Chapter 249 Mr. Nanchuan, do you want to pray?
"If the young master hadn't saved the house for the sake of the two elders," Moss continued, "Mr. Ning would have sold all his property and would have been living on the streets long ago."
Ning Fengsheng bit his lower lip, a complex emotion welling up in his chest: "That's... what they deserved."
"That's right," Moss agreed. "The elders just passed away, and Mr. Ning is already planning how to sell off their assets. For someone like that, no amount of gold ingots will help."
Ning Fengsheng smiled sarcastically. The mourning hall in the photo was decorated in a grand manner. It was obvious that it was planned by Nanchuan Shijue, who paid for it and his father only had to pretend to be a filial son.
After breakfast, the servants were washing and drying the things moved from the old house.
Those handmade little sailboats and windmills...
Nanchuan Shijue personally supervised the process, and after wiping them clean, they were packed in glass boxes one by one.
They were scattered all over the hall, and it was impossible to even walk past them.
Nanchuan Shijue ordered Ning Fengsheng to go back to her room and sleep, saying that her eyes were swollen like light bulbs.
"Yes, Miss Ning, you have to go back to the Ning family tomorrow to attend the memorial service, and you will have time to cry... Take this opportunity to rest more today, otherwise if you cry yourself blind, won't the young master be heartbroken?"
Nanchuan Shijue glared at Moss with a terrifying look: "If you can't speak, tear your mouth off as soon as possible."
"Yes, yes, how could Miss Ning cry herself blind? With the young master here, even blindness can be cured, bah, bah, bah..." Moss slapped his lips, then took out a tube of eye ointment and handed it to her, "The young master prepared the best swelling-reducing medicine for you. Remember to apply it before going to sleep, and apply it twice more after waking up..."
"Aren't you going to bed yet?" Nanchuan Shijue stared at her swollen eyes.
Ning Fengsheng took the anti-swelling medicine and went upstairs.
As soon as she entered the room, the servant followed in and lit the incense...
She said it would help her sleep and allow her to have a good night's sleep.
Nanchuan Shijue was really attentive, looking fierce, always observing her every move...
Ning Fengsheng applied the cool ointment and fell asleep, perhaps because of the aromatherapy.
She slept very deeply and soundly, without any dreams.
When I woke up, it was getting dark, and the whole world was quiet, without a single sound...
It was eerily quiet.
Ning Fengsheng suddenly felt frightened, afraid of this extremely quiet silence, as if everyone in the world had disappeared...
She suddenly opened the door and walked out, but there was still no sound. She didn't make any sound all the way until she went downstairs, where she saw two servants cleaning the stairs and talking quietly.
"Shh, keep your voice down. Miss Ning is sleeping. Don't wake her up..."
"I didn't make any noise, you're making a fuss, right? She's sleeping alone, so everyone's not allowed to make any noise?"
The servant complained in lip language, and when he looked up and saw Ning Fengsheng, he was so scared that he threw the rag away.
Something terrible is happening! Miss Ning has woken up...
"No, I didn't wake you up, did I? We didn't make any noise!"
It’s terrible. The young master’s sin will result in death.
Ning Fengsheng smiled faintly: "No, I woke up on my own."
The servant was so frightened that he kept patting his chest, but his voice remained low. "It's okay, it's okay. I was scared to death. The young master was afraid that you would be woken up, so he ordered everyone to be quiet. He locked up the two parrots, drove away all the birds and insects in the yard, took away several hunting dogs, and even blocked the road to the door, forcing no cars to pass by to prevent the sirens from waking you."
Ning Fengsheng was surprised. Is it really that exaggerated?
Although the Rose Garden is not very lively during the day, there are indeed a lot of noises, and it will never be as quiet as it is now.
"Where are the Nanchuan Hereditary?"
"The young master is in the banquet hall..."
"Are there guests at home?"
"No, the young master is busy folding gold ingots."
Discounted ingots?!
Ning Fengsheng was shocked. Wasn't he mocking Ning Zhenhua's actions this morning? How come he was defeated too?
She walked to the banquet hall curiously. The soundproofing here was good, and the hall was spacious...
"Master, you've been busy all day. Why don't you take a break and drink some water?" Moss's voice.
"Do you need me to block your mouth before you learn to keep quiet?"
"This is far from Miss Si's bedroom. We won't wake her up." Moss moved the water cup closer. "Want to take a break?"
Nanchuan Shijue picked up the water cup and drank it all in one breath, then immediately folded it again.
On the long table in front of him were many gold ingots made of gold foil...
"Miss Si, why are you awake?" Moss turned and saw her, his face nervous. "Why don't you sleep a little longer? Who woke you up?!"
"No one disturbed me, I woke up naturally after a good sleep." Ning Fengsheng secretly laughed. Every servant she met on the road would be so scared that they would ask her -
It seems that whether she sleeps well or not is more important than the sky falling.
"Miss Ning, have you applied the medicine? The swelling in your eyes has gone down a lot..."
Hearing this, Nanchuan Shijue's terrifying eyes finally calmed down and he frowned and said, "Remember to apply more medicine."
"I see... What are you doing?" Ning Fengsheng picked up a folded gold ingot from the long table. "Mr. Nanchuan, do you want to make a wish?"
"I don't know if it works, but it's a tradition. What if it works..." Moss rubbed his hands.
"What doesn't the great Young Master Nanchuan have? Is there any wish you have that can be fulfilled by asking my grandparents for help?"
"Of course not. Only a god can help the young master with this matter." Moss raised his eyebrows.
Ning Fengsheng's heart skipped a beat and he understood.
Nanchuan Shijue hopes that "Ning Fengsheng" will wake up.
How could Ning Fengsheng know that after she went to bed, Nanchuan Shijue turned around and asked Moss to prepare the materials for folding ingots, and sat in the living room to start a busy day.
At first, he was clumsy and his fingers were not very flexible in fiddling with the gold foil. The first finished product was crooked and the shape was almost unrecognizable.
As time went on, he got better and better...
Ning Fengsheng observed him secretly.
The man's brows were furrowed, and his expression was focused as if he was signing some important document.
He was wearing home clothes, which were the same series as her nightgown...but he was wearing a pair of wolf-head leather shoes on his feet, which was inconsistent.
Home clothes with leather shoes?
Nanchuan Spyker, you know how to dress!
Moss strung the folded gold ingots together with a red thread and hung them aside like wind chimes.
The entire long table was filled with ingots, and many rows of ingot wind chimes were hung on the shelves...
“Don’t touch!”
Nanchuan Shijue was clearly concentrating on folding the gold ingots, but his eyes saw her every move: "It won't work if I take it apart!"
Ning Fengsheng was just about to take a peek at what was written in the ingot—
Because she saw that Nanchuan Shijue would write something on the gold foil paper before folding each ingot.
Was he folding paper cranes? He actually started making a wish.
Childish man.
"How about I help you?" Ning Fengsheng was free and was about to get a piece of gold foil.
Nanchuan Shijue glared at her coldly: "You fold yours, don't touch mine."
"What the hell... Nanchuan Shijue is a stingy guy!"
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