

Ning Lingyue felt more and more strange when he heard that he called the Goddess of War too affectionately, "Young Master has a really good memory."

Zhou Ningkang's face was obviously much happier. It seemed that when Ning Lingyun was mentioned, his whole aura changed.

He is no longer the prince An who is high above the ground and does not eat the fireworks of the world, but an ordinary handsome man who is down-to-earth.

He grabbed the letter and said in a nostalgic tone: "You are good at assassination. Ling Yun once praised you as a rare killer in a hundred years."

Ning Lingyue looked at Zhou Ningkang in amazement. He had never heard of this incident, but now he heard this praise from Prince An's mouth, and his heart was very delicate.

As far as he knew, the Goddess of War didn't have much contact with Zhou Ningkang, she didn't seem like someone who would tell Prince An about these trivial matters.

Zhou Ningkang talked to himself about the details of his relationship with Ning Lingyun. Ning Lingyue was a little shocked at first, but became numb after listening for a long time.

If he hadn't been with Ning Lingyun for several years, he would have believed Zhou Ningkang's nonsense.

Zhou Ningkang had a good time talking, but when facing Shangning Lingyue's expressionless face, his voice stopped abruptly.

Ning Lingyue was horrified by his probing eyes, and finally lowered his head altogether, avoiding Zhou Ningkang's sight.

Zhou Ningkang laughed at himself: "You must not believe what I said. After all, in your eyes, I don't have much to do with Ling Yun."

Ning Lingyue almost nodded!
Immediately afterwards, Ning Ling was stunned, his mouth opened wide enough to stuff a duck's egg, because he heard Zhou Ningkang say, "Ling Yun and I are close friends through letters, and if we don't meet, it doesn't mean we haven't communicated."

(End of this chapter)