The carriage has entered Hanjing. Shang Xueyang gently opened the curtain and looked out. It was exactly noon, and a ray of bright sunshine shone on his face. Shang Xueyang hurriedly closed his eyes and returned to the car. He breathed a sigh of relief. The corners of his mouth were raised and his eyes were calm and calm. He was so heroic. He thought to himself, Hanjing, here I come.
There was silence in Ninghou Mansion, and the servants did not dare to breathe. In June, Hanjing is like a steaming pot, the sun is shining brightly, and there has been no rain for half a month. People are too hot to go out. This is so annoying that the Marquis of Ninghou Mansion has made several silk clothes. Unexpectedly, when I wear them today, each piece of clothing is missing a button. If only one piece of clothing is like this, I didn't expect that all four gowns are like this. Is this an obvious insult to me? "Who dares to be so bold?" Bang... The table and tea cups were overturned together! The boy was so frightened that he dared to kowtow, and the Marquis's followers, Li Jiang and Guo Qing, were also at a loss. The Marquis was cold and gloomy, and he had never been so angry.
Shang Xueyang never thought that he would be entangled with Ning Yanzhou after being dormant for ten years before returning to Hanjing to show off his skills...
