Yuanshin, no one knows the harem better than me

"These are just a drop in the ocean, and the slander and conspiracy against me have never stopped..."

"I can't prevent the emergence of rebels, but at least I hope that I can take precautions in advance..."

"The best way to get those people to the surface is to cultivate a force that can compete with me... At least on the surface, it must be able to compete."

Ning Guang took down a hairpin from the bookshelf, it turned out to be the same style as Ke Qing's: "Ke Qing was born into a family, and I was born into a poor family. There is a natural barrier, and it is impossible to understand each other."

"Interlaced with politics and business, it happens to represent two completely different classes."

"When I confront Keqing, some people who can't stand it will definitely choose to stand in line."

"The more intense the situation, the more people stand in line and the fewer people lurk."

"Those who stand in line, even if I don't do anything, I can take precautions."

Ningguang put the hairpin back, put away the list, and closed the document, which was like explaining clearly "why she intentionally created a hostile relationship with Keqing".

Xia Tian's scalp was numb, but he could think of so many twists and turns, no wonder he had white hair.

Those who play power are dirtier than those who play tactics.

"If Keqing is pressed by you, how about joining forces with those people? With her family connections, it should cause quite a bit of trouble, right?"

Keqing is very naive, but she is not stupid either.

After the emperor left, he also knew to fight for power.

Recently, she also began to understand that the greater the power, the better she can implement her reforms.

If someone provokes, combined with Ningguang to make things difficult everywhere, it is difficult to guarantee that the day Xia Tian said will not happen.

Regarding this, Ningguang believes in Keqing even more than Xia Tian.

"Keqing is Wugou's soul. She has the pride in her bones and the principles she absolutely sticks to. She will never join forces with those Xiao Xiaoxiao."

Ningguang's trust not only stems from her understanding of Keqing, but also from her affirmation of her own abilities.

"And, even if she really did that, do you think..." Ning Guang paused for two seconds, staring at Xia Tian.

It is a question, a rhetorical question, and a statement: "Can she beat me?"

A strong sense of exaltation swept over me.

The red eyes are the hottest fire, exuding the most radiant light.

Ah, this person is so confident that there is no cure.

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Some people say that a confident woman is the most beautiful.

The white-haired, red-eyed, curvaceous mature woman in front of her is already breathtakingly beautiful.

The scent of perfume on her body is buried with intoxicating poison, wrapped in a high momentum, surrounding summer.

I can't escape, and I don't know how to respond.

But at least I understand one thing... Ningguang is Ningguang, even if she can't keep up with her thoughts, don't worry about running counter to her.

The jade hand brushed past his eyes.

pop-

Got slapped in the face.

Ningguang looked like a ten-year-old girl, she stretched out her hand playfully, and patted Xia Tian's cheek, waking him up in a daze.

In order to cover up his gaffe, Xia Tian immediately joked: "Worrying about so many things, can't you "whiten the girl's head" at a young age? "

Even for an old man who is over seventy years old, his hair is not so neatly white, let alone so shiny.

"White girl's head."

The subtle flattery can't escape Ning Guang's keen mind.

Nearly [-] years old, and she is still called a "girl", of course I am happy in my heart.

Ning Guang curled the ends of her hair by her ears, and said the truth calmly: "It's dyed."

"Dye?" Xia Tian was surprised.

Standing on tiptoe, I tried to observe the color of the hair root to determine the authenticity.

At the root of the hair, there is indeed some color difference, but the original hair color is already very white.

"When I was young, I couldn't eat enough to sleep, my hair turned yellow and gray, it was always messy, and I was always laughed at..."

The picture came to mind bit by bit, and the light sank into the past: "Later, I learned to do business and used my brain more, and the color of my hair became grayer... I thought, let's just make it white."

Thinking of something interesting, his face was full of fun: "It's a crooked shot, and the white hair is very conspicuous, which makes it easier for me to get the attention of big businessmen... It was also from then on that my business road became smoother!"

The previous life was very bitter, but the memory is not sad at all.

Of course, nostalgia is enough, and I don't want to go back and experience it again.

She took the end of her hair with her hands, and actively coiled it around Xia Tian's wrist, as if handing over some kind of token.

The long white hair passed through the fingers, brushed the back of the hand, and wrapped around the wrist, as smooth as silk.

Ordinary hair dyeing and care can't achieve such a feel, presumably Ningguang has spent a lot of time on this cherished long hair.

"The supple feel is not acquired!" Ningguang saw what Xia Tian was thinking, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "The hair that looks like straw is so soft, you have to touch it to feel it... Appearance, that’s probably what it means, right?”

Quite proud.

When she was very young, her soft long hair always served as a pillow to accompany her to sleep.

Too smooth, as if possessed.

Xia Tian took another hand, and slowly stroked it along the raised arc of the hair tip.

Ningguang didn't dodge, just when her face and the back of Xia Tian's hand were about to touch, she asked abruptly: "Is it comfortable?"

His eyebrows are jumping playfully.

"Well, it's the same as silk." Xia Tian replied dully at first, then realized that it was too close, and quickly withdrew his hand: "Sorry."

There was contempt in his gaze, and he shook his head in disappointment.

Xia Tian stuck out his tongue, and said with emotion: "Such long hair, should it be kept for a long time? Haven't you ever cut it?"

"When I was about eight years old, I really had no money to eat, so I cut it off." Ning Guang stroked his hands to his shoulders, then raised them to his ears, recalling the length of his hair step by step.

She said: "Then I used my hair for money and ate three bowls of dumplings, and I regretted it after eating it."

It seemed to be another interesting thing, Xia Tian hurriedly asked: "Why? Aren't the dumplings delicious?"

"It's delicious. It was very satisfying to be able to eat hot food back then... It's more delicious than the delicacies of mountains and seas now."

"Then why regret it?"

Ningguang sighed regretfully: "Because when I was eating the last bowl of dumplings, I heard a passage from the storyteller."

She imitated the storyteller's tone, and slowly chanted: "Will you marry me when I have long hair up to my waist, young man? Would you like to wait for your blue hair to be straight and you will wear ten miles of red makeup?"

Eyes full of envy: "At that time, I thought, if I hadn't cut my hair, would I be able to "grow my hair to my waist" soon, would someone marry me soon, and I wouldn't have to live this hard life anymore ... At that time, I was eight years old, one of the few times when I was innocent. "

For a moment, Xia Tian really wanted to travel back to 20 years ago to stop the scissors.

Chuu met the eight-year-old Ningguang and took her away.

But in that case, maybe there will be no right to heaven in the future!

Telling stories, when the majestic voice becomes soft.

What is in front of me is not Tianquan Ningguang, but the gentle big sister who tells the story: "Later, after the age of fantasy, when I look back, the length of the hair has already passed the waist and reached the bare feet... But I still haven't met a willing girl. Marry me."

This is a strange thing.

Beauty, figure, and power are all top-notch, and there are many suitors, but no one has ever come to ask for a marriage.

Maybe the moment they brought up their thoughts, their confidence was overwhelmed by her arrogance.

Ningguang lifted Xia Tian's chin with her fingers, as if teasing: "Tell me, are these poems deceiving?"

If anything, it's too obvious.

Xia Tian complained instead: "Didn't I say to marry you, but you don't want to marry!"

Even though it was a serious issue like marriage, the two started talking like a family.

"Where did I say I didn't want to? It's obvious that your betrothal gift is not generous enough... As Tianquan, my wedding must be celebrated by the whole country. Do you expect me to pay for the marriage myself?"

Ningguang has an uncompromising principle in this matter: "I can spend any money, except the money for marriage, because it is you marrying me...Of course, if it were me marrying you, then there would be no money." Problem."

"Is there such a good thing?" Xia Tian touched his head: "What's the difference between the two?"

"The difference is..." Ningguang smirked: "I don't mind if you marry me, you have other women... If I marry you, then of course you can only belong to me."

Reasonable, Xia Tian made a decisive choice: "How much do you want, just ask!"

Ningguang really gave an astronomical figure: "About [-] million, that's almost it!"

"[-] million..." Xia Tian turned cold in an instant: "Is this going to be a celebration, or is it a carnival with all the watts? Why do I feel like this life is impossible?"

"It's okay, I can wait for you, even in my next life." Ning Guang said casually.

Both of them couldn't tell whether the current conversation was a joke or an agreement.

However, Xia Tian was really touched.

But "[-] million"...it might not work in the next life!

Even in the game, you can't save [-] million, right?Has anyone saved enough [-] million?

Not to mention that reality is much harder to earn than game money, not to mention that the purchasing power is ten times worse.

After talking about interesting things about hair, we finally return to the topic.

Ning Guang took out a box from the shelf: "Thank you for bringing Gan Yu back, without her, I would have worked a lot..."

Pushing the box down in front of Xia Tian: "This is four copies of 'Golden Mud', counted as a reward for this matter. "

From the very beginning, she didn't intend to make things difficult for Xia Tian, ​​nor did she intend to use the "Glittering Gold Mud" to make any demands.

Of course, Xia Tian didn't think so either.

Ningguang still did not forget the resentful joke: "At first I thought, if you really don't care about that girl and can help bring the "Floating Stone" back, I will give you other rewards... It's a pity. "

She felt wronged again: "Well, you're not looking forward to it anyway."

Of course I look forward to it, but whether a gentleman loves money or is lustful, he has to get it in a proper way.

Xia Tian raised his head and asked: "Qunyu Pavilion, is it difficult to repair?"

"What? Do you want to help me build the Qunyu Pavilion?" Ning Guang was not surprised, but looked at it playfully.

Xia Tian's standard warm man or scumbag man spoke: "A bowl of water is flat, since I helped Ke Qing, naturally..."

interrupted by laughter.

"Hehe, this kind of words won't make anyone happy." Ningguang shook her fingers, her eyes full of disdain: "Ke Qing and I won't be happy to hear that! Both sides want to please, but the final result is very likely that both sides All are guilty."

Spreading hands helplessly: "Well, you can't expect Huaxin Daluo to be single-minded..."

"Although it's sweet, the radish meat is equally sweet." Xia Tian retorted confidently: "If you don't believe me, take a bite and see."

Bite and bite.

The breath of condensed light became richer.

The condensed face suddenly approached.

Glittering lips, shining with light.

Xia Tian's body actually took the initiative to move up—wanted to taste the fragrant lips that he hadn't felt well the previous two times.

however.

In the next second, the hands on Xia Tian's shoulders pushed him away.

Ningguang played a vulgar prank this time, and smiled triumphantly: "You, let's go to the Sea Lantern Festival with Keqing! I will figure out the matter of Qunyu Pavilion myself."

Well.

Xia Tian has resentment, even if asked me to help, I will not help.