A long stick of incense burns in front of the memorial tablet.
The smoke curled upwards, making it almost impossible to see the names on the memorial tablets.
Ning Hong clasped her hands together, her attitude quite devout.
"Ancestors of the Ning family, if you have spirits in heaven, please help me protect the Ning family and Feng'er so that she can live a happy life."
Ning Feng'er stood at the door, watching Ning Hong mutter to herself, and felt a warmth in her heart.
My brother has been kneeling and worshipping so devoutly whenever he goes to the Buddhist temple since he was a child.
His wish has remained unchanged since he was a child.
First, I want to protect the Ning family; second, I hope to find a good family and live a happy and fulfilling life.
Her older brother's heart has always been with the Ning family since he was a child, but his father, older brother, and mother never seem to see his good qualities and always hurt his feelings.
If one day her brother truly becomes disheartened, she'll see if they regret it.
Little did Ning Feng'er know that even in death, her brother still thought of the Ning family and her.
He used his own soul power to create an opportunity to change the Ning family.
With Ning Chengze's embellishment, Madam Ning learned of the matter that afternoon and immediately led a group of people to the Buddhist hall to reprimand him from beginning to end.
"Tell me, tell me, how could I have a child like you? It's a complete tragedy."
It must be a continuation of good fortune from a previous life. Otherwise, how could the original owner have such a loyal and devoted son?
Even if they are bullied by everyone, they still cannot bear to see them fall into despair.
"Your brother finally found such a good young man and wanted to introduce him to your sister. It's all because of you that Feng'er is already sixteen years old and still refuses to get married. She says she wants to wait for you to get married first. Doesn't she realize that with your reputation, who would want to marry you?"
Haha, she really is a loving mother; she leaves no room for mercy when it comes to attacking the original owner of this body.
Ning Hong ignored Madam Ning's sarcastic remarks, closed her eyes, and completely forgot about Madam Ning.
Madam Ning was furious. "What's wrong? You've grown too proud, and now you want to disown me as your mother?"
"No, Mother, I am...???"
"It doesn't matter. Let me tell you, I don't care about you as my son. A son-in-law is like half a son. Since Wen Zhongtian has become my son-in-law, he is equivalent to my half-son."
Wen Zhongtian was a well-known young swordsman in the martial arts world, and Madam Ning was overjoyed to have him become her mother-in-law.
Madam Ning thought for a moment and decided to talk to her future son-in-law first. She had heard that he was also injured, so she had to go see him and offer her condolences. Moreover, she had also heard that Wen Zhongtian's injury was caused by this son who was always at odds with her, and that he refused to apologize, which was simply too much.
Thinking of this, Madam Ning glared at Ning Hongze, her eyes radiating coldness.
Before Ning Hongze could speak, Madam Ning turned to leave.
"Mother, Feng'er cannot marry Wen Zhongtian."
“If you don’t marry Wen Zhongtian, who will you marry? You can’t be so selfish. Wen Zhongtian is a rare and good man.”
"What a load of rubbish! He already has a girlfriend. He only wants to marry the younger sister because he's after the Ning family's wealth."
"Nonsense! Your sister is so beautiful and charming, how difficult would it be for her to captivate Wen Zhongtian? Don't spout nonsense about your sister."
"Madam, it seems the young master has lost his mind. Otherwise, why would he say such things? How about this, for the safety of the manor, we should lock him in the Buddhist hall," Momo, who was beside Madam Ning, suggested.
However, this idea was a real headache for Ning Hongze.
The Ning family mansion wasn't exactly peaceful either.
The backstabbing and infighting in the backyard never changed, even after arriving in the world of martial arts.
Ning Hong remained silent and turned to look at the old woman.
The old woman wasn't intimidated by him; instead, she gave him a smirk.
Is this person mocking him?
A servant dared to mock the young master; the original owner of this body must have had a truly miserable life.
"You're going to lock me in the Buddhist hall?"
"Young Master, please don't talk nonsense. I don't have that authority. This is just my suggestion. After all, Young Master seems a bit abnormal. Let's wait until Miss gets married before releasing him."
This is a ridiculous idea.
Madam Ning lowered her head, seemingly pondering the feasibility of this method.
After a moment, Madam Ning nodded. "Granny Qiao, what you said makes a lot of sense. Let's leave it at that. Lock Hongze up for now, and we'll talk about it again after Feng'er's marriage is arranged." She then looked at Ning Hongze, "Don't blame Granny Qiao, and don't blame your mother. Who told you to be so useless?"
Upon hearing Madam Ning's words, Ning Hong suddenly burst into laughter.
Laughter echoed in the room filled with memorial tablets, sending a chill down the spines of both Madam Ning and the old nanny.
Without saying a word, the two left the Buddhist hall.
Before leaving, they even locked it.
Just as they had said before, they locked him in the Buddhist hall.
Ning Feng'er felt a little annoyed.
Her father, her mother, and her second brother always made her stay with Wen Zhongtian.
Wen Zhongtian just injured his face, what's so great about that? Why is he so weak?
But since her parents had spoken, Ning'er, being an obedient child, naturally obeyed.
No, she spent two whole days with Wen Zhongtian.
She was constantly worried about her older brother, but the nanny by her mother's side kept bothering her, preventing her from finding time to go see him.
Thinking of this, Ning Feng'er felt a pang of regret for not learning martial arts. If her lightness skill were exceptional, she could have flown directly to the front yard after curfew.
"No, I need to see my brother." My brother is still injured, and I don't know how he is now.
"Young Master Chengze is practicing calligraphy in his study. I will go and inform him later."
Are you kidding me?
"Miss, how could you say that?"
"I want to see my eldest brother, not my second brother, I want to see my eldest brother, do you hear me?"
Seeing the old woman's unreadable eyes, Ning Feng'er directly pulled out the hairpin from her hair. "If you don't let me see my brother, I will, I will, I will ruin my face."
The sharp end of the hairpin pressed against Ning Feng'er's face.
"Oh, no, Miss, please don't!"
Seeing this, the old woman became anxious.
If Miss's appearance is truly ruined, she will be in deep trouble. Even if Madam values her highly, she will not forgive her.
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